I put an eye in heaven and hell

Chapter 800
"go!"

Capture the thief first, capture the king first, and Feng Gan brought together two Yangling clan whose strength is far beyond the peak of ghost spirits. No one present can resist it.

With one hit, Feng Gan immediately led the two commanders to run away.

They are stronger than them, and they can't face so many ghost cultivators with weird methods.

"boom!"

A black cross sword energy instantly spanned a distance of tens of meters. Wherever it passed, death lingered, trees and flowers withered, forming a black trace of tens of meters on the ground.

Feng Gan walked resolutely, the black cross sword energy did not attack them, and when the scene calmed down, no one could see their figures anymore.

"hateful!"

"From now on, don't act alone, at least ten people in a group! Act separately, and once you find traces of the Yang Lingzu, call the other team members immediately!" The crooked old man ordered vigorously.

Not only did the two major teams take action, but also experienced several surprise attacks by the Yangling Clan in such a short period of time, no one dared to do it alone.

At the same time, they also discovered that the Yanglings were not as stupid as they imagined, but extremely smart, and their actions one after another made them burnt out.

A group of people formed a team and began to press into the depths of the mountains.

The mountains are so big that 2 people are scattered across them like a colony of ants entering a big house.

The ghost cultivators cautiously watched their surroundings, and they all dispersed, which was exactly what Feng Gan wanted to see.

On a towering tree with a height of [-] meters, three people in armor squatted on the trunk. They did not move, did not make any sound, did not breathe, and did not have a heartbeat, as if they were integrated with the tree.

A team of 12 people was walking slowly by the tree, and there were no other teams within 12 meters of the [-] people.

The three of them didn't need to communicate in any sense, and got their shining weapons at the same time, and jumped towards the center of the 12-person confrontation.

This time, there was naturally a slight movement, and the two ghost cultivators with sharper perception among the 12 people subconsciously turned their heads and looked up.

"boom!"

"There are Yanglings! Save..."

"Not good! Run!"

……

"It's over there! There's movement!"

The brief cries for help and collisions from several people quickly attracted the attention of the small team nearby, and they rushed towards the source of the sound immediately.

Although the ghost cultivators were scattered, they were not too far apart. Only a few seconds after the cries for help passed, more than 20 people arrived.

What emerged in front of his eyes was a picture of a armored Yangling tribe falling on the last remaining ghost cultivator.

The Yangling clan took back the big axe, and the two glowing golden grunt faces in the helmet looked like them, without eyes, so they didn't have any eyes. When they fell into the eyes of the ghost cultivators, they felt trembling all over.

"Go! Kill them!"

A ghost self-cultivation pioneer rushed up.

The three armored Yanglings had no intention of fighting them at all, so they jumped and left quickly.

"Chase!"

Several teams who had just arrived exchanged glances, and at the same time chased after the Sun Spirit Clan.

"They are the leaders of the Sun Elders! Catch them! Bring out the other Sun Elders!"

Feng Gan and the two commanders are outstanding on the battlefield both in appearance and performance. Their unrivaled strength and ability to command the Yangling people all speak volumes about their identities.

The ghost cultivators are not fools either, knowing that they are the leaders, naturally they must be killed first!Everyone understands the principle of capturing the thief first.

"Want to run?"

The crooked old man seemed to have limited mobility, but he really ran faster than most people, jumping like a light bird on the tree, leaving afterimages wherever he passed.

"It's Shadow Step!"

People with wide-sighted eyes can see the footwork used by the crooked old man at a glance.

Lve Shadow Step, a middle-level footwork of the ground level, has a good reputation in the underworld, and only disciples who are above the inner disciples of the Shadow Sect and who have made contributions to our sect are eligible to learn it.

Shadow Sect is also a major sect in the underworld, located on the fourteenth floor of the underworld, and is one of the most famous sects on the fourteenth floor.

"I didn't expect this person to belong to Shadow Sect. Sure enough... powerful people come from a lot." This was the thought in many people's minds.

Most of the people who will come to the Yangling Secret Realm are small sects, or casual cultivators, who don't have a lot of resources, and those who want to try their luck here are very few from big sects.

The disciples of the small sect don't have any spiritual skills and spiritual weapons, and there is a huge gap in strength with the disciples of the big sect.

The crooked old man chased after him, biting the three leaders of the Yangling tribe, and the commotion along the way caused more and more people to join the hunting team.

"It's now!"

"Lonely Arrow!"

The trees 200 meters ahead were relatively sparse. The old man seized this opportunity, jumped up, put his right hand on the bowstring, and pulled it away forcefully. A black arrow exuding a strong dead air condensed on the bow.

"call out!"

The black arrow shot out quickly, and the violent sound of piercing the air filled the hearing.

"king!"

The black arrow was caught off guard, and it went straight to the air-dried chest. It was extremely fast, and it arrived in front of it in the blink of an eye.

Feng Bi's tone was shocked, without any hesitation, he tried his best to lean his body towards Feng Gan.

"Boom!"

The black arrow pierced through Fengbi's armor, passed through his body, and came out from his chest. The next moment, the black arrow turned into black mist and penetrated into Fengbi's body, like a virus entering the human body, eroding When the wind blows, the yang energy in the body will be lost.

The body of the Yangling clan is originally composed of yang energy, and this mass of dead energy is even more destructive in the body of the Yangling clan.

The power of Fengbi seemed to be evacuated in an instant, falling from midair.

"The wind must rule!"

Feng Gan finally reacted, caught Fengbi immediately, turned his head to glance at a group of ghost cultivators who were getting closer, and continued to run forward holding Fengbi.

"The wind must!"

Feng Wu leaned over, walking side by side with Feng Gan and Feng Bi.

"How's it going?"

"It's not a big problem...Ghost Death has destroyed my body. Before the Yang Ling Pill invades my brain, I must give up this body."

Feng Bi's tone was weak, and when he broke it, he would break it, and immediately cut off the connection between the body and the Yangling Pill.

The body dissipated, and the armor was scattered on the ground without support, leaving only a shining golden bead lying quietly in the air-dried hand.

Feng Gan didn't care about the spiritual weapon armor underground, holding the Yang Ling Pill tightly in his hand, and continued his escape.

"Commander Lin and the others should be arriving soon."

Feng Wu counted the time and nodded at Feng Gan.

"It's time, Feng Bi, send the signal." Feng Gan said.

"Ah."

Feng Bi nodded and took out a... firework.

This is the item that Lin Hao gave them before to send a confluence signal.

"Chirp!"

Red fireworks rush high into the sky.

The visible range of the fireworks was not far away, and at this time, Lin Hao was in the jungle a few kilometers away from them, and he could still see the unobtrusive fireworks.

(End of this chapter)