The ruins of the Potian Xuanzong, some battlefield.

"You...you you..."

"Don't come here!"

"Help, don't, don't come here!"

"ah--"

With several heart-wrenching screams, several monks fell to the ground with exhaustion, stained with blood all over their bodies.

Their screams could be heard endless fear, and fear was mixed with unwillingness and fear.

These people showed the struggle and anxiety before their deaths to the fullest.

And just before the bodies of these people, there was a Taoist.

His face was yin and looked like a vulture, his skin showed abnormal dark green, and there were many dark spots on his face, which looked like corpse spots.

The man walked to the corpse, and a rune lit up in his palm, and then blood on the ground flew up one after another and gathered in his palm.

Feeling the fluctuations of runes in his palm, the Taoist shook his head secretly.

"Tsk, you only have such a little qi and blood. Fortunately, you are still monks, so it's really useless!"

It seems that he is a little unsatisfied with the blood collected.

"Yeah!" But at this moment, his body paused and then looked in a certain direction.

"Someone went to my temple of life?"

The Taoist murmured, and after pondering for a while, his body moved.

He decided to go to Wusheng Palace to kill the trespasser and suck the qi and blood in the other party's body.

Because Wusheng Palace is his territory, not everyone can trespass.

The Taoist made a gesture, and his body suddenly fled into the way and disappeared.

When he left, only a few shriveled corpses were left on the spot, and the death was extremely miserable.

...

The Hall of No Life, at the entrance.

"Senior Yuan, you lied to me!"

Lei Yi shouted to the sky, and his soul came out from behind, and he shot hundreds of fist shadows at the corpse rushing around.

Under a round of bombardment, these corpses naturally could not withstand the fist force, their bodies exploded one after another, and the dark green corpse blood was flying all over the sky.

Lei Yi shouted loudly and also punched dozens of punches in the direction of his feet.

His target was the bone claws drilled out of the magic circle. These ghosts actually carried the power of laws in the attacks.

Lei Yi's fist of the law of infusion was blasted out, colliding with the law on the bone claws, and a real roar broke out.

Under his continuous bombardment, this magic circle naturally could not resist and collapsed directly.

The magic circle disappeared, and the binding force also weakened. Lei Yi raised his foot and his body soared into the sky.

After breaking free from the trap, he landed smoothly and looked around at the same time.

There are large groups of tombs near Wusheng Hall, so corpses are refining continuously.

With such a big noise just now, not only did he attract the nearby corpse refining, but also with his subsequent actions, the corpse refining group in the tomb group was also attracted by the movement.

Countless corpses crawled out of the soil and walked towards him in a skewed manner.

Their corpses exuded a strong smell of rottenness and a fishy storm, which made Lei Yi frown when he saw it.

Although he knew that these corpses were almost no threat to him, he just looked disgusting.

"Can you please stop coming? They are all seniors, why bother like this!" Lei Yi was a little scared and retreated continuously until he reached the entrance of Wusheng Palace.

Unfortunately, the door of this temple was closed and obviously it was not allowed to enter.

"Wait, I have a token!" Seeing these "scholars" of the sects welcomed him so warmly, Lei Yi suddenly thought that he seemed to have a token of command.

He quickly took out the commander token from the Shura Palace and raised it high above his head.

At this moment, the token glowed.

"It's really effective!" Seeing this scene, Lei Yi was secretly happy, glad that he did nothing wrong.

The next moment, the gate of Wusheng Hall, which had been covered with dust for many years, finally slowly opened.

However, just when Lei Yi was about to touch his feet, several black shadows appeared in the Wusheng Hall, and what came towards him was a rotten claw stained with scattered pieces of flesh.

“I…@#￥%&*”

This time, Lei Yi couldn't help but curse on the spot.

But this did not prevent him from rushing out his fist and sent all the oncoming corpses to the West to salvation.

"You guys forced me!" Then Lei Yi turned around and aimed at the chasing corpse.

He was merciless in his move this time, killing as many as he could, regardless of whether the other party was a senior of the sect or not, he would help them physically to save them.

A quarter of an hour later, there was no corpse that could move outside the Wusheng Hall.

Instead, there are broken limbs and broken arms all over the ground, emitting pungent and rotten corpse blood.

"I finally cleaned up!" Lei Yi clapped his hands, let out a long breath, and then stepped into the Wusheng Hall.

But just a few breaths after he entered the Wusheng Hall, a small bun suddenly rose from the ground, and then a Taoist slowly walked out of it.

"Such strong blood and blood seem to be a physical refiner. To me, this is a great tonic!" The Taoist's face was gloomy, and he looked at the entrance of the Wusheng Hall, and there was a faint smell of fishy liquid dripping from the corner of his mouth.

But then, he discovered an abnormality.

"It's strange that the ban on Wusheng Hall was set up by me personally. Why can he open the entrance?"

The Taoist dragged his chin, pondered for a moment, and guessed: "Can he take the token from the Eighth Palace, so..."

"Forget it, no matter what, after capturing him, use the soul search technique to check it out, and you will know everything!"

He didn't think too much, but made up his attention and waited to kill the opponent before he could use the soul search technique to see the opponent's memory. Anyway, it would only take a little more effort.

Thinking of this, he crawled into the Wusheng Hall and followed Lei Yi.

Inside the Hall of No Life.

To be honest, Lei Yi was very disappointed.

Because the entire Wusheng Hall is too small.

Compared with the Shura Hall, this Wusheng Hall is like a small temple, and the internal space is really small.

There is only one main hall in the entire temple. Not to mention the darkness inside, the stone statues worshipped on both sides are all things that are neither human nor ghost, and Lei Yi cannot name them.

"Just this is also considered one of the Eighth Halls?" Lei Yi was too lazy to complain about this scene.

"Hmph, you little monk, are worthy of discussing my temple!" But at this moment, a cold voice came from behind.

After hearing this, Lei Yi was shocked and turned around quickly.

As a result, I saw a ghost claw stained with black air and took my face straight.

Lei Yi naturally instinctively punched out, and the silver runes flashed in the fist, and the fist and the ghost claws came to a head-on fight.

boom!

As the two cancel each other out, a layer of strong wind gushed in the hall.

Fortunately, there were no decorations in Wusheng Hall. As the strong wind hanged, the palace had no influence.

"Oh, the law of power?" The person who took action murmured, revealing his body.

"Who are you?" Lei Yi looked at the other party with fear.

Because if the other party hadn't spoken, he wouldn't have known that he had been approached.

The most important thing is that after vomiting, closing your eyes, you can't even find the other person in your spiritual sense.

Although the person is right in front of him, his spiritual sense cannot sense it, and there is no trace of a living aura on the other party, which is very strange.

"Who am I? You stood in my palace and even asked me who I am?" After hearing this, the Taoist sneered again, his tone of indescribable gloomy.

When Lei Yi heard this, he exclaimed in an instant: "Your temple, are you one of the commanders of the Eight Halls, Lin Daoxian, the commander of the Wusheng Hall!"

"Oh, someone still remembers the name of this seat!" Taoist, that is, Lin Daoxian, was also a little surprised after hearing this.

The eighth halls of the Potian Xuan Sect, the Shura Hall and the Wusheng Hall belong to the Dark Hall. Both are not well-known in the world of immortal cultivation. Almost no one knows their names except the disciples of this sect.

Besides, after so many years, there are very few people in the world of immortal cultivation who know the name of Potian Xuanzong.

For example, he had dealt with many cultivators before and searched for a few souls, but naturally no one knew the name of Potian Xuanzong.

Since the visitor was able to shout out Wusheng Palace and his name, he was obviously not an outsider, and he was probably a descendant of Potian Xuanzong.

"However, even if you know my name, it will not change your ending!" Lin Daoxian took action again in his eyes.

He still chose to take action even though he knew that Lei Yi might be a descendant of Potian Xuanzong.
To be continued...