I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

Many cultivators looked at Feng Bolie with incomparable fear, shocked by his terrifying strength and cruel methods.

Slapped thousands of practitioners to death with one palm, without even blinking an eye.

An old antique from the royal family of the Panwu Dynasty in Lingbei was also among them. Although the other people in their dynasty were furious and their eyes were tearing apart, they all held back in the end and did not dare to ask for an explanation.

Although their dynasty is guarded by holy artifacts, like the Chu family, it is second only to the strength of the ancient holy land, but if they really confront the Feng family head-on, there is still only a dead end.

"What is Feng's family doing? He's too ruthless." Chu Xianxian, who came here with his aunt Chu Qingrou, couldn't help muttering when he saw this scene from a distance.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Chu Qingrou immediately glared at her.

The accompanying old woman also hurriedly motioned for Chu Xianxian to stop talking.

Seeing this, Chu Xianxian could only obediently stop talking.

"What happened just now?"

At the same time, the woman with a gauze covering her face was also surprised, wondering why Feng Bolie suddenly struck out and killed thousands of practitioners.

The rest of the cultivators also had fearful expressions on their faces. They didn't know if Feng Bolie had gone mad, and they all prepared ways of escape and wanted to escape from this place at any time.

"The guy who killed Fengyang was here just now, but he ran away." Feng Bolie said with gloomy eyes, full of anger.

He had already shot very quickly just now, but Qin Feng was overly cautious, holding the teleportation scroll in his hand all the time, he had just met Qin Feng's eyes when Qin Feng crushed the scroll.

Moreover, the teleportation scroll obtained by Qin Feng signed in was extremely fast, and Qin Feng teleported away before his palm fell.

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of all the people present changed. They never thought that after Qin Feng killed Feng Yang, he would dare to come here, and even escaped from Feng Bolie's hands.

"Killed your grandson, and dare to come to this place to join in the fun, this son must have a bright future." Seeing this, the third elder of Dayan Holy Land said immediately.

He seemed to be praising Qin Feng, but he was full of yin and yang.

"Hmph! Then he has to survive. After leaving the secret realm, even if I pay a huge price to invite the elder of Tianji Pavilion to come out of the mountain in person, I will find his location and tear him to pieces!"

After being ridiculed, Feng Bolie snorted coldly from embarrassment.

Although he didn't know what secret technique Qin Feng used, he was able to hide his aura so that he couldn't detect it at all.

But he didn't believe that even the deduction technique of Tianji Pavilion could not deduce Qin Feng's position.

The third elder of Dayan Holy Land did not speak any more after hearing the words.

Naturally, he didn't think how long Qin Feng could live.

He was just trying to disgust Feng Bolie.

"Hey...it's a pity..."

The conversation between the two made many practitioners here unable to bear the silent tribute for Qin Feng.

Feng Bolie's domineering behavior just now made many people feel more resentment towards the Feng family, but they still admire Qin Feng who dared to kill Fengyang.

It's a pity, if Feng Bolie finds the elders of Tianji Pavilion to make a move, then Qin Feng must have nothing to hide.

"This person is indeed a great talent, but it's a pity that I don't have the chance to meet him." Chu Qingrou used his spiritual sense to secretly transmit voice to the old woman next to him.

Chu Xianxian next to him also nodded slightly, with similar thoughts in his heart.

After all, the Feng family is an ancient sacred place, Qin Feng dared to come here after killing the grandson of the elder of the Feng family, which made her feel very admired.

The Seventh Elder of the Holy Spirit College remained silent, with a gloomy expression on his face.

He seldom leaves the academy on weekdays, and he is always studying ancient books and objects related to ghosts and gods, which is why the academy let him come.

He had only heard that the Feng family acted arrogantly, but he did not expect that it would reach this level, Feng Bolie slapped thousands of practitioners to death with one palm, without even frowning.

"Buzz!"

But at this moment, an astonishing death energy was suddenly released from the jet-black beam of light erupting from the underground palace, floating like black mist.

Not only that, those dead energy began to slowly condense, and finally turned into thousands of Yin soldiers!

Those Yin soldiers held spears and weapons one by one, and rode heavily armored savage beasts. The positions of their eyes radiated a dark light, as if they had rushed out of the underworld.

"Hiss... Could this be the legendary yin soldier?" the strong man of the Panwu Dynasty couldn't help exclaiming.

"The ancient legend turned out to be true. The tombs built by powerful practitioners are really guarded by Yin soldiers!" the suzerain of a sect exclaimed in amazement.

"So, does the legendary hell really exist?"

For a moment, all the practitioners were shocked.

They had only heard rumors about Yin soldiers, but they never thought that one day, they would actually be able to see the legendary Yin soldiers.

Countless emotions are intertwined in my heart.

"Boom!"

And the next moment, the thousands of horses and horses gathered by the Yin soldiers, with their iron clothes shining, galloped towards the direction of many cultivators, causing the void to tremble violently.

This terrifying scene is very shocking. They are like a torrent of steel, as if they want to destroy everything in the world.

At the same time, there is also the whistling cold wind, combined with the powerful killing intent of these Yin soldiers, it is like an indestructible spear, and everything that stands in front of it can only be turned into ashes.

The cultivators here all changed their faces. Anyone who saw this scene would feel fear in their hearts.

"These Yin soldiers are so scary!" Chu Xianxian couldn't help exclaiming.

"Back!" Chu Qingrou said with a pretty face.

These Yin soldiers made her feel very dangerous.

Because the Chu family has other important things to do, there are not many strong people who came here today, so her goal is not the treasure in the underground palace. adventure.

However, different from the attitude of everyone in the Chu family, other people, whether they were casual cultivators or people from major forces, were shocked, but their eyes were more greedy.

"In this underground palace, there are definitely extraordinary treasures!"

"Kill them, those treasures will be ours!"

The roaring voice was full of madness, arousing the emotions of the cultivators here.

Although these tens of thousands of Yin soldiers are scary, the treasures in the underground palace are even more tempting.

In an instant, countless cultivators gathered here, armed with weapons, met these Yin soldiers, and an extremely fierce battle broke out.