Chapter 242: Corpse Refining Sect Branch

In the fog, the overwhelming sense of oppression surged, making people panic and want to turn around and run away.

However, the three were not ordinary people. They looked normal and were not affected by the oppression of the fog.

The horse snorted and trotted forward without stopping.

The three people's mental power was all dispersed to perceive the surrounding environment.

Not long after, the fog surged wildly, and dozens of dark green pupils were looming in the fog.

"Senior, let me do it." Song Changming, the youngest of the three, spoke first.

"No need." Nan Wuji raised his hand, and eight red swords that Song Changming had seen before appeared at his fingertips.

In a thought, the red swords flashed red light and disappeared into the fog in an instant.

After a moment, the eight red swords flew back and turned into internal energy again and merged into Nan Wuji's body.

Song Changming saw it all, and although it was not the first time he had seen it, he still could not help but sigh in his heart.

I don’t know what level of sword art this sword master has mastered, but he is really unique and amazing in the application of sword energy.

Before this, he had never seen the internal energy released and recycled again.

It must be said that this move is quite "thrifty". Otherwise, controlling eight such condensed red sword energies must be a huge consumption, how can it be as free as Nan Wuji.

The horses that the three people sat on did not stop, but continued to move forward.

And those dark green animal pupils in the fog have disappeared.

Under perception, there are only a group of wolf corpses.

This kind of fierce beast group living in the border area outside the domain is actually not a threat to them.

Only when they go deep into the land outside the domain will there be real danger.

Two days later.

In the fog, dust and sand flew on a barren mountain.

There are quite a few houses and halls built with sand and stone on the barren mountain.

There were many figures swaying in it.

On a huge rock, there were several ancient characters engraved.

Translated, it means the branch altar of the Corpse Refining Sect!

The air was filled with the smell of blood and the stench of rotten meat, which made people nauseous.

When the three arrived here, Song Changming looked at the sand rolling in the wind under his feet. There were many traces of blood soaking, dark red.

At the foot of the barren mountain, many mummies were staggering around.

Those who didn't know might think they had come to the land of hell.

Nan Wuji was about to use the red sword again, and Su Yaoguang suddenly said, "Let me do it this time."

After that, Su Yaoguang waved forward, and a large piece of silver moonlight dispersed the fog and covered the sandy wasteland in front.

Those mummies that were refined had no room for resistance. They were all knocked to the ground by the moonlight, their limbs were broken, and they could hardly get up.

Song Changming's eyes condensed.

This was the first time Su Yaoguang had taken action after two days of marching.

It must be said that the strength of this moonlight internal energy was really high, and it was not much different from the internal energy of Nan Wuji!

"There are enemies!"

"Enemy attack!"

On the barren mountain, the huge movement here immediately attracted the vigilance of the Corpse Refining Sect.

Soon, many Corpse Refining Sect members drove corpse puppets and came towards the three people.

"Who are you! Are you tired of living? You dare to attack my Corpse Refining Sect!"

The shouting came from afar.

"Solve it as soon as possible, I'll go to the barren mountain to take a look." Nan Wuji said, and sacrificed a red sword, and then he actually flew and stepped on the red sword.

The red sword carried him over all the corpse puppets and Corpse Refining Sect members, and went to the barren mountain.

"Flying with a sword?!" Song Changming was stunned. He didn't expect that the sword energy in Nan Wuji's hand could be played like this.

After a while, a roar came from the hall on the barren mountain.

"Nan Wuji!!"

"Not good!" Seeing this, the group of corpse-refining sect members who had just rushed down the mountain hesitated and wanted to go back to the mountain for help.

However, a piece of moonlight had already covered their heads, as if they were under an unbearable gravity.

Among them, the dried corpses and rotten corpses were all broken apart, and the black-eyed corpse puppet was also destroyed after only a moment of support.

Only the white-eyed corpse puppet could still withstand the moonlight and was not completely destroyed in one encounter.

"Kill!"

"Ah, ah, kill her!"

Many members of the corpse-refining sect looked at the soft white figure from afar in fear, commanding the white-eyed corpse puppet to rush over.

At this time, Song Changming would not just watch and turned over and got off the horse.

Looking at the group of white-eyed corpse puppets rushing over, he took a step forward.

Almost at the same time, lightning flashed on his body.

Zi.

Song Changming disappeared on the spot and turned into a residual image.

Two swords slashed the wind, and the bodies of the two white-eyed corpse puppets were separated and swept away by the wind.

In the past, Song Changming had to activate the blood explosion secret technique to kill the white-eyed corpse puppet.

Now, when he meets it again, he can kill it instantly with normal combat power!

They don't have the sword-style force-dissipating skills like Nan Wuji. When facing the long sword in Song Changming's hand head-on, no matter how tough their skin, flesh, and bones can resist it!

Song Changming did not slow down and rushed all the way. Wherever he passed, the corpse puppets were destroyed and swept into the wind.

"Not good!"

The face of the group of corpse-refining sect members changed drastically, and they wanted to escape at this time.

However, the strongest corpse puppets in their hands could not stop Song Changming, so how could they escape?

In just a moment, there was no movement under the barren mountain, only the blowing wind and sand and the screams on the ground.

Facing this group of corpse-refining sect members, Song Changming still left them alive, and only severely injured them to ask for information from outside the domain.

As outsiders, they entered the outer land and wandered around like headless flies. It was almost impossible to find the way to the ancient abyss country.

The best way was to consult local people. They lived in this outer land for many years and naturally knew more about it.

Therefore, after they entered the fog, they went straight to the stronghold of the Corpse Refining Sect as their first stop to obtain information and intelligence.

"Hmph, you can kill or cut us as you like. Don't even think about knowing anything from us!"

After listening to Song Changming's question, a Corpse Refining Sect member shouted sternly, very tough, and did not want to cooperate with Song Changming and the other two.

Song Changming did not hesitate, and the long knife in his hand casually swept across, releasing a fire blade energy, cutting off the head of the Corpse Refining Sect member, not giving the other party a chance to say a second word.

"You clean your necks, and if you do such a thing, the sect will never let you go!" Another person threatened the Corpse Refining Sect behind him.

As a result, he was chopped off by Song Changming.

Song Changming didn't want to waste words on such a tough guy.

"Who else has lived long enough?" Song Changming looked at the others.

The remaining dozens of people were silent for a while when they saw Song Changming's decisive killing.

"Does anyone know about the bottomless abyss?" Song Changming raised his knife and began to interrogate.

Everyone looked at each other, feeling uneasy, but they couldn't answer.

Some people were afraid that Song Changming would kill people, and they thought that many elders in the Corpse Refining Sect might know.

"Brother Song, I leave this to you."

Su Yaoguang shook his head when he saw that he couldn't get any useful information from these people. After that, he jumped up and glided up the mountain.

"Where is the Corpse Refining Sect?" Song Changming asked.

In order to survive or simply because they were scared by Song Changming, this time, the Corpse Refining Sect members explained everything clearly.

Song Changming also asked for more information about the Corpse Refining Sect.

The Corpse Refining Sect member who could summon the White Eyed Corpse Puppet was not a small fry in the Corpse Refining Sect. He had a certain status and strength and knew a lot about the sect.

"Do you recognize Ding Yanyun?" Song Changming suddenly changed the subject and asked.

This Ding Yanyun was the Corpse Refining Sect member he killed five or six years ago. He learned from him that it was the corpse of Song Changming's brother that he took away.

Now that he is dead, he has left him a clue to find out the whereabouts of his brother's body.

"I, I recognize him, but he has been missing for many years." One person hesitated, but still spoke carefully.

"I know, I killed him." Song Changming said slowly, his voice was grim.

When the man heard this, his expression froze instantly, and then he turned pale and panicked, fearing that Song Changming would be angry with him because of Ding Yanyun.

"What is your relationship with him?" Song Changming asked.

The man wanted to lie and hide the truth, but Song Changming cut off two of his fingers with a knife. He suddenly woke up and confessed everything honestly.