Beiyin Great Sage

The four people kept groping on the wall. They obviously knew the environment here very well, and the inspection process was even more meticulous.

He must have been so focused on looking for the secret door that he didn't realize that something on the shelf was missing.

Not to mention Zhou Yi above.

"grandfather."

While searching for the secret door, a young man said crisply:

"Are there really immortals in this world?"

"certainly!"

Mr. Ming nodded heavily:

"The old Immortal Lin on the mountain is not an immortal, but the immortals should also be divided into three, six or nine levels. If they fall into a trap, powerful warriors can kill them."

His eyes were distant and he said:

"I saw with my own eyes that man controlled a black sword to kill people in the air. Even if he escaped more than ten feet, he could be killed with one sword."

"The black sword flew out on its own without having to hold it in hand. With a flash of sword light, it penetrated armor and weapons, and easily harvested the lives of more than a dozen warriors."

"ah!"

The expressions of several people changed, with a hint of excitement mixed with fear.

The young people couldn't help but speak

"There really are immortals in the world!"

"The Immortal's methods are more than that." At this point, Ming Lao's expression changed, and there was a hint of panic in his eyes:

"That man is not only capable of wielding flying swords, he can also control corpses."

"Manipulate corpses?"

Several people were shocked.

"Click..."

At this moment, a strange sound came.

"found it!"

The young man cheered in a low voice, hurriedly asked others to move a row of shelves, and groped around on the wall several times to find the secret room mechanism.

"It's the Seven Aperture Lock." A person came closer, looked at it briefly and nodded:

"It is indeed the method of our Wang family."

He said with a look of hatred on his face:

"When my second uncle disappeared, he should have helped Yang Shensi build a secret room for the agency, and then he was silenced. It was such a cruel method."

"Hey." Ming Lao sighed:

"In the eyes of these big shots, what does our fate mean? As long as we can achieve our goals, they will take it for granted no matter how many people die."

"But they also climbed out from the bottom. If they seize the opportunity, we can do the same!"

"Now that Yang Shensi is entangled with Wen Shanjing's people, he will not notice this place in a short time. This is our opportunity."

"Open the door!"

"Yes." The man nodded, took off some threads and locks from his body, gently inserted them into the keyhole of the mechanism, and slowly tested them.

The reason why Yang Shensi came forward is inseparable from the "immortal" mentioned by Ming Lao. Now if they can get the things left by the "immortal", they may not be able to become the second Yang Shensi.

After a while.

"Click..."

"boom!"

Along with the abnormal sound of the lock, the wall in front of the few people suddenly cracked on both sides, revealing an empty passage about ten feet long.

At the end of the passage, there are two iron doors sealed by several chains as thick as arms.

"careful."

Ming Lao's eyes narrowed, and a short staff popped out of his hand.

"fine."

The man shook his head and walked slowly into the passage:

"It's strange that there are no traps here."

Logically speaking, such narrow passages are most suitable for setting up traps. Once someone steps in, there is almost no possibility of escape after the trap is opened.

But unfortunately,

There are no traps here.

"Perhaps it's because this is the headquarters of the Qingzhu Gang. When we set up the dark room, we never thought that anyone would be able to sneak in here."

Ming Lao touched his beard, shook his head and said:

"No matter what, it's a good thing for us. Let's open the door inside first and take a look."

"yes."

The man stepped to the iron door, took out the lock on the chain, unlocked it three times, five times five times two, and pulled off the chain.

"Wait a moment."

Just when he was about to open the door, Ming Lao suddenly spoke:

"This door seems a little weird."

"Yes!" The young man nodded:

"What you drew looks like a ghost drawing a talisman."

"They are some carvings." The man touched the patterns on the iron door, tapped lightly in various places, and then shook his head:

"The iron gate is solid. There are no mechanisms or hidden lines inside."

This means that opening the door will not trigger the mechanism.

"so……"

Several people obviously trusted the man's skills. Ming Lao had a clear look on his face, and then he spoke seriously, with uncontrollable excitement in his voice:

"Open the door."

"good!"

The man nodded, grabbed the handle with both hands, and pulled it suddenly with a groan.

The iron door was extremely heavy, and the man tried his best to open it, but he could barely open a tiny gap, and he had to lean on his knees and gasp for air.

But this inconspicuous gap still caused the lines on the iron door to be interrupted and became incomplete.

Zhou Yi, who was lying on the top of the wall, frowned. Although he couldn't see what was going on inside, his instinct told him that something was wrong.

Pure yang iron cloth shirt, subconscious operation.

"Bah..."

White smoke with a foul smell sprayed out from the crack in the door.

"what?"

"careful!"

The four people hurriedly covered their mouths and noses and backed away.

The next moment.

"Peng!"

Two heavy iron doors suddenly broke away from the wall and flew out.

The terrifying power allowed Tiemen to directly beat the big man who was proficient in mechanisms and hidden weapons into a pulp, and with the remaining energy, he flew several feet away and fell heavily to the ground.

"Ouch!"

Inside the iron gate.

A black shadow looked up to the sky and screamed, waving its big hand violently. The hard wall beside him shattered like tofu, and the broken stones shot out like a powerful crossbow.

"Uh-huh!"

As soon as the black shadow flashed, the young man's whole body was torn apart.

"Yong'er!"

Ming Lao roared angrily and rushed forward with his staff.

"puff!"

This old man is also a person who has cultivated Zhenqi. His short staff is heavy and can break rocks after being blessed with Zhenqi. It only makes a dull sound when it falls on the black shadow.

Dark shadow.

Not moving at all.

"Peng!"

The black shadow turned around and thrust his hands into Ming Lao's chest and abdomen. With a harsh tearing sound, Ming Lao's body also followed the young man's footsteps.

Bones, broken flesh, and mutilated limbs were everywhere.

"ah!"

The only remaining person screamed and crawled towards the exit on hands and feet.

No matter what.

"Peng!"

The black shadow jumped up and landed heavily. The compacted ground was actually stepped into a shallow pit, and the figure under his feet was also crushed.

It was like a huge boulder falling with an astonishing force.

"Woo..."

The black shadow had long hair, torn clothes, a foul smell all over his body, and his appearance was blurry. He had killed four people in a row in the blink of an eye.

After killing four people, he puffed out white smoke from his mouth and nose and suddenly raised his head.

"What the hell?"

Zhou Yi's eyes shrank, showing shock.

But the appearance of this black figure was simply terrifying. Its face was covered with rotten flesh and white maggots, and its eye sockets were empty. It turned out to be a dead corpse.

But how can a dead body move?

"Uh-huh!"

The black shadow stepped on the ground and rushed towards Zhou Yi's position with both hands.

The simple movement, performed by this black shadow, was like a cannon popping out of the chamber, with terrifying force, astonishing speed, and fierce wind blowing in the face.

"snort!"

Zhou Yi's heart skipped a beat, his nose snorted, and he waved his hand to greet him.

Pure Yang iron shirt!

Heavenly Buddha's Hand!

"Peng!"

The two collided in the air, the huge warehouse suddenly trembled, and then two figures landed one after the other.

"so hard!"

Zhou Yi looked solemn and stared at the other party.

His Pure Yang Iron Cloth Shirt is comparable to those of those who have achieved great Qi, and his physical body alone is even stronger. However, he did not gain the slightest advantage in this collision.

Instead, my wrist was slightly numb.

"Woo..."

After the black shadow landed on the ground, it snorted and continued to attack without stopping at all.

"court death!"

Zhou Yi's eyes flashed with cold light, and the long knife on his waist was unsheathed, slashing out a sharp bloody light, which seemed to split the void in front of him into two.

The strength of the 'comer' was astonishing, but his movements were hard and rigid, and his whole body was full of flaws.

Take it.

It shouldn't be difficult.

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Qingzhu Gang lobby.

The fighting is in full swing.

Several figures besieged one person.

The people fighting against each other are all masters of true energy. If they go all out this time, they can stir up a roaring wind by raising their hands and feet. However, the aftermath of the powerful energy makes it difficult for the powerful arrow to get close.

"ah!"

Yang Shensi had a ferocious look on his face, and his Hundred Illusion Movement Techniques were pushed to the extreme. He fought against the four masters with his own strength and did not fall behind.

"Peng!"

With their palms intertwined, Wen Shanjing stepped back.

"Ding……"

With a flick of his finger, He Yan's body froze.

The masked Liu Mengyan swung his long sword, the sword energy was flowing incessantly, and in the shimmering cold light, he had exchanged more than ten moves with Yang Shensi from a distance.

Coupled with the old woman holding a snake-head staff, it was actually even.

"There's something wrong with him!"

He Yangang gritted his teeth and looked frightened:

"It's not innate, it's impossible to squander the energy like this!"

Even though Yang Shensi has a higher level of cultivation than them, every move consumes a huge amount of Qi. Now that the four of them are weak, he is still the same as before.

This is unreasonable!

"I come."

A cold voice sounded.

Cui Shao didn't know when he had already dealt with Zhao Meng. The man and his sword merged into a stream of light and went straight towards Yang Shensi. The sharpness of the sword light was frightening.

Just talk about explosive power.

This person is undoubtedly the first among several people.

"Um!"

Yang Shensi snorted softly and had to freeze his movements. He clasped his hands together and swatted at the incoming sword light.

"Peng!"

"Kachacha..."

"Uh-huh!"

Swords and swords flashed, several people intertwined rapidly, and the sound of flesh tearing was also heard, and figures fell to the ground one after another.

Yang Shensi lowered his head, looked at the long sword that penetrated his abdomen, and twitched the corner of his mouth.

"This is impossible!"

He Yan stared at Yang Shensi, his eyes full of unwillingness:

"Why?"

"No reason!" Yang Shensi pulled out the long sword stuck in his body with an expressionless face and threw it to the ground, making a clanging sound.

As for He Yan, a cloud of blood mist suddenly spurted out from his neck, and he fell to the ground.

"Heavenly Corpse Kung Fu!"

The corners of Wen Shanjing's eyes twitched:

"You actually practiced the Heavenly Corpse Technique that that person left behind!"

"Not bad." Yang Shensi raised his eyebrows:

"It seems that you really know something, so you can't let it go."

As he spoke, he took a step back and clapped his hands gently. The orderly beat sounded like a secret signal, and the ground beneath their feet suddenly cracked.

"Peng!"

An unkempt figure jumped out from the ground, and a terrifying aura swept the entire place.

After seeing the figure, everyone in the venue changed their minds.

"father!"

"Gang leader!"

"how come?"

But this figure turned out to be Wen Lao, the leader of the Qingzhu Gang, Wen Shanjing's father who had passed away, and the once powerful Hunyuan hand Wen Rujing.

It's just that at this time, the old gang leader Wen's face was stiff, his eyes were dull, and his body exuded a strange stench, and he didn't seem to be a living person.

but.

How can you move if you are not a living person?

"Yang Shensi!"

Wen Shanjing's eyes widened and he said angrily:

"You actually used my father's corpse to refine it!"

Refining corpse?

What's the meaning?

Liu Mengyan's thoughts changed rapidly, his eyes turned to several people in the field, and he already had the intention to retreat.

"Since you have the ability, why not do it?" Yang Shensi lowered his eyebrows, slowly raised one hand and pointed at a few people:

"Kill them!"

"Uh-huh!"

The old gang leader Wen put his feet on the ground and rushed out suddenly. The speed was as fast as the arrows shot by the chain crossbow, making it difficult for people to react.

"Peng!"

There was a collision, and Yang Shensi vomited blood and fell back.

what happened?

Everyone was stunned.

"father!"

Only Wen Shanjing was filled with ecstasy:

"This is my father's spirit in heaven protecting us, and the man named Yang will not die!"

"This is impossible!"

Yang Shensi roared angrily, but before he could speak, his voice was forced back by Wen Shanjing who rushed towards him with a fan, and a group of old gang leaders Wen also rushed towards him at the same time.