Chapter 4: Nine Shadows

The Demon Sect is in the world

The fragments of the heavenly punishment coffin fell like rain, and Qingyuan slightly slapped his hand playing with copper coins. In the distance, black clouds surged into a vortex, countless white-bone warships broke through the air, and the sails were embroidered with bloody ghost claws - Jiuyou Demon Sect!

"It's so fast." Qingyuan smiled, and the copper money at his fingertips turned into gold thread and wrapped around Lin Feng's wrist. "Lin Daoyou, the first cooperation: the living corpse of the Demon Sect belongs to you, and the array mage in black robe belongs to me."

Lin Feng shook off the golden thread: "Why should I listen to your arrangement?"

Before the words fell, a shadow raided! Lin Feng blocked his arms, but was shocked and retreated - the attacker turned out to be the wreckage of the previously melted bronze warship. At this moment, he was infused with magic gas and turned into a corpse puppet with three heads and six arms.

"That's it." Qingyuan flashed to avoid a rotten corpse, and the copper money was accurately embedded in the eyebrows of the corpse. "The nine secluded 'thousand corpse soul-eating array' has been shrouded for hundreds of miles, and the eyes can't be broken in half an hour. You and I will become corpse refining materials!"

A sea of corpses and blood

Lin Feng stepped on the head of the corpse, and the black blood splashed on the dragon lines and made a corrosive sound. These rotten corpses are not afraid of pain. They turn into new corpses when they fall to the ground, and they have turned into a tide of corpses in a blink of an eye.

"Find the array mage!" He roared at Qingyuan, and the dragon patterns all over his body soared, "Burn the sky!"

The bloody dragon breath swept across the battlefield, and hundreds of rotten corpses vaporized, but more immediately gushed out of the black fog. Lin Feng suddenly caught a glimpse of a birthmark on the wrist of a carrion corpse - it was clearly Lin He, the son of the Lin family! He was given the wound medicine three days ago.

"Don't even let go of the dead..." His pupils were stained with blood, and the dragon pattern condensed into a spear. "Jiuyou Demon Sect, you should be killed!"

The spear runs through the tide of corpses, piercing the bone ship in the center of the black cloud. The man in black at the bow of the boat sneered and raised his hand. Seven golden coffins broke out of the ground. The coffin turned out to be the body of the messenger of the mysterious holy land!

"Refining the corpse with the saint, it's a good way." Qingyuan's voice suddenly sounded behind the man in black, "It's a pity that the gossip said... you can't survive tonight."

The underworld is sacrificed.

The golden coffin burst, and seven corpses opened their eyes at the same time during the disaster. Lin Feng's dragon breath hit the body gas and was corroded and melted!

"Blood Dragon Soul, lend you 90% of your soul power!" He roared and bit the tip of his tongue.

"If you want to die, I will accompany you!" ** Dragon Soul Roaring. Lin Feng turned into a vertical pupil in her left eye, his right arm covered with dragon scales, and tore open the chest of the nearest corpse puppet with one claw. The beating heart suddenly appeared in the carrion - the heart was covered with blood-colored charms, which turned out to be a forbidden spell for living people to worship!

Qingyuan's copper coin array finally took shape, and the golden light locked the man in black robe: "The eye is in his Dantian!"

Lin Fenglong took his claws straight out of the other party's abdomen, but grabbed a beating brain. Countless ghosts were attached to the brain nerve, and the howling shook his soul to burst.

"This is... the moving magic of the Soul Eater Sect!" Qingyuan's face suddenly changed, "He is not a mage, but a double puppet of the son of the Demon Sect!"

The brain suddenly exploded, and the young man's joked laughed in the black fog: "Lin Feng, your dragon heart is reserved."

The tide of the corpse stopped in an instant and turned into black water. Lin Feng half knelt on the ground, and the white bones of the dragon scale peeled off. The antiphagocy of forcibly overdrawing soul power began to attack.

"I was fooled." Qingyuan wiped the blood stains on the corners of her mouth, "Jiuyou Shengzi Ji Wuye, likes to hunt Tianjiao the most. Three years ago, he cut the bone of the Kunlun sword, and last year he drew the fairy marrow of the saint of Yaochi..."

Lin Feng suddenly burst out, and the blood-stained dragon lines wrapped around Qingyuan's neck: "Have you known his means and deliberately used me as bait?"

"Shh--" Qingyuan pressed his fingertips on his eyebrows, and the cold touch actually suppressed the dragon soul riot. "Listen to the sound of the ground."

The ground began to tremble. The black blood of the previously melted body penetrated into the soil and outlined a huge altar. The crystal coffin slowly rose in the center of the altar, and the woman's appearance in the coffin was eight points similar to that of Lin Feng.

"This is the gift left by your mother." Qingyuan smiled and said, "With the blood of Jiuyou Demon Sect... Open the coffin!"