Heaven Defying Supreme

Chapter 442: Mountains and Rivers of Death

From the costumes of the corpses, it can be seen that more than 80 of them are disciples of Huangfu Shengzong's holy soul lineage, and more than 50 are disciples of Fumai.

The remaining hundreds of corpses are disciples of Eternal Immortal Sect and Immortal Soul Immortal Palace!

At this moment, two spirit boats rowed across the swamp, chasing one after the other, galloping towards the God Burying Abyss.

On the spiritual boat in the rear, a burly and extraordinary disciple of the Eternal Immortal Sect: Cui Fan, looked at the fleeing spirit boat hundreds of miles ahead, and said with a grim smile:

"You losers of the Huangfu Sect will not be able to escape! If you are captured without a fight, Cui will keep your whole body if you do what he said, otherwise, if you are caught by me, you will all be torn to pieces!"

Behind Cui Fan, more than 400 Eternal Immortal Sect disciples echoed and clamored: "Hahahaha, look at you miserable ants, how pitiful!"

"Don't stop the spirit boat quickly, otherwise, let us catch it, the man will suffer from cramps, and the woman will be raped and humiliated to death!"

"..."

On the spirit boat fleeing in front of him, there were thirty disciples of Huangfu Shengzong who were covered with scars.

Among them are 19 male and female disciples headed by Ke Xinyi; the other is 11 Fumai disciples headed by Huangfu Tingfeng.

At this moment, Ke Xinyi's breath was disordered, her face was pale, and there was a stream of blood hanging from the corner of her mouth. There was a shocking wound on her chest, which was obviously pierced by a sword!

Huangfu beside her was listening to the wind, his whole body was covered with dozens of deep scars, his expression was extremely ugly!

The disciples of the second vein behind the two were even more miserable, their eyes revealing panic and uneasiness, looking at Huangfu Tingfeng and Ke Xinyi, they asked in a low voice:

"Senior Brother Huangfu, what shall we do?"

"Senior brother Huangfu, will we die..."

"Senior Sister Ke, where are we going now!"

"..."

Hearing this, Huangfu Tingfeng suddenly turned his head and glanced at the crowd, "Quiet!"

Afterwards, Huangfu Tingfeng stepped forward to help Ke Xinyi, and said with worried eyes: "You are seriously injured, please sit down and rest for a while."

"Hmm..." Ke Xinyi's vermilion lips parted slightly, and a gust of blood spewed out, her beautiful eyes revealed deep despair, and she said intermittently, "Senior Brother Huangfu, I...I'm afraid I can't do it."

"Senior Sister Ke!" The disciples of the Holy Soul lineage looked sad.

"Don't think about it, you'll be fine." Huangfu Tingfeng supported Ke Xinyi to sit on the spirit boat, and said softly, "You rest at ease, I'll take care of the rest."

Ke Xinyi raised her head tremblingly, stared at Huangfu and listened to the wind, and said in a weak voice: "Senior brother Huangfu, I have 110 members of the holy soul, and now only these are the only ones left alive. If I die, I hope you can help me." They, let them walk out of the Eternal Land alive, can, can..."

Huangfu Tingfeng sighed, nodded heavily, "Okay, I promise you!"

"Thank... thank you." After Ke Xinyi finished speaking, she leaned on the spirit boat, looked at the sky, a line of tears slid down her pale face, and murmured to herself: "Master, I am sorry for you. The disciples have not completed the task."

"You asked me to find a way to kill Tan Yun, Mu Mengyu, and Xue Ziyan, but I haven't found them yet."

"You let the disciples protect you, the disciples of the holy soul are being tested, but...but so many people died..."

Ke Xinyi's unwilling voice was heard by Huangfu Tingfeng. He frowned and didn't say anything. Instead, he looked back, looked at the 28 people, and said desperately: "The most dangerous place is the safest place. Now I propose to go to the God Burial Abyss!"

"Senior brother Huangfu, we all listen to you!" The 28 people spoke in unison.

Behind him, Cui Fan on the spirit boat couldn't help but sneer in his heart when he heard the words, "An hour ago, I was ordered by the young master to go to the God Burial Abyss to investigate the cause of death of Senior Brother Qingyang and others. Abyss, hehehehe, just what I want!"

...

At the same time, in the northeast direction of the entrance of the Burial God Abyss, among the mountains a million miles away, thick and huge sword glows sounded, accompanied by chattering curses:

"A group of low-ranking bastards who still want to kill Ben Zhenjun! His grandma's must force me to use a kitchen knife, and I will die!"

"Boom!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"ah!"

"Forgive me..."

The gravel splashed, the trees were broken in pieces, and amidst the screams and begging for mercy, the ten disciples of the Eternal Immortal Sect were bombarded by the sword light into ten balls of blood mist!

Among the shattered mountains, the number one expert in the Fenglei sect: Tucao Jun Lu Ren, majesticly holding a kitchen knife, slaughtered the enemy!

For this trial in the Eternal Land, there are only 50 people from the Fenglei lineage. Before entering the Eternal Land, Lu Ren planned the meeting place and led 49 disciples from the Fenglei lineage to the God Burial Abyss.

Strange to say, Lu Ren may have been unlucky. He took forty-nine disciples along the way, except that only one of them was eaten alive by a monster lurking in the swamp when he passed through a swamp. During the month, Leng did not meet a single enemy.

Just now, he met ten Eternal Immortal Sect disciples, who were also killed by him with a kitchen knife, a high-grade thunder-attribute treasure.

"Senior brother Lu is mighty!"

"Senior Brother Lu, you are like a man who is in charge of everything!"

"That's right, our Senior Brother Lu is so powerful, he wiped out the enemies in two or three minutes!"

"..."

With the sound of worship and flattery echoing from all the disciples, Lu Ren pointed at the disciples with a kitchen knife in his hand, cursing and saying, "You are awesome! I am so powerful, how come I didn't even make it to the top eight of the Crouching Dragon Ranking?"

"Please flatter me, can you not be too fake? Didn't the mother see that those ten people just now were all low-class people?"

"Hey, hey, but you can praise me for other things, such as the jade tree facing the wind! The appearance is extraordinary, whatever."

Hearing this, all the disciples were stunned, and their faces were stupefied.

At this moment, suddenly, a sinister laughter rolled down from the sky like thunder, "Damn fat man, since you said that the ten people you killed from my clan were not in the top class, then would you evaluate whether I was in the top class?"

"Mountain and River Map of Death, kill me!"

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the sky trembled, and a scroll shot down from the hands of a young disciple of the Eternal Immortal Sect in the sky. Suddenly, the scroll opened, and it looked like a picture of mountains and rivers!

The moment the scroll was opened, black light overflowed all over the place, and a black mountain peak with a height of one zhang on it, as if it came to life, separated from the scroll, and suddenly turned into a huge mountain with a height of a thousand zhang!

"Buzz--"

In the pitch-black mountain, the endless and vast power of death surged out, with the void of cracks, and in the dense space cracks, it suddenly suppressed Lu Ren and other forty-nine people in the mountains at a very high speed!