Beiyin Great Sage

Hearing the call of the bell, a series of dark figures came out of the ground one after another, and the side yard of the lobby collapsed because of the loss of load bearing, sending up smoke and dust all over the sky.

That figure is like a 'refining corpse'!

The crowd was startled.

"do not be afraid."

Wen Shanjing took the initiative to take the initiative, swung his fan and knocked away a corpse, and shouted loudly:

"These things are not that strong, but their physical bodies are comparable to first-class masters, and the others are only at the level of body refiners. Be careful of the corpse aura on them."

"good."

Liu Mengyan nodded, the sword flashed, and the head of a zombie flew high:

"They are far inferior to Senior Wen."

Having said that, with the addition of these zombies, coupled with the stagnation of old gang leader Wen, the situation in the field has changed.

These zombies are all extremely powerful, comparable to first-class masters, and as long as they don't hit a vital point, their movements are almost unaffected. If three or two pounce together, even the most powerful people will never be able to get rid of it in a short time.

The momentum of siege was instantly broken.

"Shh!"

Taking advantage of the chaos of the battle situation, Yang Shensi appeared beside Liu Mengyan in a flash, his hands were interlaced in a yin and yang style, and he attacked outrageously.

dead!

The terrifying palm strength covered the whole world.

Liu Mengyan only felt that his surroundings were dark, his eyes could barely see, his heart felt like falling into an abyss, and even the circulation of zhenqi in his body was astringent.

He only felt a vast force of punches, overwhelmingly squeezed, making him feel suffocated instantly.

suffered!

With a chill in his heart, he struck out the long sword in his hand.

Thanks to countless setbacks and the guidance of the Blood Lotus Sect, the Lin family, Zhou Yi and others, he has already found his own way of swordsmanship, which is what Zhou Yi said is his own state of great accomplishment in the way of swordsmanship.

That is sword and Zen.

Stick to the sword and ask Yu Chan.

The long sword is slanted up from bottom to top, like a crescent moon, and the simple move can accommodate many wonderful killing moves such as Yingyue Slash, Moon-Watching Sword, and Water Mirror.

"Bah..."

The long sword slashed at the change node of the palm strength, and the strength exploded, and the two of them flew back at the same time.

"Good boy!"

Yang Shensi opened his eyes wide:

"At such an age, you have already comprehended this kind of swordsmanship. Given time, you will be born with hope. I can't keep you today!"

"go to hell!"

Amidst the roar, the terrifying palm force was struck again. After all, Liu Mengyan was too young and lacked background, so his heart sank when he saw this.

At this moment, two beautiful figures rushed from a height, and one of them said coquettishly:

"Yang, how dare you!"

"Close hand!"

The two women combined their swords together, and the sword energy suddenly surged in the air, forcing Yang Shensi back abruptly, and then fell lightly beside Liu Mengyan.

The Lin family's twins!

"Yang Shensi, you actually practice evil skills and use people to refine corpses." Another cold voice sounded, and Lin Pan'er landed with an iron sword on her back:

"Now, what else do you have to say?"

Not only Lin Pan'er.

Behind her, three people fell again, two of them were the elders of the Lin family, and the other was a guest invited by the Lin family.

Several people,

Even if they are not really full of qi, they are almost the same, and they are all famous figures in the rivers and lakes.

With their participation, even though there were many corpses in the arena, they were quickly cleaned up. In the blink of an eye, Yang Shensi was doomed.

"What can I say?"

Looking at everyone, and finally falling on Wen Shanjing, Yang Shensi focused his eyes:

"Good boy, you have the means, and you actually invited the Lin family to take the lead. This time, I won't complain about the loss!"

Practicing the Heavenly Corpse Art is not a crime, and it can be explained by refining corpses with humans, but the Lin family came forward at this time, but it cut off his way out.

When the other party came at this time, it was obvious that he was on Wen Shanjing's side.

I have been planning hard for many years, but I never thought that it would fall into the hands of a baby.

"Farewell!"

Cupping his hands, his body flashed towards the rear, the mysticism of Hundred Imaginary Movement Technique was extraordinary, coupled with a group of refined corpses intercepting him, no one could stop him.

"Want to go?"

Wen Sanjing yelled:

"Leave me!"

"Don't chase after the poor!" Lin Pan'er stretched out her hand to move, but it was too late, and she could only watch helplessly as the two disappeared one after the other.

"Yunliu, Yunying." Liu Mengyan looked at the two girls beside him, and said in confusion:

"Why are you here?"

"Fortunately we are here." Lin Yunyingqiong wrinkled her nose slightly and said:

"Otherwise, I don't know if my sister's wedding can be held, and you really are, how can you hide this kind of thing from us?"

"Meng Yan." Lin Yunliu grabbed him and looked back and forth, with concern in his eyes:

"Are you OK?"

"I'm fine." Liu Mengyan shook his head, and clasped his hands not far away:

"Thank you for your help, seniors."

"Humph!"

Lin Pan'er snorted coldly, her face full of dissatisfaction:

"You think we are willing to come. If it wasn't for these two girls who were stalking, why would the Lin family get involved in the mess of the Qingzhu Gang?"

"As for why they know..."

"If you don't say it, it doesn't mean that other people don't say it. Don't forget your identity. You are now a member of the Lin family, and your every move represents the Lin family."

Liu Mengyan showed embarrassment.

He could also think of who notified the two women.

Wen Sanjing.

……

……

……

"Da da……"

Orderly footsteps echoed in the darkness.

"call!"

As the torches were lit, the flickering flames illuminated the dungeon that had been dark for years.

"It seems that you have won."

A hoarse voice sounded:

"Sure enough, he is young and promising."

"It all depends on the teachings of the seniors." Wen Shanjing held a torch, put a human head on the ground, and looked at the figure bound by hooks and locks in front of him:

"According to the method of the predecessors, Yang Shensi really conferred the head!"

"He has trapped the senior for more than ten years, but he never thought that one day he would die at the hands of the disciple taught by the senior, right?"

Chapter 060 Harvest

"Hey..." The figure swayed, and the vibrating chain rattled wildly:

"The Heavenly Corpse Art is a method of cultivation. How can mortals practice it? It seems that there is no problem in forcing it, but it will leave great hidden dangers."

"I knew that the surname Yang couldn't bear it and would practice this technique, so I made plans in advance, just for today!"

"Over ten years!"

"Ten years!"

The figure roared to the sky, the voice was full of grief and indignation:

"Back then, Wen Rujuan and Yang Shensi plotted against this old man, causing him to be trapped here for more than ten years, but what happened?"

"One of them was made into a 'refined corpse', and the other died unexpectedly. Even if the old man survived, he would live longer than the two of them!"

"Yes." Wen Shanjing bowed his head, and the tape was respectful:

"Seniors are cultivators of immortality, with wisdom and understanding, they are overthinking their capabilities, and they are seeking their own death."

"Huh!" The voice whispered, and slowed down:

"Boy."

"Put me down."

"Yes." Wen Shanjing took out a dagger from his body, stepped forward to cut off a chain, and asked casually:

"Senior, it's true that mortals can't become immortals?"

"Immortal?" The voice of the figure sneered:

"What is becoming an immortal?"

"I'm just a person who seeks immortality. Unless you are a mortal, you are not qualified to touch the Dao."

"By the way, did you bring all my things back?"

"Bring it." Wen Shanjing nodded, and took out a small black sword the size of a palm.

Then the lightning pierced the opponent's heart.

"puff!"

The sword energy erupted, and the figure's chest exploded suddenly, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and countless dark poisonous threads spread towards the figure.

"you……"

The figure froze, his eyes turned red instantly, and he gritted his teeth and said angrily:

"Why?"

"Why?" Wen Shanjing said:

"Senior treated me as an outsider who accidentally broke in, and taught me carefully, just to use my subordinates to solve Yang Shensi."

"But I'm Wen Ruqian's son, will you let me go when you go out?"

"You... are Wen Ruyu's son?" His figure flickered, his face full of surprise.

"Not bad." Wen Shanjing's face remained unchanged:

"Actually, seniors should have guessed something. Besides Wen Ruyu's son, who else could appear nearby by such a 'coincidence'?"

a decade ago.

The person in front of him was trapped here under the design of Wen Rujuan and Yang Shensi.