Han Feng used all his divine power to slash out the dagger and killed all those who escaped.

The power of psychic weapons can be regarded as Han Feng's trump card at this moment.

All the Tianfu sect monks were killed by Han Feng, and their blood was quickly absorbed by the altar.

A large amount of blood was added, and the altar bloomed with a circle of bloody light.

On the altar, the blood-colored runes were twisting, like small snakes, swimming, which was extremely strange.

Han Feng studied it and couldn't figure it out, so he lost interest.

It seems that this method is not quite right anyway.

And this Tianfu Sect, with its inheritance, should not have such a method. A small sect, how about such a mysterious method!

As the blood was absorbed, the altar glowed brightly. The next moment, a dazzling blood light shot out from the altar, like a river of blood, with strange runes densely covered in it, hitting the main hall door.

The light of blood-colored runes shines on the door, as if there is a corrosive force that is constantly eroding the restrictions on the door!

Soon, the restrictions on the gate were quickly disintegrated by the corrosive force.

Han Feng could see that even a Taoist palace monk could not open the restriction on the main palace door.

But at this moment, it was disintegrated by the power of an altar. This method is really weird.

"Creak!"

When the restrictions on the gate were broken, the gate slowly opened a gap.

Han Feng cautiously stepped forward and pushed towards the door.

Without much effort, the door was pushed open by Han Feng.

Han Feng looked around and walked in.

In the main hall, suddenly a light came on.

The lamps on the stone pillars in the main hall turned on independently, illuminating the entire main hall.

In the center of the hall, on a bunk, sat a figure.

Han Feng did not feel the breath of life from that figure, but felt the strong breath of chaotic law.

That kind of breath, like the whisper of the devil, constantly tempted his nerves and wanted him to walk into the devil's path.

"Is this the source of the aura of chaos and seduction?!"

Looking at the figure sitting cross-legged, Han Feng murmured.

Carrying the Bodhi Seed, Han Feng Lingtai Qingming is completely unaffected by this power.

When I walked over, I saw a pile of white bones under the robe. The bones were as shiny as jade, and the inner passages were densely covered with lines, exuding a pressure.

"This is……"

Han Feng became a little surprised and uncertain. Although this kind of pressure was not independent, it was very weak!

But Han Feng felt that the pressure came from his soul.

In front of the bones, there is a knife lying horizontally. The blade is spotless, green as jade, and the beauty is restrained, but it makes people feel extraordinary.

Han Feng stepped forward and picked up the long knife. In an instant, a force rushed into Han Feng's mind.

He felt like the world was spinning, as if a revolving door was playing in his mind.

The scene is still in this hall, where a middle-aged man is sitting on the bunk, working hard to break through to the holy realm.

When a man burns his heart and soul and uses all his strength to break through to the realm of a saint, his inner demon suddenly arises, and at that moment he becomes possessed, and finally dies.

At that moment of holy death, the possessed aura instantly enveloped the entire sect, and the strange power made everyone in the sect become possessed.

Either they died of cannibalism, or they died of obsession.

A force that had a chance to become a holy land was destroyed quietly.

When Han Feng woke up from that scene and looked at the knife in his hand, he knew that this was what happened at the moment the knife remembered it.

"Bi Luo Tian Dao!!"

This is the name of this sword. This sword is the divine weapon of the king.

If its owner does not die and survives the tribulation of becoming a saint, this sword can transform into a holy weapon.

Han Feng waved the long knife, and the blade glowed with green light and made a sound of breaking through the air.

Han Feng happily put this blue sky sword into the sea of ​​suffering to cultivate it!

When the Biluotian Dao entered the sea of ​​suffering, the cyan dagger and purple jade finger that originally occupied the top of the life spring were instantly squeezed to the edge of the life spring.

The Biluotian Sword thus occupies the center position of the Life Spring, absorbing the divine essence gushing from the Life Spring to nourish the blade.

Being able to harvest a king's magic weapon was something Han Feng never expected.

Han Feng then searched the hall again, but found nothing. Then he took out a jade bottle and put the bones on the ground into the bottle.

Although these bones are not truly saint bones, they are not much different.

If used to refine weapons, it has the potential to become a holy weapon.

After putting away the bones, Han Feng left.

When the bones were put away by Han Feng, the chaotic and demonic power completely dissipated.

The elders of the three sects outside the ruins immediately discovered the change.

"What happened? Why did this power disappear?"

"Strange, this power is completely gone."

"Let's go in and take a look!"

The supreme elder of Tianfu Sect said, feeling a little secretly happy in his heart.

At the same time, he secretly sent a message outside the cave.

A group of elders from the Tianfu sect were waiting outside the cave. The leader was overjoyed after receiving the message.

"Success, go in!" the leader of the Tianfu Sect said loudly.

A dozen people quickly entered the cave and headed towards the ruins at high speed.

After Han Feng discovered that the power disappeared, he secretly thought that the Tianfu Sect had planned this king's magic weapon, and he must have thought it was successful at this moment.

When the time comes, the top leaders of Tianfu Sect will definitely enter the ruins.

Han Feng walked away quickly to avoid meeting the senior officials of the Tianfu Sect.

You must know that although this Tianfu sect is a small sect, there are still monks in the Taoist palace realm.

With his current strength, he has no chance of winning against a monk at the Dao Palace level without using the Blue Sky Sword.

He has obtained the magic weapon in this ruins, Qingwei Cave Heaven, and it is impossible to go back.

Han Feng quickly ran away at this moment and headed outside the ruins.

…

"Elder Taishang, Elder Taishang, something happened, something big happened!" A monk from Tianfu sent staggeringly over, covered in blood.

At the same time, the monks of the Qingwei Sect were also quickly walking out of the ruins.

"Tai Shang Elder, the Tianfu Sect and Ziyun Dongtian have joined forces to massacre our Qingwei Dongtian monks. This is dangerous!" The people from Qingwei Dongtian also arrived at this moment.

Old Taoist Qingxu, Ziyangtian, and the old man in black robes all changed their colors at this moment.

The black-robed Supreme Elder of the Tianfu Sect secretly thought that it was not good. Could it be that the matter did not succeed and was exposed?

Old Taoist Qingxu's heart skipped a beat. Are the Tianfu Sect and Ziyun Dongtian joining forces to attack Qingwei Dongtian?

Ziyang Tianze was confused. Ziyun Dongtian and Tianfu Sect had joined forces to massacre the Qingwei Dongtian monks. Why didn't he know?

The three of them had different expressions and quickly separated, guarding against each other.

The old black-robed Taoist from the Tianfu Sect asked with a sullen face, "What happened?"

"The Great Master Qingweidong Tianji killed Elder Duan Taishang and a group of disciples. I escaped as fast as I could with my life, but everyone else was dead!" The Tianfu Sect monk explained miserably.

"What??"

Qingxu and three others exclaimed in unison, what did they hear?

Can't believe it!

Ji Dade massacred the Tianfu sect monks?

Can that cheap little monk kill the monk on the other side of the Divine Bridge?
Chapter completed!