They were arranged neatly on the ground like mummies.

The most outrageous thing is that Night Demon also used the blood of fifty-one people to draw a thick bloody circle, fearing that he would not be able to find it.

The news came from Five Spirit Gu.

Night Devil sent a message.

"I'm sorry, sir. I just saw your instructions and it's already a little late. Next time we meet, I'll serve you a drink to apologize."

A little late?

Feng Yun almost laughed angrily when he saw this line of news.

Your hand was too cruel and too fast, wasn't it? You killed all the people, even the jade crowns and golden hoops that bound your hair were looted.

It was really neatly tidied up.

Have you ever been a housekeeper?

This person from the Jinyun Sect basically has nothing except the clothes he wears... He doesn't even have any silver left behind!

"How could they all become mummies? What kind of skill does Night Demon have?"

Feng Yun felt vaguely familiar.

"It's the Blood Smoker."

Feng Yidao: "That evil technique that few people in our sect have practiced... Night Demon has not only practiced it, but from the looks of it, it has reached the fifth level. It can shock souls in battle and draw blood from wounds."

"Blood Smoke Hand...this unpopular technique..."

Feng Yun couldn't help but sigh.

This useless skill that no one practices, Night Demon has actually practiced it to this extent.

"I remember that when the Blood Smoke Sword is trained to the fifth level, it can at most frighten the souls below the same level. It has no useful effect like drawing blood, right?"

"Yes, sir, only when the Blood Smoke Swordsman reaches the sixth level can he be able to transcend levels and shock, but the effect is not very good. Only when he reaches the peak of the seventh level, can he be unscrupulous, soul-sucking and blood-sucking, and invincible; and the Blood Smoke Master,

The demonic mist fills the sky, its ferocious power is shocking, especially in group battles, it is even more devastating..."

Feng Yi's face was also a little distorted: "But until the seventh level, it is still useless. Just like Night Demon's current battle, he can only use weapons to cause damage to the opponent, and then suck blood from the wound... If

If you can't cause harm to people, you can't suck blood out..."

"Our True Sect has a complete Blood Smoke Hand cultivation technique, but... no one has cared about it for thousands of years."

When these words came out, Feng Yun, Feng Yi, and Feng Er were all speechless. Because they all knew the reason for this very well.

On the one hand, I lamented the lack of Night Demon's skills, on the other hand, I also lamented the Night Demon's perseverance; the third nature was the brutality of Night Demon...

"When the Night Demon reaches the seventh level, I'm afraid... he will be able to emit blood evil energy anytime and anywhere. At that time, he will be like a walking devil."

Seal the second road.

"Like a walking devil, like a walking devil..."

Feng Yun murmured to himself.

Looking at the dried corpses in the field, he finally sighed: "Dig a hole and bury it."

Feng Yi hesitated: "Do I need to pack it up and let the leader of the Golden Demon Sect transport it back to its roots?"

"His son died here...I no longer need to consider taking care of him."

Feng Yun said calmly: "No matter what you do, you have already abandoned your heart. From now on, you will only need high-pressure orders from Qi Lingfeng, and you will no longer need to be gentle. So, no need."

"If Qi Lingfeng wants his son to return home after falling leaves, then come here to dig his grave."

Feng Yun said very coldly.

After sealing the first and second letters, he said yes and started taking action immediately.

Both of them understood that this was the most correct way. If Qi Tianyue did not die, it would not matter even if all the other fifty people died.

But the key now is that Qi Tianyue is dead. For Qi Lingfeng, there is no resurrection after death, and the cracks will always exist.

No matter how Feng Yun tries to win over him or how hard he tries, the matter of his dead son will never disappear in Qi Lingfeng's heart.

So Feng Yun simply gave up.

I no longer intend to waste that time and emotion.

And Qi Lingfeng's status is not worth Feng Yun's wasting too much on him... Even the leader of the Golden Demon Sect, who ranks first in the Five Elements, Ice, Fire and Seven Colors, is just the leader of a subordinate sect, so he is indifferent.

It seems heartless, but it is the wisest choice for Feng Yun.

Just after burying the body, Qi Lingfeng's message came: "Master Yun... my subordinate just sent a message to Tianyue, but it can no longer be sent... I don't know..."

Feng Yun replied coldly: "Qi Tianyue broke the rules of the southeast, ambushed his fellow Night Demons without permission, and planned to devour each other by cultivating Gu to become gods. He has been killed by the Night Demons."

Qi Lingfeng was silent for a moment, and after experiencing a lot of anger, he sent another message: "I wonder how Mr. Yun... plans to handle this matter?"

"Raise Gu to become a god, internal fighting. What to do?" Feng Yun choked up.

"The revenge for killing my son is irreconcilable. I request you to cross the border to kill the night demon and avenge my son!" Qi Lingfeng requested.

"Master Qi, in the plan to raise Gu to become a god, the rule that no one is allowed to retaliate after death is a fart in your eyes?"

Feng Yun said coldly: "Also, you are from the true north. If you dare to cross the border and come to the southeast, then I will immediately eradicate your Golden Demon Sect!"

"..."

Over there, Qi Lingfeng was silent.

"Send someone to collect your son's body."

Feng Yun said.

"No need, I would like to thank Mr. Yun for your kindness."

Qi Lingfeng sent news.

Feng Yun's eyes flashed coldly: "Qi Lingfeng, are you talking to me?"
Chapter completed!