Lin Jiaoyang looked at them, without the slightest pity, he killed so many innocent teenagers and girls, and now they are to blame.

"I... We are all under the orders of the sect master, I will take you to the formation to relieve your apprentice of the spirit Gu, please stop torturing me. ”

Zhou Laoxian couldn't help it and begged for mercy.

"Zhou Qiyuan, if you dare to betray my master, you will definitely not die a good death. ”

The sect leader's eyes were cracked, and he looked at Zhou Lao with a hideous face and shouted.

"I... But beg for a death. ”

Zhou Lao lay on the ground and convulsed.

"In that case, then, Sect Master, you should be in pain first, go, and lead the way. ”

The corners of Lin Jiaoyang's mouth hooked slightly, nodded, and withdrew the soul thorn in Zhou Lao's soul.

"You can't open it if you go. ”

The Sect Leader smiled sinisterly.

"Huh?" Lin Jiaoyang blinked.

"To open the secret room, you need his palm print certification. Zhou Lao said hesitantly.

"Then you reminded me. Lin Jiaoyang clapped his little hands: "Brother, look at you." ”

"Hmm. Long Xiaosheng responded, stepped forward and directly cut off the sect leader's right hand and carried it in his hand.

Blood splattered onto the floor, bringing a strong smell of blood, and the scene was very tragic for a while.

The sect leader wailed, and the double torture of his body and soul made his facial features wrinkled together, and he only heard screams.

"It's... It's left-handed. ”

However, Zhou Lao said with some hesitation on the side, looked at Lin Jiaoyang, and was a little embarrassed.

The atmosphere was silent for a moment, and Lin Jiaoyang said, "I'm sorry..."

Long Xiaosheng understood, stepped forward and silently cut off the sect leader's other arm.

There was another heart-rending scream.

"It's miserable, it's miserable. The prince's facial features wrinkled together and sighed.

"Let's go, lead the way. Lin Jiaoyang glanced at Zhou Lao.

And the sect leader was already rolling his eyes in pain, and he couldn't speak.

Lin Jiaoyang didn't take back the soul thorn, what he did, he deserved such a punishment, to put it mildly, even if he didn't do so many things that hurt heaven and reason, just because of his identity in the Temple of Death, Lin Jiaoyang would not let him go.

"Yes, yes. Zhou Lao said resignedly.

Zhou Lao led them around the inner hall and arrived at the winding back mountain, a cave, the door was covered with moss, and if you looked at it, you would ignore it.

A few people entered the cave, and there was nothing unusual inside, it was just an ordinary cave, wet and slippery, and the rock wall was still dripping.

"Are you sure it's here?" Feng Jinlan hugged his arms, feeling a little cold.

"It's here, and every time we catch a child, it's put inside. Zhou Lao patted his chest and reassured.

"Are you quite proud?" the prince sneered, glancing coldly at him.

"No... It's not..."Old Zhou shrunk his neck and laughed dryly.

"Don't talk nonsense, where is the mechanism?" Lin Jiaoyang glanced at him and said.

"Here it is. Zhou Lao walked over to a mass of weeds and pulled it open, revealing a round stone disc with a slap print on it.

Long Xiaosheng picked up the broken arm that was still dripping blood, it was not stiff, it was hot, and he clasped it inside the slap print on the disc, and then only heard a rumbling sound, and a crack cracked in the middle of the wall of the originally ordinary cave.

It turned out to be a stone gate.

The formation is inside.

Lin Jiaoyang looked at Zhou Lao, who was shrinking his neck, and the invisible soul power wrapped around his neck to prevent him from playing tricks: "Go." ”

Zhou Lao's face was pale and he walked in front.

Behind the stone gate was a steep stone staircase, and an oil lamp was lit every three pieces, Lin Jiaoyang glanced at it, and his face sank.

It's corpse oil again.

At the bottom of the steps, there are larger oil lamps, one by one, which illuminates the entire secret room, and I only feel that the whole space is oppressive and breathless.

"Inside... It's the formation. Zhou Lao said.

Lin Jiaoyang turned his eyes and looked at the whole picture of the secret room.

The secret room was huge, and there were small beds on which lay children who were as thin as rag dolls, all naked, staring at big empty eyes, and for a moment they did not know whether they were alive or dead.

At the foot of the wall is a white skeleton, and if you look at the figure, you can tell that it is all children.

"Grandma, you're dead. ”

When Feng Jindeng saw this, his mind was hot, and he stepped forward and kicked Zhou Lao to the ground, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, it was a burst of punches and kicks.

The prince and Long Xiaosheng were silent, and they didn't stop the suddenly manic Fengjin lantern, they couldn't bear this situation, let alone the Fengjin lantern?

The six lying children, who did not know whether they were alive or dead, were filled with tubes, and their blood was drawn and then flowed into the three-zhang-sized array in the middle, flowing through the ravine, and into the middle trench.

The appearance of the array disk is exactly the same as that of the Central Plains, just a miniature version, and there is still a blood coffin in the middle of the array disk, soaked in blood.

"These pipes, if they are pulled out rashly, they will die. The prince walked up to the children, and his tone was hard to hide his eagerness.

Transparent pipes connect the blood vessels of the child, and the corpse at the foot of the wall is a child who has been dried alive.

"First cut off the tube and tie the knot. ”

Lin Jiaoyang's throat was a little dry, although she knew some medical skills, but with so many children, she really couldn't stop all the bleeding, so she could only break the tube first and bring it back to the city to find someone to treat.

These children should have been hit by the Spirit Suppression Gu, so in the face of such pain, they remained silent.

Glancing coldly at Zhou Lao, who was beaten by Fengjin Lantern, Lin Jiaoyang kept telling himself that he had to leave him to solve the Gu for the children, so he couldn't resist the idea of pinching his soul to explode.

The three of them silently rescued those children, the wind brocade lantern was tired, and they also consciously came to help, the oil lamp crackled and burned, silent and depressing, only Zhou Lao's intermittent snort.

Finally, after finally getting the children right and placing them aside, Lin Jiaoyang had time to look at the formation, because it hadn't started yet, but it wasn't dangerous.

Lin Jiaoyang used the power of his soul to drag the blood coffin out, and he guessed in his heart that it was just an imprint peeled off from a wisp of soul.

Quietly closed his eyes, his body stained with blood.

Gently touching his sleeping face, Lin Jiaoyang finally felt a little comfort in his heart, even if it was just a mark, it was exactly the same as him.

Taking out the Soul Condensing Bead, Lin Jiaoyang put this mark into the Soul Condensing Bead, and at the moment when this mark was collected, the blood in the entire array began to evaporate into a cloud of blood mist.

Gradually dry up.

This should be considered a ruin, right?

"Blood Sacrifice Array, why are you doing this?" Lin Jiaoyang looked at Zhou Lao condescendingly.

"To get out, get out of here. Zhou Lao said intermittently.

"Who are you following in the Xuanwu Continent?" The last time in the Central Plains, before they had time to ask anything, Zhong Xuan and the others were killed.

"Lord Duan Tianya. Zhou Lao said.

"Let's go back first, the kids won't last long. The prince looked uncertain when he saw Lin Jiaoyang's expression, and stepped forward and said.