Chapter 150 Death Energy Erupts Completely, Qingfeng Zhenren Is Ready to Die

It took a full half an hour.

The thin young man finally woke up.

He walked around the underground palace several times like a madman.

His expression was dull and dazed.

He laughed from time to time.

He looked extremely scary.

At this moment.

The thin young man's face changed, and he stared at a ray of nine-colored divine fire in the dark pit.

That was Tushe Ancient Emperor Flame.

Tang Chen used it specifically to suppress death.

"What did the thief leave behind?"

The thin young man regarded the entire Blood Spirit Hall as his own.

Anyone who coveted it, he called a thief.

"Xue Ao's body was taken away, and the immortal weapon was also taken away. This thief took my things, and he even left a wisp of flame in the end, just to mock me!"

"Hateful, really hateful!"

"I, the True Immortal Xue Feng, swear to the heavens that I will find you even if I die!"

In a rage, the thin young man made a great wish.

Then, his spiritual power burst out from his body, and he grabbed Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Yan.

Om...

The spiritual power was burned out in an instant.

The thin young man didn't care at all, bursting out spiritual power again and again, grabbing the nine-color divine fire again and again.

Later, he once burst out with thick blood.

"Blood covers the world!"

The thin young man displayed the Taoist body of the blood fetus.

I saw a bloody aura spreading, covering the thin young man's body, and finally condensed into a set of evil armor.

The young man stretched out his hand and grabbed the nine-color divine fire again.

Although the nine-color divine fire continued to burn the blood, the young man remained unyielding.

Finally, he forcibly took it in.

"Suppress it!"

The thin young man took out a jade square seal.

The square seal smashed down, and it barely suppressed the nine-color divine fire.

"What kind of fire is this? I actually have to use the blood fetus Taoist body and the blood heaven fairy seal at the same time to barely suppress it."

The thin young man was extremely surprised.

Then, his face became cold and gloomy: "But no matter who you are, I will pull you out, and your things will be mine, whether it is this fire, or other things, or your body, they will all belong to me!"

The thin young man put the nine-color divine fire into the mustard bag.

He turned around and left the underground palace.

Just as the thin young man left, the entire underground palace, and even the entire Blood Spirit Hall ruins, were shaking.

Cracks appeared on the ground.

In each crack, a thick death aura permeated.

In the underground palace, the deep pit exploded.

The death aura surged like a tide, submerging the palaces one by one, turning into a gray-black ocean.

Soon.

The thin young man walked out of the ruins of the Blood Spirit Hall.

He turned his head and saw that the death energy had penetrated the heaven-covering immortal formation and was spreading wildly.

As the death energy was broken, a large amount of death energy surged around.

The two dead energy entangled wildly and finally turned into a terrifying storm.

Inside the storm, countless dead spirits roared.

It seemed to release the anger that had been sealed for more than 10,000 years.

The thin young man didn't care about this scene. He retracted his gaze and whispered: "There is a trace of spiritual power left on the flame. If I give it to the Blood Battle Cave Heaven, it should help me find the thief."

After speaking, the thin young man disappeared directly.

Buzz buzz buzz buzz...

The death energy storm did not stop expanding because of the thin young man's departure.

On the contrary, the death energy storm became more and more huge.

It continued to sweep across the earth and continued to condense dead spirits.

Finally, a loud bang sounded.

The heaven-covering immortal formation shattered.

A more fierce and surging death energy burst out.

In an instant, the sky and the earth were dark.

The howling wind mixed with death energy swept across the entire deathland in an instant.

"Another death energy tornado?"

In the deathland.

The adventurer noticed the strange phenomenon and prepared to leave.

But at this moment.

At the end of their vision, a tide appeared.

A tide condensed by death energy.

In the tide, tens of thousands of dead spirits roared and caused waves of harsh sound waves.

"What the hell is this?"

"So much death energy, so many dead spirits, sweeping over here!"

"Look, there are also death energy tides coming around, let's get away from here!"

The adventurer was scared.

They turned around and fled without thinking.

However, the concentration of death energy soared too fast, surpassing the limit they could bear.

Countless cultivators were infected by death energy, either losing their minds or dying on the spot.

The chaotic scene made the entire space a mess.

And!

This scene did not happen in the inner ring, but was spreading across the entire dead land at an extremely terrifying speed!

Black Feather City.

The adventurers fled in panic.

The speed of the death tide was so fast that it was already visible to the naked eye.

It would soon pour into Black Feather City.

With such a thick death aura, it was inevitable that Black Feather City would be destroyed.

If we didn't flee now, when would we?

In Xuanyang Sect.

From the elders to the errand disciples, everyone was mobilized to set up defensive fortifications at various places in the mountain gate.

One after another, the formations rose up.

Rays of light bloomed.

It seemed that Xuanyang Sect was protected from leaks.

However, in front of the endless tide of death, these formations and lights seemed so insignificant.

It was like a candlelight in the dark night.

It only took a breeze to extinguish it.

"Disperse!"

At this time, Qingfeng Zhenren suddenly said something.

Everyone looked at Qingfeng Zhenren in disbelief with a dull expression.

Qingfeng Zhenren's face showed reluctance, but his tone was full of helplessness: "Death Qi comes from all directions, Black Feather City can't resist it at all, and the fortifications you have built can't resist it either."

"Instead of resisting hard and dying with hatred in the end, it is better to escape while there is still time, maybe you can save your life!"

After the words fell, everyone was silent.

Qingfeng Zhenren's words were very realistic and true.

How can a mere Xuanyang Sect resist the tide of death?

"Xuanyang Sect can't die like this!"

Someone suddenly said something.

Immediately, countless disciples echoed in their hearts.

Their faces showed a resolute look.

"This is just a mountain gate. If the mountain gate is destroyed, it can be rebuilt in the future. Xuanyang Sect is not dead."

"But if you die and are buried in the wasteland, even if Xuanyang Sect is rebuilt, it will be no different from being dead."

"The sect values ​​people, not slogans!"

"If people die, everything will be meaningless."

Qingfeng Zhenren's words were very calm.

So calm that there was no ripple.

Below.

The people of Xuanyang Sect, who looked unwilling, put away their sonorous anger and buried it deep in their hearts.

They looked around and said nothing.

It seemed that they wanted to remember this mountain gate deep in their minds.

"Xiu'er, Yang'er, the task of evacuation is handed over to you."

Qingfeng Zhenren said to Bai Ruxiu and Tieyang.

These words made the two stunned for a moment, and they said in surprise at the same time: "Master, where are you?"

Qingfeng Zhenren looked at the rolling death energy and said with a fearless attitude: "My junior master is still in the dead place, I want to save him."