Descending from the Heavens: Maximum Level Talent

Chapter 167 The Blood Refining Hall collapsed, the magic weapon Shanhe Fan

No one answered.

Those who responded to the old boss were still mummies falling to the ground and shattered into pieces!

All the disciples moved quickly, their hearts trembled, their faces were pale, and they were terrified!

Encountering this kind of enemy that comes and goes without a trace, and can't even see its shadow, many elite disciples of the Blood Refining Hall are trembling with fear, their eyes are rounded with fear, and they twist their necks from time to time, looking in all directions, concentrating. Waiting, for fear that the next second, that hand will appear on their shoulders! !

"Senior, please don't do anything again!"

The old man watched with big eyes as more than a dozen people turned into mummies and fell into the void. They fell to the ground and were smashed to pieces. He couldn't help but get angry and roared:
"We are all members of the Demon Cult and have the same enemies. Why should we kill each other and take measures that will make our relatives angry and our enemies happy?! Senior, please stop immediately. If our Blood Refining Hall offends our seniors, we will I am willing to atone and compensate! Please stop immediately..."

The old man said the words "stop immediately" and emphasized it several times, but what he got was still corpses that fell to the ground.

"...!!"

The old man was shaking like chaff, and he couldn't tell whether it was fear and panic, or shock, anger, and hatred.

Faced with attacks from masters, Blood Refining Hall had almost no power to fight back.

A master can easily kill a new and powerful sect of magic that is booming and developing rapidly! He could easily destroy everything he had worked so hard to build over his years.

If the other party sends one person to attack, they will almost be killed. If they send another master, won't their Blood Refining Hall be completely destroyed? !

Ah Zi, Quan Guanqing, Zhao Zhijing, Ye Erniang and others can all be said to be magic geniuses. With a group of geniuses of this caliber gathered around him, the future of the Blood Refining Hall must be brilliant.

The elder brother thought of the envoy specially sent by the Ghost King Sect not long ago, and couldn't help but feel moved in his heart. He hurriedly said loudly: "As long as you stop, everything will be easy to talk about."

But the old man had no choice.

His pair of red demonic eyes shot out two rays of red light in all directions from time to time, but nothing came of it.

"No matter who comes, as long as you stop, we, we are willing to surrender!"

The visitors' whereabouts are erratic and appear and disappear, just like ghosts and gods coming to the world. In the words of the players, it is simply a 'dimensionality-reducing blow' to them! '

But the people in the dark had no intention of stopping, and even began to dispatch magical weapons and magic weapons. However, they saw dazzling streams of light flashing away in the dark, heads flying into the sky one by one, and the rich and pungent blood. The smell filled his mouth and nose, and the old man looked pale. His whole person had gone from the initial anger and hatred to the current powerlessness, fear, and helplessness. Listening to the screams of the disciples one after another, the old man was filled with grief and anger:

'Is this the ability of a peerless master? ! '

He was so high-spirited that he also issued an "evil pursuit order" for Ji Shu who killed Wild Dog Taoist and Ye Erniang! '

The word surrender is extremely heavy and difficult.

At this moment, the old man's desire to become a master reached an unprecedented peak.

The old man shuddered. In his opinion, none of the seemingly righteous masters were so powerful. However, when he thought that the mysterious masters were probably demonic figures who were good at evil spells and sneak attacks and killings, he felt relieved and fought openly and honestly. The righteous way is good at killing, while the evil way is good at heresy. This mysterious master's heresy has obviously reached the pinnacle level. If he wants to turn their blood refining hall upside down, it can be said that it is effortless!

In the past few years, he has been trying hard to win over the time-travelers because he found that many of these time-travelers have surprisingly good qualifications, and many of them can be said to be magic geniuses who can practice the methods of the Blood Refining Hall at an extremely fast speed.

The old man's heart was bleeding.

Brush brush!
Three heads flew up in front of the old boss. They were his cronies Yin Kexi, Ma Guangzuo, and Qiu Qianzhang.

"But Master Ghost King Sect? Please don't kill me anymore. Our Blood Refining Hall is willing to sincerely cooperate with your sect!"

At first, he didn't know who Ji Shu was, until a player joined the Blood Refining Hall. When investigating the death of Ye Erniang, he learned Ji Shu's appearance from a bystander. The player concluded that this person was the player Ji Shu, who was 20 years old. The boss was furious and issued a kill order without hesitation. He also said: As long as Ji Shu is captured, regardless of life or death, the other party can choose three treasures from the Blood Refining Hall's treasure house!
But during this period, he didn't have any news about Ji Shu. He also realized that the Blood Refining Hall's foundation was too shallow and needed to be developed vigorously. And now the mysterious man suddenly came in, which made him realize that the Blood Refining Hall had a clear understanding of the blood refining hall. The church’s Achilles’ heel! !
That means there are no experts in charge.

'I will give in to the opponent temporarily. When you become a master in the future, you can recruit a team of people and build a new mountain. There is no need to fight with the other party now. Keeping the green hills, you don’t have to worry about running out of firewood! '

Among the three, Qiu Qianzhang, in particular, was very much to the old man's liking, but now he died in front of him, with blood pouring from his neck and all over his body!
The elder was slightly startled, but Lin Feng had a face full of fear. He flew to the ground, leaned against the cave wall, holding the magic weapon Mountain River Fan, in a defensive position, and shouted towards the darkness, "Senior, I am a relative of Feng Yue, the ancestor of Jieshi Mountain." Lin Feng, if you’re not from the Blood Refining Hall, you can’t kill me!”

The stream of light in the dark flashed in the void, avoiding Lin Feng, and hit several other disciples of the Blood Refining Hall with a bang, but several screams were heard, bang! Snap! Like dumplings being dropped, several more headless corpses appeared in front of Lin Feng. Lin Feng was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. He was secretly glad that he had a backer, otherwise what happened to others just now might have happened to him. However, no Wait for him to relax and brush!
A cone-shaped weapon suddenly appeared beside him, and before he could react, poof! His right arm flew up, along with the mountain and river fan he held in his right hand.

'ah! ! Lin Feng screamed and cried out in pain. When he saw the magic weapon flying up, he instinctively stretched out his left hand to catch it. One of his hands was cut off. He still wanted to get the magic weapon. It can be imagined that this magic weapon was very difficult for him. How important it was, but it was too late to say it, but he saw a dark red light flashing in front of his eyes like a whip lock. The next moment, the whip lock took the mountain and river fan and disappeared into the depths of darkness and disappeared. .

"My precious fan!"

Lin Feng shouted loudly, as if his parents were dead, his face became ferocious and twisted!

He seemed to know that he was doomed, so he smashed the jar and roared:
"You killed me and stole my ancestor's precious fan. My ancestor will not let you go!"'

Sonorous!

A flying sword came from the sky, and dozens or hundreds of sword shadows appeared halfway. These sword shadows were like dense meteors flying down, and they fell towards the position of Lin Feng and others in an instant. Lin Feng and others dodged. But he could often avoid this sword shadow, but he couldn't avoid that one. Several people, including him, were pierced through the chest by the sword shadow, puff!
After the sword shadow passed through their bodies, it still persisted and shot towards the other disciples.

"These sword shadows are actually real!!"

Lin Feng lowered his head slightly and saw only a few lacerated wounds penetrated by the shadow of the sword.

The wound is transparent and happens to be in the heart and other vital areas.

'What a fast sword! '

'What a wonderful swordsmanship! '

'Who in the world of magic can have such a sharp and powerful swordsmanship? ! '

Lin Feng staggered and leaned against the cave wall, raising his head slightly, trying to let himself see clearly who the visitor was, but he could not see clearly who the visitor was until his death. He refused to close his eyes and was full of resentment, turning into a vicious ghost on the spot. Following the traces all the way to the direction of the Dead Soul Abyss, what I saw along the way was shocking. Elite masters were either sucked dry and turned into mummies, or had their arms and heads cut off directly, or they were pierced through the heart, abdomen, and neck!
The opponent seems to be proficient in the art of blood refining, blood-sucking, swordsmanship, invisibility, illusion, breath gathering, night vision, and photography...

Just the spell on display made Lin Feng feel dizzy.

'too strong! ! '

'I know so many spells, and these spells seem to have been practiced to an extremely sophisticated level. This man must be an old monster! ! '

'I must know who he is! ! '

Even in death.

We also need to find out who the murderer is! This has become his obsession. If he doesn't figure out who the killer is, his obsession will only become more and more fierce. In the end, he may become a ghost king!
'The old monster has come to the Blood Refining Hall, this new force. Isn't this bullying the small? ! '

Simply hateful!
brush!
With deep resentment, Lin Feng came to the huge cave above the Dead Soul Abyss with red eyes. Here, he saw the old man and others who were panicking. These people had fled here and had no way out, but they Still didn't see the murderer, he was still yelling weakly and in panic.

'A bunch of idiots! '

Lin Feng's ghostly eyes saw Ji Shu hiding in a corner of the top of the cave:

"There he is!"

He roared, pointing his finger at Ji Shu.

As a resentful ghost and a fierce ghost, and being near the Dead Spirit Abyss, the old man and others also saw his figure. After his finger, they all looked at him, and they happened to be facing Ji Shu's eyes. Together.

Seeing this, they were all shocked.

Ji Shu was clearly standing on the top of the cave with a sword under his feet, but none of them could see him? ! Is this evil? !
Or have you been blinded by a trick or a ghost? !
"who are you?"

The old man looked at Ji Shu, and he looked more and more familiar. A sudden flash of lightning flashed through his mind. He trembled and said with disbelief on his face:
"You, you, you are the player Ji Shu?!"

Ji Shu's figure spun and landed lightly on the ground. He carried three swords on his back, and hung a Liren awl and a ruler on his waist. At this moment, he was holding a mountain and river fan, looking at the old man and his group, and gently A smile:
"I heard that you guys have been looking for me. So I came here specially."

"...!!"

The old man's pupils were trembling, and his heart was filled with turmoil. It turned out to be the player Ji Shu? !
(End of this chapter)