Immortal Emperor God Zun

Chapter 87 Extinguishing Heifeng Ridge ([-])

At this moment, there were only hundreds of spectators, and these people all gasped, deeply impressed by Fang Shuo's strength, even so, most people still felt that Fang Shuo was not the opponent of the three masters of Heifengling.

"Who are you? Why do you want to meddle in my business with Black Wind Ridge and the corpse monster?"

The master felt that Fang Shuo's strength was at least the same as his own, with a nine-level cultivation base in the mortal world.Therefore, even though he was furious, he restrained himself to the greatest extent, and he didn't want to break his face with Fang Shuo in the first place.

However, if Fang Shuo insisted on provoking, then Heifengling would not be afraid of trouble.

"I'm not meddling in my own business..." Fang Shuo showed a strange look, touched his forehead and said, "It's my black coffin patriarch who wants to destroy you Heifengling!"

"He's looking for death. Could it be that he just came to Heifengling and doesn't know how vicious Heifengling's methods are?"

"Hey, the young people nowadays are full of energy and blood, and they lost their lives accidentally, not to mention, this is in a turbulent river."

The hundreds of monks watching suddenly exclaimed. They knew that Fang Shuo had some strength, but how could he survive in the hands of the three masters of Heifengling.

Sure enough, the second master and the third master suddenly became furious, and both of them galloped towards Fang Shuo. Halfway through, the two spells shot out, shining with brilliance, and instantly enveloped Fang Shuo.

Fang Shuo didn't move, and from a distance, it looked as if he had been hit by a magic spell, and the glimmer of hope that the corpse-eating ancestor had finally raised was wiped out in an instant.

"Hahaha, you just challenged me to Heifengling, do you know the end?"

The second master and the third master laughed, and they were three feet away from Fang Shuo.At this moment, the magic light around Fang Shuo gradually disappeared, and at the same time, Fang Shuo stepped forward, and his spiritual consciousness was crushed away.

The figures of the second master and the third master paused for no reason, and the laughter stopped abruptly.

Under the eyes of everyone who couldn't believe it, the eyes of the two gradually lost their color, and their bodies fell towards the ground like mud.

After two muffled bangs, the two of them had already passed away.

"Ah... Black Coffin Patriarch, what kind of method is he doing!"

Amidst bursts of exclamation, the corpse-eating patriarch rushed out, lying on the body of the second leader, trembling with excitement: "Wow, patriarch, I have never eaten the corpse of a strong man in the eighth realm of mortal world... "

Immediately afterwards, I saw him bit off Erdangjia's ear in one bite, and ate it crunchily.

At this moment, all the thousands of subordinates in Heifengling were stunned, only the sound of gurgling and spitting was heard one after another.Even now, many people can't believe that their spiritual pillars, the second and third masters, just died like this.

In the sky above Heifeng Ridge, the master's face was cloudy and uncertain. He was also in the ninth realm of the mortal world, and he thought that it was impossible to kill two monks in the eighth realm of the mortal world.

That is to say, the gap between myself and the black coffin ancestor is probably more than a star and a half.

Trembling, he retreated step by step: "You, you must not be in the nine realms of the mortal world. Could it be that you are already psychic?"

Fang Shuo smiled, but didn't answer. Since he wanted to stand up, he naturally had to act vigorously. His figure flashed, and his body rushed out instantly. Under the chapter of the ancient gods, the master had no room to resist, and was caught by Fang Shuo Hold the neck.

Click!

There was a sound of bones breaking, and the vicious eyes of the head of the family gradually faded away, and he died in the end.

Fang Shuo turned around, and while standing in the air, the body of the head fell down.His eyes swept over everyone, his aura spread out, and a voice that shook the sky came out: "My black coffin patriarch has been the master of Heifengling from now on, if the cultivator of Heifengling Surrender, you can meet immediately, if you want to leave, there will be no hindrance, if you resist, kill!"

After Fang Shuo's words, there was a silence of hundreds of breaths, and then all the subordinates of Heifengling bowed down.

They had to do this. If they left the shelter of Heifeng Ridge, most of these people would be hunted down by their enemies and flee to death.Resistance is even more out of the question. Under Fang Shuo's coercion, they are only qualified to tremble.

"I'm waiting, willing to submit to the ancestor of the black coffin!"

Thousands of people shouted together, shocking the hearts of all the monks who came to watch. The news that Heifeng Ridge has changed hands will surely spread to every area outside the chaotic river basin in a short time.

"Okay, follow my black coffin ancestor, and we will advance together in honor and disgrace from now on!"

Fang Shuo's voice spread, and then he glanced at the corpse-eating patriarch, turned around and flew to the top of Heifeng Ridge, and with one palm, the big flag creaked and lay down.

After finishing all this, Fang Shuo walked straight into a cave, where the aura was the strongest in the entire Heifeng Ridge, presumably, it was the residence of the head.

After entering the cave, Fang Shuo discovered that the cave was huge, with maids standing on both sides, and the furnishings were magnificent. In the center of the cave, there was a tiger skin stone chair, which looked a bit funny.

Watching Fang Shuo walk in, all the maids lowered their heads, they naturally knew what happened outside, and now, the young man with the sarcophagus on his back is the owner of this place.

Sitting on the tiger skin stone chair, Fang Shuo felt very inconvenient, because the sarcophagus behind him occupied most of the stone chair, and his butt could only rest on the edge of the stone chair.

"Are you afraid of me?"

Fang Shuo asked softly, and all the dozen or so maids shook their heads, and they all prostrated themselves on the ground, not daring to say a word.

Obviously, the former head of the family must have been extremely strict with these maids.

"Go out, from now on, you don't need to serve me, but you can find a wooden house on the mountain to live in." Fang Shuo stopped paying attention to them after he finished speaking.

All the maids looked at Fang Shuo in surprise, showing expressions of disbelief.After a while, he left the cave as if he had been pardoned. There was only one person, still kneeling on the ground, motionless.

"You, why don't you go?"

Fang Shuo frowned. Kneeling in front of him was a slightly petite woman in a linen dress. When she raised her head, Fang Shuo realized that her face was covered with scars, as were her hands and feet. .

"Slave, servant can only survive if the master absorbs the essence in exchange for the elixir..." The woman's voice trembled a little, and she dared not even look at Fang Shuo.

Fang Shuo probed with his spiritual sense, only to find that the woman's breath was disordered, and there was a spiritual vein circulating in her body, which was extremely strange.

"I see……"

Fang Shuo murmured, then smiled and said, "Go out first, you can continue to serve me, but you can't come in without my permission."

With Fang Shuo's consent, the maid nodded again and again, and then walked out quickly.After a while, the corpse-eating ancestor came in, saw Fang Shuo sitting on the stone chair, and hurriedly bowed: "The corpse-eating ancestor has seen the black coffin ancestor, hehe, boss, why don't you seal me up?" The second master will do it..."

(End of this chapter)