Tianlan Zhenjun didn't mean to deliberately light his steps, nor did he look nervous or cautious as facing the enemy, he just seemed to notice something, and walked towards this mansion.

He walked calmly and naturally, calmly and confidently, and seemed to be completely fearless, as if there seemed to be nothing in this world worthy of his care, even if he was in this murderous underground labyrinth, even if it was not long ago, there was a scene that seemed to be the roar of ten thousand ghosts.

He seems to have no belief in heaven and earth, no respect for ghosts and gods, contempt for fate, only care about himself, and only believe in his own power.

So after this part of the road, he didn't even bother to take a light step and hide his disguise, so he drove straight in, waving his wide robe and big sleeves, and walked straight into this empty house.

The house shrouded in the red glow of the blood moon took on a strange color, and at first glance, there was even a vision of the walls and houses here slowly oozing blood. If the more timid people came here, they would be scared to death, but for Tianlan Zhenjun, of course, these were just meaningless illusions.

His gaze didn't even make the slightest ripple, just calmly swept around him, staring at the mansion. Under the red light, there was silence here and outside, and there was no sound.

The extremely faint movement that suddenly appeared at a certain moment just now is naturally long gone at this moment, and even now that I think about it, the slightest movement that is not even a sound is more likely to be just a momentary trance or an instantaneous hallucination.

Tianlan Zhenjun frowned, standing at the gate of this mansion, quietly looking at every corner of this place, as if he was in thought.

At the same time, in the barren courtyard of the back yard of the house, at the bottom of the deep dry well, where the darkness shrouded it, the black shadow seemed to have completely turned into a lifeless stone, sitting motionless against the wall, without temperature, without breath, not even heartbeat.

He didn't even look like a dead man, but a stone that was almost like a fake.

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Tianlan Zhenjun stood at the door for a while, still not making any next move, it seemed that he couldn't be sure what had just happened, or if he had just suddenly noticed a slight movement in the direction of this mansion at that moment, but after he came, all the movement disappeared again.

So, was it an illusion, or did it really exist?

Tianlan Zhenjun's eyes were blazing, and he continued to scan this mansion, and the invisible but terrifying momentum emanating from him seemed to be pouring into every corner of this mansion everywhere.

After a few moments, he suddenly stepped away and walked into the house.

Under the dark dry well, the black shadow, which had almost completely fallen into dead silence, raised its head slightly in the darkness, and there seemed to be a strange light flickering in the darkness.

He looked nervous.

The sound of "thump" footsteps, not hurried or unpleasant, stepped on the ground smoothly and powerfully. Although there was no great momentum, the figure in the darkness clearly felt that in the extreme depths of the soil below his body, some creatures living in the darkness, small insects and monsters that were far away from the ground and might not see the light in their lives, began to flee in all directions, desperately trying to get out of this place.

There was also a gust of wind that suddenly blew through the place.

There was almost no wind here, and the figure in the darkness seemed to be aware of it, slowly raised his head, and looked up, and he vaguely saw a burly and tall figure, suddenly appearing near the mouth of the well.

The light of the blood moon spilled down from overhead, casting a black shadow over Tianlan Zhenjun's broad body, shrouding the entrance of the cave.

Tianlan Zhenjun stopped, walking from the front hall to the backyard, this was the first time he stopped.

There was a dull scene around him, there seemed to be nothing alive except himself, nothing abnormal, everything seemed to be silent and silent, empty and lifeless.

A moment later, Tianlan Zhenjun's gaze had swept over all the corners of this place, and then he frowned slightly, and then, his gaze fell on the last dead corner here—the dry well.

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The team of the Floating Cloud Division broke into pieces and infiltrated into the immortal city like the sea, and then an hour later, they quietly gathered in one place from all directions, appearing outside a large mansion in the Suzaku District of the immortal city.

In silence, they dispersed all the idle people around them and suppressed all the abnormal noise.

It is said that there used to be a lame joke circulating in the fairy city, saying that the name of the Fuyun Division of the True Immortal League could stop children from crying at night, so as to make fun of the demon demons in the fairy city who were hiding like children. However, judging from today's performance, the prestige of the Floating Cloud Division is at least in awe of most people, if not feared by everyone, and almost everyone left very cooperatively.

So in silence, the people of the Floating Cloud Division surrounded the place.

On the long street outside the house, Lu Chen and Lao Ma stood side by side, Lao Ma looked at the mansion that occupied a large area, sighed that these Demon Sect miscellaneous things looked actually quite rich, and then whispered to Lu Chen: "I said, do you think the big guy hidden in this house today will be the old turtle?"

Lu Chen pondered for a moment, nodded, and said, "I think it's at least seventy percent likely to be him." Some time ago, we swept away many nail eyeliner of the Demon Sect, and almost all the dens in the open and secret were killed by us, no matter how cunning and treacherous the Ghost Elder is, but there must be fewer and fewer places to dodge; ”

The old horse let out a "hmm", seemed to agree with Lu Chen's words, and his face also showed a look of anticipation, he clenched his fist and waved it hard, and said: "After killing that old turtle, I see how the group of miscellaneous members of the Demon Sect will make waves, and they will probably perish!"

Lu Chen smiled and said, "I hope so." As he spoke, he glanced at the room, but there was a somewhat complicated look in the depths of his eyes.

Although it is a deep feud in the sea of blood, although it is incompatible, although the Demon Sect is so weak, Lu Chen has made great efforts, not to mention that everyone is going to kill each other quickly, but after all, Lu Chen has lived in the Demon Sect for many years, and seeing that this sect that has been inherited for thousands of years is about to come to an end, he also has some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

The prosperity and heroism of the past are like a dream morning dew, which has disappeared in the past history and will never come back.

In front of them, there was a tall and charming figure, which was the blood warbler.

After arranging everything, the blood warbler also seemed to feel that she was vaguely ushering in the highest peak moment of her life.

The sense of accomplishment and satisfaction made her face shine with astonishing beauty, and she raised her hand and waved it down towards the room.

In an instant, countless figures rushed in from all directions, roaring and screaming, and a moment later, the terrible screams pierced the calm of the fairy city, echoing under this clear sky, casting a blood-colored shadow over the clear sky.

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