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At the same time, at the entrance of the Ghost Hole.

As the symbols rotated, ten figures flashed and appeared.

The ten of them had black robes covering their faces as spirit energy circulated around their bodies. Their auras were extremely powerful and were all at the peak of the Soul Condensation Realm.

"This is the Thousand Devil Cave?"

Staring at the endless bloody sea of sand, the ten of them were shocked.

"The most important task of this mission, is to capture an early stage Spirit Condensation cultivator."

"Secondly, kill the leader of the Misty Wind Sect, Feng Ansheng."

A burly man in black spoke with a deep voice. Just as he finished speaking, one of them turned around and flew out.

"Stop!" The Sect Leader has ordered us to move out together! "

The muscular man in black shouted in anger.

"Zhang Yong, Sun Tian is your Sect Leader, he can't be bothered with me!"

The person stopped and sneered, "Also, this area is under pressure and Feng Duo Sheng is heavily injured. I can kill him myself, and then capture the early stage Soul Formation cultivator. Why waste my time?"

As soon as he finished speaking, before Zhang Yong could reply, his spiritual power surged, and in an instant, he was already far away.

"Indeed, if we search separately, the efficiency will be higher."

After the two exchanged glances, they turned around and left.

No one was stupid. Whoever found it first would be the one to obtain the greatest benefits. Naturally, they did not want to share it with others.

Zhang Yong was silent for a moment, then waved his hand: "Fine, let's split up and use the transmission talisman to communicate."

With that, he didn't stay any longer and quickly left. In the blink of an eye, the ten of them disappeared from the entrance of the Ghost Cave like ghosts.

Within the ghost fog.

"Old thief, you want to catch up to me? Dream on!"

Zhou Qing waved his sword and cut a Spirit Severing corpse ghost in half. His expression did not change, but his tone was extremely mocking.

When he heard the extremely angry roar of Old Ghost Feng from behind him, his lips curled up and his footsteps didn't stop. He continued to walk deeper into the ghost fog.

Old Feng's entire body was trembling in anger. His mana surged as he hacked out with his blade, killing several corpse ghosts that were rushing towards him. He chased after Zhou Qing at a crazed pace.

Pfft.

With one palm shattering a corpse ghost, old man Feng wanted to advance, but a sharp sword qi tore apart the ghost fog and approached him in the blink of an eye.

He couldn't use his spiritual consciousness in the ghost fog, and his field of vision was very limited. Old man Feng didn't dodge in time as the sword qi sliced through his arm and cut off a large chunk of his flesh.

That little thief in front of him actually dared to sneak an attack!

Old man Feng felt so stifled that he was about to explode. As a peak mage, being forced into such a sorry state by a Soul Condensation cultivator was the ultimate humiliation!

"Roar!"

On the ground, a ghost head that had been chopped off suddenly opened its tightly shut eyes. It emitted a strange bloody light as it roared and bit at Old Devil Feng.

Old man Feng's reaction was extremely fast. With a single step, he crushed the ghost's head. However, his heart was incomparably shocked.

The Corpse Ghost's greatest weakness was its head. As long as it was cut off, it would die. This was something that everyone knew.

But why was the corpse ghost in the ghost fog so strange that only its head could attack?

It completely overturned everything he knew!

"No, that's not right …"

Old man Feng quickly realized that something was wrong. He raised his head and looked ahead. He could vaguely see Zhou Qing shoot out a blood-red rune that entered the body of a corpse ghost.

The ghost corpse's head had already been chopped off, leaving only its headless body. After the blood-red incantation entered its body, it unexpectedly stood up and roared as it rushed forward!

"It's that brat's doing!" "He's actually a Demonic Cultivator!"

Old man Feng beheaded the headless zombie with his saber, his face filled with horror.

The kid must be a demonic cultivator to be able to control Corpse Spirits. No wonder he dared to enter the Ten Thousand Devil Grottoes and snatch Xue Subhuti in front of all the hundred immortal disciples. He even carried away the ancient Bodhi tree!

Not only that, he even dared to go to White Ridge City and participate in the auction … How did a Soul Condensation cultivator manage to stay hidden from the eyes of countless experts?

Old Demon Feng originally thought that he had already seen through Zhou Qing. Only now did he realize how laughable his idea was. However, his desire to kill Zhou Qing became increasingly resolute.

That kid must have some shocking secret on him.

However, no matter how strange he was, he was nothing more than a Soul Condensation cultivator. As long as he could kill the general, all the secrets would belong to him!

At that time, he might even be able to avenge the annihilation of his clan.

With this thought, the killing intent in Old Devil Feng's heart surged again as he quickly chased after her.

"Old thief, your speed is too slow. You can only follow me and eat my farts!"

Zhou Qing kept on provoking Old Devil Feng with his voice, and at the same time, he controlled the Corpse Spirit to interfere. After ten breaths of time, the two of them had already entered deep into the ghost fog, and were getting closer and closer to the Corpse King's core zone.

Deep within the ghost fog.

The Corpse King was sitting cross-legged in front of the Divine Awakening Flower, in the surrounding ghost fog, the thick death aura was almost materialized and was being absorbed by him.

At some point, his tightly shut eyes suddenly opened wide, and a hint of extreme anger flashed through his cloudy eyes.

It was that damn human cultivator again … No, two this time!

That human cultivator was too audacious. It was one thing for him to harass him a few times, but this time he even brought helpers!

"Roar!"

The Corpse King suddenly stood up, it roared towards the sky, the black qi filled the air, a tyrannical aura suddenly burst out from its shriveled body.

These two human cultivators deserve to die!

The King Corpse's angry roar sounded in his ears, and the thick ghost fog in front of him was gradually dissipating. Zhou Qing's heart skipped a beat, and he activated the Ten Thousand Spirit Curse. The death aura instantly covered his entire body.

"Chi!"

The sound of wind breaking came from the front. Zhou Qing's feet moved, and he instantly moved thirty feet away, disappearing into the ghost fog like a ghost.

"You still dare to attack me?"

At the same time, Old Demon Feng also heard the sound of wind breaking and subconsciously thought it was Zhou Qing. He sneered and extended his hand.

Bang!

A dull sound rang out as the force burst out. Old man Feng only felt a tremendous force that was accompanied by a sharp pain coming from his palm. With a muffled groan, he took three steps back at the same time.

In front of him, "Zhou Qing" was also sent flying by Old Devil Feng's palm.

In this place, the ghost fog was already extremely weak and visibility was greatly increased. Old man Feng sent "Zhou Qing" flying with a single palm. He raised his head in joy and saw a corpse ghost climbing up from the ground.

Corpsemancer was skinny and shriveled, as if he was a child. His body was covered in an aura of death. His black skin was covered with a scarlet aura, and his aura was extremely tyrannical.

"This is bad!"

Old man Feng's heart skipped a beat and his face changed drastically. He finally realized that he had been tricked by that bastard again!

Lowering his head to look, his right palm was completely black, and even the circulation of his Fa Li was stagnant for a moment. It was obvious that he had been poisoned by the corpse poison.

"Old thief, this King Corpse is my gift to you!"

Zhou Qing's cold laughter resounded in his ears. Old man Feng was enraged to the point of insanity. He slashed out with his saber, and the blade light tore apart several corpse ghosts. Zhou Qing, however, had long since disappeared.

"Roar!"

The Corpse King was furious, it roared out crazily, the death aura around its body started to rise, and it once again jumped towards Old Demon Feng.

At the same time, in the surrounding ghost fog, the sound of wind breaking was very dense. Countless ghost corpses responded to the Corpse King's call and all rushed here.

"Bastard, I'll skin you alive!"

Old man Feng roared in anger, but the Corpse King had already reached out its claw, so he had no choice but to block it.

Pfft!

The Corpse King's nails were as sharp as magic tools, one claw had cut off Old Man Feng's arm, the death aura mixed with the corpse poison, and crazily rushed into the wound.

At the same time, Old Demon Feng also sent the Corpse King flying with one slash. On its black skin that was as hard as a magical equipment, a blade cut out and black blood dripped out.

Old man Feng madly channeled his mana and forced the corpse poison and death aura out of his body. His entire body trembled from the anger and his eyes became bloodshot.

If it was at its peak, this Corpse King with the strength of peak Spirit Condensation, he could kill it with a slap.

But the Ten Thousand Devil Cave was suppressed, and he was seriously injured, so he was injured twice by the Corpse King.

He had gone too far, he had gone too far!

"All of you should die!"

Old man Feng had already gone crazy, his magic power was rushing forward without any regard for his life, he poured in his blade and attacked the Corpse King.

Under such a fierce battle, his wounds started to crack once again, and blood poured out from his wounds. He was in an extremely miserable state.

Zhou Qingxian was enveloped in a ghostly mist, and upon seeing this scene, he couldn't help but be speechless.

This old man's hatred for him had reached its peak!

At the same time, Zhou Qing was also thinking to himself: Old Feng's Ghost sect is destroyed, but he doesn't hate the Lan family. At the same time, Zhou Qing was also thinking to himself, Old Feng's Ghost sect is destroyed, but he doesn't hate the Lan family.

While Zhou Qing was thinking, the battle between Old Man Feng and the Corpse King became more and more intense.

Although the Corpse King's strength was tyrannical and its body was tough, it was very difficult for Old Devil Feng. His body already had a lot of knife wounds and black blood was rolling out.

On the other hand, Old Ghost Feng was in an even more miserable state.

Under the encirclement of the King Corpse and countless other corpse ghosts, his clothes had long been torn to shreds, his entire body was covered in scratches and bites, the corpse poison had already invaded his body.

The King Corpse's death aura was extremely effective against human cultivators. While fighting, Old man Feng had to use his mana to erase the corpse poison aura, his face was pale without a trace of blood.

"Roar!"

The Corpse King did not feel tired and did not feel pain. The more it fought, the braver it became, and it could continuously absorb the death aura from the ghost fog.

"Old man Feng is already spent. If he does not release his soul now, he will die from exhaustion …"

Zhou Qing was watching the fight from within the ghost fog, thinking to himself.

Even though this place had suppressed his cultivation, if a cultivator above the rank of Mage were to go all out, he could still destroy his own soul.

The soul of a Spirit Realm expert could be condensed to allow it to travel a hundred meters out of the body, and could also be used to attack enemies.

However, although the soul's attacks were extremely powerful, they were also very weak.

Once the soul was damaged, it would be difficult to recover, and one's cultivation base would plummet as well. If it was completely obliterated, one would perish on the spot!

Thus, the soul was every Mage's most powerful trump card, and also their most vulnerable.

Only when one broke through to the Spiritual Master Realm would their soul and physical body become one. Only then would their physical body be able to form a metal bone, and their soul not be damaged, becoming even more powerful, allowing them to cut off enemies from hundreds of miles away.

In the current situation, if old man Feng did not release his soul, he definitely would not last another incense stick of time.

As he was thinking, Zhou Qing's eyes narrowed.

Old Devil Feng was about to explode!

Sure enough, in the ghost fog, after Old Man Feng cut the Corpse King back, the Fa Li in his body surged and the Life Stone Spirit Bone on his forehead instantly lit up.

"Evil creature, die for me!"

Old man Feng roared out. A bright light shot out from his Stone Spirit Bone and floated in the air.

In the middle of the light, there was an illusory little person the size of a palm. Its eyes were tightly closed, and its appearance was exactly the same as old ghost Feng; it was actually its soul!

Zhou Qing's mind suddenly lit up. When Old Feng's ghost soul left his body, Zhou Qing had silently disappeared.

"Roar!"

The King Corpse's turbid eyes revealed a hint of fear, it roared and retreated, the surrounding corpses and ghosts also retreated like the tide.

"Want to leave?" "Too late!"

"Soul Extinguisher!"

Old man Feng's eyes were wide open as he laughed crazily like a madman. At the same time, the light of the floating soul suddenly flared up, and his tightly shut eyes abruptly widened.

Weng! *

As the soul opened its eyes, the void trembled. That blinding light instantly condensed into a golden needle, and pierced towards the Corpse King's forehead.

The Corpse King was frightened, it raised its arm to block.

Pfft.

The golden needle passed through his arm without any obstruction and pierced into his head.

The Corpse King's body froze, the fear in its turbid eyes also disappeared, it turned into a lifeless void like an ordinary corpse ghost, and then suddenly fell to the ground.

After releasing this terrifying attack, Old Man Feng was also extremely weak. His face was deathly pale, and the light of his soul above his head had dimmed. It shot back into the stone spirit bone.

"Bam!"

At this moment, the sound of a stamp came from the side. Zhou Qing suddenly appeared and brazenly reached out for the dim soul!

"No!"

Old man Feng suddenly widened his eyes and screamed!