Rebirth of the City Immortal Emperor

At this moment, the disciple of the Netherworld Sect finally knew that the person in front of him was Zhang Yi.

Although it was the first time that he saw Zhang Yi, he seemed to be very familiar with Zhang Yi's name. Once he heard this name, he knew a series of things about Zhang Yi.

At this moment, the Netherworld Sect disciple finally knew that he was seriously injured by this punch.

Facing the famous Zhang Yi, he dared to underestimate the enemy so badly that he deserved it.

At this time, Zhang Yi continued to raise his fist.

The disciple of the Netherworld Sect hurriedly shouted sharply:

"Zhang Yi! Wait! I heard people say that you are a man of indomitable power! I ask you, dare you not let me rest for a quarter of an hour, and then fight with you again?"

Zhang Yi smiled slightly:

"Exciting generals?"

The disciple of the Netherworld Sect hurriedly explained:

"If I fight you dignifiedly, I may not lose to you! I just underestimated the enemy, and you succeeded in disguising as a pig and eating a tiger! You will wait for me for a quarter of an hour, and I will let you know in a quarter of an hour. What is cruelty!"

Zhang Yi said indifferently:

"Why don't you wait for a moment? But! But, should you also get something in exchange?"

Upon hearing Zhang Yi's willingness to let go, the disciple of the Netherworld Sect hurriedly asked:

"what do you want?"

Zhang Yi said:

"I want to know the purpose of your coming to find the ghost and immortal fetus."

Although Zhang Yi has many secrets that he doesn’t know the answer and wants to ask the Netherworld disciple in front of him, Zhang Yi also knows that those secrets are too important. Even if he asks, the Netherworld disciple may not tell him the truth. It is more likely to be useful. Lies come to prevarication.

Therefore, Zhang Yi slightly considered it and chose a question about the probability that a Netherworld Sect disciple might tell the truth.

The disciple of the Netherworld Sect was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect Zhang Yi to ask this question.

Then, he couldn't help laughing:

"I think what you are asking, it turns out to be this question, then I mind telling you the answer!"

Speaking of this, I saw the Netherworld Sect disciple slowly crawling out of the big pit.

He came to the side of the pit, raised his head and arched his hands towards the huge face in the sky that was still looking down, and said:

"Although Senior Guixian's body has already ascended to the immortal realm, the mortal fetus left over from the rebirth is still in the dojo. I have no chance to see Senior Guixian as a fairy, and I don't want to see it. But I was lucky enough to meet Senior Guixian's mortal womb. The body, this is my honor! The body of the mortal body of the predecessor of the ghost is a rare pure yin and mysterious body in the world, which is a natural fit with my Nether Sect! If the body of the mortal body of the predecessor of the ghost can join me Netherworld Sect, then the day when my Netherworld Sect recreates reincarnation is near!"

Zhang Yi heard that he was slightly confused:

"Recreating reincarnation, does she have such a great ability?"

Having said this, Zhang Yi raised his head and looked at the huge face in the sky.

Mo Nu's eyes also moved slightly, looking at Zhang Yi.

The Netherworld Sect disciple replied:

"Of course! Senior Guixian pure Yin and mysterious ghost body has mysterious and unpredictable effects, Zhang Yi, do you think this Guixian Dojo is just a simple one? By now, you haven't noticed it. Is it different?"

Zhang Yi asked:

"Could it be that the Yin Cao Jifu is still not made here?"

The Netherworld Sect disciple seems to have disdain to answer:

"I guess you are dead to know, and I will kill you soon! Even if I failed to kill you and you offend Senior Guixian, do you think you can leave here alive?"

Speaking of this, the disciples of the Netherworld Sect had already begun to run frantically with the true energy all over the body.

A quarter of an hour is very short, and it has arrived very quickly.

Within the time of talking about the sky, the Netherworld Sect disciple's aura, which had been disordered due to his injuries, has now begun to become fluid, and his injuries have also healed a lot.

His recovery ability is naturally far inferior to the horrible self-healing rebirth of the ancient **** clone, but the people of the Netherworld Sect have other characteristics.

Zhang Yi had already discovered that the disciples of the Netherworld Sect did not have souls.

This is an incredible phenomenon.

Between the heaven and the earth, everything has an aura. Anything that activates instinct has a soul. In particular, the soul is especially condensed when turning on the sacred things.

The Netherworld Sect seems to be a product formed against the sky. They have the mind and body, but they don't have a soul.

This makes their attitude towards life and death different from creatures with souls.

Survival is the first priority for creatures with souls.

As for the soulless guys of the Netherworld Sect, they sometimes show indifference to life and death that is incomprehensible to ordinary creatures.

So even if the Netherworld Sect disciple had been seriously injured at this time, he didn't care much about the injury at all. As long as his breath could display most of his power in an instant, then this seemed to have achieved his goal.

"Zhang Yi, you really are a gentleman, and if you give me a quarter of an hour, you will give me a quarter of an hour!"

The disciple of the Netherworld Sect quickly condensed his true energy, while swiftly said to Zhang Yi:

"It's just that your decency will kill you!"

However, Zhang Yi just raised his hand, and his life flying sword appeared in his palm.

He said:

"I dare to give you a quarter of an hour because I know that even after a quarter of an hour, I will kill you."

The disciple of the Netherworld Sect was furious upon hearing this:

"Dare to underestimate me? Looking for death!"

Speaking of this, I saw the black aura of the Netherworld Sect disciple surging.

Immediately afterwards, a black iron umbrella emerged from the black mist on his body.

The disciple of the Netherworld Sect suddenly opened the black iron umbrella, only to see a large group of black energy rushing out of it, forming a huge ghost head.

This ghost head is surprisingly big, as high as a huge mountain|tall.

The ghost head has a hideous face, his eyes are like two red moons, and his mouth is as big as a tunnel.

Zhang Yi didn't talk nonsense. Zhang Yi swiped his finger on the blade of his natal flying sword, and the blood on his finger immediately drenched the entire natal flying sword.

I saw that the bi-colored natal flying sword in Zhang Yi's palm turned blood red at this moment, and the killing intent was overflowing!

This sword is called troubled times!

At this moment, there was a sudden cry of ghosts and wolves in the huge dark time and space, and the screams of evil spirits and ghosts were everywhere.

At the same time, infinite visions emerged around.

I saw countless corpses piled up into mountains, countless heads of people formed towers, layers of white bones covering the field, and there were more ghost fires than the stars in the darkness!

In such a terrifying vision, this kind of killing intent can be described by the degree of skyrocketing!

Troubled times!

Human lives are like weeds!

Kill all spirits and slaughter sentient beings.

Seeing the surrounding visions and feeling the killing intent of this sword, the disciple of the Netherworld Sect couldn't help but be surprised:

"What a terrifying killing intent! I don't know how many gods can be killed to condense such killing intent? Zhang Yi! If you can submit to our Nether Sect, you will surely be able to produce and contribute to the great cause of Nether Sect's reincarnation! You! As long as you are willing to submit to us, once we succeed in recreating reincarnation, then you can become an existence beyond reincarnation!"

Zhang Yi just said indifferently:

"You are not the first person from the Netherworld Sect who wants to persuade me to subdue me. The rest have already died under my sword."

Speaking of this, I saw Zhang Yi's hand that was soaked in blood and reddish with a wave of the sword, and the infinite power suddenly vigorously shocked!

With this sword coming out, the ghosts and spirits all over the sky dissipated, countless corpses, mountains of blood, and bones were all destroyed, and the screams and howls of ghosts and wolves that filled time and space were also silent!

At this moment, this blood red sword has become the only focus in this dark time and space!

It's also that this place is in the Guixian Dojo, otherwise, once this sword is out, it will be a troubled world!

The power of this sword alone can slaughter thousands of people in the world!

The world turned upside down when the troubled times came out!

Upon seeing this, the disciple of the Netherworld Sect suddenly shouted sharply:

"Zhang Yi! I don't believe that I can't stop your move!"

Speaking of this, I saw a wave of the iron umbrella in the hands of the disciple of the Netherworld Sect, and the black wind burst.

In the raging black wind, the ghost head as big as a mountain violently roared:

"Roar!!!"

Immediately afterwards, the ghost head suddenly opened that huge mouth, as if he wanted to engulf Zhang Yi's terrifying killing intent and sword energy.

However, at this moment, suddenly only saw the huge face of Mo Nu in the sky changed.

I saw Mo Nu spread her lips, and then took a sharp breath.

A violent wind suddenly occurred, and the huge ghost head that the Netherworld Sect disciple had just released was quickly sucked up in the violent wind and flew towards Mo Nu's mouth.

The disciple of the Netherworld Sect couldn't help being surprised:

"Senior Guixian, what are you..."

He screamed while trying to control his ghost head.

However, Mo Nu's inhalation seemed to have infinite power, and no matter how the Netherworld Sect disciples controlled it, it would not help.

He could only watch his huge ghost head being sucked into Mo Nu's mouth.

Mo Nu's mouth chewed for a while, and then swallowed again. The huge ghost head was actually eaten by Mo Nu!

The disciple of the Netherworld Sect was so frightened:

"Senior Guixian, if you need yin qi nourishment, you can tell me! The last thing our Nether sect lacks is yin qi, especially Huangquan is controlled by our Nether sect, so you can **** enough at one time! But now, I But I’m fighting people! Wait! Could it be that... Senior Guixian, you did it on purpose? You did it on purpose to help this kid?"

At this moment, the Netherworld Sect disciple suddenly thought of countless possibilities.

And the last possibility, scared him all over.

Mo Nu's huge face was still indifferently looking down at the Netherworld Sect disciple on the ground from high above, as if looking at a fighting cricket in the urn.

After the ghost head was sucked away and swallowed by Mo Nu, the disciple of the Netherworld Sect was exposed to Zhang Yi's sword, without any hindrance.

Zhang Yi will not be merciful for this.

The people of the Netherworld Sect are all evil and weird, and they have incompatible enemies with the Zhang family. Zhang Yi will kill the people of the Netherworld Sect!

The extremely fierce and terrifying killing intent immediately flooded the entire time and space.

In this icy darkness, only Zhang Yi's voice rang loudly:

"A person who knows the soldier is a murder weapon, and the saint has to use it!"