Chapter 834 Need to Pay Extra

Watching Yun Feilong enter the ninth floor of the Netherworld and go to collect the Netherworld Treasure Mirror.

However, the monk Haha and the others outside were not in a hurry.

As expected, two more figures appeared and chased Yun Feilong.

These two were rising stars of the Corpse Driving Sect, one was called Lan Fu and the other was called Wu Chongyun.

Not only that, there were several other escape lights behind the two, also rushing over.

Outside the Netherworld, the monk Haha laughed and said:

"Haha, I didn't expect that all of you Taoists have set up a back-up plan for the Corpse Driving Sect."

"It seems that we are all planning the same thing."

The old farmer Mu Sangzi said:

"The Corpse Driving Sect is originally one of the four sects of Yuanzhou, and it is only natural for us to send people to investigate."

"But you two are out-and-out thieves."

Huo Wuyuan sneered:

"After saying so much, aren't you also coming for the Netherworld Treasure Mirror."

"Then let's see who has a stronger back-up plan."

He showed a confident look.

In the ninth floor of the Netherworld, there was a tall corpse with a person in his hand. It was the eldest brother Gu Tianxing.

The corpse grinned coldly, and its body suddenly accelerated, blocking Yun Feilong and other cultivators.

Its aura was rising step by step, and its strength was close to the Heavenly Immortal Realm!

He offered a strange picture, and countless crows flew out of it and killed the others.

Lan Fu, Wu Chongyun and others were shocked and angry, and hurriedly used their magical powers to fight with the corpse.

"Jueyin Tower!"

"Nether Yin Wheel!"

"Breaking Mountain Immortal Plow!"

Several magical powers and magic weapons were mercilessly bombarded at the corpse.

However, the corpse relied on the spirit of the ten thousand crows in the strange picture to fight against six people alone and dragged the other six people!

Yun Feilong took this opportunity to fly quickly to the Netherworld Treasure Mirror.

Outside the Netherworld, Haha Monk shouted:

"Haha, Senluotu, this is a replica of that treasure! You even brought this out!"

"Huo Wuyuan, it turns out that the 100,000-year-old corpse king was your trick, or it is simply your clone!"

Huo Wuyuan looked pleased:

"It's not a clone, but a trace of my true spirit is hidden in it."

"I have planned everything, how could I not be on guard against you coming to pick peaches?"

"My soul is comparable to a celestial being, and the strength of the Ten Thousand Crows Map is not inferior to the acquired spiritual treasure. Even if I want to kill all of you, I have more than enough backup."

"No one can stop Yun Feilong from collecting the Netherworld Treasure Mirror!"

The other people suddenly changed their faces.

After all, Huo Wuyuan was so shrewd and skilled that he left such a backup without knowing it.

In the Netherworld, Huo Wuyuan's backup had an absolute advantage.

However, the Netherworld is already very extraordinary, equivalent to a super domain. Even if several Xuanxians join forces, it will take several days to break it.

And they were held back by Huo Wuyuan, unable to concentrate on breaking the formation, and naturally could not quickly enter the Netherworld.

Several people were gloomy, watching Yun Feilong fly to the Netherworld Treasure Mirror, and also took out a strange picture, ready to collect and refine the treasure mirror.

Huo Wuyuan was overjoyed, and the big thing was settled!

The other three regretted it!

However, just when Yun Feilong approached the Netherworld Treasure Mirror within ten miles, something strange happened.

"Xuan Yin Big Handprint!"

A figure appeared out of thin air in the air, offering a huge palm of a hundred feet, pinching the seal with his hand, and slapping it from the sky.

Yun Feilong was shocked and hurriedly offered a Jue Yin sword to fight back head-on, also condensing soul power.

"Boom--"

The sword and palm intersected and disappeared in the air at the same time, and the air wave rolled, affecting a hundred miles.

Yun Feilong shouted coldly:

"Corpse dragon!"

Two dragon corpses swirled out and strangled in the air.

"Dragon your mother!"

The next moment, a figure flashed and appeared behind Yun Feilong.

The man rushed forward and punched out, causing rolling white waves, and even the space began to distort.

Yun Feilong didn't have time to turn around, but he was not panicked.

Because he had refined the third earth immortal corpse dragon, which never left his body, only turned into a belt to protect his body, and could automatically counterattack when encountering an enemy.

Sure enough, a red corpse dragon roared out, with a deafening momentum.

The next moment, Bai Yu's iron fist blasted down.

The corpse dragon and Yun Feilong were directly blasted into a pool of blood mist!

A fierce white flag flew out, collecting the blood mist and the other two corpse dragons.

It's a long story, but in fact, from Bai Yu's appearance to killing Yun Feilong, it was just a short moment!

Outside the Netherworld, Huo Wuyuan was shocked and angry, his eyes full of disbelief:

"What the hell! Yun Feilong's strength has reached the middle stage of the Earthly Immortal, and he has three Earthly Immortal Corpse Dragons and the Nine Yin Secret Technique, but he was defeated in two moves!"

Monk Haha was also stunned:

"The Four Sects of Yuanzhou really have some background, and they sent out such a genius without knowing it! Haha."

"I just don't know if he is a disciple of Shennong Valley or Lingque Villa?"

Mu Sangzi was also shocked. Where did this person come from?

There is no such person in my Shennong Valley.

He said directly:

"He is not a disciple of my Shennong Valley. There is no such person in Lingque Villa, Xuanji City and Cangwu City."

"That person has a demonic aura, and I don't know how many ghosts are refined in a white flag. It is absolutely impossible for the Four Sects of Yuanzhou to have such a disciple."

The four of them looked at each other, trying to find some clues from each other's faces.

Huo Wuyuan snorted coldly:

"A bunch of shameless old men, since you all say it's not true, could it be that my Ten Disaster Sect is still killing each other?"

Monk Haha said:

"Haha, there is no point in talking more. Whose disciple is he? We will see the result soon!"

The four men stopped fighting for a while, and their eyes all looked at the ninth floor of the Nether Realm.

In the Nether Realm, the 100,000-year-old corpse and Lan Fu, Wu Chongyun and others were also fighting.

At this moment, Yun Feilong was dead, and there was a guy who took advantage of the situation. Naturally, they stopped at the same time and rushed to the Nether Capital Treasure Mirror to stop Bai Yu.

However, Bai Yu did not advance but retreated, holding the white flag and moving away from the Nether Capital Treasure Mirror.

Wu Chongyun was stunned and couldn't help shouting:

"Who are you? Why don't you take the Nether Capital Treasure Mirror?"

Bai Yu said lightly:

"I am Duan Renlong, the gold medal killer of Luosha Hall."

"Someone paid a lot of money to ask me to help once."

"I will only help once. If you want to take the Nether Capital Treasure Mirror, you have to pay more."

While speaking, his eyes intentionally or unintentionally swept over the cultivator in Shennong Valley.

Then, he really left the battlefield and sorted out the spoils from the white banner.

He found several good things left by Yun Feilong.

A sword, a palm, and a finger, all of which were talismans condensed by the Nine Yin Secret Method.

The Xuanyin handprint was ready to move, and after absorbing these three talismans, its proficiency was directly raised to the ninth level.

In the center of the handprint, a Xuanlu was condensed.

[Primary Xuanlu, Xuanyin! ]

Although this Xuanlu is only at the primary level, its power is not inferior to the intermediate Xuanlu.

On the other side, Wu Chongyun and others were stunned.

Seeing that Bai Yu really had no intention of fighting for it, several people started fighting again.