Chapter 296 Wu Chan's Death (End)

"Jiang Nan, since you understand, then go to hell and be a ghost who understands."

Wu Chan's face showed a fierce look, and the Soul-Capturing Bell directly emitted a strange red light, smashing towards Jiang Nan and other foundation-building cultivators.

When they flew halfway, a strange bell sounded, and Jiang Nan and several cultivators next to Wen Xingyao immediately spit out blood and staggered.

"Today, all the strong men of your Taiyan Peak fell into the trap and left, and this protective formation will be broken. If anyone is willing to donate soul blood and join our four sects of the Demonic Path, his life can be spared."

Wu Chan's feminine voice sounded, and she also deliberately glanced at Qing'er, causing an uproar among the cultivators of the Corpse-Slaughtering Demon Alliance.

Now they only have one cultivator of the early Jindan stage whose origin is unknown.

But the Demonic Path and the Ancient Corpse Sect have three Jindan cultivators, including one in the late Jindan stage.

With such a huge difference in strength, if there is no accident, the Corpse-Slaughtering Demon Alliance will definitely not be able to match it.

"Don't listen to the instigation of this Wu Mo. Even if we give up our souls and blood, he will kill us."

The handsome bald monk Yuan Ruo actually ran out of the formation again and shouted to the cultivators:

"Think about it, how many cultivators of the Demonic Path and the Ancient Corpse Sect have we killed, and how many cultivators of our Corpse-Slaughtering Demon Alliance have they killed? Even if we give up our souls and blood, can they easily wipe out this hatred?"

"Yes. Master Yuan Ruo is right. Don't be deceived."

"The words of the people of the Demonic Path are absolutely unreliable."

"Yes, the Demonic Path cultivators never keep their word, so don't believe them easily."

Soon, the cultivators of the Corpse-Slaughtering Demon Alliance reached a consensus.

No one was willing to hand over their souls and blood.

"Okay, okay, since you all choose to die quickly, I, Wu, will fulfill your wish."

Wu Chan controlled the 'Soul-Capturing Bell' to make a strange and harsh sound again.

The sound of bells in the sky fell into the ears of all the cultivators. They felt their blood boiling, their eyes went dark, and the world was spinning, as if it was the end of the world.

"Miss Qing'er, be careful."

Yuan Ruo suddenly flew out and blocked Qing'er, chanting the mantra non-stop, with golden characters lingering around, protecting Qing'er.

"Hahaha, all of you go to hell."

Wu Chan looked like a madman.

Seeing that the cultivators of the Corpse-Slaughtering Demon Alliance were about to die on the spot, the whole sky suddenly darkened without any sign.

Almost all the cultivators were shrouded in the sudden darkness.

Yang Che's figure had long disappeared between the bald old man Chao Wu Ji and the old woman surnamed Leng, and he came to Wu Chan strangely.

He was strolling in the garden, and after performing the dark domain, the sound of Wu Chan's soul-catching bell was completely eliminated.

Almost all the cultivators here were also shrouded in the dark domain.

Without further ado, a dozen large stone swords suddenly flew out of Yang Che's body, slashing directly at the disciples of the Ancient Corpse Sect, the Ancient Blood Corpses, and the group of demon cultivators. Wherever they passed, heads fell to the ground and blood flew.

In less than ten breaths.

Except for Wu Chan, the bald old man Chao Wuji, and the old woman surnamed Leng, all the demon cultivators, disciples of the Ancient Corpse Sect, and the Ancient Blood Corpses were killed.

At the same time, Yang Che waved his hand and put all the corpses and storage bags into the magic stone space.

This terrifying and horrifying scene made all the cultivators hold their breath.

"Who are you?"

Wu Chan's voice finally changed, and his previous calmness and confidence disappeared in an instant.

He had a vague illusion that he had returned to the fear he felt when facing Yang Che in the battlefield of the boundary.

"Who am I? You really can't remember?"

Yang Che asked jokingly.

Wu Chan was startled, and a very bad feeling of horror suddenly rose in his heart.

He quickly took out an extremely precious array talisman and wanted to escape immediately.

Yang Che had long been prepared for him to have a means of escape.

The moment he saw the array talisman, he took out the Qianyuan Thorn and stabbed it directly on Wu Chan's array talisman.

The array talisman failed.

Wu Chan's expression froze.

Yang Che smiled strangely, and a green gourd appeared in the air.

A dozen sky thunder beads sprayed out, surrounded Wu Chan, and then exploded.

Then, Wu Chan suddenly widened his eyes and saw that from the dust and smoke of the explosion, several flying needles shot out and pierced directly into his forehead.

"Is it you?"

Wu Chan was shocked.

His heart seemed to jump out of his chest at this moment.

His pupils contracted to the extreme, as if he had seen the most impossible and weird thing in the world.

"No, impossible, impossible!"

As Wu Chan shouted wildly in his heart, the flying needle also pierced through his forehead with a puff.

Wu Chan's consciousness gradually blurred, and then with a bang, he fell to the ground and died.

His eyes were still wide open, revealing extreme reluctance and shock, and he died with his eyes wide open.

At the moment when his consciousness completely dissipated, he regretted to the extreme.

If time could go back, he would never provoke Yang Che!

Unfortunately, everything was too late.

Wu Chan's death was extremely aggrieved, reluctance, shock and regret.

Yang Che put his storage bag and body into the magic stone space and handed them over to Gu Xue Shi Mie for processing. Then, without any hesitation, he directly controlled more than a dozen stone swords and slammed off the heads of Chao Wu Ji and Leng, who had become extremely slow in the dark domain.

Crush, naked crush!

Yang Che sucked the stone sword into his lower dantian, and put the storage bags and bodies of the two into the magic stone space.

Looking at the happy and surprised expressions on the faces of the cultivators, he said lightly: "This time, we won."

Just a few words, but many cultivators had mixed feelings, and even their eyes were red.

Although they didn't know how Yang Che appeared here.

But they saw with their own eyes that Yang Che killed all the demon cultivators, disciples of the Ancient Corpse Sect, and the Ancient Blood Corpse.

All the cultivators retreated into the formation.

At this time, Yang Che walked in front of the two Qingjian Sect disciples and said lightly: "Two Daoists, please stay."

The two Qingjian Sect disciples, one male and one female, were both wearing the official uniforms of the Qingjian Sect's Nine Peaks disciples.

The male cultivator looked middle-aged, with a thin figure and a cultivation level of the middle stage of the foundation building.

The female cultivator was quite young, with a chubby face like a pebble, a plump figure, and also a cultivation level of the middle stage of the foundation building.

Looking at the appearance of the two, they were actually somewhat similar.

When they heard Yang Che ask them to stay, they both looked puzzled and quickly bowed their hands to greet.

The middle-aged male cultivator bowed in fear and said, "Junior Feng Yi, this is my sister Feng Qing, do you have any instructions?"

Yang Che stretched out his hand to throw a soundproof cover and whispered:

"You two don't have to be so polite. I just want to ask where the elder Zhang, the leader of the Qingjian Sect's Jian Sifeng, is now? Is he in Taiyan Peak?"

When the two heard that he was asking about their Qingjian Sect's Jian Sifeng Zhang Laozu, they couldn't help but be even more confused.

However, despite the confusion, Feng Yi hurriedly said respectfully:

"Reply to the elder, the fourth peak Zhang Laozu is not in Taiyan Peak. I heard that he is now somewhere in the Xuanwu Realm. But I don't know where exactly."

"I see."

Yang Che was not surprised to learn that the old man was not in Taiyan Peak.

After all, it was the old man's idea to move the Qingjian Sect to the Xuanwu Realm to find a remote place to rebuild the sect.

Since he is not in Taiyan Peak, he is probably in that bitter and cold place.

After thinking about it, Yang Che decided to go to Xuanwu Realm immediately.

Just then, suddenly, ‘Ding…Ding…Ding…’

A heavy and rapid loud ‘bell sound’ came from Taiyan Peak in the distance.

It rang nine times before stopping.

“Brother, senior, it’s the ‘Taihun Bell’ of Taiyan Temple. It rang nine times, which means that our Tushi Mie Mo League has encountered a life-and-death crisis, and now we are summoning all the cultivators to gather at Taiyan Peak.”

The slightly plump Feng Qing said with a change of expression.