NCCnovel Chapter 277: Evil Ghosts in the World
Chapter 277: Evil Ghosts in the World
In the void.
The spiritual energy ripples out, revealing endless vitality.
Master Baiyun was treating the two people's injuries, while Zhao Fenglie and Qin Ying were guarding them.
Huang Feng had already disappeared. He had missed a great battle, but there were many treasures here.
The corpses scattered around were all those of the world's top demons, almost all of them powerful figures in the imperial court. The corpses of demons were extremely rare, extremely precious, and also very valuable.
As long as Huang Feng sells it, he will also make a good and considerable income. Some people don't care whether these big monsters are human or not, they only care about the big monster's bloodline.
He searched everywhere and put all the corpses of these big monsters into the storage bag. He even found a piece of dragon's body, which was covered with poison and majesty.
Tsk.
It should be the leader of the Poison Dragon Sect.
The dignified leader of the Poison Dragon Cult had been chopped in two. Huang Feng couldn't believe it if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes. The dragon's body was brimming with an incomparably sharp sword aura; it was most likely Qin Ying's doing.
So far, Huang Feng has never fought against a strong person in the Free Heaven Realm. He feels that he is strong, but he has not found any evidence to prove it.
of course.
He doesn't have the leisure and elegance to do so.
The Poison Dragon Sect Leader is at most in the pseudo-heavenly realm, but his strength and blood have reached the free and easy heavenly realm, which is far from the real free and easy heavenly realm, and his combat power is also far different.
This is the way the world is.
Most of the people in Xiaoyaotian Realm rely on the blood of monsters to gain powerful strength and endless lifespan.
There are advantages and disadvantages.
The benefit is that you can enter the realm of free and easy heaven and gain endless life.
The disadvantage is that you will be caught in the battle between human nature and animal nature, and will be unable to calm down and practice martial arts honestly, making it difficult to make any progress.
It is a shortcut, but also a heresy.
Judging from many cases, this path is not a long-term solution, nor is it a path to immortality. I am afraid that in the end, you will become someone else's blood food.
It’s almost the same principle as raising fat pigs for the New Year.
Huang Feng also traveled around the world. When he was traveling, he never encountered anyone who secretly framed him. It was almost always him who deliberately caused trouble.
Rumor has it that those who practice bloodline cultivation are very different. If discovered, their bloodline could be taken away at best, or even killed at worst. The danger is immense and unimaginable.
About half an hour later, he had cleaned up the battlefield and obtained a lot of treasures. He did the aftermath with ease and familiarity, and it was obvious that he was a veteran.
Just as I was about to leave, I suddenly thought of something.
its not right.
The Poison Dragon Cult is nearby. Now that its leader has fled with serious injuries, there shouldn't be many strong people in the cult. It would be better to go and give it a try.
There is no reason in the world to go to a mountain of treasures and come back empty-handed!
The Poison Dragon Cult has existed for hundreds of thousands of years and should have hidden a lot of treasures.
My mind is made up, no more hesitation.
He immediately shouted, "Today, I, Huang Feng, will enforce justice on behalf of Heaven and eliminate all evil spirits in the world."
"A heart of loyalty can quell a chaotic world, and a sword in hand can determine the fate of the world."
"This……"
He pondered for a long time, but still couldn't come up with the last two sentences. If Qin Liangzhu were here, perhaps he could have come up with the latter part.
When the book is in use, I hate less!
The ancients never lied to me.
He simply stopped thinking about it. Huang Feng had no interest in reciting poems or composing couplets. His mind was on the treasures of the Poison Dragon Cult.
The Poison Dragon Cult's protective formation had been completely destroyed, and the sect's location had long been revealed. Huang Feng didn't spend much time to find the whereabouts of the Poison Dragon Cult.
Looking around, the blood is boiling.
Huang Feng could vaguely hear bursts of wailing, and then he entered the mountain gate. As soon as he stepped in, it was as if he had walked into the underworld of the Yin Dynasty.
Human skin fluttered, rustling. Bones piled up like mountains, surrounded by pools of blood of varying sizes. The walls were carved with various evil spirits, and dragon statues seemed to soar into the air.
Hundreds of feet long dragon statues can be seen everywhere, which seems to be in line with some kind of formation. The dragon's body is covered with blood, as if blood is flowing, creating a vivid scene.
Weird and cruel.
Suddenly, figures rushed out from the mountain gate. Looking up, I saw blood and energy rising from their bodies. I could faintly hear the roars of vengeful spirits. I wondered how many people they had to kill to be haunted by vengeful spirits.
swoosh...
Huang Feng's long sword was flying, killing everyone he saw. The long sword in his hand was like the scythe of the god of death, constantly reaping the lives of the Poison Dragon Cult members.
"Hero, spare your life!"
"We are all kind people. Everything was done by the leader and the elders. It has nothing to do with us!"
"........."
A lot of nonsense.
These people's lies could only fool a novice, Huang Feng didn't believe a word they said, and besides, they all reeked of blood. He didn't bother talking nonsense, and wherever he went, the flashes of his swords crisscrossed like wheat.
He hadn't encountered any decent opponents along the way. The highest-level cultivator was only at the Sky Control Realm, while the majority were at the Innate Realm, True Qi Realm, and a few at the Body Refining Realm.
After a moment, Huang Feng thought to himself: Not good.
These people are as cunning as ghosts. Seeing that the Poison Dragon Leader was seriously injured and escaped, they must have already sneaked away with the treasure.
as predicted.
Huang Feng searched everywhere in the Poison Dragon Sect and found their treasure house, but it was empty and not a single hair was left.
In desperation, he could only use some means to see if there were any remains.
"Open it for me!"
A vertical eye opened between the eyebrows, emitting bursts of white light. Nothing could escape its detection wherever it passed, destroying all illusions.
Such supernatural powers are recorded in Buddhism and are called: divine eye.
Buddhism has six great supernatural powers.
The ability of divine sight, divine feet, divine hearing, divine mind reading, divine knowledge of past lives, and divine freedom of all defilements.
of course.
Huang Feng's magical power was different. It wasn't the clairvoyance of Buddhism, but rather the sinister White Tiger Eyes. Not only could they dispel all illusions, but with a single thought, the white light from his eyes could condense into a blade of death.
It can be considered as one of the clairvoyances, and it also embodies Huang Feng’s martial arts.
A moment later, he scanned the entire Poison Dragon Cult and actually found the treasure.
He just waved his hand, and the sword light came out. The dragon statues that were hundreds of feet long collapsed. There was a blood bead hidden in each statue, about the size of a pigeon egg.
The blood bead condenses a vast amount of energy and blood, and is also entangled with endless resentment.
Whizzing……
He stretched out his hand, and dozens of blood beads flew out and all stopped on his palm.
Call ~
A knife light rose out of nowhere, cutting off all the resentment on the blood beads and then putting them into the storage bag.
After finishing everything, Huang Feng soared into the air and landed in the void. Looking down, he saw the entire Poison Dragon Cult at his feet.
For a moment, he couldn't help but feel a lot of emotions.
It was rumored that the Yin Dynasty underworld was in the Nine Netherworld, but this was not credible. Today, he saw that the so-called Yin Dynasty underworld and the Nine Netherworld Hell were right here on earth, right at his feet.
The Poison Dragon Cult is the Nine Nether Hell!
Even though Huang Feng had seen life and death before, and believed he could face any situation calmly, at this moment, he still couldn't let it go.
This world was truly dark and filthy, clearly beyond Huang Feng's imagination. Sometimes he wondered how the people in this world managed to survive; it felt like they were in the depths of hell.
In the era of the emperor's fall, there is endless darkness.
It's not just talk.
The world cannot continue to be so dirty, otherwise his descendants will also be reduced to pigs and dogs, like fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.
Call ~
Spiritual energy gathered, and a huge palm print appeared in the void. It pushed away the clouds with one palm and fell from the sky.
With a loud bang, the entire Poison Dragon Cult was reduced to dust and completely wiped out.