Chapter 402 New Identity, Demonic Shadow Palace·Li Canghai

"No...don't!"

Seeing this scene, Feng Wuren and Luo Ying's souls trembled suddenly, and a trace of reason briefly returned to their eyes.

It's a pity that before they finished speaking, the two people's sliver of reason was swallowed up by the majestic resentment.

"Boy, no matter who you are, no matter why you are here. If you dare to attack me, Song Mingyang, you will die when this Thousand Evil Sword is successfully refined!!!"

Song Mingyang looked back at Su Twelve. At this time, his face was ferocious, as if he was crazy.

"court death!"

Su Twelve shouted angrily and looked at Song Mingyang on the altar, his eyes colder than ever before.

"Looking for death? Haha, you will know who is looking for death soon!"

Although Song Mingyang's cultivation level is far inferior to that of Su Twelve, he has full confidence in the evil weapon he has refined.

Although the man turned around, the sword in his hand stabbed Feng Fei mercilessly.

The little girl collapsed on the ground. She had never seen such a formation before, and she was already so frightened that she could not speak.

But at this moment, the mutation occurred again.

At the bottom of the altar, in the river, dozens of ice picks suddenly appeared.

The ice pick penetrated the altar and headed straight for Song Mingyang.

Each of these ice cones shimmered with cold light, comparable to a full-strength strike from a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, and its power should not be underestimated.

Song Mingyang's expression changed instantly. He didn't dare to fight hard, let alone attack Feng Fei again, so he hurriedly stepped back.

His cultivation level is not bad, and his movement speed is as fast as lightning.

After dodging the ice pick, with a trace of suspicion in his mind, his eyes were firmly fixed on Feng Fei, and he planned to take action again.

Unless Feng Fei dies, the Qianxie Sword cannot be successfully refined. This most critical step must be completed no matter what.

But just as Song Mingyang was about to continue taking action, his pupils suddenly shrank and his face showed shock.

As the river surged, three huge ice spiders rushed up.

Each of these three ice spiders exudes

Astonishing cultivation, his strength is comparable to that of a monk in the middle stage of foundation building.

After appearing, he firmly guarded Feng Fei in the center, not giving Song Mingyang a chance to make a move.

Seeing this scene, Song Mingyang trembled with anger.

His cultivation level was not as good as Su Twelve, so he originally thought that using the formation to delay would be enough for him to refine the Thousand Evil Sword.

In his plan, the Thousand Evil Sword was not only a top-quality spiritual weapon, but also a body of resentful spirits, which could exert nearly half of the power of a magic weapon.

The two resentful spirits in the body of the sword can also be compared to two monks of the same level, helping him fight against the enemy.

With such a treasure in hand, in the same realm, it is easy to kill enemies across levels.

But the three ice soul spiders that appeared at this moment made him completely despair.

Comparable to the monsters in the middle of the foundation building stage, although he is not afraid, he can only deal with two at most when using all his strength.

With one against three, let alone no chance of winning, even if there is a chance of winning, it is impossible to kill Feng Fei easily.

What's more, there are people coming from the Demonic Shadow Palace in the late foundation building period above, watching eagerly.

The current situation, no matter how you look at it, is very detrimental to yourself.

No matter how upset he was, Song Mingyang knew that he could only save his life by trying to escape at this moment.

As for the Thousand Evil Sword, we can only try to repair it in the future or refine it again.

In an instant, Song Mingyang made up his mind and no longer hesitated.

The two swords in their hands trembled slightly, but remained motionless. Feng Renren and Luo Ying, who were like cold-blooded and ruthless machines, suddenly disappeared, turned into two red and blue mist, and returned to the red and blue swords.

"Boy, I, Song Mingyang, have written down this enemy today. If you dare to tell me your name, the Duanmu family will come to your Demonic Shadow Palace to seek justice!"

Su Twelve was in the air. Hearing this, he snorted coldly, "Demon Shadow Palace, Li Canghai!"

"It's okay to tell you the name, but it's absolutely impossible for you to leave today."

Su Twelve looked indifferent, with murderous intent in his eyes.

He didn't just say the name Li Canghai casually.

Back then, Zhu Hanwei had received an identity token as a disciple of the Shadow Palace, and the name engraved on the token was none other than Li Canghai.

Now he has the alien breathing method in the Demonic Fantasy Skill, coupled with the Qianhuan Mask, which allows him to easily change his appearance. .??.

Now that it has been determined that the Demonic Shadow Palace is in this territory.

Then, when traveling in the world of immortality in the future, you can also use the name and identity of the monk from Demon Shadow Palace to find out more information about Demon Shadow Palace.

As for Song Mingyang in front of him.

He actually turned the souls of Feng Wuren and his wife into resentful spirits, sealed them into a sword, and used their resentment to forge the sword.

Such a method is truly cruel and evil!

Not only did he do such a cruel thing, but he dared to hurt Feng Fei, this person must not be allowed to stay!

"Li Canghai, right? Your cultivation is indeed not bad, but if I want to leave, you can't stop me!"

Song Mingyang gritted his teeth, his eyes full of hatred, and his words full of confidence.

Silently writing down the name Su Twelve said, he turned into a flying rainbow and soared into the sky.

Staring at the flying rainbow that appeared in his sight, Su Twelve stepped on his wind-riding boots, leaving a series of afterimages in the air. He was like a phantom and as fast as lightning, and he quickly chased after it.

From the moment he took action, he was murderous and could not give this guy a chance to survive.

In the blink of an eye, Su Twelve blocked Feihong's path.

With the wind and waves under his feet, Su Twelve's figure was suspended in the air, and he raised his hand to punch.

"Tian Lei Yin!"

With a loud shout, the moment Su Twelve punched out, another red lightning bolt struck his head from the sky and landed directly on Feihong.

For a moment, fire burst into the air.

Sparks filled the sky, extremely bright, the rainbow light dispersed, and Song Mingyang's figure appeared.

At this time, he was holding two swords in his hands, lying across his chest.

There was still a weak current flowing on the two swords, making his hands tremble and his mouth hurt.

With Su Twelve's current level of cultivation, using the Heavenly Thunder technique to deal with Song Mingyang, who was practicing evil arts, the power was extremely powerful.

If it weren't for Qianxie's double swords, this move would have been enough to severely injure Song Yinyang.

And this brief confrontation also made Song Mingyang realize that the opponent's strength was much stronger than he imagined, and it was by no means the strength that ordinary people in the late stage of foundation building should have.

"Damn it! The two resentful souls, go!!!"

Song Mingyang's expression changed again, he made a decisive decision and bit the tip of his tongue.

Then, he opened his mouth and spat out, and a handful of blood mist sprayed on Qianxie's swords.

The two swords immediately exuded a violent aura as they absorbed the blood mist.

In the breath, two resentments soared into the sky.

Immediately, Feng Wuren and Luo Ying reappeared.

At this time, the eyes of the two people still had no emotion at all.

As soon as he appeared, he went straight to Su Twelve with deep resentment and strong murderous intent.

The power of thunder and lightning around Su Twelve danced spontaneously, heading straight towards the two resentful spirits.

The power of thunder is the nemesis of evil spirits and ghosts.

However, the two of them were struck by lightning, but their figures did not stop at all, as if they perished together, fighting desperately.

At the same time, taking advantage of the two resentful spirits Feng Wuren and Luo Ying to hold him back for twelve years, Song Mingyang urged his true energy sword to rise into the air.

But the idea was to sacrifice the two resentful spirits in order to escape.