The man covered in black robes had a very strange scimitar in his hand. When he rotated it in his hand, the black chain took on the shape of a ring, surrounding the entire area, forming his own domain.
For a moment, Feng Mian felt that the world became dark, and he seemed to have entered another space. The chains buzzed, and the breath of death continued to spread. Even the Hades bloodline in his body was turbulent.
He thought to himself: "This person is not simple. He must not come from an ordinary place. If he is a member of the Underworld, he would not have such a strong and murderous spirit, unless he was a fish that slipped through the net at that time."
Feng Mian secretly observed carefully and found that there was a mysterious mark on the wrists of these people. They should have come from the Holy Sect. However, their identities seemed to be looked down upon and the core was not touched.
Standing still, Feng Mian's eyes slowly closed. A mark flashed between his eyebrows, allowing it to expand continuously. The next moment, his steps flashed and he appeared behind the man in black robe.
Transforming his fist into a palm, the Earthly Evil Qi surged wildly, and the palm force swept across, attacking his vitals fiercely. But soon Feng Mian discovered that the palm force did not really hit, it was just a shadow, and it was nowhere to be found.
Not here.
The shadow of the scimitar appeared, flowing in an arc shape. It spread out layer by layer, surrounding Feng Mian. Each time, it passed across Feng Mian's body with an extremely tricky attitude, causing slight injuries.
"Haha... You entered my Shura realm and you still want to break away easily? It's simply stupid! You didn't have to die here in the first place. You asked for it yourself. You can't blame others."...
The Shura Domain turns the battlefield into a Shura Field. Any presence in it may be fatal. Even a little breath or a simple wave. Anyone who enters this domain will be tortured to death!
"You must have guessed that we are not the real members of the Holy Sect, but prisoners controlled by the Holy Sect. The meaning of prisoner is that we can only do things for them and will not receive preferential treatment."
"Perhaps in your opinion, our use of powerful force and despicable means to corrode the Tianyuan world is the behavior of villains. But for us, this is the only chance. If we cannot complete the task, we can only die.
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Feng Mian listened quietly and let the breaths pass through his body. Although he would be slightly injured, it was not harmful to him. From the other party's words, we could know that they were also controlled by others.
"I want to know, who are your immediate superiors? Also, how many existences like you are there? Not only the Tianyuan world, are there other realms that you are targeting?"
The series of questions surprised the man in black robe. He flashed and appeared in front of Feng Mian.
"Oh? Now that we have come to this point, you still care about these things? Don't you know that after entering the Shura realm, you have only one solution, so asking these questions, what does it mean to you?"
The afterimage flashed, and the scimitar came out of his hand, spinning in mid-air. With strange flashes, it attacked every vital part of Feng Mian. There were wounds everywhere on his body, and blood kept pouring out.
Half-kneeling on the ground, Feng Mian raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth: "Why, you have already suppressed me. This Shura realm is under your control. Are you still afraid of telling me these facts? What are you afraid of?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of the man in black robe flashed and appeared in front of Feng Mian. He held a scimitar in his hand, and the chain bound Feng Mian. Then he put the blade on his neck: "Why are you so calm when death is imminent?
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"Okay, why don't I tell you? You are just an insignificant person and will die in this field immediately. I will let you try the pain of ten thousand soul bites and die of torture!"
"The Tianyuan Realm is just one of the targets. The Lord has ordered that the Tai Cang Realm, the Great Desolate Realm, and even the Cangling Realm must be occupied with a strong attitude. As long as it is something that person cares about, it must be destroyed!
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"As for who the Lord is? You are not qualified to know. So what follows is the baptism of biting souls, so enjoy it!"
As the mysterious scimitar rotated, the chain on the handle also rotated. After a flash of black light, countless runes surged on the blade. These beings condensed countless ghosts and pounced on them with great ferocity.
One moment, thousands
The Yin Hun directly surrounded Feng Mian, forming a closed space. Only the roar of Wan Hun could be heard, and then continued to attack Feng Mian. The scene was very terrifying.
"Haha... Murder is a common occurrence for us. If you didn't mind your own business, you might have passed by safely. But you have to come up, so this is doomed."
With a little finger, a drop of blood shot out. The blood mist mixed with the ghosts, attacking Feng Mian even more crazily. Layers of light flowed, and the murderous intention of this Shura realm continued to spread.
After a while, many ghosts were still shooting out and attacking continuously, but they continued to do so without any results. This made the man in black robes a little confused, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he stared at the encirclement.
At this time, a voice came from among the thousands of souls: "Have you had enough fun? Is it my turn? Want to annex all realms? Your Lord is really ambitious! He thinks he is the strongest
Dominated?"
A ray of sword light flashed, and a road was opened in front of him. All the ghosts instantly dissipated and turned into flying ashes. Feng Mian stepped forward slowly, staring at the man in black robe, and the long sword in his hand shook, making a majestic buzzing sound.
The soul-suppressing sword took action, and one sword suppressed ten thousand souls. The surrounding ghosts did not dare to approach Feng Mian at all, with extremely fearful postures on their faces. Even if there was blood pulling them, they would instinctively avoid it.
There were chirping sounds all around. They were completely afraid and wanted to escape, but there was nowhere to escape. They kept retreating. Under the sword energy of the soul-suppressing sword, as long as they touched a little, they might be wiped out.
With a twist of his wrist, Feng Mian took out the Soul Suppressing Sword. The sword light rotated around him, forming a sword light defense. He walked towards the black-robed man step by step. But the latter also wanted to use the uniqueness of the Shura realm to hide his original aura.
"Haha...what, what about the majesty just now? Didn't you say that you can easily tear me into pieces? Why do you only know how to hide now? Come out! Isn't the Shura realm your home court?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a sword energy suddenly attacked. Feng Mian blocked it with his sword. The two sides faced each other head-on, and waves of aftermath spread to all sides. After layers of explosions, both sides retreated at the same time.
"Who are you? Why do you have a soul-suppressing sword? You are definitely not a simple space traveler. You must have other purposes, otherwise you would not be so concerned about which realms we want to devour!"
You just realized it now, are you a little slow?
The soul-suppressing sword in Feng Mian's hand made a buzzing noise. The sword light spread out, and countless lights and shadows circulated, spreading out one after another, completely covering the entire Shura field, and then with a thought, it was completely broken open.
The afterimage flashed, and Feng Mian saw the right opportunity and put the sword blade on the black-robed man's neck. As long as he moved now, the other person would not even be able to retain his soul, and he would die completely.
"Why don't you guess who I am? I'll give you a chance. If you guess right, I can consider whether to let you go. After all, you are controlled by others and cannot help yourself."
There was a smile on Feng Mian's face, but the coldness in his eyes made the man in black robe tremble a little. There was a knife hidden in the smile, and it was obvious that even if he guessed correctly, he would not be able to escape. It seemed that this time they met someone they were not easy to mess with.
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"You still have another option. Tell me how many so-called prisoners of the Holy Gate there are in total? It's not just you, right? The ones who launched the massive attack before were just the vanguard?"
With dim eyes, the man in black robe was half-kneeling on the ground, his scimitar already showing cracks. Under the soul-suppressing sword, his weapon from the underworld was completely vulnerable.
"Since you already know, why continue to ask me? We live a life of licking blood with a knife. Since our skills are inferior to others, we accept our fate. If you want to kill or behead, please do as you please, no need to say more."
Putting away the soul-suppressing sword, Feng Mian stared at him condescendingly. He raised his hand and lifted off his black robe. Only black runes appeared densely on the man's face, which was ferocious and terrifying.
"Are you from the Nether Realm? Why are you controlled by the Holy Sect? Do they have a special secret method that can control people in the Nether Realm? If you want to get rid of this fate, you'd better tell me everything."
At this time, Dashan and others also quickly ended the battle and subdued everyone. After a few dodgers, they returned to Feng Mian: "It's basically done. This
A battleship has been controlled by us."
"We found a large amount of property on the ship, as well as exercises, spiritual skills, and various high-grade elixirs. These things probably do not belong to them, but were plundered. It seems that a lot of bad things have been done."
Feng Mian glanced at all the subdued people. There was no mercy in his eyes, and even murderous intent was revealed in his eyes.
"I have given you the opportunity. You can decide for yourself whether to accept or reject it. I am going to use this battleship to go to the Holy Gate now, so why don't you explain it carefully."
Hearing this, one of the bald heads said unconvincingly: "Humph! You want to use us to lead the way for you? That's a good idea, but it's a pity that we are not aggrieved. If you want to kill, kill without talking nonsense!"
A ray of sword light fell on the bald head's neck. Huang Haoyu looked at him coldly: "Do you really want to die? Why are you so controlled by others? Isn't it just to survive? Are you really so loyal?"
On the other side, Dashan also restrained a person, holding a big knife on his neck: "Listen to us, and you may still have a chance of survival. But if you continue to resist, death will only happen in an instant."
Qin Yu held a spear and froze in the middle: "Actually, we don't need you to lead the way. Anyway, we will definitely find the Holy Gate at the end of this passage. I'll kill you now, it will save trouble!"
No matter who they are, they are afraid of death after all. The so-called prisoners of the Holy Sect have been fighting for years, and in the end they are the ones who are most afraid of death. Their biggest miscalculation this time was letting Feng Mian and others board the ship.
"Okay, you let my brother go, and I will let you do what you want. Since your skills are inferior to others, you have to accept your fate. It's just a matter of returning to the Holy Realm. Let me remind you, the Holy Sect is not as simple as you think!"
Everyone in the brotherhood looked at each other and smiled at the same time. With this group of people leading the way, it might be much easier. They don't have to run around like headless flies. As for the Holy Sect, it's not very important to them.
horrible.
Stretching out his hand, Feng Mian pulled him up: "I hope we can have a happy cooperation!"