Chapter 442: Death Mountain and River Illustration

Chapter 442: Death Mountains and Rivers

From the clothes of the corpse, it can be seen that more than 80 of them are disciples of the Holy Soul of Huangfu Shengzong, and more than 50 are disciples of Fu.

The remaining hundreds of corpses are the disciples of the Eternal Immortal Sect and the Soul Immortal Palace!

At this moment, two spirit boats rowed over the swamp, chasing one after the other, galloping towards the abyss of Burial God.

On the spirit boat in the rear, a burly and extraordinary disciple of the Eternal Immortal Sect: Cui Fan, looking at the spirit boat fleeing hundreds of miles ahead, said with a wicked smile:

"You can't escape the bereaved dogs of Huangfu Shengzong! If you are caught, Cui Mou said that if you can, you can keep your whole body, otherwise, if I catch it, all of your corpses will be shredded!"

Behind Cui Fan, more than 400 disciples of the Eternal Immortal Sect echoed and shouted: "Hahahaha, look at your miserable group of ants, how pitiful!"

"Don't stop the spirit boat quickly, otherwise, let's catch it, the man cramps to the bone, and the woman rapes to death!"

"..."

On the spirit boat that fled in front of them, there were thirty Huangfu Sacred Sect disciples standing with scars.

Among them, there are 19 male and female disciples headed by Ke Xinyi; the other 11 Fumai disciples headed by Huangfu Tingfeng.

At this moment, Ke Xinyi's breath was disordered, her face was pale, and there was a wisp of blood hanging from the corner of her mouth. There was a shocking wound on her chest, and it was obvious that someone had pierced her chest with a sword!

Huangfu listened to the wind beside her, and his body was covered with dozens of scars that could be seen deep in the bone. His expression was extremely ugly!

The disciples of the second pulse behind the two were even more appalling, their eyes revealing panic and anxiety, looking at Huangfu Tingfeng and Ke Xinyi, and asked in a low voice:

"Brother Huangfu, what should we do?"

"Brother Huangfu, will we die..."

"Senior Sister Ke, where are we going now!"

"..."

Hearing this, Huangfu suddenly turned around and glanced at everyone, "Quiet!"

Afterwards, Huangfu Tingfeng stepped forward to support Ke Xinyi, and said worriedly, "You are seriously injured, sit down and rest for a while."

"Hmm..." Ke Xinyi's lips parted lightly, a burst of blood poured out, her beautiful eyes showed a deep despair, and she said intermittently, "Senior Brother Huangfu, I... I'm afraid I can't do it anymore."

"Senior Sister Ke!" The disciples of the Holy Soul lineage looked sad.

"Don't think nonsense, you'll be fine." Huangfu Tingfeng helped Ke Xinyi sit on the spirit boat, and said softly, "You can recuperate in peace, and I'll take care of the rest."

Ke Xinyi raised her head tremblingly, stared at Huangfu Tingfeng, and said in a weak voice, "Brother Huangfu, there are 110 people in my holy soul line, and now these are the only ones who survive. If I die, I hope you can help me. They, let them walk out of the eternal land alive, can, can...?"

Huangfu Tingfeng sighed and nodded heavily, "Okay, I promise you!"

"Thank... thank you." Ke Xinyi finished speaking, she leaned on the spirit boat, looked up at the sky, a line of tears fell down her pale face, and muttered to herself, "Master, my disciple is sorry for you, the two you gave to my disciple. The task, the disciples have not completed."

"You asked Disciple to find a way to kill Tan Yun, Mu Mengji, and Xue Ziyan, but Disciple hasn't found them yet."

"You also let your disciples protect you, the disciples of the Holy Spirit are being tested, but... but so many people died..."

Ke Xinyi's unwilling voice, Huangfu listened to the wind in his ears, he frowned and didn't say anything, but looked back, looked at the 28 people, desperately said: "The most dangerous place is the safest place, now I propose to go to the God Burying Abyss!"

"Brother Huangfu, we all listen to you!" 28 people said in unison.

Behind him, Cui Fan on the spirit boat heard the words, and sneered in his heart, "An hour ago, I was ordered by the young master to go to the abyss of Burial God to check the cause of death of Brother Qingyang and others. Now, the people of Huangfu Shengzong are going to escape to Burial God. The abyss, hehehehe, is exactly what I want!"

...

At the same time, in the northeast direction of the entrance to the God Burying Abyss, among the mountains a million miles away, thick and huge sword beams sounded, accompanied by chattering and scolding:

"A bunch of idiots who still want to kill the truth! His grandmother's, if he has to force Lao Tzu to use a kitchen knife, he will kill me!"

"Boom!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"what!"

"Forgive me..."

The gravel splashed, the trees were broken in pieces, and in the screams and begging for mercy, the ten disciples of the Eternal Immortal Sect were bombarded into ten blood mists by the sword light!

Among the shattered mountains, the first strongman in the Fenglei lineage: Tucao Jun Lu Ren, holding a kitchen knife majestic, slaughtered all the enemies!

For this trial in the Land of Eternity, there are only fifty people in the Fenglei Lineage. Before entering the Land of Eternity, Lu Ren planned a meeting place and led 49 disciples of the Fenglei Lineage towards the abyss of the God Burial.

Strange to say, Lu Ren may have been unlucky, he took forty-nine disciples along the way, except when he passed through a swamp, only one was eaten alive by the monsters lurking in the swamp. In the middle of the month, I didn't encounter a single enemy.

Just now, I only met ten disciples of the Eternal Immortal Sect, and he was also killed by him holding a high-grade lightning-type treasured kitchen knife.

"Senior Brother Lu is mighty!"

"Senior Brother Lu, you're just like a husband and a husband!"

"That's right, our Senior Brother Lu is too powerful. He wiped out the enemy at two or three o'clock!"

"..."

The sound of the disciples' admiration and flattery echoed in his ears. Holding a kitchen knife, Lu Ren pointed at the disciples, and scolded: "You're amazing! I'm so amazing, why didn't you even make it to the top eight on the Wolong list?"

"Please flatter yourself, can you not be too fake? Didn't your mother see that the ten people just now were all unprofessional?"

"Hey hey hey, but you can compliment me on something else, such as Yushu Linfeng! Qiyu Bufan or something, you can."

Hearing this, the disciples were stunned and dumbfounded.

At this moment, suddenly, a gloomy laughter sounded like thunder and descended from the sky, "Fatty, since you said that the ten members of my sect you killed were not in the stream, how would you rate me?"

"Map of the mountains and rivers of death, kill me!"

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the sky trembled, and a scroll shot down from the hands of a young disciple of Eternal Immortal Sect in the sky. Suddenly, the scroll opened, like a picture of mountains and rivers!

The moment this scroll was opened, black light overflowed, and a black mountain peak of ten feet above it, as if alive, broke away from the scroll and suddenly became a huge mountain as high as a thousand feet!

"Buzzing—"

In the whole black mountain, the endless and vast force of death surged out, with a cracking void, in the dense space cracks, Lu Ren and other 49 people, who were facing the mountains, suddenly suppressed at a high speed!