The moment Bai Zhirui's white lotus magic weapon flew out, there was a moment of silence on the noisy battlefield.

Wow!
A flying claw came quickly and circled around the White Lotus magic weapon.

Before the flying claw's chain could entangle the White Lotus magic weapon, a rope dart magic weapon followed closely, also aiming to entangle the White Lotus magic weapon, hoping to take the opportunity to take it away.

The result was that the two magical weapons were entangled together.

"Asshole, how dare you ruin my good thing."

Another person also retorted angrily: "If you hadn't been messing around, I would have..."

The actions of the two of them seemed to have lit the fuse.

All the monks of the Nether Spirit Clan began to move.

The general of the Underworld City tried desperately to stop it: "Stop it, General. There is no such thing as fighting like this..."

The next moment, his words were drowned out by the explosion of various spells.

In the eyes of the Nether Spirit Clan cultivators present, there was no room for anything else except that magic weapon.

"Get out of the way! Don't block the road!" A cultivator from the Dark Spirit Clan in the crowd swung a broadsword and beheaded a guy in front of him who was caught off guard.

But he was not too proud of the result. He had just killed a man when a spear came from the side and hit him right in the heart.

"You actually attacked your own people. You deserve to die."

This guy spoke with great righteousness, but he was secretly delighted in his heart, for now he had two fewer competitors.

There were only two Nether Spirit Clan monks who took advantage of the chaos to kill people, and they were quickly killed by others.

Although the casualties were not heavy, this bad start made the alliance of these monks, which already had ulterior motives, become even more fragile.

Except for those friends they already knew, everyone now looked like an enemy to them.

"Why are you looking at me? Do you want to attack me?" A cultivator from the Nether Spirit Clan said with a nervous voice.

"Are you sick? No one would look at you." The man immediately retorted, he didn't want to arouse unnecessary suspicion because of his behavior.

It would have been better if he didn't do that. When the man saw him looking away, he thought he was guilty.

"I knew you had no good intentions. You're the first to strike. Look at my sword!"

Both of them focused their attention on each other, and although this person attacked suddenly, the other person was able to react and dodge in time.

But a person next to him was unlucky and was pierced in the chest by a flying sword and died on the spot.

"Brother! How dare you, you bastard, kill my brother? I want you dead!"

Filled with hatred, he didn't bother to hold back, and the rain of fire enveloped the seven or eight people around him.

This stirred up a hornet's nest, and they started fighting crazily without distinguishing between friend and foe.

In this situation, except for themselves, almost everyone else is an enemy, and they have no choice but to take action.

No one knows whether they will be the next target.

In order to save their lives, these people did not dare to hold back at all, and within just a few breaths, everyone was involved.

"Assholes, stop right here!" The general of Hades City made his last effort.

boom!
A fireball as big as a washbasin passed through the crowd and hit him.

Although he was not injured, he was still in a state of exhaustion and disgrace, which made him no longer bother to suppress his anger.

"You damned bastards, since you want to die so badly, I will grant your wish. Ten Thousand Bones Killing the Sky!"

The earth shook violently and all kinds of bones suddenly emerged from the ground.

In the blink of an eye, a forest of bones appeared on the ground.

Many Nether Spirit Clan monks who were unable to dodge were pierced like candied haws by the sharp white bones and quickly disappeared between heaven and earth.

There were also seven or eight stronger and luckier monks from the Netherworld Clan who managed to escape this attack.

One of them gritted his teeth and cursed: "Damn it, this guy clearly wants to kill us and take the magic weapon for himself."

"Let's go together and kill him first, otherwise no one will survive."

Several Nether Spirit Clan monks who had been wary of each other just now formed an alliance and attacked the general of Nether Prison City together.

Lin Feng and Su Yao, who were hiding aside, stared with their eyes wide open.

Although Bai Zhirui had anticipated this situation when she told them about the plan.

but……

This effect is too good, isn't it?

A fake magic weapon caused these cultivators of the Nether Spirit Clan to fight to the death, and their brains were even beaten out.

In order to avoid misunderstandings, their small group, which was already in great danger, was plunged into real internal strife.

Bai Zhirui insisted and asked them to carefully check her White Lotus magic weapon.

Although doing so would allow Lin Feng and Bai Zhirui to fully understand the details of his magic weapon.

It is also possible that others could understand her magic weapon through various means, and when they use it in the future, unexpected dangers might occur.

But at this moment, I can't care about so many things.

"Those are issues you need to consider after you escape. As for now, the most important thing is to stay alive." Zheng Yi taught his apprentice.

Lin Feng and Su Yao also understood the seriousness of the matter.

Therefore, before checking Bai Zhirui's White Lotus magic weapon, he swore to Lord Canglan that he would never leak a single detail.

Neither Zheng Yi nor Bai Zhirui took this oath too seriously.

It's not that I don't trust them.

As a monk, everyone has various means.

The most typical one is the soul-searching technique.

Even if Lin Feng and Su Yao kept their oath and did not leak it, the secret of the White Lotus magic weapon might still be leaked out in this way.

Of course, even if they didn't care, Zheng Yi was quite satisfied that the two of them could show such sincerity.

After swearing a solemn oath, the two men carefully examined the White Lotus magic weapon.

Although this is a very powerful magical weapon, it is not a particularly precious item to the disciples of such large sects.

At least this magic weapon is definitely not worth so many Nether Spirit Clan cultivators risking their lives for.

As for why this ordinary magic weapon can block the attack of a Jindan cultivator like Huiyue Demon Lord.

Lin Feng and Su Yao tacitly did not ask any questions.

Every cultivator has his own way of protecting his life. This kind of secret is not something that ordinary cultivators, even relatives and even fellow cultivators would not ask about.

On the battlefield, the battle of the Nether Spirit Clan monks has come to an end.

The remaining few Nether Spirit Clan monks are all powerful masters.

Fighting alone, perhaps none of them could be a match for the general of Hades City.

Two against one, the outcome is still unknown.

But with so many people fighting against one, no matter how powerful the ghost general of the Underworld City was, he was still killed by them.

After his death, his body did not completely dissipate like that of ordinary ghosts, but left behind a skeleton made of silver.

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the skeleton suddenly exploded. The bones exploded, taking away most of the remaining people.

Only two cultivators from the Nether Spirit Clan were left, and both were seriously injured.

"Fellow Daoist, at this point, if the two of us continue to fight, I'm afraid neither of us will survive. Although the treasure is good, in my opinion, it is not as important as my life."

"You are stronger than me, but if I want to fight to the death, you can't defeat me so easily."

"How about this? You take out a magical tool to compensate me, and I will give this treasure to you."

Another cultivator from the Nether Spirit Clan was moved when he heard this.

If the other party directly asked him to give the treasure to him, he would naturally not believe it easily.

But if you exchange benefits, maybe the other party is really willing to trade.

Just as the other party said, his strength is higher than this person. If it were normal, he would have killed people and taken treasures long ago.

But he was also seriously injured in the battle with the general of Hades City just now, and was affected by the final bone explosion.

If you want to defeat the other party now, you will probably have to pay a hefty price.

After hesitating for a moment, he said in a hoarse voice: "Okay, I agree to your terms."

With a wave of his hand, a token burning with the fire of the underworld appeared out of thin air.

"I got this Karma Fire Token by accident. As long as I can refine it, I can control a portion of the Karma Fire of the Underworld."

"This thing is definitely not worse than the White Lotus Magical Weapon."

The moment he saw the Hellfire Token, the Nether Spirit Clan monk who proposed the deal had greed in his eyes: "You...really want to give this to me?"

"The technique I practice is restrained by the underworld fire on this fire order. Refining it will not only do me no good, but will also affect my strength. Now I'm giving it to you."

The ghost monk swallowed and said, "Okay! Don't worry, I promise to keep this a secret and not tell anyone."

After saying that, he reached out to take the Karma Fire Order.

Just as his hand was about to touch the Karma Fire Order, the underworld Karma Fire on it suddenly erupted, directly engulfing the man and burning him to death in an instant.

Ding dong!

The palm-sized flying knife fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

It seems that neither of the two have any intention of keeping their promise.

"In this world, the only people who can truly keep secrets are the dead."

After killing the last opponent, the cultivators of the Nether Spirit Clan did not dare to delay and immediately put away the Karma Fire Order, preparing to look for the White Lotus magic weapon that had just flown away to an unknown place.

"Are you looking for this?" Bai Zhirui smiled as beautiful as a flower. What she held in her green jade hand was the White Lotus magic weapon that he had just thrown out.

"Not good!" How could the Dark Spirit Clan monk not know that he had been tricked? He turned around and ran without hesitation.

His movements were not slow, but there were people who were faster than him.

The sharp sword energy had arrived before his eyes at some point and directly cut the cultivator of the Nether Spirit Clan into two pieces.

"If you want me to die, you won't have an easy time either." Before dying, the monk of the Dark Spirit Clan raised his hands towards the sky.

Suddenly, a dazzling beam of light shot straight into the sky.

Within a radius of ten thousand miles, no creature with eyesight could fail to see this thing.

Not only that, this beam of light also contains the power of the rules of heaven and earth.

Many cultivators with higher strength can feel it even if they can't see it, as long as they are still in this world.

Not to mention, the pursuers have been frantically searching for their whereabouts.

"Asshole, you're still not at peace even after death, and you want to drag us down with you. Let's go quickly, Brother Su, I'm counting on you." Lin Feng said anxiously.

He seemed to have seen the scene of a large number of Nether Spirit Clan monks coming to kill him.

There were enemies everywhere, and his flying sword was obviously not as concealed and useful as Su Yao's Kunyi hairpin.

Su Yao did not dare to delay and immediately grabbed Bai Zhirui's hand, ready to take them away.

"Wait a moment!" Before leaving, Bai Zhirui looked at the location of the corpse of the Mingling cultivator with a sneer, and directly activated the White Lotus magic weapon to tear him to pieces completely.

"No!" Amidst the unwilling roar, the body of the Nether Spirit Clan cultivator slowly dissipated.

"Fuck, this guy is still pretending to be dead!" Lin Feng gasped.

This guy made such a big fuss, he really thought that the other party was unwilling to die and wanted to drag them down with him.

I never expected that the other party would use this cover to escape.

Fortunately, Bai Zhirui saw through the other party's trick, otherwise this guy would have succeeded.

Bai Zhirui was also terrified: "Master, how do you know he is not dead?"

Zheng Yi sneered: "As the saying goes, trying to hide something only makes it more obvious. If he hadn't made such a big fuss, I might have been fooled by him."

"But this idiot had to deliberately create such a big scene. Isn't this clearly telling us that he has other plans?"

Not long after Bai Zhirui and the other two left, the monks from the Nether Spirit Clan who were chasing after them arrived one after another.

It can be clearly seen that the number of pursuers tracking Bai Zhirui and her group has been greatly reduced.

Moreover, most of the remaining Nether Spirit Clan monks are not particularly powerful.

After all, those weaker cultivators could easily be led to other directions by various clues and would not encounter Bai Zhirui and the other two.

If it weren't for that beam of light, they might still be somewhere looking for Bai Zhirui and the other two.

Demon Lord Huiyue arrived late.

Among the remaining Nether Spirit Clan monks, several stronger ones stepped forward eagerly to inquire.

"Master Demon, those young humans are very powerful. Many of our people have died at their hands. Look..."

Demon Lord Huiyue sneered: "You are not going to tell me that all of you were frightened by three young people from the human race?"

"You all know why we came out this time. If we fail to eradicate the problem and affect our overall plan, I don't need to explain the consequences."

The faces of all the Nether Spirit Clan monks present looked very ugly.

If the above tasks are not completed, nothing will happen to Huiyue Demon Lord, the great Jindan master.

These little shrimps will definitely not have any good end in store for them.

Originally, they were counting on Demon Lord Huiyue to take action personally, but after this guy was thwarted in his previous attempt, he no longer had his previous impatient look.

Obviously, they are the ones who are supposed to be the first to take action.

They understood the truth, but the situation forced them to take action even though they knew the other party's plan.

Demon Lord Huiyue seemed to be unconcerned, but he was cursing in his heart.

"What a bunch of useless wimps, they can't even find out the details of that guy."

Unlike those Nether Spirit Clan cultivators who were in the Foundation Establishment Stage, Demon Lord Huiyue was already certain that in addition to the three young humans, there was another person hiding.

However, despite all his efforts, he still failed to find out the man's depth.

All the battles between Bai Zhirui and the other two were under his surveillance.

The more he understood, the more he feared the guy behind the three men. (End of this chapter)