Chapter 938 New surprising discovery

Song Zhen, wrapped in a black robe with his eyes uncovered, entered the sea of ​​fire like a ghost.

When passing by the ghost cultivator Wu, Song Zhen suddenly shook his black robe, and several "witch symbols" shot out from it and landed on Wu.

Wu's body suddenly shook violently, and then twisted on the spot. After a while, the witch symbols on her body exploded one after another, and Wu turned into ashes directly, and even her soul could not escape.

Seeing this scene, Yang Che's eyes suddenly condensed.

Wu is a ghost cultivator in the middle stage of the fusion with an "extreme yin body", but he was destroyed so easily. This is not ordinary.

At this time, he heard Mei's voice transmission:

"Yang Che, this black-robed monk Song Zhen should be the only Mahayana monk of the Wubu clan, and it is said that he has been missing for a long time. I didn't expect that he has been hiding in the Jiang clan."

Yang Che's mind was in a hurry, and he did not hesitate to consume the power of his soul. When the strange black-robed monk Song Zhen wanted to attack Jiuxin Leiyan, Xuantian Kuangyan and Zhan Yuanchang, he was taken into his body in time.

Then Yang Che increased the mobilization of "immortal energy" and continued to devour.

In this way, the speed of devouring the fire column suddenly increased.

When Song Zhen's powerful pressure fell on him, the "fire column" beside Yang Che suddenly exploded with a bang.

The ghost cultivator Mei finally escaped.

The moment she escaped, she helped Yang Che easily eliminate Song Zhen's Mahayana pressure.

When Mei also revealed the breath of a Mahayana monk, Song Zhen's body wrapped in a black robe paused obviously!

"Mei, you... you have advanced to... the Mahayana realm?"

The red-haired one-eyed old man 'Chi', one of the four ghost cultivators of Chimei, was so shocked that he couldn't even speak clearly when he sensed that Mei's aura was actually that of a Mahayana cultivator.

The reason why he was so shocked was that as a ghost cultivator, he knew very clearly that it was impossible to survive the Mahayana thunder tribulation without going to the underworld.

Even Mrs. Feng, who had been in the state of great perfection for many years, had always been hesitant to take that step.

But Mei successfully advanced to the Mahayana realm. If Mei told him the method, wouldn't he be able to do it too...

In an instant, the red-haired one-eyed old man 'Chi' was determined to stand on Mei's side no matter what.

In this way, he would definitely have the hope and opportunity to advance to the Mahayana realm in the future.

However, just when he thought of this, a blazing flame that turned into a flying bird instantly pierced through his forehead.

It was Jiang Que who made the move.

Jiang Que, a master-level cultivator, was even stronger than Lady Feng.

Chi did not dare to be careless, and immediately offered a pale yellow round shield to block the position between his eyebrows, and then his body shook and rushed towards Mei and Yang Che.

How could Jiang Que let him do as he wished, and his big hand burning with fire suddenly slapped Chi's back.

At this time, although Song Zhen, who he had high hopes for, was entangled by Mei who unexpectedly advanced to the Mahayana stage, Jiang Que was the strongest among the remaining cultivators. Even if there were three master-level cultivators around Yang Che, he Jiang Que was not afraid.

Because Jiang Que had already sensed that the three master-level cultivators who had just appeared beside Yang Che had just stepped into the threshold of the master level.

In addition, fire originally had a restraint on ghost cultivators, so Lady Feng was killed so easily.

And he, Jiang Que, was not a ghost cultivator, and he was also good at "fire", and he got the "Jiang Fire" from the ancient Jiang family, an ancient family of ancient immortal cultivators.

He snorted coldly and said to the last tall black-robed monk beside him:

"Shi Wu, leave here immediately and let the 'family head' get the news and come in here."

"Yes, Lord Que." Shi Wu respectfully accepted the order and left.

Jiang Que glanced at the end of the sea of ​​fire. Although the altar was shrouded in rotating flames and could not be seen clearly, and his spiritual sense was greatly suppressed, he could not sense the breath emanating from the stone platform clearly, but this did not prevent him from preparing to climb the altar and perform the family secret 'ritual' that only he knew.

But before that, he must kill Yang Che and Chi Mei first.

Especially this Yang Che, damn it!

Back then, he finally left a remnant soul of his son, waiting to revive his son in the future and take him back to the Jiang clan of Renjing City, but he did not expect that he would die in the hands of Yang Che in the end.

That was hope.

When hope is shattered, it always makes people despair.

Poor Jiang Wu didn't know his parents were Jiang Que and Lady Feng from the Jiang Clan in the spirit world until his death.

If he hadn't been unable to leave the Jiang Clan, he would have gone to find Yang Che and tortured him to death.

"My son, you should take a good look in the spirit of heaven. Today, your father will kill your enemy for you."

The ugly scar on Jiang Que's face was twisted, and his eyes like a venomous snake stared at Yang Che.

"What?"

Jiang Que was shocked, and then he didn't dare to hesitate and entered the sea of ​​fire, rushing towards the altar.

At this time, Yang Che had already reached the edge of the altar.

In order not to be disturbed, the Jiang family's great ancestor, the red-faced old man, sealed the center of the altar with a "fire array" as soon as he stepped onto the altar. At this time, some mysterious ritual was being performed in the center of the altar sealed by the fire array.

Yang Che opened his Immortal Demon Eye and could see the center of the altar. The red-faced old man in the soul state was constantly absorbing the strange seals cast by the red-faced old man with a skeleton-like body. His original painful expression was no longer there, but was replaced by an increasingly calm and indifferent face.

Yang Che took out the Qianyuan Thorn, injected a large amount of pseudo-chaotic power, and stabbed the "fire array" on the altar fiercely.

The fire array trembled for a while and then returned to its original state.

Yang Che's eyes were slightly cold, but he didn't look surprised.

Putting away the Qianyuan Thorn, Yang Che slowly turned around.

Jiang Que had already killed the ghost cultivator, the red-haired, one-eyed old man Chi, and was rapidly approaching the altar.

Yang Che sensed strangely that as Jiang Que got closer, the ‘soul red-faced old man’ on the altar was getting more and more excited.

His eyes sank slightly, and Yang Che had to temporarily give up the idea of ​​breaking the altar's sealed fire formation.

Because Jiang Que had already come close.

Without any words, Jiang Que came up with a ‘killing move’.

A flying bird flame, like a meteor breaking through the air, cut directly into Yang Che's brow.

Yang Che smiled strangely, and did not dodge.

The flying bird flame directly ‘pierced’ his brow.

The middle-aged man Jiang Que on the opposite side was stunned.

He never believed that he could easily kill Yang Che in this way.

Sure enough, Yang Che was still standing there intact.

And the ‘flying bird flame’ disappeared immediately after entering his brow.

At this moment, Yang Che's face was cold, staring at Jiang Que motionlessly, but his heart was overjoyed, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was "ecstatic".

Because the moment the "bird flame" shot over, he directly tried to use the "eyebrow space", and he successfully swallowed the "bird flame".

And the bird flame swallowed into the eyebrow space, Yang Che immediately refined it and turned it into a trace of energy to enhance the gray space.

But the next moment, Yang Che's expression immediately became solemn again.

Because outside the sea of ​​fire, Jiang Chongxuan, the head of the Jiang family, arrived with a group of elders of the Jiang family.