In the crack of the Sealing Demon Abyss, the pitch-black demonic aura was swirling, like a black ocean, bottomless. With the surge of pitch-black energy, an extremely cold aura rushed to his face, and that feeling, like the power of the netherworld from the Nine Hells Mansion, made Ning Chuan frown.

Immediately after, the wisps of pitch-black energy, as if it had life, squirmed towards Ning Chuan, as if turning into a huge grimace, wanting to engulf Ning Chuan.

Seeing this scene, Ning Chuan's brows furrowed even deeper, and he could feel that the cultivation of the Great Perfection in the Void Realm in his body, in this kind of pitch-black demonic qi, was actually obviously suppressed, and in just a few breaths, he was suppressed in the Void Realm Small Perfection.

And as it continues to decline, the feeling of suppression is getting stronger and stronger.

"Little Brother Fengning, there is something strange here!" Feeling the changes in his body, Ying Xuan's face was also solemn, and he reminded loudly.

Ning Chuan nodded slightly, concentrating on vigilance, carefully controlling his body, and slowly descending towards the bottom of the abyss.

The light is getting darker and darker, and the range visible to the naked eye has been reduced from dozens of zhang at the beginning to five or six zhang now, if it weren't for the strong light that the Thunder Saint Cave Mansion constantly emitted and illuminated the big crack of the dark Sealing Demon Abyss, I am afraid that the two of them would be lost here.

Whew—

The two figures landed quickly, tearing a deep furrow in the pitch-black demonic aura, causing a slight popping sound in the air. But other than that, the entire crack of the Demon Abyss is a dead silence, and you can hear your own heartbeat and your own tinnitus quietly.

It's so quiet here, it's a little weird!

Ning Chuan's expression was slightly solemn, the more quiet this place was, the more it gave him a sense of danger, and he must not be careless.

Ying Xuan followed closely behind Ning Chuan, his body almost close to Ning Chuan.

But despite this, he still doesn't feel safe.

The surrounding demonic energy surged, the form changed impermanently, sometimes turning into a hideous beast, sometimes turning into clouds and mist, but it was also a dead silence, which made people feel terrified in their hearts and couldn't help but feel creepy.

Ying Xuan swallowed his saliva, his palms sweating with nervousness, and he felt that there was always a pair of eyes behind him, staring at him.

He didn't dare to turn back, so he could only bite the bullet and follow behind Ning Chuan.

Hmmm-

Suddenly, a figure shot out, and Ying Xuan's heart beat wildly, and he almost screamed.

At this time, Ning Chuan's pupils also shrank, staring at the front.

A dead corpse, quietly floating in the black demonic aura, with blood still hanging from the corners of its mouth, obviously just died.

And on his face, that mysterious smile, but with a chilling weirdness and fear.

He ...... What happened to him, and he actually died with a smile?" Ying Xuan whispered, his teeth chattering, obviously frightened.

Ning Chuan also took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the suspicion in his heart, and then looked at the dead body for a moment, and found that there was nothing particularly noteworthy, that is, the bottom of the Demon Abyss was swept away again.

Hmmm-

After a stick of incense, there was another dead body, smiling, with blood on the corners of its mouth, indescribably strange and terrifying.

Immediately after that, it was out of control!

In just half an hour, Ning Chuan encountered hundreds of such corpses, and every corpse had a smile on his face, smiling ten points happily.

"Little brother Fengning, why don't you ...... Let's go back the way we come!" "Ying Xuan is a little afraid, this place is ominous, and if you are not careful, you may fall, sleep here, and turn into a dry corpse. He is a fifth-level pill pharmacist, even if he can't get the Thunder Saint inheritance, it is enough to be in the White Bone City, and there is no need to risk it here.

"If you're afraid, you can go back the way you came, I'll go down and take a look!" Ning Chuan had no intention of leaving, the revenge of the Wind Gang had not yet been avenged, how could he leave just now.

Moreover, since the birth of the Thunder Saint Cave Mansion, the call felt by the imperial bones has become more and more intense, obviously this is a big opportunity, and Ning Chuan does not want to miss it.

"That'...... Okay!" Eagle Xuan swallowed, he could only dispel the idea of returning the same way, he didn't have the courage to go back alone, in case he encountered an unknown danger, he was not sure to face it.

Thinking of this, Ying Xuan decided to grit his teeth and continue to follow Ning Chuan, descending towards the outstretch.

Suddenly, Ying Xuan felt an extra palm on his shoulder.

When he turned his head, Yingxuan's face turned green.

It was a withered palm, skinny and bone-covered, reeking of death and decay. And the owner of this palm is smiling at the moment, the corners of his mouth are bleeding, and his appearance is indescribably terrifying.

"Ahh

Ning Chuan turned his head suddenly, his heart was beating violently a few times, a dead corpse alive!

It's the first time I've encountered it along the way!

"Ahh

Ning Chuan smiled bitterly and shook his head, I really don't know how the old guy cultivated, so timid. With a shock of his arms, the red dragon scales instantly crawled all over his arms, and then he was about to blast at the strange corpse.

But at this time, the dead body opened his mouth and said, "Be careful...... Three Families......"

With that, he collapsed with a bang, smiling, and there was no movement.

"This ...... This guy is not dead?" Ying Xuan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, only to feel that his voice was extremely hoarse, as if he had scratched his fingernails on an iron piece.

"Now dead!" Ning Chuan's brows tightened, and he was even more shocked in his heart, what did this person mean when he said that he should be careful of the three major families before he died?

Don't...... The strange corpses encountered along the way are all the handicrafts of the three major families?

Even if it's not, I'm afraid the three major families can't get out of the relationship!

As soon as he thought of this, Ning Chuan's heart suddenly swelled with cold killing intent, these three major families were really cruel! What they did like this was probably even worse than the demonic cultivators!

"Very good! The three major families, now there is another reason to destroy you!" Ning Chuan sneered, vowing to wipe out the three major families in the depths of this sealed demon abyss, so that their souls would be tortured by demonic qi and never be reborn.

On the next journey, Ning Chuan didn't see that kind of weird corpse again, but what followed was an even more bizarre situation.

Unconsciously, Ning Chuan and Ying Xuan had been plundering for several hours, and along the way, there were no cultivators, as if no cultivators had come here. Even below, there was no movement.

If it weren't for the fact that there was still a flickering light deeper below, Ning Chuan would have wondered if this was an illusion.

"Where have all the people gone?"

With such curiosity, Ning Chuan became more cautious, and then continued to sweep downward.

Dead silence, black fog, the light of the Thunder Saint Cave Mansion flashed and flickered......

It seems like there's nothing else here......

I don't know how long it took, when Ning Chuan's feet stepped on the hard soil, the Thunder Saint Cave Mansion was finally in sight.

It was a huge stone gate wrapped in a light curtain, and the dazzling light bloomed from the light curtain, illuminating the black demonic qi in the canyon as black as ink, and because the light was too dazzling, it was impossible to see what was behind the stone gate.

"It's here, it's finally here!" Ning Chuan muttered, then sped up and swept away at the light curtain.

Keng——

Suddenly, a pitch-black chain burst out from an unknown place, as fast as lightning, about to pierce Ning Chuan.

Between the calcium carbide firelight, Ning Chuan's figure retreated violently, only to hear a snort, the pitch-black chain grazed Ning Chuan's chest, whistling past, shaking the clothes on his chest into powder.

At the moment when the pitch-black chain flashed, a few wisps of black light instantly submerged into Ning Chuan's body, and then disappeared.

And for all this, Ning Chuan didn't notice it, his expression was solemn, his consciousness spread out, and he was on guard against sneak attacks. The black demonic qi here was too strong, suppressing his cultivation to the early stage of entering the void realm, so he had to be careful in the face of the attack just now.

However, the pitch-black chain missed with a single blow, as if it had completely disappeared, and never reappeared.

Ning Chuan did not relax in the slightest, and cautiously approached the huge light gate where the Thunder Saint Cave Mansion was located. Behind him, Ying Xuan followed suit.

However, until Ning Chuan walked under the light curtain, the pitch-black chain never appeared again.

Ning Chuan no longer hesitated, and stepped into the light curtain.

Endless darkness...... Vertigo......

I don't know how long this feeling lasted, but suddenly a point of light in front of me expanded rapidly, and then I heard a bang, and a huge altar appeared in front of me.

And on the altar, there are more than a dozen stone pillars hundreds of feet high, which are carved with hideous murderers, exuding a murderous and terrifying aura.

More than a dozen people were tied to stone pillars, both men and women, their bodies covered in blood and their breath was sluggish.

Around the altar, hundreds of demonic cultivators were surrounded by demonic energy, eyeing the altar very tightly, and there were almost no dead ends.

Ning Chuan stood in the void, his eyes were attracted by the more than ten people on the stone pillar, and his eyes suddenly turned blood-red.

Wind Legend...... Snowjacket ...... Shangguan Huaimeng...... Tansen ...... Xia Yanyan......

All the most familiar and important people in Ningchuan were all tied to the stone pillar at this moment and subjected to cruel torture!

Kill!

Kill, kill, kill!

Ning Chuan had only one thought in his heart, to kill all the demonic cultivators!

Boom –

Enter the Great Perfection of the Void Realm, give me an explosion!

The blood dragon ascends to heaven and explodes!

The Great Silence!

Overlord Fist!

Push the mountain blood palm!

The terrifying energy, like a river, surged out from Ning Chuan's body, and immediately turned into an angry dragon, roaring and rushing towards the demonic cultivators around the altar.

Boom Boom Boom –

The earth was trembling, and the entire altar was surrounded by a radius of thousands of zhang, and suddenly the lower limit was hundreds of zhang, turning into an abyss, and the hundreds of demonic cultivators around the altar didn't even have time to scream, they were blasted into minced meat by the terrifying energy.

Ning Chuan blasted the altar and rescued more than a dozen people, looking at Feng Xueyi, looking at Shangguan Huaimeng, and looking at all the people, his blood-red eyes gradually returned to calm......

And he couldn't help but smile on his face, just like the weird smile on the faces of those corpses before......

Zizi –

Suddenly, purple thunder and lightning shot out from the imperial bone in Ning Chuan's chest, and then enveloped more than ten people including Feng Chuangu.

"No-" Ning Chuan's eyes were cracked, and his eyes darkened.

At this moment, the whole world lost its voice......