I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

Hearing this deafening voice, the expressions of the seven deacons of Corpse Refining Sect suddenly changed.

Looking in the direction of the voice, he said, "What's going on!"

And at this moment, several embarrassed figures flew over from outside.

"Master, it's not good. Someone forced his way into this place, and his strength is very strong. At least he is at the fifth level of the Creation Realm!" The expressions of those disciples were extremely frightened.

Just now Qin Feng beheaded five or six of their companions and more than a dozen ancient corpses with a single sword, which made them tremble with fear.

"What did you say?"

The Seventh Deacon of Corpse Refining Sect was shocked, and said: "Someone forced his way into this place, could it be that Xia Juechen deduced my position and asked the strong to take revenge?"

If that's the case, then he's probably doomed.

The white-haired old woman next to her also immediately became nervous. She just came to help Xia Juechen today, and she didn't want to die in vain.

"No, it was only a young man who came, and there was no sign of Xia Juechen." Those disciples shook their heads quickly.

"Oh?"

Hearing this, the Seventh Deacon of Corpse Refining Sect wondered, "It wasn't Xia Juechen who brought the strong to revenge, who the hell is this, who has such courage."

He was not as panicked as before.

If it's just an ordinary good fortune realm monk, he has nothing to fear.

"Boom boom..."

And at this moment, a golden light flashed across the outer area, and more than a dozen ancient corpses of the Good Fortune Realm patrolling in heavy armor were smashed through the buildings all the way by Qin Feng's fists, and landed on the ground. on the square.

The heavy armor on their bodies was shattered, and most of their bones were broken, making them completely useless.

"Bastard!" Xia Juechen felt a pain in his flesh. He didn't collect these ancient corpses in the Creation Realm by himself. They were each of the seven deacons of the Corpse Refining Sect. They have been passed down from generation to generation.

Now it's just smashed to pieces.

"Is anyone leaving?"

At this time, Qin Feng's figure had already arrived at the square, and when he saw Che Mou, he smiled lightly and said, "It's really a coincidence that it's better to come early than to come early!"

"Who are you, you dare to barge into the old man's place, are you tired of doing it?" Xia Juechen said angrily in his heart.

If it was Xia Juechen who came to trouble him, it would be fine.

Qin Feng dared to come here alone, he simply didn't take him seriously.

His disciples also glared at Qin Feng.

"I came here today because I want to take a look at the many corpse control secret techniques of the Corpse Refining Sect." Qin Feng said lightly.

Originally, the Seventh Deacon of Corpse Refining Sect was furious, but after hearing the words, his face turned ashen, like a pig's liver.

"Arrogance! How can you be qualified to see the secret technique of corpse control of my Corpse Refining Sect?"

He gritted his teeth and said, "You have the cultivation level of good fortune at a young age, and you can be regarded as a top talent. You have a bright future, but if you insist on finding death today, you can't blame me."

His ring flickered, and a purple bell appeared in his hand.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

He rang the bell, and a strange rhythm spread.

It's disturbing to hear.

"Shh! Shh!"

The deadly ancient corpse rushed out of the hall behind him in an instant, and directly killed Qin Feng.

This ancient corpse was at the fourth level of Martial Realm, and its body was very well preserved. The astonishing body distorted the void along the way.

Seeing this, Qin Feng didn't flinch in the slightest. Although he is only at the ninth level of the Fortune Realm, his ancient mixed sword body and indestructible golden body are unparalleled in terror.

If it was just physical strength, he would not be afraid of even a real fourth-level martial arts expert, let alone this ancient corpse.

He took a step forward, and his fists, which contained terrifying strength, blasted out at the same time, without using a single bit of spiritual energy.

"Is this guy crazy?" Several disciples of the old woman frowned upon seeing this.

He felt that Qin Feng was powerful, and if he resisted with all his strength, he might be able to hold on for a while, but he regretted his physical strength, what was the difference between this and courting death.

"Oh!"

And at this moment, Qin Feng collided with the ancient corpse, the sound was deafening, and the huge impact made the earth tremble and cracks filled the air.

The ancient corpse backed up again and again after being smashed, and every step it took would leave deep footprints on the ground, causing the ground to tremble.

"what!"

At this scene, the faces of everyone present changed suddenly.

None of them thought that Qin Feng's body would be so terrifying that he could beat the ancient corpse of the Fourth Level of Martial Extreme Realm.

"Is this guy a human?"

"He is obviously only good at the strength of the Creation Realm, how can he not control the body to such a degree."

"..."

Whether it was the disciples of the old woman or the disciples of the seven deacons of the Corpse Refining Sect, they all exclaimed.

They were shocked by Qin Feng's physical strength.

Before this, they had never seen any monk in the Creation Realm whose physical strength was as strong as that of the Martial Realm.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

And at this moment, Qin Feng took advantage of the victory to pursue and made another strong move.

He is like a god of war, pressing every step of the way. Every time he punches out, the terrifying power contained in it makes the ancient corpses in the fourth level of Martial Realm retreat back again and again.

Large pits appeared on the ground.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

The seven deacons of the Corpse Refining Sect kept shaking the bell, trying to control the ancient corpses in the Wuji Realm, and use the method of no longer defending and exchanging lives for lives to restore the decline.

After all, this ancient corpse is not afraid of pain. If it can be injured at the same time, the ancient corpse must have an advantage.

But Qin Feng's physical strength surpassed his imagination. During the constant confrontation, although the fists of ancient corpses fell on Qin Feng's body, they did not hurt Qin Feng at all.

Instead, every time they confronted each other, the ancient corpse would break a few bones.

"Whoa!"

There was another collision, and Qin Feng smashed the ancient corpse with both fists. The bones scattered all over the ground filled with a stench.

"You... Which Holy Land family are you descended from?"

The Seventh Deacon of the Corpse Refining Sect saw that the ancient corpses he had searched so hard for were all crushed by Qin Feng, and his face suddenly became very ugly.

In his opinion, Qin Feng might be a freak secretly cultivated by a family in the Holy Land.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to have the cultivation level of good fortune at a young age, and the body is still so terrifying and terrible.

"No family, no sect, you can bring out all your trump cards without any fear." Qin Feng could see that the other party was worried about his background, so he said bluntly.

"Hmph! Even if you are the arrogance of the Holy Land family, you dare to be so rampant today, I can't spare you." The Seventh Deacon of Corpse Refining Sect snorted coldly.

After the words fell, he rang the bell again.

The strange melody, this time under the blessing of his aura, spread across most of the mountain range.