Chapter 1381

"Fear? Despair? Now you can die." Song Fei's voice smiled coldly. Lian Qi heard it like the voice of the devil, with the breath of extreme fear.

"No, don't kill me, Sima Zhe, Bi yanrou. If I die, you can't go back to tianxingzong again. No matter what I say, tianxingzong also has great kindness to you..." Lian Qi screamed, as if he had caught the last straw.

Song Fei sneered: "even if you protect, it's not you. In order to return the favor of tianxingzong, so I only kill some and let so many people live. As for you, go at ease."

Lian Qi also wanted to beg for mercy crazily, but Song Fei directly crushed his head and destroyed all his spirits.

The remaining more than 2000 people were frightened. Whether it was the strong means of the previous Qingtian sword sect or Song Fei's ruthless killing, they dared not resist again. Even Lian Qi said to kill and kill. I'm afraid the power of Tianxing sect will not be seen by the other party at all.

The last glimmer of hope was dashed, and the only thing left was secretly hoping that Optimus sword sect would do what it said and not kill them.

Song Fei directly handed over the matter to big goat to solve. Many prisoners were forced into Kunpeng palace.

Standing in front of the crowd of Qingtian sword sect, Song Fei said: "The treasures of the captives will be stripped later. All the immortals will enter Kunpeng palace to continue their cultivation. In Yangxia mountain, you Yang people are ready to go out at any time. If the sealed land is really a treasure left by the God Emperor, maybe your blood will be of great use. In addition, all those who are promoted to earth immortals will be ready to fight."

"Yes!" Song Fei said, and then all flew into the Kunpeng palace. Soon Song Fei's body turned into streamers, several times faster than when he came.

During the flight, Song Fei changed into a burly man. His magic weapon turned into a black suit.

The seal was opened, and there was a huge dark underground entrance to the ground. Song Fei jumped down without hesitation. After several kilometers of flight, a huge palace appeared in front of him.

It stretches for tens of thousands of meters and is about thousands of meters high, and this is only the exposed corner of this huge palace.

A simple bronze door in the middle is open. This door alone is as high as a skyscraper, which can accommodate tens of thousands of people at the same time.

Other parts of the palace are made of black stone. After years of vicissitudes, the black stone is still intact, and a vast and simple atmosphere comes to my face.

In the middle of the gate, there are still immortals entering in a hurry. These late immortals are impatiently entering the palace for fear that they won't get any treasures.

Soon, Song Fei mingled with the insignificant crowd and passed through the gate.

Through the gate, a huge square appeared in front of us. There were more than ten weapon racks on the square. Next to each weapon rack, hundreds of corpses were lying on the ground. The storage rings on these corpses had disappeared.

It seems that there are many treasures on these weapon racks. There have been fierce looting. Once the looting fails, their own wealth will become the booty of others.

As soon as he entered the hall, Song Fei felt the cruelty of his business. With more and more people entering the secret place, he didn't know how many people would stay in the secret place forever.

On the opposite side of the square, there are a total of 7749 deep passages. Each passage is composed of black stones. It is dark inside and emits bursts of cold breath, which is very different from the hot desert environment outside.

The black passage, like the mouths of monsters, wants to devour all things, which makes Song Fei feel sad and inexplicably feel the smell of danger.

Song Fei said in his heart: will this palace be left by the God Emperor? The God Emperor cultivates the sun's true fire, and his palace should not be so cold.

Moreover, the arrangement of this channel is also wrong. The real fire of the sun of the divine emperor belongs to the Zhiyang, which is also the supreme of the three realms. If he built something, it should be equivalent to the number of 99, and the number of 77 should be the most Yin.

"Forget it, I've never been good at these mysterious numbers, so I'd better not tangle." Song Fei started Qianliyan and planned to find the scene at the back of each channel.

Song Fei was surprised at this sight. In each channel, there were countless images of souls in white. The white souls were floating unconsciously in the long channel, like dandelions in the wind.

In addition, there are yellow streamers filled in the black channel. The Yellow streamers gather but do not disperse like invisible waves.

There was a force that interfered with the Qianli eye, so that Song Fei couldn't see through the whole channel.

Song Fei took back his thousand mile eyes. When he looked at the channel again, the whole channel was dark and would never return to the scene just now.

Thousands of miles' eyes can see through vanity. In this way, those souls are true, but they are not as simple as ordinary souls. They can't even see the immortal's eyes.

Song Fei guessed that it was the channel that led to the hiding of those souls and yellow streamers.

"Brothers, let's go." a middle-aged man in yellow flew in from outside the gate and immediately plunged into the passage. Behind him, there were more than a dozen men and women in different clothes.

A group of earth immortals scattered for cultivation.

"Ah! What's the matter!" the middle-aged man in yellow had just stepped into the black channel, and there were inexplicable scratches on his body. He was immediately bloody, and the middle-aged man seemed to have no idea what was going on, so he could only wail bitterly.

"Ah!" in a moment, the middle-aged man in yellow and more than a dozen men and women following him were scratched to pieces by inexplicable scratches, and the isolated flesh and blood just spilled, then disappeared inexplicably.

Song Fei opened his eyes and saw it very uncomfortable. The wandering soul was gnawing at these people's bodies, and these gnawed people couldn't see it.

After the flesh and blood disappeared, the sound of chewing bones soon came from the channel, and the dull sound echoed from the channel, making people feel hairy.

"What's the matter? Why are these passages so terrible!" there are many immortals who have not entered the passage.

Soon, Song Fei saw the immortals who had lost their flesh and blood escape from the yuan God and wanted to escape.

The Yellow streamer shrouded these yuan gods in an instant. After being wrapped by the streamer, the original golden yuan gods' face twisted wildly, as if they were experiencing extremely painful torture. Then, those painful expressions slowly disappeared, and then the golden yuan gods slowly faded and finally disappeared.

Song Fei can see with his thousands of miles' eyes that these yuan gods did not disappear, but became white souls and became one of those who hurt them.