Chapter 869
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Perhaps it was because of the sunlight, the Hundred Sect Battlefield during the day was not as gloomy and cold as the night, nor was it filled with demonic aura.
Long Bufan, Hei Yan, Jiang Yu, and Mo Yun flew out of the Guardian City and flew towards the distance. Relying on the fluctuation of the runes on the jade tablet, they sensed the location of the demonic corpse.
"Everyone, be careful. At the foot of the mountain in front, there is the aura of the demonic corpse, and there are quite a few of them." Long Bufan sensed the fluctuation of the jade tablet, and his gaze quickly locked onto a mountain peak that was a few hundred feet tall. His voice also faintly sounded out.
Hei Yan and the rest also sensed it, and calmly nodded their heads. After fighting with the demonic corpse many times, their mentality was no longer as tense as before.
Due to the fact that this sealed space was contaminated by demonic aura all year round, all the vegetation here, whether it was leaves, tree trunks, or soil, were either dark green or pitch-black in color. Furthermore, they faintly emitted a cold and strange aura.
Long Bufan and the rest looked at the mountain peak not far away. The entire mountain peak was as black as ink, like a black iron tower, shocking their vision.
"The demonic corpse is hidden nearby!" When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, Long Bufan suddenly slowed down his flying speed and released his powerful spiritual sense. At the same time, he used a secret sound transmission to remind Hei Yan and the other two.
After receiving Long Bufan's sound transmission, Hei Yan and the rest secretly circulated their True Essence and vigilantly looked around. Very quickly, they sensed a large amount of demonic aura fluctuations rapidly approaching from the north side of the mountain.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
Suddenly, accompanied by roars that rose and fell one after another, a large number of sharp sounds of wind breaking suddenly rang out.
In the blink of an eye, Long Bufan and the rest saw over a hundred black figures carrying terrifying demonic aura, rushing towards Long Bufan and the rest.
These figures in front of them were even stronger than human corpses. All of them had bone wings on their backs. Their entire bodies were filled with a wild and violent bloodthirsty baleful aura. While they flew over, the air waves that were contained within them swept over, causing the pores on the skin of Long Bufan's group to feel as though they had shrunk.
These demonic corpses were clearly the corpses of the Yimo race!
However, there were over a hundred demonic corpses in front of them. For Long Bufan and the rest of the four-man team, although the number of demonic corpses was a little high, what made Long Bufan and the rest heave a sigh of relief was that the strength of these demonic corpses were all at the middle and low level. there were no high level demonic corpses that were above the fifth level of the Divine Sea.
"Why would so many demonic corpses suddenly appear? Didn't the sky just brighten?" Mo Yun said in a droning voice. Facing so many demonic corpses made him feel a little helpless. He still preferred to kill some scattered demonic corpses. That kind of long and slow battle would not be too tiring.
"Who cares, the more the merrier!" Hei Yan was different. He grinned excitedly, his bright eyes blooming with a fanatical fighting spirit.
Previously, when they met those demonic corpses along the way, the four of them could only kill one or two demonic corpses, which made him feel very unhappy. Now that they met so many demonic corpses all of a sudden, it made his eyes burn with fighting spirit.
"Chi!"
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