In the central area, somewhere in the remote area, the deep Gobi Desert.

Looking around, there is a vast desolate scene, two black-clothed figures flew past the sky and swept into a basin.

The two stopped in front of a short mountain, and one stretched out his green onion jade fingers and pinched his fingers into the air in front of him, and a circle of ripples spread out.

There was a large formation arranged in the desolate basin. After opening the formation gate, the two of them stepped into the formation.

Compared to the desolation outside, there is another scene in the formation. Spiritual grass and spiritual woods are everywhere, and many spiritual monsters are walking through it, responsible for taking care of the spiritual medicine.

In the scene that looks like a fairyland on earth, the fragrance of flowers and medicine drifts in the sky, filled with a strong smell of blood.

As the two of them went deeper, the smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and more figures appeared. Without exception, the monks who came and went to and from all were all transformed into gods or above.

"Senior Sister Yan and Senior Sister Zhang are back, is the mission going well?" A delicate young man passed by, looked at the masks covered by the two of them and asked with a smile.

The man in black walking in front took off his mask and showed a pretty and lovely face. The young man said that Senior Sister Yan was named Yan Qiuxue.

Yan Qiuxue, who was so mean in the past, has become peaceful after years of hardship, but has a sharp and attractive appearance, making people afraid to offend lightly.

"Thank you for your concern, Junior Brother Nie, the task was completed without any danger." Yan Qiuxue said with a faint smile.

The beauty smiled, and many disciples nearby stopped at it and couldn't help but look at the two of them a few more times.

Seeing that the other person was silent, the delicate young man pretended to be sad and said, "Senior Sister Zhang is still as unkind as ever."

Yan Qiuxue glanced at Zhang Mei behind her and smiled without saying a word. The two were not harmonious at first, after all, she disliked Zhang Mei's owner and had a grudge against killing dogs.

But they were both forcibly teleported, and they appreciated each other. After several years, the distance gradually narrowed and they often took on sect tasks together.

The man who came with him also had a daughter, Xu Qiuhan, whose talent was more than the two of them. Unfortunately, he was cold and arrogant and unyielding. He offended an elder and fell in a planned mission.

"My junior brother still has a task, so take a step first." The delicate young man's eyes wandered and he moved away from Zhang Mei with some reluctance.

Yan Qiuxue nodded and smiled. When the delicate boy walked away, she turned around and smiled at Zhang Mei: "Nie Jun's cultivation has improved a lot. You have to be careful, he has coveted you for a long time."

"He can come if he wants to die." The cold voice of Meinu came from under the mask, and the wide black clothes could not cover up Meinu's convex figure.

Yan Qiuxue pretended to behave and sighed: "This is true for Nie Jun, and so is Elder Sikong's grandson. Why is no one coveting me?"

The mannu snorted coldly and moved away. There were many palaces in front of him and pavilions, but there were not many monks, and they all seemed empty.

In the eyes of outsiders, there are 100,000 killers, and they are widely distributed. In fact, they are mostly divided into the Blood Prison Palace, such as Blood Prison Island and Blood Sea Gate.

Only by breaking through the Transformation God before the age of 100 and completing the first-class mission of the Earth level can one be qualified to enter the Blood Prison Palace. Therefore, the number of monks in the palace is less than a thousand, and all of them are of great talent.

"Two senior sisters, Elder Sikong is invited." The person who came was a cold-faced woman.

Yan Qiuxue smiled and said that Elder Sikong's grandson was coming soon. Could it be that she was going to be a matchmaker?

In a temple, when the two women arrived, Elder Sikong sat upright with a very gloomy face.

Before the two women could speak up, Elder Sikong waved his hand casually and said lightly: "No need to treat you, let's ask you something."

"Budu was teleported with you and others. Do you know the details of this child?"

The two girls were stunned when they heard this, and they were all alone. The bald man and they were not the same as each other, but the famous lone heroes in the palace. They always stayed alone when they went out for missions.

"Dare you ask what happened?" Yan Qiuxue asked tentatively.

The palace was suddenly shrouded in Hexu's aura, and there was no movement. All the elders in the Blood Prison Palace had reached the Hexu realm.

Elder Sikong said coldly: "This son is brave enough to enter the Tao and slaughtered all ten Blood Prison Islands. Nearly 10,000 killers survived. Now his cultivation level has been upgraded to the realm of refining Void."

"What?" Yan Qiuxue's eyes widened and she immediately exclaimed.

She and Zhang Mei have just broken through to the transformation of God. They are already practicing hard and are nowhere to be possible in the middle stage of transformation of God.

On the other hand, Buduo's bald man suddenly became a cultivator of refining the void, defected and regained his freedom.

The momentum of Hexu suddenly increased, which made Yan Qiuxue bent her knees and fell to the ground. Yan Qiuxue's pretty face turned pale and said in panic: "I know my guilt, and I shouldn't be shouting here. But I don't know the truth about it."

Elder Sikong turned his gaze to Meinu. Meinu knelt on one knee and took off his face. After a few years, his charming and enchanting cheeks are now cold.

"Disciple knows some of his background, and has heard from the master."

"Don't mention your master, come quickly." Elder Sikong's face became increasingly ugly.

He knew that his grandson had taken a fancy to Zhang Mei and he had taken action many times, but no matter how powerful his Hexu's cultivation was, he could never move the slave seal in Mei Nu's body.

The man nodded and said, "What he practiced without ferry is a Buddhist ban. He does not respect Amitabha Buddha, but only respects evil Buddhas. In the past, he had a nickname in the Northern Wilderness Region, called the evil Buddha of Killing Life."

"What a killing evil Buddha." Elder Sikong sneered, his eyes were filled with cold light. For a moment, the pressure in the hall was as powerful as a prison, making the two women breathless.

The Blood Prison Palace has established a sect for thousands of years, but this is the first time I have seen such a rampant traitor. There are not many outsiders who kill themselves, and they will kill tens of thousands of people at one time.

Although the disciples in the sect also fought against each other and many went out to do the task, the elders had never seen such a crazy person. Among the tens of thousands of disciples, ninety percent of them were slaughtered by him without any grudges or grudges.

It was simply incomprehensible. This incident shocked the elders of the sect, even the palace master who had not been away for a long time, was alarmed.

"The palace has issued a mission, and it will not be included in the third-level mission of the Heavenly Level. All disciples can take over the mission and go to assassinate this son."

Elder Sikong finished speaking and snorted coldly, "When talking about Budu, there has been an additional Tian-level third-level mission recently. It was released by the elder Yanyuzhai who came to the door himself, and he did not hesitate to take out nine fifth-grade spiritual medicines. I think it's so annoying."

The Meinu remained silent, and Yan Qiuxue said curiously: "A few days ago, I heard that a five-level body refiner named Qi Tu, and he is also a killing star. I wonder who the elder is talking about?"

Elder Sikong shook his head. Speaking of Zhongsheng Realm, there were really chaos, and there were more and more madmen. What he said was not the five realms of massacre, but someone else.

"This person's martial arts are strange. He has never taken action. He has controlled thousands of disciples from Yanyuzhai to kill each other. This son's cruelty and Budu are all the same."

(End of this chapter)

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