The Mysterious Immortal Clan: Rising from the moment I died!

"Bang bang bang!"

Accompanied by a series of muffled booming sounds.

Feng Qingyue unleashed one coffin nail after another, each attack as fierce and ruthless as a storm, targeting only the vulnerable parts of the creature's massive head, such as its eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. Her aim was clearly to attack the golden core within its skull.

Yes, Feng Qingyue was very clear that her opponent possessed an extremely powerful physical body and qi, and that attacking only the physical body would probably not cause any real damage.

Therefore, the only chance of winning is to attack the divine soul hidden within the golden core.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!"

Exhausted from defending himself, Yan Chihen watched helplessly as the coffin nails flashed across the night sky like lightning. His anger burned even brighter: "Damn it! Damn it all..."

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

He waved his hands wildly in the air, forming an indestructible shield, or a dense defensive net, desperately trying to block the coffin nails attacking from all directions.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Ni Yongtang and the other three Foundation Establishment stage experts knew that the disparity in strength was too great, and that a direct confrontation would be tantamount to throwing an egg against a rock.

then.

The four adopted a flanking tactic, launching surprise attacks from various angles, advancing and retreating quickly regardless of whether they succeeded or not.

Yes.

They wanted to use this method to both deplete the demonic flames burning in that guy's clan mark and reduce the pressure on Feng Qingyue, ensuring that he could launch a sneak attack without any worries.

Just then.

"roar!"

Yan Chihen, who had been busy dealing with the onslaught of coffin nails, suddenly let out a roar that resounded through the sky.

Followed by.

He turned to the remaining demonic cultivators still alive in the distance and commanded, "All you green-robed demonic cultivators, listen up! Get to work and hold those flies back! Don't let them interfere with me any further!"

however.

Those green-robed demonic cultivators remained unmoved, showing no intention of offering any assistance.

To know.

Those who can survive in the cruel and perilous world of demonic cultivation and cultivate to such an unfathomable level as the Green-Robed Demonic Cultivator are all extraordinary individuals, and certainly not fools.

At this moment.

They were well aware that their temple master's great secret, which he had kept hidden for a hundred years, was now known to them.

Then, how could the tyrannical Tenth Palace Master let go of any living person who knows this secret?

Not only that.

Even more deadly is the unwritten rule that exists in Black Mountain, known to all demonic cultivators...

Witnessing what was happening before my eyes.

"Damn it!"

The man was enraged to the point of near-hysteria, his emotions nearly spiraling out of control. With a flick of his arm, a scarlet streak shot towards the green-robed demonic cultivators at astonishing speed: "Die! You bastards!"

At this critical moment.

"A great opportunity!"

Ni Yongtang and his three companions flashed by, quickly reaching the man's armpit, a vital area exposed by his raised hand.

In an instant.

Brilliant clan patterns radiated outwards.

at the same time.

Without hesitation, the four unleashed their most secret and powerful techniques.

"Bang bang bang..."

For a moment, only the booming sounds that rose and fell could be heard echoing through the sky, as if they were about to tear the entire world apart.

He knew his teammates were creating fleeting opportunities.

"Whoosh!"

Feng Qingyue's figure flashed and disappeared, appearing silently at the back of the Corpse King's head like a ghost.

"boom!"

Suddenly, he erupted, and the powerful spiritual energy within his body surged to its peak in an instant.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

His hands flew like lightning, instantly forming a sword finger that pressed tightly against the coffin nail. A continuous stream of pure spiritual energy surged into the coffin nail like a tidal wave.

In the blink of an eye.

With the last wisp of spiritual energy injected, Feng Qingyue finally activated the ultimate killing move of the coffin nails—"Seven Star Extinction Nails!"

at this time.

Time seemed to freeze, and everyone's breathing became heavy.

now.

"Buzz!"

Seven star runes were instantly projected around the coffin nails, each rune faintly exuding a sinister and ferocious aura.

Look closely.

Then, seven chilling characters suddenly appeared before their eyes: "Calamity, Misfortune, Calamity, Evil, Annihilation, Death, Extinction!"

This killer move was unleashed.

In the mirror, Yan Poxi was both pleased and worried: "Even though Yan Chihen's combat strength is close to the late stage of Core Formation, after being ambushed like this... he will surely not escape disaster today!"

Those inside the barrier, witnessing this scene, were all greatly encouraged, their emotions running high, as if this thrilling and fierce battle was about to come to an end: "Good! Good! Go Feng Qingyue!"

While Ni Yongtang and the others were in the midst of the battle, a strange light flashed in their eyes, and they also raised their combat power to the extreme, wanting to finish the job in one blow.

at the same time.

"Danger!"

The white-robed demonic cultivator standing at a distance screamed in astonishment, "Palace Master! Watch out behind you!"

Meanwhile, a complex look flashed across the eyes of the green-robed demonic cultivator beside them.

But just as everyone was watching...

"Click!"

A sharp, chilling sound of bones breaking echoed throughout the venue.

Along with this terrifying sound, Yan Chihen's head suddenly turned behind him without warning.

But what was even more terrifying was yet to come. Just as the creature's head was completely turned around, its originally hideous and twisted face suddenly opened its blood-red maw!

"roar!"

With a deafening roar, a beam of energy containing boundless power and destructive force erupted like a volcanic eruption.

Faced with such a sudden and incredibly powerful attack.

Feng Qingyue had no time to react or dodge before she was instantly enveloped by the energy beam.

"boom!"

The coffin nails that were originally shining brightly in his hand were instantly suppressed by the energy beam, gradually losing their vitality and becoming dull and lifeless.

"Bang!"

Although Feng Qingyue, with her mid-stage Core Formation cultivation, barely managed to withstand the violent blood and qi within the energy beam, she was still able to withstand it.

However, the terrifying power of the demonic flames instantly broke through the protective aura and spiritual energy barrier in front of Feng Qingyue, and frantically invaded his body, burning his meridians and internal organs.

"Pfft!"

Feng Qingyue suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and within that blood, a trace of black demonic flame was burning.

In an instant.

His entire body was engulfed in raging demonic flames, a truly gruesome sight, his life force so faint it was almost imperceptible.

"don't want!"

Ni Yongtang cried out in heart-wrenching shock, his face ashen white.

"Good sister-in-law!"

Ni Yongxiao and the others were struck dumb, and were at a loss for what to do.

"Oh no!"

All the demonic cultivators present were terrified, their faces turning deathly pale and their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

Seeing the situation was turning against them, the green-robed demonic cultivators turned and ran without a word...

Holy crap!

Seeing this scene reflected in the mirror, Yan Poxi felt her eyelids twitch: "That buck-toothed bastard... he's been hiding it for a damn long time!"

The people inside the inner city barrier were stunned by the breathtaking scene, their minds blank, completely unsure how to deal with the situation.

Just when Feng Qingyue's life was at stake.

A familiar voice resounded through the heavens—"Land Rover! Get me up there!"