Wrath of the Immortal

"Open it immediately, otherwise, your soul will fly away..."

Xiao Chen said coldly, and released huge murderous aura from all over his body.

This murderous aura turned into an invisible attack and fell on Yan Zhiming instantly.

Yan Zhiming felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and the energy in his body was on the verge of collapse.

He knew in his heart that if he did not open the eighteen-level formation, he would definitely die.

However, if it is really opened, the people over there will not let him go.

Just when Yan Zhiming was thinking about it, he saw a magic weapon that frightened him.

"Come on the banner!!!"

Xiao Chen gave a low drink and raised the soul-nurturing flag, which was suspended in the hall.

The black flag exudes the aura of death, and you can see the looming soul.

One of the souls came from Shentu Feibo, whose aura was somewhat similar to that of Shentu Feijun.

Yan Zhiming mistakenly thought that Xiao Chen had killed the immortal, and he was so frightened that he became incontinent.

"Don't kill me, I'll open the eighteenth underground floor..."

In order to survive, Yan Zhiming gritted his teeth and fired a secret spell.

Immediately afterwards, a strange teleportation array appeared in the middle of the hall.

Outside this teleportation array, there is a black aura, and ghosts cry and whimper from time to time.

"Get in!!!"

Xiao Chen did not enter immediately, but shouted to Yan Zhiming.

"Senior, you can't go there..."

As soon as Yan Zhiming finished speaking, he was interrupted by Xiao Chen's eyes.

Xiao Chen's eyes were cold and ruthless, and the depths of his pupils exuded a monstrous murderous intent.

Yan Zhiming had a feeling that if the other party wanted to kill him, all he needed to do was look at him.

In desperation, he could only bite the bullet and quickly enter the teleportation array.

Xiao Chen glanced at Donglu Evergrande again and motioned for him to follow closely.

"Senior, I am your loyal bitch, can you not let me go?"

How could Donglu Hengda dare to go in? He knelt on the ground and kowtowed to beg for mercy.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? The boss lets you in. That's the blessing you have earned in eighteen lifetimes..."

When Kunpeng was full, he turned into a human and walked in, kicking Donglu Hengda out of the teleportation array.

At the same time, Xiao Chen's spiritual consciousness landed on Donglu Hengda.

When he discovered that Donglu Hengda was not dead after entering, he took Kunpeng inside.

Yama Hall, eighteen floors underground, is an extremely mysterious place.

Only the top brass of the Yan family knew that this was the secret passage leading to the Yin Corpse Sect.

When Shentu Feijun left the corpse-raising place, he also used this place to escape using secret techniques.

The eighteenth floor underground was extremely dark, and the sounds of ghosts crying and wolf howling kept coming.

This kind of sound is not only creepy, but also contains the power to shock the mind.

Even a monk like Yan Zhiming, who is halfway back to his original state, cannot resist the invasion of sound.

Therefore, as soon as Yan Zhiming finished the transmission, he collapsed on the ground.

Donglu Evergrande was not much better. Seeing such a terrifying environment, they fainted.

After Xiao Chen and Kunpeng arrived, they saw the two of them scared like this, and the latter's eyes were full of disdain.

"You guys, weaklings like you, are worthy of being cultivators of immortality. Damn it..."

After Kunpeng finished cursing, he was also shocked when he saw the scene in front of him.

Not far away, blood shot into the sky.

The thick bloody mist lingers in the square inch space.

Gusts of sinister wind blow in your face, making people want to vomit after smelling it.

What's even more terrifying is that there is a scarlet river directly ahead.

In this river, human limbs can be seen, including internal organs and bones.

There is a dead tree next to the river. The shape of the tree is very similar to the three trees of Pangu Star.

The corpses of immortal cultivators were hung on the trees, and the skeletons of many of them were completely transformed into jade.

It can be seen that their cultivation level was extremely high during their lifetime, at least reaching the Guiyuan stage.

Xiao Chen took a look, his eyes were deep, and his heart was full of horror.

These corpses were all turned into mummies, still retaining the miserable appearance of being tortured before death.

The 18th floor underground doesn't look like a world that humans should live in. It's simply a devil's hell.

"Boss, this place is too scary. Why don't you retreat first?"

Kunpeng has always been very courageous, but now he was frightened and said with a horrified expression.

"What are you afraid of? It's just a small skill..."

Xiao Chen sneered and fired a magic spell in front of him.

He thought it was an illusion, but he was wrong.

After this spell was played, the surrounding scene did not change at all.

"Boom!!!"

A loud noise echoed suddenly.

The sound was astonishingly loud, like thunder exploding in my ears.

The surrounding scene has undergone tremendous changes.

A streak of blood rose into the sky.

The strong smell of blood assaults your nostrils.

The ground was shaking and blood was churning.

The extremely terrifying evil spirit filled the space between heaven and earth.

The dim light around him also turned blood red in an instant.

"Life is the beginning of death, death is the end of life..."

Eerie and eerie sounds kept coming from the underground.

This sound seemed to pull all living things underground and bury them.

Sure enough, after a few breaths, the ground quickly cracked.

Invisible big hands grabbed Yan Zhiming and Donglu Hengda.

"Sir, don't kill me, I am the eldest elder of the Yan family..."

Feeling that his body was being dragged underground, Yan Zhiming's expression changed drastically and he shouted.

As soon as these words were spoken, those big hands disappeared and a group of figures appeared out of thin air.

"Yan Zhiming, what are you doing here?"

The leader, with a gloomy face, questioned Yan Zhiming.

"Sir, I didn't want to come here, but someone forced me to come..."

After Yan Zhiming finished speaking briefly, he raised his trembling hand and pointed to Xiao Chen next to him.

The man was slightly stunned, and turned to look in the direction pointed by Yan Zhiming.

When their eyes met, Xiao Chen frowned, and the other party was also surprised.

This guy looked exactly like Zhao Tiangang, but his eyes were slightly different.

It can be seen that the two are twins, brothers from the same father and mother.

"You killed my eldest brother?"

Zhao Disha's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he roared angrily.

"Take me to the Yinshi Sect to see your Sect Master..."

Xiao Chen was too lazy to talk nonsense and went straight to the point.

"You are worthy of seeing the Sect Master?"

"Don't you look at what you are."

"Brothers, kill him and avenge my eldest brother."

"..."

Zhao Disha looked at the people around him and said in an imperative tone.

"Brother Disha, have you forgotten what the Sect Master said before you came?"

"If this kid wants to go to Yinshi Sect, just take him there."

"Your elder brother won't die. The Sect Master has a way to revive him."

"..."

One of the Yinshi Sect disciples said in a voice transmission.

"Hmph! This kid got a bargain. I can't kill him myself."

Zhao Disha hesitated for a moment, glared at Xiao Chen, and said in a voice transmission with some reluctance.

Just when he was about to tell the Sect Master what he meant and take Xiao Chen to Yinshi Sect.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Chen's next sentence almost made him angry to death.