"How do you know if you are not dead?"

Zhang Yifeng said lightly, then looked at Jin Xuan, who was covered in black, and was surrounded by him.

Jin Xuan understood what Zhang Yifeng meant and raised his hand to signal everyone following him to take action.

The next moment, various supernatural abilities flew out from the man in black, and various weapons formed by the shadow of flames and ice passed through, instantly piercing the dozen shell monks' hearts.

Seeing the movements of the men in black, the blood-clothed monks froze their eyebrows and their faces immediately showed an expression of excitement.

"So it's you. I happened to let you go before, and I was scolded by the supervisor a lot. Today I will clean up you and these rats!"

After the blood-clothed monk finished speaking with an excited look, he was about to urge his bloody hands to pinch the evil monk into meat dumps.

However, a figure suddenly jumped out from the front, and accompanied by a roar, it showed its original posture.

I saw an extremely tall black bear standing in front of the monk in blood, raised his hand and slapped the monk in blood.

Seeing this, the blood-clothed monk's eyes trembled. He quickly put down the evil monk in his bloody hand, and turned to control the bloody hand to come to his body to see and block the attack of the black bear demon.

The black bear demon slapped his bloody hand and slapped his body directly on the bloody cultivator.

"A mere monster, I dare to come up and die!"

The blood-clothed monk shouted angrily, and countless blood-colored light columns suddenly rushed out of his body, forcing the black bear demon to retreat.

Forced to retreat the black bear demon queen, the blood-clothed monk was also gasping for breath. After using this life-saving magical power, his blood and energy in his body suddenly decreased.

A little unwilling expression appeared in his eyes, but the monk in blood did not hesitate and took out a jade bottle from his arms and crushed it, took out the pills and swallowed it in one bite.

The pills turned into pure blood and energy at the mouth, filling the gap in blood and energy after the blood-clothed monk took action.

At the same time, his aura was also rising, and he stopped when he was about to break through to the Heavenly Fairyland, barely reaching the level of the Half-step Heavenly Fairyland.

"For the great cause of the Shell Organization, I will kill you all!"

The monk in blood-clothed clothes had a significantly weakened mental state after taking the pills, and shouted with a crazy look on his face.

At the same time, the blood-clothed monk raised his hand and dozens of blood-colored spears flew out from his body and attacked the evil monks.

Zhang Yifeng frowned when he saw this situation and directly ordered the black bear demon to block the attack of the blood-clothed monk.

The black bear demon was unwilling to do so, but he could not resist the order given by Zhang Yifeng and was forced to rush forward to block dozens of blood-colored spears.

After blocking the attack, the black bear monster's body was eroded by a blood-colored spear and had already become festered in many places. Even with the monster's arrogant body, it was still a bit reluctant to resist the attack of the crazy blood-clothed monk.

After all, after the increase in the pills, this blood-clothed monk has almost the same cultivation as the Black Bear Demon, and he is both in the strength of the half-step Tianxian Realm.

After falling to the ground, the black bear demon no longer had a chance to take action.

But this is enough to make Zhang Yifeng take action.

"Hahaha, everyone who blocks the footsteps of the shell tissue will die!"

Seeing the black bear demon fall down, the blood-clothed monk laughed wildly, his hideous and ugly faces twisted together, adding a bit of horror.

Just as the blood-clothed monk was laughing wildly, a figure appeared behind him.

The next second, the crazy laughter of the blood-clothed monk stopped abruptly because a thin sword had passed through his back heart.

"Experience the feeling of death."

Zhang Yifeng's cold voice came out, and then a black flame rose from the sword, and in the blink of an eye the body of the blood-clothed monk shrouded the rushing flames.

He pulled out his thin sword and allowed the blood-clothed monk to kneel on the ground. Zhang Yifeng looked at the remaining monk in the Shell Organization.

When the first ray of flame climbed into the eyes of the blood-clothed monk, he was dying, and connected to the core source of the shell organization of the southern immortal soil, and teleported all the scenes he saw to the core.

"Even if I die, I won't let you have a good time!"

With the last thought, the monk in blood completely closed his eyes and turned into ashes under the burning of the black flames.

At the same time, the scene of the blood-clothed monk before his death was teleported to the deepest core of the southern immortal land.

In an underground space that is thousands of meters away from the surface, a pair of dark blue pupils slowly opened.

"The No. 3 stronghold was destroyed? Interesting boy, there are still people in the southern fairy soil that dare to resist the shell organization? Hahaha, it's so interesting!"

The mysterious man couldn't help laughing, and at this moment a figure pushed open the door, a ray of light reflected like the room.

"Hmm? Didn't you tell you that you are not allowed to come and disturb me when I'm resting?"

Under the light, a shriveled body sitting in a black throne wearing a crown appeared.

"Ghost, Lord Guihou, it's No. 3, and the No. 3 stronghold has been destroyed."

"Well, I already know this. Remember not to be so reckless in the next life."

Guihou, who was sitting on the throne, said lightly, and his figure who opened the door trembled in his heart and hurriedly fell to the ground.

"Sir Ghost Hou, I..."

Before the words were finished, the ghost on the throne had raised his fingers.

In his horrified gaze, a faint blue light passed through his eyebrows, leaving only a round hole as thick as a little finger.

"What an interesting little guy. I look forward to the day when you stand in front of me, hehehe."

Guihou's fingers moved slightly, and a gust of cold wind pushed the body out of the room, and closed the door exposed to the light.

"It's really hard for people to be interested if such an interesting little guy doesn't give me some tempering."

Guihou's dark blue pupils flashed slightly twice, and a silent ripples came out of the room.

After releasing the message, Guihou closed his eyes again and fell into a quiet sleep.

At the same time, the entire shell organization monk belonging to the Southern Immortal Land and entering the Southern Immortal Land also received instructions from Guihou and portraits of Zhang Yifeng.

Of course, this portrait is the face of the evil body cultivator disguised by Zhang Yifeng.

The distance is so far, and relying on the pictures sent by others, Guihou naturally cannot see through Zhang Yifeng's disguise.

Although Zhang Yifeng didn't know that he had been valued by Guihou, the leader of the shell organization in the Southern Immortal Land.

But this was also within his plan, otherwise he would give the blood-clothed monk a pleasure, so why should he slowly burn him with black flames?

This guy did not let Zhang Yifeng down and conveyed Zhang Yifeng's face to the core before he died.

After pinching the neck of the monk in front of him, Zhang Yifeng pinched the information he wanted from the other party.

"Tsk, I didn't disappoint. This tool is very useful."
Chapter completed!