"God, strange, sea, snail?"

The Yinfeng Sect Master was talking word by word, thinking about countermeasures. His eyebrows were covered with haze, and his face was so gloomy that water was about to drip out of water.

The seven elders of the Yinfeng Sect had dark clouds on their faces, and their true energy was tense. As long as Li Bumian took action, he would take action to kill him without hesitation.

The Yinfeng Sect Master was like a war between heaven and man, and his heart was full of thoughts.

All this came too suddenly, and no sound of wind was heard. As disaster came from the sky, someone went to the sect to destroy the family. Yinfeng Sect had no preparation and could not use many means. The man in white with green face and fangs in front of him was unfathomable. Even the sect protection formation was broken in an instant, causing a difficult and difficult situation to penetrate into the hinterland.

If the man in white has a cultivation level below the middle stage of the God Transformation, then with the current situation, the man in white is now like a trapped beast, going deep behind the enemy. No matter how strong he is, he will slowly lose his fighting power under the foundation of the Yinfeng Sect. As one goes up and down, although the Yinfeng Sect is damaged, it can still maintain its foundation.

However, the man in white broke through the Yinfeng Sect formation in one fell swoop, and his terrifying cultivation level exceeded the recognition of the Yinfeng Sect Master. If the man in white was in the late stage of the God Transformation, then the man in white was a Raptor who entered the river, and the century-old cause of the Yinfeng Sect will be destroyed.

No matter which one is an extremely difficult choice for the Yinfeng Sect Master.

The seven elders were all Nascent Soul cultivators, and they looked at the master of Yinfeng Sect with a high regard. They all held their breath and focused their attention. The future of Yinfeng Sect was in his mind.

Li Bumian slapped the Blood-Eyed Raven's head and sootheed it.

"Li has no grudges with Guizong, but just wants to kill Guizong to promote my reputation as a bloody palace."

Li Bumian's tone was neither hurry nor slow, as if he was talking about some chat after dinner.

"Blood abuse Pavilion?"

The Yinfeng Sect Master had never heard of this sect in the Southern Region, but then he suddenly realized and calmed down and said, "Do you want to start a sect?"

Li Bumian's head sank, nodded, and said, "Li is not a bloodthirsty person. The noble sect has two choices: one is destruction and the other is surrender. As long as you make a sound of wind and surrender to my bloody palace, and unify the great cause of the southern region, you will have a place for your Yinfeng sect."

The whole audience was silent, and the seven elders took a breath, and it was really a shame that this person could say it.

The Yinfeng Sect Master smiled and said calmly: "The last person who said this has been locked up in the Demon-Suppressing Tower of the Lord of Sengluo Sword."

As the name suggests, the Senluo Sword Continent is the master of the mainland, the Senluo Sword Continent, maintaining the balance of the Senluo Sword Continent. If someone really unifies the Southern Region and competes with the Senluo Sword Continent, it is a challenge to the power of heaven.

The Blood-Eyed Raven screamed in excitement.

"Senluo Sword Lord? I've never heard of it."

Li Bumian couldn't see any expression on his masked face, but just said coldly: "So, is the answer from the sect leader?"

The leader of Yinfeng Sect already has the answer.

Although Yinfeng Sect is a small sect of the Demonic Way, it must be powerful if it can stand firm. The Demonic Way and the Demonic Way are to be possessed by the demon. Can a person who is not known as the truth be a demon? What a shame!

Rather than dreaming with an unknown monk in the daytime and making Yinfeng Sect become a top student, it is better to be magnificently destroyed.

If you don’t even have the ruthlessness to give up, what is the Demon Sect?

The leader of the Yinfeng Sect sighed, recalling the past, with reminiscence in his eyes, and said lightly: "After the second generation of ancestors were transformed, Yinfeng Sect was in a slump. I don't know how many people are thinking about the foundation of our sect. Zhong has lived for four hundred years and knows that there will be such a day. If you don't take action, someone will take action."

Li Bumian said with interest and waited for the following text of the Yinfeng Sect Master. The blood pressure raven wanted to scream, but was shocked by Li Bumian's momentum and was silent.

The eyes of the Yinfeng Sect Master gradually became cold and he said coldly: "Your priest is Fengyun's ambition to climb the moon and climb the clouds. My Yinfeng Sect has a small power, how dare you make a fuss with a tiger?"

Li Bumian heard the words, shook his head and sighed, "What a pity..."

"Four Elders! Yin Shiqi! You can restrain him! The other elders will follow me to set up a formation!"

The Yinfeng Sect Master shouted loudly, and then he retreated suddenly, leading the other elders to escape from here.

Two old men suddenly appeared in front of Li Bumian, both of whom were in the early stage of the Nascent Soul cultivation.

"Just use you to sacrifice my flying blood corpse!"

"My dream weaving silkworms also need to find some sacrifices!"

An old man bit his tongue and spewed out a mouthful of blood. He swelled in the wind, turning into a blood-colored light curtain of ten feet in size.

"open!"

A tall man's corpse slowly appeared in the blood-colored light curtain, his whole body was peeled, and blood was constantly flowing out of the sticky surface.

The Feitian Blood Corpse roared hoarsely, turned into a blood light, and headed straight for Li Bumian.

Another old man released a white silkworm the size of a finger. The white silkworm opened its mouth and vomited it. A huge purple net that looked like a dream and illusory was flying towards Li Bumian.

The two elders had excellent cooperation. They used the flying blood corpse to approach the back and then used the dream weaving silkworm to trap their opponents in the illusion. This cooperation killed many righteous monks.

Buzz!

Li Bummian's mind buzzed. As the two elders showed the power of the Nascent Soul cultivator, Li Bummian suddenly gained insight into the Nascent Soul realm.

"Is this the Nascent Soul?" Li Bumian sighed, too weak!

The Feitian Blood Corpse rushed towards Li Bumian, but had not yet shown any power.

Swish!

A flash of sword light, the flying blood corpse cracked from the middle, and was split in half in an instant, and a pile of extremely bright red plasma burst out.

“Geehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

An elder laughed strangely. The perversion of the Feitian Blood Corpse is the pervert that heals instantly. No matter what the injury is, as long as the owner continuously supplies blood and energy, even if it is broken into meat sauce, it can still be resurrected!

"live!"

The elder shouted loudly, bit the tip of his tongue, spewed out blood and turned into a blood light to escape into the Feitian blood corpse. The Feitian blood corpse's broken into two pieces immediately bonded together and rushed towards Li Bumian without any damage.

At this time, the huge purple net spit out by the dream weaving silkworm had entangled Li Bumian and kept tightening it, cutting Li Bumian's flesh and emitting a trace of purple mist, trying to drag Li Bumian into the illusion.

Both elders were stunned. Could it be that they succeeded?

Click!

Click!

Click!

Li Bumian shook all over, and the sound of the strings breaking out constantly. The purple giant net exploded in an instant, and he broke free from the constraints with **.

The Feitian Blood Corpse punched the door, but Li Bumian ignored it and shot the blade like a spear, and rushed towards the elder who controlled the blood Corpse.

boom!

The blade directly penetrated the elder's eyebrows and penetrated the elder's exposed bones. The tip of the knife appeared on the back of the elder's head, and he was too dead to die.

When the Flying Blood Corpse's fist was one inch away from Li Bumian's head, the movement stopped abruptly, and then turned into a blood mist and dissipated.

"Want to leave?"

Li Bumian snorted coldly, and a suction burst out from his palm. The Nascent Soul, who controlled the blood corpse Elder, wanted to fly away, but was sucked into his palm by Li Bumian.

In the palm of his palm was a white spirit body the size of a fist, a young boy with a look of a little similar to the elder, and it was the old man's Nascent Soul.

"This has made progress in my martial arts."

The face of the Nascent Soul was filled with fear. The vortex of the source power in Li Bumian's palm rotated rapidly, twisting the entire Nascent Soul into powder, assimilating it into source power and absorbing it into the body.

Li Bumian raised his eyebrows, feeling that he had evolved a little by little by the supreme skill of the heavens.

"Refining the Nascent Soul!? Are you a Void Refining Cultivator!?"

Another elder was shocked and knew that he was powerless to turn the world around. Seeing Li Bumian rushing towards him, the elder heard a message from crushing the jade tube and then decided to self-destruct.

The Nascent Soul monk exploded, and his power was enough to collapse the mountain. Li Bumian just waved his white sleeves and blew out a strong wind. Before the elder exploded, it turned into a piece of powder and drifted all over the sky.

The Yinfeng Sect Master was sent to the elder and his hand trembled slightly.

"Sect Master, what's wrong?"

The great elder beside him asked anxiously that when the sect survives and dies, even the most resilient person will be panicked.

The Yinfeng Sect Master frowned, and the two Nascent Soul monks went to restrain the man in white, but only made the man in white pause for a moment. In this moment, the formation had not been even set up.

The Yinfeng Sect Master originally planned to use three waves of offensives to restrain Li Bumian, but now it is no longer necessary.

The Yinfeng Sect Master looked cold, his vitality was lost, and his hair was covered with more white hair. He said calmly: "The Fourth Elder and Yin Shiqi are dead. The other party is a cultivator of refining the Void. I have little hope. You will take the other elders to disperse the disciples in the sect and leave a Taoist staunch for my Yinfeng Sect."

The elder's pupils were dim and his face was ashes. He said without hesitation: "Okay!"

The elder took the other elders away without looking back and went to disperse the disciples stranded in the sect.

Li Bumian's figure flashed and he had already arrived in front of the leader of Yinfeng Sect.

"You're the only one?"

Li Bumian looked calm.

"Four generations of ancestors! I won't leave now! When will I wait?"

The Yinfeng Sect Master roared violently and crushed the jade seal in his hand.

boom!

The spike giant tower in the middle of the Yinfeng Sect city shook, and the whole earth was trembling. The chains that tied the spike giant tower exploded one after another. The spike giant tower broke out from the ground and slowly rose.

Li Bumian was a little surprised. What kind of spike tower was it? It was clearly the horns of a prehistoric monster!
Chapter completed!