Peerless War God

Tang Lianfeng frowned and stopped talking.    

He didn't want to say it. He didn't want to say it. He didn't dare to say it. Furthermore, he really didn't know where Chen Xiao was.    

He had two message jade slips in his hands. Through them, he could notify Chen Xiao to hurry over, but if he did so, it would be tantamount to betraying his master and luring him into a trap.    

The group of people in front of him did not come with good intentions. They were arrogant and had an extremely strong killing intent. From a glance, one could tell that they were not good people.    

If Senior was lured here, the result could be imagined. Tang Lianfeng had always been the type of person that didn't allow him to do this, so he chose to shut his mouth.    

A huge black cloak completely covered the man's body. His appearance could not be seen and a murderous aura condensed around him. It was incomparably cold and cruel, causing people to keep their distance.    

However, even though this person was trying his best to hide his identity, someone with an ulterior motive was able to recognize him at a glance.    

"Poison Corpse Ghost! He … he actually came! The Tang Clan is finished!"    

"What?" This person is the Poison Corpse Ghost. It is said that the opponents that were killed were refined into Poison Corpses to become terrifying evil cultivators that use their own attacks, especially the corpse of the female cultivator. It is said that there are special necrophobia. "    

"To think that it would be the Poison Corpse Ghost …"    

Numerous gasps and gasps could be heard as almost all of the cultivators subconsciously distanced themselves from the Poison Corpse Ghost, not daring to get close.    

When the Tang clansmen heard the name Poison Corpse Ghost, their faces turned pale. Some of the female cultivators even cried out in fear.    

They had also heard of Poison Corpse Ghost's reputation. If someone were to fall into his hands, not only would they suffer all kinds of inhuman torture, but they would also be refined into a Poison Corpse after death.    

When he thought of this, he felt grief from the bottom of his heart. He felt an incomparable sense of despair.    

"Humph!"    

The black-cloaked man sneered. He was very satisfied with everyone's reaction. He liked this kind of appearance where they were feared.    

No one dared to look down on him, nor did they dare to bully him. Those who had once bullied him and humiliated him were all oppressed after he succeeded in his evil arts cultivation. He killed himself and refined the poison into a corpse.    

"Tang Lianfeng, you already know the prestige of this sovereign, but you still haven't truthfully invited me in." The man wearing the black cloak shouted.    

Hearing this, Tang Lianfeng's expression turned even more bitter. He said helplessly: "This … that senior took the stone and left. As for his whereabouts, I don't even know."    

"Don't you know what's good for you. Do you really think this sovereign is easy to fool? Hmph, this noble one will take your so-called 'senior' for real. As long as you are able to lure him out, this noble one will let you go or your entire clan will be destroyed today. "    

The black cloaked man's killing intent soared to the heavens, incomparably domineering.    

A cold sweat flowed down Tang Lianfeng's face. What should he do now?    

"I will only give you three breaths of time to consider. One!"    

"Two!"    

"Three …"    

The Poison Corpse Ghost raised his hand and a blood-red infernal energy began to slowly condense in his palm.    

"Wait." At this time, Tang Lianfeng anxiously called out.    

"I can tell you where senior is, but how can you guarantee the safety of our entire clan? What if you don't keep your promise?"    

"Tsk tsk, you're just a mere Saint Ruler, what right do you have to bargain with me? Hurry up and say it, or else you'll die …."    

"This …"    

Tang Lianfeng's face was full of anxiety before he started to hesitate.    

"Quickly speak. This sovereign's patience is very limited." Poison Corpse said in an impatient tone.    

His appearance here had actually taken a great risk. As a famous evil cultivator of the Western Seas, he had long been on the wanted list of the Gold Island.    

Their appearance would be known by the Gold Island and they would send people to kill them.    

Therefore, he had to get the Slate before the Golden Island warriors arrived. No matter what, he had to get the news of the Slate's fall.    

Seeing Tang Lianfeng's anxious face while he was hesitating, Poison Corpse laughed sinisterly and said: "You brought this upon yourself. Die!"    

The bloody aura in his hand condensed into a skull. He flipped his palm and was about to hit Tang Lianfeng.    

Tang Lianfeng's eyes were wide open and filled with fear. Over a thousand of the Tang clansmen looked up at the sky in despair.    

Just when many of the cultivators on the sidelines thought that Poison Corpse Sect would start another massacre, exterminating the entire Tang Clan, and that the Tang Clan would be finished, the Blood Evil Skeleton suddenly disappeared without any warning.    

The black-cloaked man had been standing in mid-air with incomparable power and power, but he had fallen to the ground head first, sending dust flying everywhere.    

This scene caused all the cultivators to widen their eyes in bewilderment.    

However, there were a few evil cultivators who knew a lot about the Poison Corpse and quickly escaped after smelling something unusual.    

"What's going on? What happened? How did Poison Corpse Gui Zun fall? "    

"Heh, the one under the black cloak isn't any Poison Corpse Ghost. It's just a puppet Poison Corpse that is under his control. The Poison Corpse Ghost is still hiding somewhere else."    

At this time, a cultivator broke through the heavens, causing many people to cry out in alarm.    

Below, Tang Lianfeng let out a long breath and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his hand. Only then did he realize that his hand was trembling.    

At this moment, Chen Xiao was standing on a flying sword on an unremarkable small island ten miles away from Green Coconut Island. He held Qing Yan in his hand as he coldly stared at the miserable man in the deep pit below.    

The man's body was as thin as a mummy. His face was blue, and he looked exactly like a living corpse. He spat out dark green liquid from his mouth and collapsed in the deep ring shaped hole.    

This was the true form of the Poison Corpse Ghost. He controlled the poison corpse under the black cloak to threaten Tang Lianfeng.    

He had always been very careful and never made any moves with his main body. This was why he was able to survive after being hunted down by the Gold Island countless times.    

But this time, he encountered Chen Xiao, who could teleport. When he sensed danger, it would be too late for him to escape.    

"Spatial cultivator?" Poison Corpse Ghost's eyes were filled with malice and malice.    

"Don't you want the Slate? "I've come. If you have the ability, come and pick it up yourself." Chen Xiao said coldly.    

Poison Corpse's eyes flashed and he said: "So you are Tang Lianfeng's so-called senior. Hmph, since you personally came to deliver yourself to me, this senior will accept it."    

"A thousand miles floating corpse, go!"    

With a wave of his right hand, he summoned a large group of corpses, which looked extremely horrifying. These corpses were extremely ferocious, and most of them didn't even look like they were alive.    

There were a large number of corpses, around six to seven hundred of them. The weakest among them was at the Dao Emperor level, and the strongest had long hair all over their bodies.    

The sizes of these refined corpses varied, some were as thick as a small hill, some were no different from normal cultivators, and some could even fly in the sky.    

Under the control of the Poison Corpse Ghost, the black mass rushed towards Chen Xiao from all directions.    

"Souls that died at my hands, be angry and manic, vent all of your anger and kill the person in front of you." The Poison Corpse Honored Warrior scoffed, his face full of malice.    

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