Chapter 259: Destroy the Sect! (Two in One)

On the top of the mountain, in the hall.

The leader of the Corpse Refining Sect was listening to the report from his disciples.

Now, all the sect members and masters from outside the domain have evacuated Dalai, announcing the end of the confrontation with the Dalai martial arts world.

At the same time, the power of Song Changming's sword in the past also destroyed the status and voice of the Corpse Refining Sect outside the domain.

There are already too many vassals who are no longer obedient, and there are also many people and forces from outside the domain who dare to challenge their Corpse Refining Sect.

Even within the Corpse Refining Sect, many fence-sitters chose to disappear and flee, fearing that Song Changming would come to hunt them down, and it would be too late to escape by then.

For a time, the entire Corpse Refining Sect was in turmoil.

Sect leader Fang Kui was angry, but he had lost a lot of powerful people in the sect in vain before, so even if he wanted to settle accounts with those who violated the will of the Corpse Refining Sect, he was powerless.

When the wall fell, everyone pushed it. At present, the Corpse Refining Sect felt that the situation was over.

Fang Kui knew very well that there was only one way to reverse this trend.

That is to kill Song Changming and use his head to intimidate the world!

As long as Song Changming is killed by his Corpse Refining Sect, the lost reputation of the sect will be restored overnight, even stronger than before!

Without Song Changming, the Dalai Wujie is no longer so afraid of him, not to mention being able to manipulate him at will.

It's a pity that his idea is good, but he has asked for help from the Guyuan Kingdom, but it has not been heard from yet.

Without strong support, what can he do to kill Song Changming?

"Damn it, I have already taken out the best materials that can refine green-eyed corpse puppets, and half of the supplies of the Corpse Refining Sect, but I can't recruit people from my sect?"

Fang Kui had a gloomy look on his face and was upset.

Everyone in the Corpse Refining Sect in the sect was worried that Song Changming would come to kill him, and he was no exception.

Even as the leader of the Corpse Refining Sect, he was more worried about this happening than anyone else.

Just when he was about to contact the sect again and promise greater benefits to ask for help, a quick bell rang above the sect.

"Huh?!" Fang Kui frowned immediately.

"What's the matter?"

A strong man from the Corpse Refining Sect came quickly and shouted when he saw Fang Kui.

"Oh no, that Song Changming is here to kill me!"

"What!!"

As the saying goes, what you worry about will come true. Fang Kui was shocked and immediately walked out of the hall with the corpse puppet and looked down at the mountain.

Boom!

A wind dragon rushed up from the foot of the mountain.

The grass and trees along the way were all turned into ashes, and the mummies and the Corpse Refining Sect members wandering in the mountains were also washed away.

Song Changming rode on the wind dragon and headed all the way to the top of the mountain.

No one could stop him along the way!

He rushed all the way to the top of the mountain.

For a while, the whole mountaintop was gusting with strong winds, and everyone was shocked by the power of this wind dragon.

The terrifying and sharp sword energy seemed to overturn the entire top of the mountain where the Corpse Refining Sect was located.

"Kill! Kill him!" Fang Kui shouted loudly.

Many corpse puppets immediately rushed forward under the control of a group of corpse refiners.

Hidden weapons and traps, and at the same time, they all greeted Song Changming.

For a while, the scene was quite chaotic.

This time, Song Changming broke into the opponent's lair, facing the entire high-end combat power of the Corpse Refining Sect!

The young corpse refiners who rose in the contemporary era, the elders of the old generation of the sect, the old monsters who did not come out of the world, etc., all summoned their own powerful corpse puppets on this mountain top.

"Little kid, today you will never come back!"

"Dare to break into my Corpse Refining Sect alone, it's so arrogant!"

Those who can make such cruel words are probably the Corpse Refining Sect members who have been in seclusion for a long time and don't care about the world.

They don't know what happened in the outside world recently, and they have never heard of Song Changming.

They only know that no one has dared to trespass into the headquarters of their Corpse Refining Sect.

Even the Sword Master Nan Wuji back then had never done this!

Not to mention the young warrior in front of them, this was no different from coming to die!

The only thing that puzzled them was the other members of the Corpse Refining Sect around them, all of whom were extremely nervous, as if they were facing a great enemy.

Even their Sect Master was no exception.

Suspicion was born in their hearts, and the next moment, these people understood why everyone was so nervous.

The moment Song Changming landed, the wind dragon's sword energy came whistling, and many disciples on the mountain were attacked by the wind dragon, just like crushing ants and grasshoppers, and they died immediately after being touched.

Then the wind dragon flew into the sky, and suddenly split into eight, and the dragons danced wildly on the top of the mountain, like eight tornadoes and hurricanes.

Under this hurricane, the mountain wall of the Corpse Refining Sect collapsed, the halls and peak towers were razed to the ground, and the bricks, stones, beams and wood were blown into the sky and fell into the mountains.

Seeing that the huge Corpse Refining Sect was about to be demolished and destroyed by the people in front of them.

Many old men from the Corpse Refining Sect were the most anxious.

They enjoyed the status and power brought by the Corpse Refining Sect. Now that the Corpse Refining Sect was destroyed, their past status and position in the sect were also destroyed accordingly.

"Stop!" Sect Master Fang Kui roared with anger.

As the leader of a sect, he could not accept the result of the sect being destroyed.

"Kill him!"

Many corpse puppets received the order and flew towards Song Changming from all directions regardless of the roar of the wind dragon.

Song Changming's feet were filled with lightning and he stepped heavily.

The thunder-attributed energy was like a series of thunder pulses, rushing to the surroundings.

Even the yellow-eyed corpse puppets with the highest combat power were fixed in place, some fell heavily, and some were blown hundreds of meters away under this thunder-attributed impact.

None of the yellow-eyed corpse puppets could get into Song Changming's body!

Using the cultivation level of the eighth level of Qi Refining to activate the Flying Thunder Technique of the Perfection Realm, combined with the terrifying strength of his kick itself, is enough to create such a huge power.

"This is impossible!"

Many members of the Corpse Refining Sect showed disbelief when they saw this scene, feeling as if their faith had collapsed.

The yellow-eyed corpse puppet is their belief, the ultimate corpse puppet they have been pursuing!

Any yellow-eyed corpse puppet is enough to compete with the powerful ones on the Dalai Heavenly Ranking!

As long as they refine a yellow-eyed corpse puppet, they can rise to the top of the sect, and they can almost walk sideways outside the territory!

Such a dream lover did nothing when facing Song Changming. He was so weak that it was unbelievable!

How can this not make their mentality collapse?

Song Changming was indifferent, with a calm expression on his face, and golden flames floated from the long knife in his hand, which looked like strips of golden satin, dancing around Song Changming.

With one slash of the sword, golden glow swept in all directions, and those yellow-eyed corpse puppets roared and were killed by Song Changming!

Fang Kui's eyes were glazed over. He had had nightmares for several nights before, and finally it came to reality.

The strongest corpse puppet in the sect that he was proud of in the past was easily destroyed by Song Changming just now. It was no different from other corpse puppets.

Under Song Changming's sword, all living beings seemed to be equal!

Strong and weak, all with one sword!

Without the corpse puppets to rely on, this group of Corpse Refining Sect members also lost most of their strength.

"escape!"

Many members of the Corpse Refining Sect reacted quickly. After the Corpse Puppet was destroyed, they realized that the sect was finished and immediately wanted to escape down the mountain.

But in the end, very few of them managed to escape with their lives. Most of them were killed by Song Changming's raging sword energy before they could escape down the mountain.

Although the wind attribute sword art is only at the ninth level, it still has merits after practicing it to the perfection state.

For such a large-scale strangulation, this sword technique is perfect.

Not a moment later.

The corpse refining sect is full of ruins and broken walls. Those corpse puppets and members of the sect have suffered numerous casualties.

Looking around, only Song Changming can still stand on this mountain.

He slowly walked up to the leader of the Corpse Refining Sect.

Fang Kui suffered penetrating wounds from the sword's energy on his chest and abdomen. He was seriously injured, but he was not dead.

"With your strength, I don't understand why you still stay in Dinerai," Fang Kui said weakly as he lay on the ground.

His chest was like an old blower, rising and falling constantly, as if he was about to be out of breath.

"Why, do you have a way to cross the abyss?" Song Changming couldn't help but ask.

Fang Kui was speechless. Even if he knew, there was no way he could tell Song Changming, the man who destroyed his sect.

"If I had known of your existence earlier, I would definitely not have invaded Dalai," Fang Kui muttered to himself, his eyes a little distracted.

When he said this, he seemed to regret the decision he made back then.

But right now, regret is meaningless.

The Corpse Refining Sect outside the territory is gone, and he is finished. He has to let it go if he doesn't want to.

"Don't be complacent, I will not let you go!" Fang Kui said this last sentence and breathed his last.

"The Corpse Refining Sect of Ancient Yuan Kingdom?" Song Changming's eyes showed a cold light.

Even if the Corpse Refining Sect of Guyuan Kingdom doesn't look for him, he will take the initiative to look for him in the future.

Ever since he learned that his brother's body had been stolen and would most likely be turned into a corpse puppet and controlled by others, he felt angry and disgusted with the Corpse Refining Sect.

He was hostile to both the branch of the Corpse Refining Sect from outside the territory and the original Corpse Refining Sect of the Ancient Yuan Kingdom.

If there is a chance in the future, he would not mind completely wiping out this evil sect!

Song Changming looked around and walked into the ruins of the palaces and towers to check.

Soon, he found a lot of valuable materials, a lot of money from the country of Dalai, a large amount of fog gold, and many rare materials and treasures unique to the heavy fog outside the territory.

"No wonder this world is full of plunder. It is true that one can become rich overnight."

Even Song Changming was quite amazed when he saw this gain.

Such a large corpse refining sect, with hundreds of years of development and inheritance, you can imagine how many treasures are hidden in the sect.

Even when Song Changming killed the second prince of Da Han, the amount of royal treasure he gained was far less than the profit at hand.

Back then, he relied on the royal collection to directly achieve financial freedom.

He never had to worry about money again during his martial arts training. He could easily obtain any martial arts materials that could be bought with money.

And this time the income was far greater than the royal collection, so Song Changming naturally would not turn a blind eye.

He rescued a group of living materials from a dungeon.

That is to say, people who have not yet been killed are being held captive just because they possess certain characteristics that make them the best materials for the Corpse Refining Sect to refine corpse puppets.

This group of people is quite large. The total number of people in several prisons is nearly a thousand!

There are many martial arts masters with Qi refining realm among them!

After these people came out, they saw the corpses of the Corpse Refining Sect members everywhere and the ruined sect buildings. They felt as if they were in a trance, as if they were in another world.

"You're not dreaming." One person murmured.

"What happened? Lian, the Corpse Refining Sect is just gone?"

"God's eyes are open"

Then, they came to their senses and were grateful to Song Changming for rescuing them. Some of them had already burst into tears, venting out the pain they had suffered in the Corpse Refining Sect.

"My dear benefactor, please tell me what you have to say!" A master of Qi refining said with his hands raised.

Perhaps because the battle had just ended, he could sense the powerful internal energy fluctuations on Song Changming's body, which made him extremely frightened.

Knowing that Song Changming was a top master far beyond his imagination!

"He must be a strong man on the Heavenly Ranking!" The Qi Refining master was sure in his heart.

"Go find the Changming Society and give this letter to their leader, and ask him to bring people here." Song Changming handed the envelope he had just written to the person in front of him and said.

"I will definitely live up to your trust!" The Qi Refining master said seriously.

Seeing him pick up a knife on the ground and leave in a hurry, Song Changming thought about it and wrote a few more letters just in case, and gave them to several powerful Dalai warriors to deliver.

Make sure that there is no accidental notification to Liang Zhaolong.

It was a bit negligent not to bring Song Ping'an and others on this trip.

If you want to move away the many spoils of the Corpse Refining Sect, it is impossible without dozens of people and ox carts.

After the group of people took their food and left, Song Changming stayed alone on the ruins of the mountain.

Not long after, the black crows and vultures in the sky came in groups, smelling the blood.

They thought they could have a good meal, but Song Changming's fingertips ejected several streams of energy, like bullets, shooting into the air and killing the raptors and fog beasts that came with the smell of blood.

He picked a few with sufficient blood and qi to roast bird meat and bird wings for today.

In addition to filling his stomach, it was also to replenish the blood, flesh and essence needed for daily body training.

Even when he was away from home, even in such a dangerous place outside the domain, as long as the conditions were sufficient, he would still practice properly and not let time go in vain.

Perhaps this place has long been the territory of the Corpse Refining Sect, so even after two days, not many fog beasts dared to go up this mountain, and even few approached this area.

Only some raptors would fall and become Song Changming's food.

Song Changming calculated the time and estimated that it would take some time for Liang Zhaolong to receive his letter and come.

Just then, fog rolled in the distant sky.

Song Changming seemed to sense something and looked up.

In the fog, several figures fell from the sky and landed on the mountain.

They were all wearing black robes and were quite mysterious.

Several people looked around, their eyes fell on the corpses and blood on the ground, and they looked at the collapsed mountain gate and were speechless.

Until they saw the only living person on the mountain, Song Changming.

The two sides met eyes.

Song Changming also confirmed the other party's identity, a member of the Corpse Refining Sect!

The reason was that the yellow pupils under the black robe were unusually eye-catching, and they were yellow-eyed corpse puppets.

"Did you do it and destroy this branch of the sect here?" Qi Tian said in a deep voice.

He also saw at a glance that Song Changming was not a member of the Corpse Refining Sect, but a real Qi Refining cultivator.

Song Changming's heart moved. Whether it was the other party's tone or the way he just appeared from the sky, it was hard for him not to think too much.

Two people in total, plus several high-quality corpse puppets!

"Are you a step late?" Qi Tian muttered to himself, his eyes gradually becoming colder.

"Brother, the sect supplies behind him are still there!" Qi Yun suddenly pointed to the many treasure chests that Song Changming had piled up behind him and said.

"Take these supplies, and then find the green-eyed corpse puppet materials promised by the branch leader. This trip will not be in vain."

Qi Tian nodded slightly, and his brows relaxed a little.

Although the process was a bit unexpected, and this sect branch was gone, he could accept the benefits of coming here in the end.

"My eldest brother asked you, are you deaf?" Qi Yun shouted at Song Changming impatiently.

"You came from Guyuan Country? Disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect?" Song Changming finally spoke, got to the point, and asked directly.

"This brat!" Qi Yun was angry and directly controlled the two yellow-eyed corpse puppets beside him to go towards Song Changming.

He planned to subdue Song Changming first.

Perhaps because they were from the corpse refining sect, the two yellow-eyed corpse puppets on the other side had clearer pupils and stronger bodies than any yellow-eyed corpse puppet Song Changming had seen before.

In a flash, the two yellow-eyed corpse puppets arrived in front of Song Changming, and their sandbag-sized fists came to strangle him.

The shadows covered, and the fist wind cut through the air, with full pressure, ruffling Song Changming's hair.

Song Changming was not panicked, standing in place without any intention of dodging.

Just when Qi Yun thought that the boy in front of him was playing tricks, Song Changming suddenly raised his foot.

The Flying Thunder Art was performed, and the lightning reappeared.

An accelerated side kick, a residual image in the air, instantly hit the side waist of the first yellow-eyed corpse puppet.

With the sound of the bones breaking, the yellow-eyed corpse puppet's huge body of nearly three meters was instantly deformed and twisted by Song Changming's kick!

Not only that, the first yellow-eyed corpse puppet also hit the second corpse puppet, causing the two corpse puppets to be kicked away by Song Changming, and crashed directly into the ruins on the side.

"You!" Qi Yun widened his eyes and looked at Song Changming again, his expression became suspicious.

The kick just now could actually kick his two yellow-eyed corpse puppets away!

If this person was an innate warrior in Guyuan Country, it would be fine, but the problem was that he had never detected the innate breath from the other party, nor did he see the appearance of innate energy.

He was surprised that he could do this without the cultivation of the innate realm.

Bang!

The ruins exploded, and one of the yellow-eyed corpse puppets jumped out, and it seemed that he could still move a little.

As for the other yellow-eyed corpse puppet that had just been kicked hard by Song Changming, it was already lying in the ruins, unable to move, like a broken toy that had been treated roughly.

Qi Yun hurriedly recalled the still-moving yellow-eyed corpse puppet to check the damage.

"Brother, let me deal with him after you catch him!" Qi Yun said angrily.

"Well, capture him alive, and allow him to get hurt." Qi Tian did not comfort his brother too much, and directly gave instructions to the corpse puppet he brought with him.

Then, the corpse puppet moved and slowly took off the big hood on its head.

On the stiff face, a pair of pupils with a strange luster, not yellow light, but a ghostly green!

This is actually a green-eyed corpse puppet!