Great Song catcher

Chapter 69 Evacuation
At this moment, there was another loud sound of footsteps at the entrance of the underground palace.

Nie Feng turned around and saw that they were all those loose martial artists in the Jianghu, as well as people from other small aristocratic sects.

Just now when Nie Feng and his group entered the underground palace, it wasn't that the others didn't see it, but they didn't dare to come in after seeing it, for fear of offending these experts and bringing disaster to themselves.

Especially the words of the blood prison gate master made everyone who heard it terrified.

So they waited for these top sect masters to leave before they dared to come in.

But when they came in, they found that Nie Feng was still here.

Moreover, the entire underground palace was empty, except for the stone platform in front of Nie Feng, there was nothing else.

"Everyone, what's the matter?"

Nie Feng looked at the people who came in, and asked calmly.

"Give it over!"

A big man with a black face and beard rushed over with red eyes, holding a scimitar with a cold light in his hand, and slashed at Nie Feng, without considering whether he was Nie Feng's opponent at all.

He was able to survive the fierce fight, and even won a magic weapon, which is enough to prove his strength, but it's a pity that people's hearts are not enough.

Nie Feng sighed softly, but there was no mercy in his hands.

The big halberd was like a trapped dragon coming out of the abyss, a thunder flashed in the underground palace, and the tip of the halberd pierced through the body of the bearded man in an instant.

Then his right hand twisted slightly, the tyrannical force spread along the edge of the halberd, and the body of the bearded man suddenly became torn apart.

Such a bloody scene made everyone who came in gasp.

"roll!"

A shout that contained a strong killing intent echoed in the underground palace.

Everyone followed the sound, and saw that Nie Feng's eyes suddenly became blood red, and the murderous aura raged on his body. The voice did not have the slightest emotional warmth, and the monstrous devilish energy formed a demon god behind him, and the hand holding the halberd trembled even more. Stop, as if suppressing something.

Mountainous pressure filled the underground palace, making it difficult for everyone to breathe, as if they were in a ghost hell.

"Get out of here!"

Nie Feng shouted angrily, and the halberd in his hand fell across the air. The piercing black edge split the ground, almost splitting the entire underground palace in two!
"He...he's not a human... let's go!"

Finally, someone couldn't bear the pressure, let out a terrified cry, turned around and rushed up!

But there were also some people with dull expressions, stared blankly and collapsed to the ground, giggling non-stop, and were actually frightened crazy by Nie Feng!
Those who can achieve innate martial arts are extremely strong in spirit and will, but they can be frightened stupid by Nie Feng, which is really unbelievable.

After a while, the murderous aura on Nie Feng's body gradually faded, as if he had just been fished out of the water, his clothes were soaked in cold sweat.

"How... how could this be?"

Nie Feng knelt on the ground with one knee, his body trembling constantly, and his eyes were full of fear.

At that moment just now, for some reason, he suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an endless hell, his heart was filled with brutal killing intent and hostility, and endless negative emotions gathered on him, as if he had become another person.

If it wasn't suppressed by the golden seal of merit in the sea of ​​void consciousness, I'm afraid that none of the people who just came in would be able to leave alive.

"Heavenly Demon Transforming Blood Divine Art..."

"Could it be the sequelae of practicing this set of martial arts?"

"No... not right!"

Nie Feng shook his head, overturning the idea in his heart again.

Although the Heavenly Demon Blood Transformation Divine Art is domineering, but his practice is still short, it is not enough to affect him, and just now, the Heavenly Demon Blood Transformation Divine Art seems to be automatically running through the meridians in his body...

"Could it be..."

Nie Feng suddenly looked at the halberd in his hand.

Only then did he realize that the bloody lines on the body of the halberd became more vivid, and the looming black energy was even more frightening.

"What a domineering demonic energy!"

Nie Feng's complexion changed slightly, and the devilish energy emitted from the halberd body was very similar to the demonic energy of the Heavenly Demon Transforming Blood Divine Art, but it was more pure, domineering, and tyrannical in comparison!
It has been recorded in ancient books that it is said that the magical weapons of the ancient times all have their unique spirituality, which can subtly influence the mind of the user.

If the user's will is not firm, then the weapon will counterattack its owner.

If the demonic energy contained in this halberd were used to perform the divine skill of transforming blood into blood, the consequences would be unimaginable...

"Reward the good and punish the evil, seal!"

Thinking of this, Nie Feng activated his magical powers, and a faint golden light appeared on the body of the halberd, temporarily suppressing the looming demon energy.

The moment the seal was completed, the palpitations in Nie Feng's body disappeared without a trace.

Nie Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

Before you are sure about suppressing the Heavenly Demon's Blood Transforming Magic Art, this martial art must not be used indiscriminately, and this halberd is the same. If it is not a last resort, try not to let the halberd edge drink blood, otherwise the demonic energy will increase day by day.

A fast catcher with six doors, who has practiced these magic skills, can easily cause trouble for himself.

"Nie Feng."

At this time, Zhao Yuan's voice suddenly came over.

"Miss Zhao, what's the matter?"

Nie Feng sighed secretly, knowing that trouble was coming.

"Did you kill Zhao Kang?"

Zhao Yuan's tone was still cold, as if she was talking about an insignificant stranger.

Nie Feng stood up from the ground and brushed the dust off his body, but before he could speak, a voice said:

"Miss Zhao, your younger brother died at the hands of Tang Que. Catcher Zhao already knew this. Didn't he tell you?"

Peng Tao led a team of guards, walked down from the underground palace, and came to Nie Feng.

"Why are you here? Didn't I tell you to wait outside?"

Seeing Peng Tao coming down, Nie Feng was a little surprised.

"It's been several days, and you haven't heard anything about it. Catcher Meng was worried that something might happen, so he asked me to bring someone in to meet you." Peng Tao said in a low voice.

"Several days? What do you mean?"

Nie Feng frowned slightly. It has only been half a day since he came in. How could it take several days?
Could it be that the flow of time here is different from that outside?

At the moment when the two were talking, Zhao Yuan had an extra ice sword in his hand, and a sword energy as cold as ice swept towards the two of them, and the ground where it passed quickly condensed into ice.

"Crazy bitch!"

Peng Tao was slightly angry in his heart, and rolled the long knife in his hand, the light of the knife split the incoming sword energy, and the guards who came down together raised their bows one after another, aiming at Zhao Yuan's chest and head.

"The ghost doctor has already examined it. Brother Ling's death has nothing to do with me. He was killed by Tang Que's magic power."

Nie Feng looked very helpless.

"But just now someone said that you also know magic skills!"

Zhao Yuan turned a deaf ear to the guards and just looked at Nie Feng coldly.

"Now there are eighty if not a hundred people who understand magic and martial arts. Could it be that they are all the murderers who killed your brother?" Peng Tao said angrily: "We still have business to do now, can you stop making trouble here? !"

Nie Feng also said: "Miss Zhao, if you don't believe me, you can ask the ghost doctor yourself after you get out, but please leave here for now."

Looking at the divine arm bows ready to go, even if Zhao Yuan didn't want to, she could only retreat temporarily, and as Peng Tao said, even if Nie Feng knew the magic skills, there was no way to prove that he was the one who killed Zhao Kang. murderer.

"Did you get something?" Peng Tao asked.

Nie Feng nodded and said, "This is not a place to talk, let's go out first."

"Take all these boxes!" Nie Feng said to the guards again.

Of these six boxes, except for the first one on the far right, the other five are ordinary boxes. Nie Feng's true energy almost melted them, and he couldn't find anything else.

At this moment, the battle above has also ended, and many magic weapons and treasures have been divided up.

In order to compete for these things, many forces have disappeared, and even those who get the treasure will be seriously injured.

Worth it or not, no one can tell.

(End of this chapter)