After driving the corpse 9 years ago, it was suddenly discovered that it was a fairy

Chapter 105
It has been many years since Patriarch Dengtian stepped into the late stage of Zhanying Realm.

For these years, he has been retreating, just to make preparations and become an immortal.

But he knew very well in his heart that with his cultivation base, he couldn't control the Pangu ax at all.

Bian Lang's strength made him extremely desperate at this moment.

However, this despair didn't last long, Bian Lang swung his ax again.

The Patriarch Dengtian knew that he was too naive. If he had followed Li Ziyi's advice, Dengtian Pavilion would not have ended up like this.

There is no point in fighting Bian Lang now, the only way is to escape with his life and get through the disaster as soon as possible.

It is really not easy for him to be able to reach his current position due to the hardships of cultivating immortals.

A great journey to immortality cannot be ruined by Bian Lang's axe.

The Patriarch Dengtian teleported and wanted to escape, but was horrified to find that he could not use teleportation.

When the cultivation base reaches the Nascent Soul Realm, one can learn teleportation.

Teleportation is equivalent to shrinking the ground to an inch, how far one can teleport at a time is related to the level of cultivation.

Naturally, the monks in the Nascent Soul Realm cannot be compared with the ancestors in the Zhanying Realm.

Bian Lang stretched out his left hand, his powerful skill was like a super suction cup, making the ancestor Dengtian unable to move.

"Ancestor, is this trying to escape?" Bian Lang turned the Pangu ax with his right hand, with a playful look on his face.

I feel that the strength of Patriarch Dengtian seems to be inferior to Patriarch Qingshan.

The Patriarch Dengtian asked in a quack voice, "Who are you?"

"Bian Lang, the corpse exorcist in Fort Justice," Bian Lang said.

The Patriarch Dengtian asked again: "From the other side of the river?"

A person as strong as Bianlang can only come from the opposite bank of the Tongtian River.

Bian Lang wanted to split the head of Patriarch Dengtian with an axe, but he was taken aback when he heard this, and asked, "Do you know the world across the river?"

Now the patriarch Dengtian knows very well that he alone is definitely not Bian Lang's opponent.

If you want to survive, you have to take care of what Bian Lang is most interested in.

People living on this continent today know very little about the world on the other side of the river.

Even for a person like Patriarch Qingshan, his knowledge is very limited.

"If you want to know, let's sit down and have a good chat." The ancestor ascended the sky with a wicked smile.

Bian Lang slowly put down the Pangu axe, but did not withdraw his left hand.

For an old fox like Dengtian Patriarch, if he is not careful, he will slip through his fingers like a loach.

Bian Lang smiled and said, "I just want to know how to cross the river."

"There is a magic weapon that can cross the river, but this magic weapon is on the other side of the river." Dengtian Patriarch said.

Bian Lang frowned slightly, as if Patriarch Dengtian was about to say something very important, but when he opened his mouth, it was all fucking nonsense.

Bian Lang held back his temper and asked, "What else can I do?"

"No more." Patriarch Dengtian shook his head.

With the passage of time, the people living in this continent have long wondered where their ancestors came from.

Bian Lang said speechlessly: "What a waste of time."

"But I have a way..." Patriarch Dengtian sensed Bian Lang's murderous intent and quickly changed his words.

Unexpectedly, Bian Lang shot violently, and slapped Patriarch Dengtian on the forehead with his palm.

A milky white liquid shot out from the back of Dengtian Patriarch's head, and Dengtian Patriarch's body also fell down slowly.

Bian Lang carried the corpse of the ancestor Dengtian back to the pond, seeing that the sky was getting better, and prepared to let Ao Feng's corpse crawl out by itself.

"Bian Lang, the ancestor is really weaker than an ant in front of you." Liu Yi's eyes were full of admiration.

The Zhanying Patriarch is already the strongest in this continent, especially the late Zhanying Patriarch like Dengtian Patriarch, who is only one step away from becoming an immortal.

As a result, in front of Bian Lang, he was really vulnerable.

"Master..." Mo Qiao, who was standing beside him, suddenly saw Li Ziyi, and his voice trembled with fright.

If it weren't for her betrayal, Bian Lang might have turned into blood after drinking that bowl of chicken soup.

However, Li Ziyi didn't look at Mo Qiao directly, but walked towards Bian Lang with a smile, and said, "Master Bian, Deng Tian is an old man with a vicious heart..."

"Governor Li's heart is not vicious?" Bian Lang interrupted Li Ziyi.

When Dengtian Pavilion was collapsed by Bian Lang, Li Ziyi escaped with his life by luck.

Originally, she had a lot of opportunities to escape, but she was really unwilling to escape like this.

Seeing that Patriarch Dengtian died at the hands of Bian Lang, she decided to take a gamble.

"I was threatened by the ancestor..." Li Ziyi had already thought up the words for sophistry.

Bian Lang said with a smile: "I do things, and I like to avoid future troubles."

If you want to avoid future troubles, you have to cut the weeds and get rid of the roots.

"Bian Lang, if you want to go to the other side of the river, you can't do without..." Li Ziyi felt that she had to say something useful, to make Bian Lang feel that she was still useful, otherwise Bian Lang would definitely be like killing the patriarch Dengtian Kill him like that.

Unexpectedly, before she finished speaking, Bian Lang already killed her with a palm.

Mo Qiao was taken aback. Unexpectedly, Bian Lang killed as soon as he said it, and he was really merciless.

The disciples who survived Dengtian Pavilion all chose to flee when they saw their ancestors being killed.

Even the ancestors couldn't beat the side waves, they would only die in vain if they rushed up.

If Li Ziyi had escaped, he would not have left his life here.

Liu Yi felt that it was right for Bian Lang to do what he did. If Li Ziyi's life was spared today, there was no guarantee that Li Ziyi would not bite back in the future.

In fact, she felt that Mo Qiao couldn't stay, and she couldn't be soft-hearted to her just because Mo Qiao had a good relationship with Sun Wuse.

But she chooses to keep silent, in these matters, it is best not to intervene.

Bian Lang then stuck the talisman on Ao Feng's head, and gently shook the soul-destroying bell.

In the silent night, the ringing of the Dementor Bell is very clear.

"Get up." Bian Lang shouted.

Ao Feng's head suddenly lifted, his body twisted, mud splashed, and he slowly crawled out from the ground.

Ao Feng's corpse was a hundred feet long, standing up like a pillar supporting the sky.

It is impossible for Ao Feng to transform into a human form now.

Fortunately, dragons can fly. This time, there is plenty of time to chase the corpses, so it should be the easiest.

By the way, Bian Lang also took the bodies of Patriarch Dengtian and Li Ziyi with him.

Since the Xishen pavilions are all in this world, for the Xishen pavilion, the more Xishen pavilions that come to the pavilion, the better.

After getting ready, Bian Lang said to Mo Qiao: "Go back to the foggy forest first."

"Okay." Mo Qiao nodded, planning to leave at night.

The disciples who escaped from Dengtian Pavilion are likely to attack her.

Originally, she wanted to follow Bian Lang, but now she was rejected by Bian Lang, so she naturally didn't dare to talk anymore.

I was afraid that as long as I said a wrong sentence, I would be slapped to death by Bian Lang.

In that case, she would never see Sun Wuse again.

After Mo Qiao left, Bian Lang controlled Ao Feng's body to fly into the sky.

Although this place is far away from the Xishen Pavilion, but with Ao Feng's speed, it will definitely arrive overnight.

Standing on the dragon's back, the night wind was like a knife, and Liu Yi's heart was beating wildly.

"Bian Lang, can't you slow down?" After a while, Liu Yi couldn't help but said.

Bian Lang said: "There is a time limit for manipulating dead bodies, Ao Feng must go all out, maybe we will be able to reach the Xishen Pavilion before that time."

Liu Yi shook her head, it was the first time she had heard of the Xishen Pavilion, and she was also full of curiosity about that place.

(End of this chapter)