At this moment I revive the Chinese gods

"Just let you, a frog in a well, take a look at the scenery of hell!"

The bright red light in Zhao Feiyu's eyes flickered, and even his expression became violent, and the big dragon knife appeared in his hand as he waved his hand.

Then swing out.

There was no earth-shattering fluctuation in this knife, just like a woodcutter waving the hatchet in his hand countless times, it can even be said to be extremely ordinary.

However, it was this ordinary knife that made the black demon above the nine heavens exclaim in pain.

The ghostly air that was squeezed into a ball seemed to be pierced by something from the beginning to the end, and the terrifying skeleton also began to shatter from the forehead under this blow.

In the end, it scattered into a piece of starlight and disappeared.

A piece of light suddenly burst out from the depths of the black mist of the dense fog, which melted away like a white snow in spring without leaving any traces.

Zhao Feiyu stood on the edge of the cliff, his face pale.

Obviously, it was not easy for him to issue such a blow with all his strength, and he paid some price.

When the black mist was about to dissipate, a black shadow suddenly shot out from the corner, and quickly flew towards the distant sky.

"Huh? Want to escape?" Zhao Feiyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly he held his palm in the direction of the shadow's escape.

That piece of space seemed to be firmly held by some irresistible force, and it began to seriously distort. The black shadow who was running at high speed found that no matter how fast he was, he was still standing still.

Only then did I realize that I had stepped into someone else's cage, and my heart felt ashamed for a while.

This is the space imprisoned by Zhao Feiyu's space avenue, so how could he ignore it?

"Come back!" Zhao Feiyu slapped the palm of his hand, and the black shadow was immediately thrown back to his feet, and was suppressed by the invisible avenue of space, immobilized.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, but Zhao Feiyu frowned fiercely when he saw it.

There is no other reason.It's just because the guy in front of him is so ugly!

Using sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks to describe him is already an extreme compliment to him, and even the facial features have been twisted and blended together, not like a human, but like some kind of human-like monster.

And he didn't wear clothes, his whole body was wrapped in black cloth strips.

Like a shroud.

Although it was in broad daylight at this time, Zhao Feiyu couldn't help but feel a chill.

It turns out that the practice of ghosts by the black devil is an act against the heavens.

Since it is against the sky, there is bound to be a price, and his price has been applied to his body.

Possesses power that transcends boundaries, and at the same time, his body is destroyed beyond recognition.

"Senior, I offended senior because of my ignorance. Please ignore the villain and let me survive!" The Black Demon, who had been aggressive just now, cried out disregarding his appearance when Zhao Feiyu stepped on his feet.

He kept banging his head on the ground, begging for forgiveness.

He practiced the way of ghosts and saw through the horror of death, so he was more afraid of death than ordinary people.

The disgust in Zhao Feiyu's eyes deepened, but for the sake of Jin Ling's whereabouts, he held back and asked:

"Tell me, where did you get Jin Ling?"

This is something that Zhao Feiyu is imminently trying to figure out, and the strength under his feet is a bit heavier.

"I said, I said!"

Hei Mo's body trembled violently, fearing that Zhao Feiyu would trample him into a pool of flesh and blood in a fit of anger, he said quickly:

"The golden Ling was sent to the White Tiger Starfield sub-helm by the puppet with a special transfer array. I really don't know anything else!"

"Sub-helm?"

Zhao Feiyu's expression froze, and he asked in a deep voice: "Isn't that yours? How could it be teleported to the upper realm of the White Tiger Starfield?"

Speaking of this, the black demon was also a little confused, and said: "The puppet that attacked you was indeed made by me, but it was not controlled by me!"

"What's going on? Are you going to tell me that the murderer is someone else?" Zhao Feiyu was stunned, and found that things were getting more and more difficult.

"This..." This time the Black Demon was a little embarrassed, he hesitated to speak out.

Zhao Feiyu also saw his hesitation, and the strength under his feet became heavier: "Do you want to die?"

"No, I don't want to die, I say!"

This frightened the black devil quite a bit, and he lowered his head as if compromising, and said: "This puppet woke up on a rainy night a few days ago, and then broke the restriction and escaped from my control!"

"What?" Zhao Feiyu was startled suddenly, and asked, "You mean, the puppet ran away by itself?"

It was only when he said this that he realized that the puppet of the black-clothed man who was killed by him at the beginning seemed a little stiff in his movements, but he had human emotions and expressions.

This is absolutely impossible for the puppet.

Zhao Feiyu's expression also became serious.

"Although I can't believe it, this is indeed the truth. After the four puppets left, we lost control of them. But just now, I suddenly gained the control of the puppets again. I saw your Huang family at that time. Scenes!"

Hei Mo explained: "At that time, I suspected that you were going to settle accounts with us, so I immediately activated the clan protection formation to resist, but it's a pity..."

He didn't say any more, just looked sad.

According to what he said, this incident has nothing to do with him at all. Zhao Feiyu suppressed the entire Longevity Sect with great means, which can be said to be a disaster for him.

But Zhao Feiyu sneered at his inexplicable grievances.

The Longevity Sect had been attacking the Huang family before, and it was inevitable that it would be destroyed this time.

Therefore, Zhao Feiyu didn't have any burden in his heart.

"I think you should also have some ideas of your own about this matter?"

Zhao Feiyu reached out and lifted him up, threateningly said: "Tell me?"

Hei Mo swallowed hard, and instinctively wanted to refuse, but now that his life was in the hands of others, he didn't dare to resist, and sighed:

"I can only tell you that this matter was probably done by a strong man of my Longevity Sect. The picture should be a certain treasure of the Huang family. I really don't know about the other things. Dare to say!"

His voice began to tremble: "If they find out, my death must be very miserable!"

Zhao Feiyu looked at him coldly for a long time, and after confirming that this guy could not provide any more useful information, he threw him on the ground, and slowly drew out the big dragon knife, reflecting a chilling light.

"Senior, you said you would let me go for a lifetime, you can't go back on your word!"

The black devil was scared out of his wits, and said hastily.

But Zhao Feiyu didn't care at all, and swung the big knife in his hand.

puff!

The black demon was not severed in two, the blade cut through less than three inches from his side, but the coldness of death still made him sweat profusely.