The law of killing masters above the first level of the divine mind realm in the ancient gods and demons cemetery disappeared.

Jiang Junqian, Ning Xuesong and Jiang Motian once again blocked the way Ye Chenfeng and Shui Menghan.

Shui Menghan, who was held by Ye Chenfeng, glared at Jiang Junqian with beautiful eyes angrily and shouted: "Jiang Junqian, don't forget what you are? Your brother dares to attack me? Now you dare to attack me too? If I leave here alive, I want your lineage to disappear completely from the Shui family."

Jiang Junqian smiled indifferently and said, "There are so many strong cemeteries here. As long as I, Jiang Junqian, get some of the strong inheritance, even if your grandfather begs me to go back to Shui's house, I will not go back. Since you, Shui Menghan, want to help this kid, then I, Jiang Junqian, can only send you on the road together."

"Idiot, get out of here. I don't want to accompany you here to die." Ye Chenfeng doesn't want to bother Jiang Junqian and others anymore. Since the shadow man Jiang Yuntian asked him to leave here, this must make sense. He doesn't want to waste time any more.

Jiang Junqian didn't expect Ye Chenfeng to curse directly. The smile he had just revealed on his face disappeared again. He was full of momentum and said coldly: "Boy, you are about to die. Do you still dare to talk to us? Now there are so many cemeteries of strong people, and we no longer care about the treasures in the Sword God Cemetery."

Jiang Motian of Yinming Sect also regained his calmness and said, "Boy, the goddess of luck will not stand on your side forever, your luck is over."

"The three of us must kill this kid at the same time, so that we can get the energy in this kid's body together." Ning Xuesong, the adopted son of the leader of the Han Bing Sect, said without emotion.

Ye Chenfeng, who was holding the Black Xuan Sword in his right hand, had just broken his fingers and the middle-aged man and his energy poured into his body. He had been suppressing it hard. He gritted his teeth in his mouth and shouted: "You stupid guys, you want to die by yourself, don't implicate me, get out of here immediately."

Ye Chenfeng's intuition was very keen. He also began to realize something was wrong around him. At first glance, there were dense tombstones around him. About five thousand strong men were buried here. It seems that there are more than one place where the strong men are buried in the Gods and Demons Cemetery. There should be large cemeteries like this in other places in the Gods and Demons Cemetery.

Ye Chenfeng vaguely felt that the gloomy aura was gathering more and more in the air. This was definitely not a good sign. He knew that he could not waste his time anymore. He had to take Shui Menghan and leave immediately.

"Boy, you can only show off your power. You will die later." Jiang Motian shouted with a gloomy face. Who dared to call him a fool in the past?

Jiang Junqian and Ning Xuesong's faces were not much better than Jiang Motian. They were both outstanding people in the same generation. Usually, they were flattering people around them. Who dared to be arrogant in front of them? It can be said that Ye Chenfeng completely angered all three of them.

Ning Xueni, who was standing behind Ning Xuesong, glanced at Ye Chenfeng with disdain and muttered: "I only know how to bluff my mouth, but I am actually an incompetent waste."

Su Bingxuan from Wanyue Pavilion also frowned and looked at Ye Chenfeng. The two female disciples standing beside her spoke again.

"Senior Sister Su. Is this kid having a problem with his brain? Should we also do it together? There are so many tombs of strong people here! If the Yin Ming Sect, the Shui Family and the Han Bing Sect don't even share a piece of pill for us later, then our losses will be huge."

"Yes! Senior Sister Su, this kid will definitely die anyway, so we just need to put in a little effort."

Su Bingxuan still shook his head and said, "There are so many cemeteries of strong men here, and they will definitely not take care of them. I said that if I don't interfere, I will definitely not interfere. Do you want me to go back on my word?"

Ye Chenfeng's consciousness was checking the fire of heaven and earth in the dantian. He had decided to directly call the fire of the green flame out. I wonder if it could delay it for a while? He no longer cared about revealing that he had the fire of heaven and earth. Anyway, his intuition told himself that if he stayed here, the situation might be very bad.

When Ye Chenfeng was about to mobilize Qingyan, Jiang Junqian, Ning Xuesong and Jiang Motian could not wait to attack Ye Chenfeng. However, when Ye Chenfeng was waiting for Jiang Junqian and the others to approach, at this moment, the overwhelming howling of ghosts and wolves suddenly soared into the sky in this cemetery.

This made everyone's movements pause slightly. On the tombstones, a gloomy afterimage could be seen faintly, and these countless afterimages were breaking free from these tombstones.

Soon, the first batch of afterimages broke free, about two hundred. These afterimages were full of resentment, and even terrifying. They could not feel any momentum from them.

"Boy, you should find a way to leave here. These are wandering souls. These strong people have been buried here for countless years, and their resentment is getting heavier and heavier. These wandering souls are condensed by the resentment of the strong. Although these wandering souls do not have the strength of the strong before their lifetime, they are very weak, but they are no longer able to deal with it for you."

"And these first group of wandering souls that broke free from the tombstone are the weakest. If you wait until the stronger wandering souls break free, you can only wait to die here."

Ye Chenfeng's mind echoed the sound of the black shadow man Jiang Yuntian. He looked at the more than 200 wandering souls surrounding them, and then at the wandering souls that were struggling in the tombstones. If all the wandering souls broke free, it would probably turn into a soul mountain and a sea of ​​souls.

“What are these?”

After Jiang Junqian saw a hateful wandering soul approaching him, he immediately activated the spiritual river in the tendon veins and slapped the wandering soul with a palm. With a "bang!", the hateful wandering soul just took a small step back slightly.

This made Jiang Junqian frown tightly. He knew that these things would definitely not be good men and women. He pushed the strength in his body to the peak and slapped another palm, "Bang!" Although the power of this palm increased a lot, it only made the hateful wandering soul retreat five steps.

As for Jiang Motian and Ning Xuesong, their situation is similar to that of Jiang Junqian. They are so weak that they can only hide everywhere. However, because there are too many wandering souls, the space they can hide is getting smaller and smaller.

Ye Chenfeng, who held Shui Menghan's little hand, looked at more than 200 wandering souls around him. He knew that he had no time to rush out. He did not attack these wandering souls immediately, but pulled Shui Menghan to dodge continuously, and his eyes were constantly observing the effect of Jiang Junqian and others attacking the wandering souls.

You know, this is the weakest group of wandering souls! But with the strength of Jiang Junqian and others, they can't even kill one wandering soul? Not to mention killing it, their attacks that exert their strongest combat power can only make these wandering souls retreat by five or six steps, which is simply weak.

If the stronger wandering souls break free from the tombstone, will Ye Chenfeng still have a way out? Ye Chenfeng naturally won’t care about the life and death of Jiang Motian and others. He would be better off that Jiang Motian and others die here. Although it would be a pity that he did not kill Jiang Motian with his own hands, what he has to consider now is the safety of himself and Shui Menghan.

"You idiots, extremely stupid idiots, I have said a long time ago that you should not implicate me if you want to die. Now look at your own virtue? Are you here to kill me? They are all stupid. I really don't know if you are in your head? Or shit?" Ye Chenfeng cursed.

Ye Chenfeng pulled Shui Menghan to avoid the wandering soul while continuing, saying, "By the way, feces are the same as shit. It seems that your head is filled with rice fields."

Mitiangong is another name for shit. Anyway, Ye Chenfeng said that, Jiang Junqian, Ning Xuesong and Jiang Motian were talking about the three of them. The things in their heads were a piece of stink shit.
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