Chapter 543: Flowing Flames

In the west, among the endless mountain ranges, there is a unique peak that remains and stands alone. Looking www.biquge.info distance, the mountainside is still full of greenery, but the top of the mountain is already covered with snow.

After the earth was connected to the Xuanli continent, the climate and geographical environment of various places have changed significantly, and before the end of the world, there were few such high mountains on the entire earth, let alone these regions!

At this time, in a certain cave on the top of this snow-capped mountain, several mysterious figures sat in it, motionless.

The cave is also made of solid ice, with a cold white air, like smoke and fog. And these mysterious people are all dressed in robes as white as snow, pure and cold, almost blending in with this icy environment. But what is shocking is that from the hem of this robe, there is a bright red and blood-like intricate and gorgeous sin mark that winds all the way up, extending from the hem to the chest, until the neck slowly disappears!

The contrast between the extreme pure white and the extreme bright red creates a strong visual impact, making everyone who gazes at their robes feel a strong chill rise from the bottom of their hearts.

And at this moment, one of them suddenly opened his eyes.

He is like the darling of the Creator, his handsome face cannot find any flaws, his facial features are deep and charming, and his eyes are like a vast and deep sea, which cannot be seen at a glance, but people can't help but want to explore, what kind of peerless treasures are hidden in its depths...

His eyes were a brilliant ice blue, with no pupils, and he looked terrifying. It was only after a while that it slowly returned to normal. It didn't take long for several other mysterious people who were closing their eyes to retreat, as if they had suddenly received some signal, and opened their eyes in unison.

There was no one to speak in the cave, creating a heavy sense of oppression that was almost suffocating. A few minutes later, there was a sudden sound of chaotic footsteps outside the cave, and they were rapidly approaching, until they came to the place where they had set up a circle outside the cave.

None of these mysterious men in the robes of sin showed the slightest look of surprise.

It was clear that what the man was doing was already under their surveillance before he even came here.

The man listened to the footsteps outside the formation, and after a moment, he unexpectedly called out loudly:

"Senior, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect are hereby instructed by the first senior uncle Xie Hongyu to bring a piece of news to all the seniors!"

The words of this disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect can be said to be neither humble nor arrogant, but in fact, in this environment of dozens of degrees below zero, the cold sweat oozing from his back has already soaked all his clothes, and even his entire body is trembling slightly, if it were not for the support of his cultivation, he would have even softened to the ground by now.

He knew exactly what a terrible group of monsters he was facing, and he knew exactly what fate was left for him.

He has no regrets. As disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, they can sacrifice everything, including their lives, for the glory of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect! For the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, it was an honor to die for the sake of the sect!

But he was even more afraid that if he accidentally fell into the hands of these monsters, he wouldn't even be able to die!

There was silence in the cave, except for the howling and even some harsh cold wind, the top of the entire snow-capped mountain was silent, and the silence was a little terrifying!

This disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect turned pale, swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and continued in a dry voice:

"Taking this snow-capped peak where your predecessors now live as the origin, all the way to the east, you can see an endless mountain range, and in this mountain range, at the intersection of the two maze worlds, there is a city, named Luoshui..."

"You don't know who we are?" Suddenly, a lazy voice came from the cave.

His voice was very soft and pleasant, obviously without the slightest emotion, but it easily interrupted the words of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and also interrupted his long-brewing momentum.

"Yes!" This Ten Thousand Swords Sect disciple's expression was very bitter, but his eyes were extremely firm: "But..."

"If we know who we are, we should also know that we have never tried to get answers from other people's mouths about what we want to know..."

They have another way to get them more excited. For example...

Soul Search!

The face of the disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect turned pale all of a sudden!

He retreated again and again, but his mind had already grabbed his soul, and as soon as his news arrived, he immediately blew himself up!

But... It's too late!

Before he could move his raised hand, his body and consciousness were restrained by an invisible force. He watched in horror as his body walked towards the cave step by step without his control, as if he had stepped into the boundless purgatory that he wanted to devour.

A look of despair rose in his heart.

Before leaving, Xie Hongyu had given him an elixir to swallow the moment before approaching the top of the snow-capped mountain to avoid being tortured inhumanely. But because he was worried that the effect of the drug would be too fast, and he was afraid that he would die of poison before he could bring Xie Hongyu's news, he didn't follow Xie Hongyu's advice. I didn't expect it to lead to the current situation...

A moment later, his entire body was dragged into the cave, and above the top of the mountain, there was still a dead silence.

After a few more minutes, suddenly a creepy roar came from the cave, and his voice sounded extremely painful!

It can make the disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, who has always been stoic, can't help but let out such a painful roar, and you can imagine what terrible torture he is being subjected to now.

In the midst of this scream, the beautiful male voice that spoke for the first time sounded again, the voice was as pleasant as ever, but the content made people feel a chill from the depths of their souls:

"Don't let him die too cheaply, keep his life and play slowly."

"Yes!" Someone replied respectfully.

""Luoshui..."

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"You mean, Flowfire?" Zhang Ling frowned, and asked emphatically again: "Flowing flames?" ”

Mingjue's demeanor is impeccable, no matter when, he always has a calm and calm attitude, at this time he nodded slightly, and said softly:

"Yes, this organization, it's called Flowing Flame!"

As he spoke, Ming Jue drew a portrait of a character with a few strokes on the paper.

The costumes of the people in the portrait are particularly clear, especially the pure white robe with bright red sin marks, with a forbidden beauty. But what puzzled Zhang Ling was that in his portrait, this person's face seemed to be shrouded in a layer of hazy smoke, and he couldn't see it really.

"This is..."

Mingjue pointed to the sky mysteriously and said, "The secret of heaven must not be revealed!" ”

A somewhat complicated look appeared on Zhang Ling's face, and it took a long time before he spoke:

"Can you tell me more about this Flowing Flame?"