The Demon Sea came to the sect hall. As soon as he came in, he heard a sound.

"Elder, I really use the soul search mirror to find an important person and ask the elder to be more comfortable with it." This is the voice of a woman

An elder in a black robe shook his head, "This is not possible. The soul-seeking mirror is an important thing in this sect. If the sect leader does not allow it to lend it out at will. If everyone wants you to borrow the soul-seeking mirror like this, then wouldn't this sect hall be in chaos?"

"Let me give you a clear way. As long as you have any token of the palace master in your hand, you can use this soul-seeking mirror without the need for the sect leader's handwriting."

Mo Lihai strode in. He looked at it and smiled, "Isn't this Liu Sisi's apprentice Zhao Qian? Why, do you want to borrow the soul-seeking mirror?"

Zhao Qian saw the Demon Lihai coming and bowed quickly; "I have seen senior, I am indeed borrowing a soul-seeking mirror in the sect hall, but because of the low status, I can't get what I want, please help me."

After saying that, a pitiful look appeared on her pretty face

"Haha, don't change your face. I don't want to use that trick, but I'm here to borrow the soul-seeking mirror. I'll play with you when I use it."

Zhao Qian was immediately happy: "Thank you senior"

"Zhuo Lai, give me the soul search mirror. I still have time and I don't have time to talk nonsense with you." Mo Lihai slapped the jade platform.

The elder who called Zhuo Lai glared at him and took out an ancient bronze mirror from the storage ring: "For you, don't break it for me."

"Fuck, I cherish something very much about my baby, how could it be ruined?" Mo Lihai took the soul-seeking mirror and said

"Hmph, the last time you cheated a fairy weapon from me, the one you got back was broken into a treasure weapon. You dare to say that you cherish your magic weapon." Zhuo Lai snorted

"That's what year has it been? You stingy, you still remember, OK, stop arguing, I'm looking for someone now, don't bother me." Mo Lihai stretched out a finger and wrote the word "Ye Feng" on the balanced mirror, and then slowly entered some magic energy.

As the magical essence poured into the soul-seeking mirror, the two big characters that were portrayed before began to gradually sink into the mirror. As the ripples arose, a picture began to gradually take shape.

This is a dark world, with a gray atmosphere filling the entire space, the ground is filled with barren mountains and gravel, and a smell of death spreads out.

A blue light suddenly flashed onto a wild peak. As the blue light dissipated, a young man with long hair and sharp eyes appeared on the mirror.

"Haha, it's my good disciple. I didn't expect that he had already practiced to a disaster realm after only a few years. It seems that he has been busy over the disaster for a while since he disappeared. No wonder I can't find his figure." Mo Lihai suddenly laughed happily when he saw that Ye Feng was fine.

"Hmph" The elder Zhuo next to him snorted coldly: "Dharma Sea, please recognize your master and see where your disciple is now? You have time to laugh here now, so why not go and save him quickly. If you go too late, you will have to collect the body."

The Demon Sea was reminded, and when he stopped laughing, he looked carefully again, he suddenly shouted, "Damn it, why did this kid run to the underworld?"

"Hey, the cultivation level of the alien race in the Netherworld is not low. Although the outermost layer has been almost cleaned up by our Soul Training Demon Sect, it is difficult to guarantee that there are not many fish that have escaped the net. If this kid meets a few pseudo-immortal cultivators, it will be difficult for him to survive." Zhuo Lai smiled and said, "What are you still doing here? Why don't you hurry up and save your disciple."

"I know without saying that." Mo Lihai's face darkened, and he flashed and headed straight for a hall not far away.

Zhao Qian looked at the soul-seeking mirror in the air and her eyes flashed slightly, and she shouted, "Senior, wait for me, I will go with you."

The Demon Sea left aside and did not speak. His figure stayed outside a hall on the ground.

The difference is that the hall in front of me has no vitality at all, but there is a cold and dark aura constantly spitting out. At the four corners of the hall, four jade platforms are floating there quietly. On the jade platform are four black-robed monks sitting. They close their eyes and sit cross-legged, and their essence is restrained, like dead objects.

"The person who came stopped" A black-robed monk slowly opened his eyes, his voice cold and cold

Demon Sea bowed and took out a token: "The Lord of the Demon Palace"

The black-robed monk turned over the token in the hand of Molihai and slowly closed his eyes; "Go in"

Mo Lihai moved and rushed in immediately. Zhao Qian behind her pursed her lips and followed her in.

There is nothing in the hall, only a black hole that is ninety-nine meters wide. Outside the hole, a cold wind blew outwards, like a ghost wailing, sounding a creepy feeling

"It's too dangerous inside, you'd better not go in," Mo Lihai said to Zhao Qian, and then his robe flew directly into the big black hole, and there was no trace in the blink of an eye.

"I haven't been there before, what are you afraid of?" Zhao Qian stomped her feet and disappeared into the black hole.

In about ten breaths, the Demon Sea came to a dark world. His spiritual sense rushed to all directions. He found a trace of Ye Feng's residual aura in the distance ahead, and then quickly chased after him.

At this time, Ye Feng stepped step by step in the void, and his body flashed millions of miles with every step. The speed was extremely fast

I don’t know how long he had walked, but suddenly Ye Feng stopped and he felt a group of powerful monks not far ahead. This aura was exactly the same as the monks of the zombie clan I had encountered before.

"It seems that he is a monk from the zombie clan again, and there are a lot of people this time." Ye Feng felt several powerful auras. He was cautious and restrained his breath from the sky.

At this time, next to an altar-like object, a group of zombie monks stood in all directions, as if waiting for something

"Have the corpse turtle not come back yet?" asked a zombie monk with green eyes.

"Not yet, and we can no longer feel his breath through the secret technique. It seems that we have encountered an unexpected situation." A monk from the zombie clan replied.

"Die? It seems that I have encountered a human monk again. Over the years, many of our zombie clan monks have died at the hands of human monks. But now it's different. An ancient senior in our zombie clan has returned. I believe that it won't take long for that senior to take our zombie clan to fight out of this hell and underworld."

"This is a secret stronghold installed by our zombie tribe here that cannot be exposed. You guys go to investigate the situation. If you encounter a human monk, you must not leave a living mouth."

"Yes" dozens of blue-eyed zombies dispersed in groups of three to the four sides.

Ye Feng felt the group of auras suddenly left dozens of them, and his heart relaxed slightly. He escaped and chased a group of zombies from the underground.

About a moment later, the three zombie monks seemed to notice something suddenly stopped.

“There is a human atmosphere, and it’s nearby”

"Yes, I smelled it too"

"Hey, come out, I know you're nearby"

underground

Ye Feng frowned: "Have you discovered me? This is impossible. Dizun is best at hiding his breath. Not to mention these three pseudo-immortal-level zombies, even Ruyi True-immortal-level zombies, you can't even find me."

"Are they cheating me?"

After thinking about it, Ye Feng still didn't show up, so he just watched it happen.

"I don't know how many years my clan's cultivator has been studying the Qi training method of the Soul-Skilling Demon Sect. Do you think you can hide it from us now? Get out of here." A zombie monk suddenly shouted, and his hand knife hit a deserted peak not far away.

"call out"

A sharp cold light suddenly appeared, and the huge wild peak immediately broke in the waist, and the cut was extremely smooth

At this time, a figure suddenly flew out from behind the wild peak

"Hey, I'm still a woman. What's wrong with the Soul Training Demon Sect recently? Why are the old-fashioned monks who are useless? I remember that a while ago, a monk who had just survived the three disasters came here. He was discovered and captured by us, and sucked his essence and blood for three days. It seems that he has another good harvest today." A blue-eyed zombie said with a gloomy smile.

"What are you doing with so much nonsense? Why don't you capture her?" A zombie monk suddenly burst out. With a series of air explosions, a terrifying force vented from all directions in Zhao Qian.

"It's really unlucky." Zhao Qian cursed inwardly. She didn't expect that after losing the trace of the Demon Sea, she would find three pseudo-immortals from the zombie clan.

Zhao Qian has been in contact with the monks of the zombie clan many times. She knew that the zombie body was strong and powerful, so she dared not fight with it. She quickly retreated and avoided the powerful force.

As soon as she retreated, there was a loud bang in the position where she was standing in front of her, and even the space trembled. This force was purely caused by the body.

"I want to leave, but unfortunately you met the three of us." Suddenly, a zombie monk appeared behind Zhao Qian, and the five sharp claws emitting blue light were tore off Zhao Qian's chest fiercely.

Zhao Qian touched her small palm to the side of her thigh, and an arc-shaped dagger appeared in her hand

"Clam~"

A harsh collision sounded, and Zhao Qian seized the opportunity and hurriedly retreated. She didn't have the strength to face three zombie monks of the same level at the same time.

"You can't escape"

A figure of legs appeared out of thin air and blocked Zhao Qian.

Zhao Qian's eyes suddenly shrank, and then she felt a powerful force coming. The monster leather armor on her body shattered under this terrifying force, and her whole person flew out like a roar.

"Not dead yet." The pseudo-immortal of the zombie clan took back her left foot and glanced at Zhao Qian who was flying out disdainfully.

"Haha, it's not good to drink if you die."

Another pseudo-immortal from the zombie tribe rushed towards Zhao Qian who was seriously injured and fell to the ground. Her two blue fangs flashed with bloodthirsty light.

"Suck up the blood of ** quickly, we still need to continue patrolling." There is no interest in the essence and blood of an ordinary pseudo-immortal, the pseudo-immortal who defeated Zhao Qian.

"Hehe, thank you then"

When he agreed, the fake immortal no longer estimated it. He opened his mouth and vomited, and a blue corpse poison surged out. Even if Zhao Qian didn't suck it into her body, she felt that her whole body had lost strength and could not move for a moment. Even the true energy in her body could not be activated, as if she was imprisoned by a force.

"I don't want to be disturbed when eating." The zombie monk walked to Zhao Qian, looked at Zhao Qian's exposed perfect body without any interest, but instead showed a hot color at the blood flowing out of the wound.

Zombies are an immortal, immortal evil creature, so they have no human emotions and six desires. For them, it is more important to suck the blood of various monks than to evolve themselves.

"roar"

It opened in one mouthful, with a rotten smell, and two blue teeth bit towards Zhao Qian's slender neck.

Although Zhao Qian instinctively wanted to resist, she was poisoned by the corpse and could not exert her strength. Besides, even if she could resist, she could not defeat the three fake immortals at all.

"Damn it, I didn't expect that Zhao Qian would die under the mouth of such a smelly thing."

Thinking of the monks who had been sucked into dry blood and became a mummy, Zhao Qian couldn't help but get goose bumps on her snow-white skin.

Just as the fangs just touched Zhao Qian's skin and were about to bite it, suddenly the face of the pseudo-immortal of the zombie tribe changed, and then a golden fist bombarded his face with a terrifying force.

"Boom..."

The force of this punch broke the earth in a radius of thousands of miles. The pseudo-immortal level zombie was hit by this punch and was bombarded into the crack underground.

"I didn't expect to meet you here. Could it be that you were chasing me here?" Ye Feng's figure appeared next to him at some point.

"Ye Feng, who are you?" Zhao Qian's eyes lit up

"Take me out of here quickly, you are no match for these three zombie monks."

"Let's go?" Ye Feng asked: "Where is the road? I searched around for more than a billion miles but couldn't find the way out."

Zhao Qian was immediately angry, her breath was slightly chaotic, and her towering chest couldn't help but become perky. She glared at Ye Feng; "This is the outer space of Hell. The outer space is infinitely vast. Even if you find a way for a lifetime, you can't find the direction. The real way out is above your head. You just need to keep thinking about flying in the sky."

Ye Feng said, "So it's like this, I thought I had escaped to some other space."

"You still have time to talk. You just told you to escape and you won't run away. Now we are all going to die here." Zhao Qian glared at Ye Feng fiercely, and there was a feeling of regret that he would not be able to make a living.

Ye Feng patted his sleeves, "There are only three pseudo-immortal zombies, I can deal with them with just one finger, but after I save you, you can't chase me and stop letting go."

"You can survive," Zhao Qian swept his spiritual sense. Although Ye Feng survived the disaster and became a disaster-rescuing cultivator, it would be impossible to deal with three zombie cultivators of the pseudo-immortal level. After all, the cultivators of the zombie clan are very powerful. If they don't have powerful magic weapons, it will be difficult to kill them.

"Does Ye Feng have any powerful immortal weapon?" Zhao Qian thought to herself that if Ye Feng had an offensive immortal weapon in her hand, it would be very likely to deal with these three fake immortals.

"Damn it, who was sneak attacking me?" A roar, the earth exploded with a huge gap, and countless sections raised. The zombie monk who was bombarded by Ye Feng just now flew out from the ground.

At this time, one of his head was deformed by Ye Feng's punch. A trace of blue blood flowed out, with a rotten scent of corpse.

"Is it you? I want to kill you." The zombie monk's face was extremely gloomy. The power in his body moved a few times, and his head, which was deformed by the bomb, immediately returned to its original appearance. Even the broken bones were connected.

The recovery of the zombie clan is indeed amazing
Chapter completed!