True Immortal of the Netherworld

A group of bandits in Heifeng Village were attacked by the "Fu Bing Water Pattern Formation" set up by Qingshui people, and suffered all casualties.

As the second-in-command of the village, the yellow-faced man saved his own life and used his wing skills to escape in the narrow valley.

He rolled the black wings behind him while observing the terrain.

The peaks on both sides of the valley are almost side by side at high altitudes, leaving only a small gap through which no one can escape.

A thin line of sky, a valley of life and death.

Even the sunlight outside can only leave a small strip of bright color on the high cliffs because it is slanting.

The dark valley is like the mouth of a dark giant beast, mercilessly devouring lives one by one, cold and terrifying.

"Why did you choose such a damn place? You can't go up to the sky or get down to the ground. It's perfect for trapping others, but being trapped yourself is like a cage." The yellow-faced man regretted in his heart.

The yellow-faced man flew in the air, turned a corner as the valley wound, and finally clearly saw the exit on the other side of the valley.

He even felt the wind rushing in from outside the valley and the sunlight slanting in.

The wind is warm and gentle.

Sunshine, bright and fair.

This is how the world should be.

"Out of this valley is the world of my Black Crow. With my wing escape skills, no matter how powerful the Qing Shui Shui and Blood Monk behind me are, they will never be able to catch me." The yellow-faced man even relaxed a little nervously. .

The yellow-faced man looked up and found a rock protruding from the rock wall at the exit of the valley, and something was hanging upside down on the rock.

Getting closer.

"Is it a big spider? And it seems like a person? Why is there someone here?"

Guessing in his mind, the yellow-faced man curled his wings behind his back, turned his belly upward, and looked forward.

"That's a person, a weirdo wearing a fine iron mask." The yellow-faced man thought like he was flipping through a book quickly, "He's a character on the list of evil cultivators, the Iron Corpse Madman! But the iron corpse painted on the list of evil cultivators is The corpse madman should be carrying a huge iron coffin on his back, why doesn’t this iron corpse madman have one?”

On the protruding rock mass was the Iron Corpse Madman who was also a member of the Shadow Organization like Qingshui Ren.

The actions of Heifeng Village had been secretly noticed by the two of them. They set up a water pattern array of talisman soldiers here and waited for them to fall into the trap.

"A little bird that's already in a cage can't fly away." Iron Face said to himself, he straightened his body, grabbed an iron chain with one hand, and hung his body in mid-air.

Before he finished speaking, Tie Lian swung hard with the help of the iron chain, suddenly let go, jumped up high, and rushed towards the yellow-faced man below.

"Fist technique - zombie hundred punches!"

In mid-air, Iron Face suddenly made a move. The zombie physique he cultivated can be said to be a mutated physical training, and his punches were powerful.

Shockingly, hundreds of fists struck down, like an iron meteor shower. The void pressed by the powerful fist wind rumbled, like a thunder god roaring.

"Another big evil cultivator!" The yellow-faced man's wings rolled wildly on his back, and his body swirled like a black tornado.

Since there were rocks on both sides, the space was narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, so the yellow-faced man had no choice but to flee downwards.

In the panic, the wings behind the yellow-faced man bumped against the rock wall, and the messy black feathers fell off.

The yellow-faced man forcibly stabilized his body and flew almost close to the ground, barely dodging Iron Face's punches falling from the sky.

Boom boom boom, boom boom boom.

The iron fist formation crashed onto the ground, leaving a large, dense pit.

The body of the yellow-faced man was lifted up by the fist wind that exploded behind him. His body rolled uncontrollably in mid-air. He kept flapping the wings on his back to prevent him from falling to the ground.

The yellow-faced man is nicknamed Black Crow, but his wing skills are truly worthy of his name.

"You little black sparrow, where are you running!" Iron Face, who fell on the ground behind, shouted, striding in pursuit.

Yellow-faced man

Not daring to look back, he flapped a pair of black wings on his back desperately. The feathers on the wings flew around, and the direction was somewhat uncertain.

After a few breaths, the yellow-faced man arrived at the exit of the valley.

The sun is dazzling, so bright.

This was the warmest sunshine the yellow-faced man had ever seen in his life, and he finally escaped from the hell behind him.

At this moment, something strange happened.

On the ground outside the valley, the soil turned outwards, and a huge iron coffin emerged from it.

With a bang, the iron coffin opened. There was an iron corpse lying inside.

The eyes of the zombie in the iron coffin flashed green, and with a movement of its hands and feet, it came to life.

Whoosh!

The iron corpse jumped out of the iron coffin and stood on the ground with a thud.

The iron corpse was about ten feet tall, wearing only a pair of cowhide shorts. His upper body was naked, and his muscles were like sandbags. His bare two huge feet stepped on the ground, and the soles of his feet sunk half an inch into the ground. Its skin is light blue, and its surface is shiny and shiny, like fine iron.

Immediately afterwards, Iron Corpse stepped out in the direction of the yellow-faced man, and at the same time swung one arm.

With a crash, along with the sound of iron ropes, one of Iron Corpse's iron fists flew out. The iron fist was connected by an iron chain behind it, like a meteor hammer.

This iron corpse is an extremely rare iron corpse puppet. It is the puppet of the Iron Corpse Madman. Different from ordinary puppets, this Iron Corpse Puppet is a structure that is half mechanism and half zombie. It has the ability to actively attack and can also be controlled by its owner. It is also a magic weapon that combines machine skills and zombie skills.

The sudden attack was so close and so fast that the yellow-faced man had no chance to dodge.

boom!

There was a loud bang.

The body of the yellow-faced man was hit by a meteor fist from the Iron Corpse Puppet.

The yellow-faced man's wings were broken, his arms were broken, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

The black crow without its wings is no longer a bird, but a useless worm.

His body squirmed desperately on the ground, only to draw a trail of blood forward.

The iron corpse puppet jumped in front of the yellow-faced man in a few seconds, bent down, grabbed the yellow-faced man's head with a pair of iron hands, and injected corpse poison into the skull from the mechanism on the fingertips.

After a while, the yellow-faced man rolled his eyes and the mustache fell off his mouth. The whole person no longer had the original aura of a living person, but instead had a layer of gray zombie aura.

The iron face from behind ran over and said, "Tie Dan, you did a great job."

The Iron Corpse Puppet nodded, and politely picked up the zombified black crow on the ground and handed it to Iron Face.

Iron Face grabbed Black Crow's head that had turned livid, opened his mouth and sucked hard, and a wisp of blood soul came out of Black Crow's nostrils, and was continuously sucked into his mouth by Iron Face.

Afterwards, the black crow turned into a decadent piece of skin and was ruthlessly thrown to the ground.

Tie Lian raised his head and glanced at the golden sun in the sky, which was a little dazzling, and said with satisfaction: "The weather is hot, and the zombie blood is not bad, which will relieve your thirst."

This kind of evil cultivator who kills people for food and drink is really terrible.

...

In the valley, the Qingshui people sacrificed fire and burned the bodies of the bandits in Heifeng Village into ashes. Then he withdrew the talisman water pattern array and used the blue water technique to wash away the valley.

It's like a rain that destroys evidence.

Outside the valley, Iron Face was carrying his huge iron coffin and Qingshui Man stood face to face. As a puppet, the blood monk stood beside Shimizu-man blankly.

"This time, we eliminated the bandits in Heifeng Village. This should be regarded as eliminating harm for the people." Qingshui said.

"It should be considered fair and aboveboard." Iron Face said, patting his chest.

"We are upright evil cultivators." Qingshui said proudly.

"The tasks entrusted to you by your rightful envoy are all necessary.

Must be completed. "Iron Face said.

"I wonder why Your Majesty asked us to kill these bandits?" Qingshui said.

"Can you ask Mr. Right Envoy?" Tie Mian said.

"You think I'm a fool. We can do whatever the right envoy tells us to do. If we piss him off, we will be turned into ghost slaves." Qingshui said.

When the word ghost slave was mentioned, the two evil cultivators were silent for a moment.

"We have killed bandits in three villages along the way." Tie Mian said, wiggling his fingers.

"You don't need to forget it, you tough-headed guy. There are three strongholds ahead. Once they are destroyed, we have completed the mission entrusted to us by the Right Envoy." Qingshui Man patted the blood monk next to him on the shoulder, "Brother Blood Monk, When we destroy the three strongholds behind, your blood soul technique will become even more refined."

Tie Lian plucked his fingers and said, "We have already destroyed three mountain bandits. If we destroy another three, the combined total should be..."

He couldn't count the five fingers on one hand and was a little confused.

"Tie Lian, do you want to wait until dark? Let's hurry on. If you don't complete the mission of the Right Envoy in time, he will break all your fingers." Qingshui Ren said deliberately.

After saying this, Tie Lian was so frightened that he immediately retracted his fingers.

For a person who is not born with the ability to count, ten fingers are the brain.

After that, Qingshui Man, Blood Monk and Iron Corpse Madman turned around and left.

"Tie Lian, you said that Lord Right Envoy's name is Thousand-faced Ghost. Does he really have a thousand faces?" asked Qingshui Ren.

"I can't calculate this clearly. Anyway, there are more than my fingers." Iron Face said.

"You're a tough guy, you're so stupid."

"As long as you are smart, it will be better if we work together."

"Of course I'm smart. My head plus Brother Blood Monk's head are two heads. Can a person with two heads not be smart?"

"One plus one equals two, I know. So, you are really smart, Taoist."

...

A month later, Xu Yang and Mai Xiaoqi had safely passed through the Ten Thousand Domains Forest.

"Brother Xu Yang, look, the peak in the distance is Feixia Mountain." Mai Xiaoqi, who was sitting on the roof of the car, said as he stood up.

Stand tall and see far.

Xu Yang looked up and saw that on the horizon, there were indeed several mountain peaks standing side by side on the earth.

The mountain peaks are so high that their tops are submerged in the clouds.

The golden sun shines down, and the clouds reflect the red glow, like the flying red skirt of a goddess.

Xu Yang took out the map and looked at it carefully, then nodded and said, "It's Feixia Mountain. In just half a day, we can reach the delivery location."

"Brother Xu Yang, do you think it's strange?" Mai Xiaoqi asked with a questioning look on his face.

"Are you asking why we didn't meet a bandit along the way?" Xu Yang asked.

"That's right, how did you know I was going to ask this question?"

"Counting this time, you have asked me this question for the fourth time."

"So many times?"

"My answer before was that the bandits might be in front." Xu Yang held his chin with one hand as if thinking seriously, "My answer now is that the bandits are not here anymore."

"Where have all these bandits gone?" Mai Xiaoqi asked.

"Maybe they were afraid that I would break their necks, so they all moved. Maybe some people didn't want bandits to exist." Xu Yang explained.

"So that's it." Mai Xiaoqi said, blinking her big eyes.

drive--

Before Xu Yang raised his whip, the mule-tiger beasts pulling the cart seemed to understand his voice, and they pulled a cart full of goods and bolted in the direction of Feixia Mountain.