Yang Chen continued to walk, and of course he didn't forget to look up at the monks who were chasing after him from the sky.
Even Big Brother Li Cheng walked all the way, these guys are really ignorant and fearless! Yang Chen sighed in his heart.
That is to say, he sighed, and then Yang Chen saw the result.
The monks flying in the sky heard a deafening shout in unison at the same time.
"Injustice!" The three words, like the roar of Hong Zhong Da Lu, rang directly in the ears of the flying monks. These three words were not shouted out by one person, but were shouted out by thousands of people in unison, with fierce killing intent, straight into the sea of consciousness of everyone.
With just one sound, all the monks in the sky stopped, and a few with weak cultivation had already covered their ears and screamed.
"The debt is owned by the owner!" Another cry, louder than the previous one, completely defeated all the cultivators in the sky. Even a cultivator of the Xuanxian level, the sea of knowledge was directly shaken by this sound.
Dozens of figures fell from the air like corpses, each of them lost their minds and unconscious. It's quicker to fall off than a dumpling.
However, before these monks landed, a blood-red light flew up in the valley, passing over the bodies of these monks.
By the time the monks landed, they could no longer keep their bodies intact. All the monks were cut into pieces. However, all monks have a common feature, that is, their heads are cut off by the first red light. All the broken parts are as smooth as a mirror. At first glance, only a good knife can cut into this shape.
The smart guys who were followed by a step slower saw all this happen, and they were all frightened. What the hell is in here, how could dozens of cultivators disappear like this all of a sudden
No wonder Master Yang Chen has been walking over from the entrance step by step, so there is still such a taboo. Except for fear. Those surviving monks only had happiness in their hearts. Fortunately, I took a step slower and walked like Master Yang, otherwise there should be a small pile of my own in the pile of corpses.
"Hey. It's not like this is what you're looking for in a hurry!" Yang Chen looked at this scene and shook his head slightly.
Flying over the heads of so many Xianxiantai executioners. What kind of brainless guy can do this? When Yang Chen lived alone in a small county town as an executioner, there was a time when even birds dared not fly over the hut where he lived. That is only the executioner of the mortal world. In this no-returning valley, they are all executioners of Slaying the Immortal Stage. Even if they die, they still retain the murderous aura of the past.
This time, all the cultivators who came in were obedient. They followed Yang Chen's method obediently.
Unfortunately. Although these guys were lucky, they didn't hear the two words that the cultivators in the air heard when they were dying. Otherwise, they might have understood something.
However, at this point, whether they understand it or not, whether they are daring or timid, there is no way out. From the time they stepped into the formation outside the Valley of No Returns, there was no chance to retreat on the spot, and there would be no chance to retreat in the future.
Yang Chen knew what was fundamental. As long as the corpse-throwing place in Zhanxiantai is refined, everything can be fundamentally resolved. So he is not in a hurry at all now, and walks slowly without saying anything. It also simulates the executioner's breath, and hides so many bloody corpses along the way.
The guys who came in were not so lucky. What Yang Chen can do, not everyone can do.
The cultivator who walked in the front completely let go of his consciousness and probed around. At this time, I don't care if Master Yang knows about it or not, so what if he knows? Can Master Yang go back
The divine sense detected the surrounding mountain walls, there was no problem, and there was no problem in the front, but when he took the initiative to probe the divine sense into the blood river. Immediately realized something was wrong.
A violent killing intent penetrated directly into his sea of consciousness, and in an instant the cultivator was unable to act independently. Crooked body staggered two steps. Then he tilted his body and plunged into the river of blood. After a few bubbles in the river of blood. The whole person disappeared without a trace.
It was followed by the second, the third, and until the fifth cultivator involuntarily fell into the river of blood, no one realized that this river of blood could not be probed with divine sense at all.
This is still a cultivator of the Heavenly Immortal Xuanxian level. If it is replaced by the mortal ones, I am afraid that the sea of knowledge will be shattered immediately upon exploration. Even if she is lucky, she will end up losing her mind, just like Wan Qian back then. In fact, Wan Qian became an idiot because she took the initiative to send her divine consciousness into the blood river of Yang Chen's sea of consciousness.
The monks in the back learned to be good again, and did not dare to release their spiritual senses, and honestly only used their own five senses. As he moved forward cautiously, he wondered how Master Yang knew this.
Since it's okay to walk, it's okay not to investigate randomly, a few minds lively abide by this restriction, but the steps under their feet have sped up a lot. As long as you walk fast, you can always catch up with Master Yang.
Along the way, I drove for dozens of miles, and I felt that Master Yang should be not far ahead. A cultivator glanced aside inadvertently, and then he was shocked. Not far from himself in the blood river, stood a blood-red figure with a ghost-headed knife.
How the bloody corpse appeared, none of them found out. Even if the worst of them all have Celestial Cultivation, in addition to Divine Consciousness, their eyesight is excellent and their ears are amazing, but they haven't noticed the movement of the bloody corpse.
In addition to being frightened, his heartbeat was a little faster, and his breathing was also a little faster. Then, the three monks in the front were frightened and found that the three of them had been surrounded by more than a dozen bloody corpses.
Some of these blood corpses stood in the river of blood, some stood on the bank, and some appeared directly on the mountain wall. How they appeared, no one felt at all, as if there were so many blood corpses around in an instant.
"They are zombies, be careful!" Someone finally saw through the true face of the blood corpse and hurriedly shouted.
Hearing the voice of their companions, the other two monks' eyes lit up for a while, and then countless good talismans instantly appeared in their hands.
As soon as he raised his hand, hundreds of talismans specially designed to suppress zombies densely covered the bodies of more than a dozen blood corpses, and none of them escaped. On the forehead of each bloody corpse, there is an extra piece of the strongest soul-suppressing talisman. To be continued