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Going deep into the rift, the hellish ghost aura became thicker and thicker, making Xiao Chen seem to really return to the netherworld hell.

"It's so dark here!" The white-haired old man followed behind Xiao Chen, scanning the space Dao, "Not only can't you see it, but even your divine sense is shielded, and you can only sweep it out less than ten meters!"

"Haven't you been here before?" Xiao Chen asked.

"I only stepped into this place for a moment, and after an instant, I was blasted out by an inexplicable force, and I didn't see anything!" explained the white-haired old man.

"Then you have to be careful, maybe the last incident will be repeated!" Xiao Chen reminded.

"Well, I've been prepared this time!" In fact, the white-haired old man had been on guard.

Hearing this, Xiao Chen raised his hand and swiped towards the dark void.

Suddenly, the power of the sun, moon and stars surged out, expelling the darkness and lighting up this dark space.

"I can see it!" the white-haired old man exclaimed, "Sir's supernatural powers are unheard of and breathtaking!"

Unconsciously, he also used an honorific title for Xiao Chen.

For this kind of compliment, Xiao Chen was already immune, didn't say anything, and walked straight inside.

The space is not large, there are two floors in total.

When Xiao Chen and the others stepped into the second floor, they immediately saw a terrifying scene.

I saw that this was not a very spacious space, and the floor was full of people sitting cross-legged, both men and women, and most of them were men.

Roughly estimated, about forty or fifty people.

"This ...... It's ......"

The white-haired old man's pupils constricted, and his eyes scanned the people sitting cross-legged on the ground, each one so familiar.

"Do you know them?" Xiao Chen asked lightly.

"All of them are legends of the Blue Moon Star's generation, but one by one they left the Blue Moon Star and came here, even my master ......"

As he was speaking, the white-haired old man suddenly looked stunned again, and his gaze was fixed on the figure in the far right and corner.

"Division...... Master!"

The white-haired old man was so excited that he hurriedly rushed forward.

"Don't touch him!" Xiao Chen reminded in a loud voice.

However, a step too late, the overly excited white-haired old man rushed over and put his hands directly on the man, as if trying to wake him up.

But as soon as he touched it, the man seemed to volatilize, turned into powder and dust, drifted into the air, and disappeared.

"How could it be ......" The white-haired old man instantly collapsed to the ground, his expression full of horror and uneasiness.

"They've been dead for a long time, and the atmosphere here isn't suitable for physical storage, and the structures inside them are broken down, but they still look frozen together on the surface. When an external force touches it, it will immediately turn into ashes!" Xiao Chen explained.

"It's because I'm too reckless, if I don't touch it, Master will at least be able to retain a good appearance!" said the white-haired old man with deep reproach.

"That doesn't make much sense!"

"Alas, you don't have to comfort me!"

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just stating my opinion!" Xiao Chen shrugged his shoulders, stopped paying attention to him, and began to look around.

Although his consciousness was blocked, his intuition told him that there was something more terrifying in this.

"Who is disturbing Bendi's rest!"

Suddenly, I heard a gloomy voice, obviously in a very light tone, but like thunder, with absolutely terrifying oppression.

"Get out!"

Invisibly, a Sen Ran sword broke through the air and swept in, attacking Xiao Chen and the white-haired old man at the same time.

Peng!

The white-haired old man didn't have time to react, and was blasted out of the space by the sword on the spot.

Thinking about it, this scene is similar to the first time he came here.

Because the person in the dark had no killing intent, Xiao Chen did not help.

The white-haired old man's wish has been fulfilled, and he has met his master as he wished, and it is time to leave here.

This is not the place he can stay!

"Such an amazing sword pressure is rare in the world, it seems that I have met a big man?" Xiao Chen stood in place, awe-inspiring.

"Huh?" said in a voice of astonishment, "you can withstand the pressure of my sword?"

"In the legendary Heavenly Soul Forty-Nine Battle Sword of the Ghost Clan, you only came out with the first sword, and you deliberately concealed your killing intent. How much do you look down on me and think I can't even bear this?" Xiao Chen said in a flat tone.

"You actually know the Heavenly Soul Forty-Nine Battle Sword, how is it possible, who are you?" the person in the dark was even more shocked.

At the same time, Xiao Chen felt a sharp divine sense sweeping over, probing him inside and out.

Xiao Chen did not resist and let the other party investigate.

The Emperor Polarization Immortal Decisive was always running, and he was confident that the other party would not be able to detect anything.

Sure enough, the person in the dark soon heard a puzzled voice again: "Strange, a little true fairyland, how can he have such courage and know so many secrets?"

"I'm just passing by, this side of the universe, only you can sense the breath of the fairy world here, so I'm here to borrow the way!" Xiao Chen said, paused, and asked again, "Do you know the Spirit Clan?"

Going to the immortal realm is just a choice, if he can, Xiao Chen is more willing to return to the spirit clan directly and join Ye Yufei and them.

"I naturally know the Spirit Clan!" seemed to know Xiao Chen's thoughts, and secretly said, "But I'm sorry to tell you that this side of the universe is very remote, and the rules are not complete, I also came here by accident, and I don't know the way back!"

When Xiao Chen heard this, he suddenly said: "Feelings are the same as the end of the world, and you are also trapped here?"

"Hmph, Bendi was just plotted by someone and needs a quiet place to heal, so just stay here!"

"It's not necessary to explain so forcefully, right?" Xiao Chen said with a smile, "I'm also lost here, so you're not very ashamed!"

"How can Bendi be the same as you?"

"Okay, I won't argue with you about this!" Xiao Chen said, his gaze swept to the corpses sitting cross-legged on the ground, "Wouldn't it be too cruel to attract the geniuses of the Blue Moon Star to come here and extract their souls to practice your battle sword?"

The souls of those people on the earth have all been extracted, and only an empty shell remains.

In terms of nature, there is no difference between the geniuses of the Blood Sacrifice Honor List of the Immortal Hall to demonize the Book of Heaven, and they are all extinctions.

"Bendi is also a helpless move, and their sacrifice will create the supreme glory of the future. Each of their souls represents a sword of the Emperor, and they will follow the Emperor to conquer the heavens and the earth!"

After a pause, he asked in a deep voice, "Shouldn't you be going against Emperor Ben for the sake of Tianxingdao?"

"I said, I'm just borrowing the road, and I don't have a hobby of meddling!" Xiao Chen shook his head.

His destruction of the Immortal Hall has nothing to do with the geniuses of the Immortal Palace's Blood Sacrifice Honor List, but a personal grudge.

This ghost emperor has no grudge against him, and he has no killing intent towards him at first, so he has no intention of meddling with this matter.

And the Ghost Emperor is indeed merciful enough, he only accepted forty-nine souls, and the white-haired old man was probably the fiftieth person, so he was turned away at the beginning.

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