Chapter 624 Three or Five Good Friends

However.

This made Feng Xuankong's proud body protection barrier not stop the crying zombie at all.

In an instant.

There was only a muffled "boom".

A line of blood passed through the air, like a gorgeous flower blooming in the air.

Seeing this sudden change.

Everyone present was stunned.

They could never have imagined that the great elder of the Feng family, this person with unfathomable strength and regarded as the guardian of the family, was easily defeated by this mysterious monster that came out of nowhere.

At this time, the elders of the Feng family showed horror on their faces and shouted:

"Elder!"

"Grand elder!!"

The voices of the people were full of disbelief and deep panic. They stared at Feng Xuankong, whose life and death were unknown in the air, with their eyes wide open, and a storm was set off in their hearts.

At this time, everyone wanted to move forward, but they were completely suppressed by the terrifying corpse evil spirit of the crying zombie.

Looking at the crying zombie again, it stood quietly in the same place, exuding extremely dense black evil spirits.

These evil spirits seemed to have life, constantly swirling around, giving people an endless sense of oppression. The terrifying aura was even more frightening than the deepest and darkest abyss in the legend.

"This... is impossible!"

Not only the elders of the Feng family, but also Feng Xuankong himself.

His body-protecting divine barrier would not be broken so cleanly even if a cultivator in the Refining Void Condensation Realm used all his strength. It was like a piece of white paper, and it didn't work at all.

However, it was obvious.

The crying zombie would not answer Feng Xuankong's words.

At this time, the crying zombie pierced Feng Xuankong's body with one hand, and the evil spirit in his body also penetrated his internal organs.

As long as the crying zombie moved again, Feng Xuankong could be torn apart directly.

But Li Jiuqing did not give the crying zombie this order.

"Banned!"

The source of Feng Xuankong's Dantian was broken, and he had no ability to resist. After being imprisoned by Li Jiuqing, Feng Xuankong had completely become a lamb to be slaughtered.

"Go."

"Jie~"

Qi Zhuang pulled out his hand, and then his dark eyes swept around.

"No... not good."

"Go!"

At this moment.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"

The Feng family elders around fled quickly, but no matter how fast they were, they could not be faster than Qi Zhuang.

What awaited them in the end was only ruthless slaughter!

However, Li Jiuqing was a relatively frugal person. He collected the bodies and souls of these people after their death. After all, these were all eighth-level cultivators of the Incarnation Spirit, and they were a large number of combat forces after being refined into zombies.

Then.

After confirming that Feng Xuankong had no power to fight again, Li Jiuqing also stepped forward.

"Old immortal."

When Li Jiuqing's voice came, Feng Xuankong, who was full of resentment, slowly raised his head and looked at Li Jiuqing. He wanted to start to circulate the divine source, but because of the evil spirit in his body, he just wanted to resist and spurted out a mouthful of reverse blood. His face was pale.

"As a cultivator in the Refining Void Realm, you should have three or five friends."

"I'll give you a chance."

"Ask them for help."

"How?"

Li Jiuqing smiled evilly. It was obvious that this was Li Jiuqing's real goal.

Luring the law.

After that, these Refining Void Realm cultivators will be killed one by one and refined into zombies!

Feng Xuankong was not stupid, and he heard Li Jiuqing's thoughts at the first time.

"You... treacherous person..."

Feng Xuankong said weakly, but Li Jiuqing was not interested in what he said.

"Stop talking nonsense. You don't have much time left."

"Why don't you try what I said?"

"There is still a glimmer of hope."

"The life span of a cultivator in the Refining Void Sacrifice Realm is over 9,000 years. Considering your age, you should be able to live for a long time if you live normally."

"It's a pity to die now."

"Don't worry. Although you are sorry for your relatives and friends by doing this, I, Li Jiuqing, can swear to let you live. How about it?"

Li Jiuqing finished speaking.

Feng Xuankong's eyes also flashed with a strange color. Obviously, he was hit in the heart by Li Jiuqing. He, Feng Xuankong, is not a genius.

Although it took a lot of time to reach the Refining Void Realm, he still has nearly 300 years of life.

He has not yet reached the point of exhaustion, so he can't die calmly.

"Still hesitating?"

"You've seen that I, Li Jiuqing, am also a cultivator. Don't you believe in the oath of the Dao?"

"Those who break the oath will be haunted by demons."

Li Jiuqing continued to tempt.

"Are you serious...let me go?" Feng Xuankong said with almost all his last strength.

"Of course I'm serious!"

"In my life, the two words, integrity, are the most important!"

Li Jiuqing said solemnly.

At this time.

After dealing with those people, Qi Zhuang returned to Li Jiuqing.

"Okay."

Feng Xuankong regained hope in his heart at this time.

Seeing this, Li Jiuqing also suppressed the evil spirit in Feng Xuankong's body for a short time, and in just such a moment.

That Feng Xuankong did not disappoint Li Jiuqing.

Two communication marks were quickly activated and flew around.

"Well."

"Well done."

"It's still early, tell me first, what is the cultivation level of your two friends?"

Li Jiuqing smiled, like a devil.

...

At the same time.

Located in the border sea, within the Hanhai Xianzong, there is a cave hidden in the belly of the mountain.

This cave is surrounded by a faint mist, looming, as if isolated from the outside world.

And in the depths of this cave, there is a middle-aged man wearing a green Taoist robe and a pair of goat horns. He closed his eyes, like a sleeping immortal, exuding a mysterious and powerful aura.

Suddenly.

The middle-aged man's eyelids trembled slightly, and then his eyes, which were originally closed, slowly opened.

This man is called Sun Dong, one of the supreme elders in the Hanhai Xianzong, and he is also in the realm of Lianxu Jishen.

In an instant, two rays of light shot out from Sun Dong's eyes.

As he opened his eyes, the air around him seemed to condense, and an invisible pressure quietly spread.

"Hmm?"

After a breath.

The message from Feng Xuankong was also completely received by this person.

"Li Jiuqing, a reward of 100 million, and the inheritance of the Weeping Buddha Patriarch."

"Not bad, not bad."

"Brother Feng treats me well, and he also thinks of me for this opportunity."

As soon as the words fell.

Sun Dong stood up directly, and the door of the cave was opened. Seeing this, the disciples outside immediately came forward to greet him.

"Master."

"Master!"

Sun Dong glanced at the two of them lightly and then said.

"Tell the head master that I will participate in the Demon Hunting Conference later. I have something important to do, and I will be back soon."