That powerful clan has extraordinary talent.

To reach the pinnacle, it is extremely difficult. Even in the realm of the gods, I don’t know how many creatures are stuck in the previous realm and cannot break through in my life!

Compared to reaching the pinnacle, it is much easier to enter the fourth level of the God King.

At this time, Qinghai said again: "That Dali tribe is rumored to be a more reasonable race. Generally, as long as they don't provoke them, they will not provoke other creatures on their own initiative."

"Hey! There is movement ahead!" At this time, Qinghai suddenly saw the sound of riots coming in front of him, his face immediately moved and he shouted.

Shi Feng's eyes also looked at that place at this time, and his face suddenly moved, saying, "It's them!"

After saying these three words, his eyes were already staring at the red figures in front of him.

It was the eight people carrying coffins in Tianyin Mountain!

"The Bayin Boy in the Sky Mountain!" At this time, the ancient face next to Qinghai had become extremely solemn, and he spoke in a deep voice.

"Yeah!" After hearing what he said, Qinghai's face was almost the same as him, and he nodded secretly.

Then, he said, "It seems that someone has offended them, so we should not go over there, so as not to harm the fish."

"Yes." Gu Lao nodded and responded.

The eight peaks were reached, and the Yin Li in the coffin was still the giant Tianyin Mountain. They naturally didn't want to be involved in these things.

The distance you want to hide as far as you are.

As they said this, the two of them flew away from their original direction.

Shi Feng also moved his body, but his eyes were still looking at the direction of the riot.

Extreme Yin power rushed out of the eight people, "Wow wow wow wow!" In a faint manner, waves of ghost howls kept echoing.

The ghosts were flying wildly. Shi Feng saw an old man with extraordinary cultivation, who was trapped in the ghosts at this moment, with an angry look on his face.

He shouted loudly: "You are in a cloudy mountain, it's really unreasonable! I said, I didn't mean to bump into you on purpose!"

"It has hit my son, an old man, and today's soul must be enjoyed by my son."

A man in red carrying a coffin flying in front of him spoke, his voice sharply and endlessly cold.

As his words rang, the old man Zhou Shen, the yin power of the old man, suddenly became even more fierce.

"Ah!" A scream of incredible pain roared from the old man's mouth.

The old man's body shook suddenly, and then he was no longer moving.

With the combined efforts of the eight great masters, a generation of powerful people who have reached the pinnacle level of cultivation fell!

"Hiss! The Bayin Boy from Tianyin Mountain just destroyed that one?"

Shi Feng and the other two flew past a warrior who was floating in the air. At this time, the warrior who just heard happened to take a deep breath and said.

"That one is Tianyuan Wuji, the Supreme Elder of Yuangan Sect? A generation of powerful people who have reached the pinnacle of the extreme realm actually fell like this!

At this moment, Tianyuan Wuji is indeed completely breathless!”

"Who are those people? Even this one is killed just by saying that!"

"They are the eight-yin boys from Tianyin Mountain!"

"What! Tianyin Mountain! No wonder! Even the Supreme Elder of Tianyuan Wuji, who says he can kill him!"

...

The sounds of voices kept ringing in the mouths of the people who were in this space.

"They should have passed away when they carry this coffin, so they will be so angry."

"Shh! You are looking for death! You say such disrespectful words, why are you dead! The one lying in this coffin is Yin Li, the descendant of Tianyin Mountain!

That young master just likes to lie in the coffin."

As soon as the man finished speaking, he suddenly heard the same half beside him screaming in surprise, "Ah!"

He quickly turned his head and saw the one with extreme fear on his face, while his body was motionless and... dead.

Not only will the body be killed, but even the soul is destroyed!

The Eight Yin Boy, killing him is just invisible!

"Ah!" Looking at the good brother who had lived and died together, he sighed deeply with helplessness in his heart.

In order to survive, he could only watch his good brother's body fall down without daring to pick it up.

...

The eight-yin boy carrying the coffin has become the most eye-catching existence in this starry sky, and no one dares to get close to the eight of them.

Even foreign races avoid them far away.

After the death of the Supreme Elder of the Yuangan Sect, Tian Yuan Wuji, his soul had already collected a tremendous amount of Yin power and flew towards the mahogany coffin.

In an instant, it entered the coffin, "Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Immediately afterwards, Shi Feng heard the sound of shrill and tragic ghost howls in that place. He frowned and said:

"I'm really eating the soul."

Seeing that Shi Feng's attention was still there, Qinghai immediately spoke again and said to Shi Feng: "Okay, Brother Netherworld, stop looking at it, so as not to be targeted by the eight-tongue boy.
Chapter completed!