Chapter 242 Corpse Refining Sect Branch Altar
In the heavy fog, the overwhelming sense of oppression came, making people panic and want to turn around and run away.
However, the three of them were not ordinary people. They looked as usual and were not affected by the oppressive feeling of the heavy fog.
The horse snorted and trotted forward without stopping.
The mental power of the three people was spread out to sense the surrounding environment.
Not long after, the fog surged wildly, and dozens of green eyes loomed in the fog.
"Senior, let me do it." Song Changming, the youngest among the three, spoke first.
"No need." Nan Wuji raised his hand, and there were eight red swords on his fingertips that Song Changming had seen before.
In one thought, the red sword flashed through the red light and disappeared into the heavy fog in an instant.
After a moment, the eight red swords flew back and turned into inner energy again and merged into Nan Wuji's body.
Song Changming saw it in his eyes. Although it was not the first time he saw it, he still couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
I don’t know what level of sword art this sword master masters, but his application of sword energy is truly unique and remarkable.
Before this, he had never seen the released inner energy being recycled again.
It has to be said that this skill is quite 'frugal'. If not for this, controlling the eight condensed red sword energy must be a huge consumption. How can it be retracted and released as freely as Nan Wuji.
The horses with the three people sitting on them did not stop and were still moving forward.
And those green beast eyes in the heavy fog have disappeared.
As far as I could tell, there were only corpses of wolves lying on the ground.
These ferocious beasts that inhabit the outer borders of the territory actually pose no threat to them.
Only when you go deep into the outside world can the real danger appear.
Two days later.
In the heavy fog, on a barren mountain, dust and sand were flying.
There are many houses and palaces built of sand and stone, located on the barren mountains.
There were many figures swaying among them.
There are several ancient characters carved on a huge rock.
Translated, it means exactly the division of the Corpse Refining Sect!
The smell of blood and carrion wafted in the air, making people nauseous.
The three of them arrived here. Song Changming looked at the sand rolling in the wind under his feet. There were many traces of blood soaked in dark red.
At the foot of the barren mountain, many mummies were walking around staggeringly.
Those who don't know may perceive the desolate scene in front of them and think that they have arrived in the land of hell and Rakshasa.
Nan Wuji was about to use the red sword again, and Su Yaoguang suddenly said: "Let me do it this time."
After that, Su Yaoguang waved forward, and a large silvery moonlight dispersed the heavy fog, covering the sandy wasteland ahead.
The refined mummies had no room for resistance. They were all knocked to the ground by the moonlight, and their limbs were broken into pieces, making it difficult to get up.
Song Changming's eyes narrowed.
This is the first time Su Yaoguang takes action after two days of traveling.
I have to say that the intensity of this Yuehua's inner energy is really high, even compared to the intensity of Nan Wuji's inner energy!
“There is an enemy!”
"Enemy attack!"
On the barren mountain, the huge movement here immediately aroused the vigilance of the Corpse Refining Sect members.
Soon, many members of the Corpse Refining Sect drove towards the three of them on corpse puppets.
"Who! He's tired of living and dares to attack our Corpse Refining Sect!"
The sound of shouting came from afar.
"Solve it as soon as possible. I'll go to the barren mountain to have a look." After Nan Wuji said that, he held out a scarlet sword, and then he flew and stepped on the scarlet sword.
The red sword carried him past all the corpse puppets and Corpse Refining Sect members, heading towards the barren mountain.
"Flying with a sword?!" Song Changming was startled. He didn't expect that the sword energy in Nan Wuji's hand could be used like this. A moment later, a roar came from the palace on the barren mountain.
"Nanwuji!!"
"Not good!" Upon seeing this, a group of Corpse Refining Sect members who had just rushed down the mountain hesitated to return to the mountain to help.
However, a piece of moonlight was already under his head, as if he was being pressed down by unbearable gravity.
Among them, all the mummies and rotten corpses fell apart, and the black-eyed corpse puppet was destroyed after only holding on for a moment longer.
Only the White-Eyed Corpse Puppet was able to withstand the moonlight without completely destroying the encounter.
"Kill!" "Ah, ah, kill her!"
Many members of the Corpse Refining Sect looked at the soft white-clothed figure from a distance in fear, and commanded the white-eyed corpse puppet to rush towards her.
At this time, Song Changming naturally refused to watch and got off his horse.
Looking at the group of white-eyed zombies charging towards them, he took a step forward.
Almost at the same time, lightning and lightning flashed across his body.
Zi.
Song Changming disappeared on the spot and turned into an afterimage.
The two white-eyed corpse puppets were instantly separated from each other by two strong wind slashes, and were swept away by the strong wind.
Song Changming once needed to activate the blood-exploding secret technique to kill this white-eyed corpse puppet.
Now that they meet again, they can already achieve an instant kill under normal combat power in one encounter!
They don't have the sword-style force-relieving skills like Nan Wuji. They faced Song Changming's long knife head-on. No matter how tough their skin, flesh, muscles, and bones, they couldn't withstand it!
Song Changming's speed did not slow down, and he moved forward rapidly. Wherever he passed, corpses and puppets were wiped out, and they were swept into the strong wind.
"not good!"
The expressions of the Corpse Refining Sect members changed greatly, and they wanted to escape at this time.
However, even the strongest corpse puppet in their hands could not stop Song Changming, so how could they escape.
In just a moment, there was no movement under the barren mountain, leaving only the blowing sand and the miserable howling all over the place.
Facing this group of Corpse Refining Sect members, Song Changming still kept them alive, only severely injuring them and using them to obtain information from outside the territory.
As outsiders, they entered a foreign land and wandered around like headless flies. It was almost impossible to find a way to the Ancient Yuan Kingdom.
The best way is to consult local people. They live in this foreign land all year round and naturally know more about foreign lands.
Therefore, after they entered the heavy fog, they went straight to this stronghold set up by the Corpse Refining Sect as their first stop for obtaining information.
"Hmph, you have to kill or cut them into pieces as you please, don't expect to know anything from us!"
After listening to Song Changming's question, a member of the Corpse Refining Sect sternly scolded him. He was extremely tough and did not want to cooperate with Song Changming and the others.
Song Changming didn't hesitate, he casually slashed the long knife in his hand, and released a fire-attributed sword energy, cutting off the head of the Corpse Refining Sect member, without giving him a chance to say another nonsense word.
"Wash your necks clean and do this, the sect will never let you go!" Another person brought out the Corpse Refining Sect behind him as a threat.
As a result, he was chopped down by Song Changming.
Song Changming didn't want to waste his time on such hard-nosed people.
"Who else has had enough?" Song Changming looked at the others.
Seeing Song Changming's decisive killing, the remaining dozens of people fell silent for a moment.
"Who knows about the bottomless abyss?" Song Changming held a knife and began to interrogate.
A group of people looked at each other, feeling uneasy in their hearts, but none of them could answer.
Some people are afraid that Song Changming will go on a killing spree, and they only think that many elders in the Corpse Refining Sect may know about it.
"Brother Song, I leave this to you."
Su Yaoguang couldn't help shaking his head when he saw that he couldn't get any useful information from these people. After that, he jumped up and glided up the mountain.
"Where is the Corpse Refining Sect?" Song Changming asked next.
In order to survive or simply out of fear of being beaten by Song Changming, this group of Corpse Refining Sect members made it clear this time.
Song Changming took the opportunity to interrogate more relevant information about the Corpse Refining Sect.
The members of the Corpse Refining Sect who can summon the white-eyed corpse puppet are not just minions within the Corpse Refining Sect. They still have a certain status and strength and know many things within the sect.
"Do you recognize Ding Yanyun?" Song Changming suddenly changed the subject and asked.
This Ding Yanyun was the person from the Corpse Refining Sect who was beheaded by him five or six years ago. He learned from him that it was the body of brother Song Changming that he took away.
Now that the other party is dead, he has been left with a clue as to the whereabouts of his brother's body.
"I, I recognize him, but he has been missing for several years." One person hesitated and then said cautiously.
"I know, I was the one who killed the person." Song Changming said slowly, with a solemn voice.
When the man heard this, his expression instantly froze, and then he became pale and flustered, fearing that Song Changming would be angry with him because of Ding Yanyun.
"What's your relationship with him?" Song Changming asked next.
The man was still trying to lie and hide something, his eyes were a little dodgey, but Song Changming chopped off two of his fingers with a knife. He suddenly woke up and confessed everything honestly.
(End of chapter)