The entire Xuantian Holy City people were shocked by such a shout, and they looked in the direction of the Xuantian Cloud Palace in shock, and they had a feeling that they didn't know how to describe it in words.

Li Zhiyuan, is this person a demon? Or is he crazy?

He had just bloodied the Four Seas God Sect, and he was going to fight against Xuantian Yungong again, did he want to overthrow all the martial arts giants in the entire Northern Wilderness Region with his own strength?

It's just crazy.

At this time, Li Mu stood at the door of the Xuantian Cloud Palace, looking at the gate that had been kicked open, as well as the dilapidated horse road and courtyard overgrown with grass behind the door, with an extremely surprised expression on his face.

In the imagination, the disciples of the Xuantian Cloud Palace swarmed out, and the picture of angrily scolding and surrounding did not appear.

The world behind the door is barren.

If he hadn't known that this was the Xuantian Cloud Palace of the Mighty Northern Wasteland Martial Arts, Li Mu would have really thought that this was actually an abandoned mountain villa that had fallen into disrepair, overgrown with weeds, and was in dilapidation.

The famous Xuantian Cloud Palace, behind the towering gate, is it such a barren scene?

Moreover, it is clearly inaccessible, and it does not look like there are living people living in it for a long time, and it has been abandoned for decades or even hundreds of years.

This is Xuantian Cloud Palace?

Shen Jia also opened his mouth wide, looking incredulous.

It can't be the wrong way, right?

But it can't be.

The entire Northern Wilderness Domain knew that the Xuantian Cloud Palace only had one station here, and other than that, there was no semicolon anywhere else in the Northern Wilderness Domain.

Shen Jia looked at Li Mu.

Li Mu walked towards the gate.

There is no fluctuation of the formation pattern, and there is no aura of Taoism, and the scene in front of him is not an illusion.

The weeds behind the door are already half a man high, disorderly, and grow savagely, and even the traces of wild beasts can be seen, guano has piled up layer after layer on the wall and rockery, some of the road walls have collapsed, the ruins and broken walls, a dilapidated scene, but there is no trace of the battle, it is clearly in disrepair, caused by the wind and rain by the power of nature.

It has been here for at least a hundred years and has not been inactive.

The two of them walked on the grassy horse road.

On both sides are blurred, upside down or standing white stone statues, as well as a tethered horse stake, when I walked forward for about a hundred meters, there was a rumbling sound of rock grinding behind me, and the rock gate kicked open by Li Mu slowly closed.

Shen Jia's palms were a little sweaty.

He looked up at Li Mu for the second time.

Li Mu didn't say anything and continued to walk inside.

In the next about a stick of incense, the two walked through the dilapidated horse road, walked over the collapsed bridge, crossed the dry lake bed, passed the collapsed temple, saw the abandoned martial arts training ground, and went all the way inside, and finally came to the Xuantian Palace, which symbolized the majesty of the Xuantian Cloud Palace.

The main hall is extremely well preserved, and there are no weeds around, which is a little angry.

A small path was trampled out of the weeds, all the way over the ninety-nine stone steps, extending to the tall and majestic Xuantian Temple.

Climb the stone steps and come to the entrance of the main hall.

The main hall with a typical architectural style of the Northern Wasteland, with a circle of arcades outside, supports the entire circular dome with a hundred-meter-high rock statue, each statue represents a hero of the Northern Wasteland, most of them are from the Xuantian Cloud Palace, and a small number are legendary figures of other sects, all of whom have created mythical achievements in the history of the Northern Wasteland that have made countless warriors worship crazy.

The stone door of the main hall is more than 20 meters high and ten meters wide, and it is pitch black inside, and the black pitch is like the mouth of a monster, and there is a whirring yin wind blowing out inside, with an abnormal coldness.

Li Mu still hasn't figured out what the hell is going on.

Could it be that the Xuantian Cloud Palace has actually been destroyed in the dust of history a long time ago?

But a few days ago, what happened to the envoy of the Xuantian Cloud Palace, as well as the assassination on the long street before?

Things are getting more and more interesting.

Li Mu walked towards the dark hall step by step.

Shen Jia followed.

The hall is spacious, the space is huge, but there is nothing, everything inside seems to have been emptied a long time ago, the sound of the wind came between the pillars of the hall, I don't know if there is a reason for the wind, the ground is dusty, Shen Jia's footsteps formed an echo in the huge space.

The boy's face was full of confusion.

Li Mu suddenly stopped.

He stretched out his hand like lightning and grabbed at the back of Shen Jia's neck.

In the darkness, a short dagger that was as slender as the fangs of a poisonous snake was grabbed by Li Mu in his hand, and with a twist of his wrist, the short dagger was broken, Li Mu stabbed into the void with his backhand, and with a miserable cry, a black shadow fell out of the dark void and threw himself on the ground......

It was a figure wearing a black fish-scale armor, with the whole body covered in the armor, almost exactly the same as the black shadow that Li Mu killed on the long street.

The short dagger was smeared with [Divine Cry Poison], so almost between breaths, this black shadow turned into a puddle of black water, bounced up, and rushed towards Li Mu and the two, and was directly shocked and dispersed by Li Mu with [Heavenly Dao Shock] Xuan Qi.

"Stand still and don't move. ”

Li Mu said softly.

He had already noticed that in this hall, there was more than one black shadow assassin hidden, all of whom were hidden in the darkness with the [Hidden Ghost Escape] combat skill, compared to the strange fog and dust environment created on the long street, the already dark hall was obviously more suitable for this kind of escape technique, even if they were not proficient in learning, they could also use the darkness to hide perfectly.

But it's a pity that they met Li Mu.

Li Mu's figure, like an illusory bubble, gradually dissolved into the darkness.

He can also, and he is more sophisticated than the shadow assassins here.

Like a king of sharks diving into the deep sea, he launched a counter-hunt in the dark.

Shen Jia's mouth grew in surprise as he watched as Master completely disappeared from his sight.

Then, in the darkness, a series of screams rang out.

Puff puff puff.

One after another, the figures in black fish-scale armor fell out of the darkness like fish thrown out of the water.

When Li Mu's figure reappeared, a total of sixteen shadows wearing fish-scale armor and hoods fell to the ground.

But before Li Mu interrogated anything, the bodies of these sixteen powerhouses of the Eighth and Ninth Realms all turned into black pus, and after the final counterattack, their bodies and spirits were destroyed.

"These Black Shadow Assassins shouldn't be from the Xuantian Cloud Palace. ”

In Li Mu's heart, he basically had some guesses.

Could it be that the real Xuantian Cloud Palace has long been extinct, and for so many years, there is another force of unknown origin, Li Dai Taozhuang, wearing the skin of [Xuantian Cloud Palace], secretly controlling the order of the Northern Wasteland?

However, these black-clothed assassins, stationed in the Xuantian Temple, seem to be guarding something?

Or is it guarding something?

Li Mu searched for it in the main hall.

In the end, he really found a mechanism on the inner wall in the depths of the main hall, twisted the lion relief head on the wall, and a rumbling sound sounded, and the wall rose, revealing a secret door.

Behind the secret door is a black corridor that winds its way to an unknown place.

The yin wind in the main hall before came from this corridor, mixed with a dark and rotten smell.

Li Muyi was bold and took Shen Jia into the secret door.

After walking about fifty meters ahead, Li Mu could be sure that this was a very old prison.

He saw a steel fence made of steel the thickness of an adult's arm, blocking the way.

The fence was rusty and had iron locks on it, all of which were specially made and difficult to open with brute force, and behind the fence was a huge cave-like space, and the stone walls were densely covered with small cells like beehives, hundreds of them, of different sizes, but all sealed by steel doors.

The steel door was covered with layers of rivets that gave it an unbreakable heaviness, and in the middle there was a round hole about the size of an adult's finger, perhaps for ventilation or some other purpose.

It's just that there are no guards in sight, so Li Mu can't be sure if this prison still holds 'prisoners'.

The steel fence is so heavy and hard that ordinary people can't break it at all.

Li Mu thought about it, returned to the Xuantian Palace, and on the traces of the sixteen shadow assassins who had liquefied, he really found a few black tokens in the shape of keys, and then returned to the fence, and after a little attempt, he opened the special iron cable of the fence.

Squeak!

Pushing open the steel door, the rusty shaft made a screeching sound.

At this moment, Li Mu's ears moved.

He was keenly aware of the slight movement in some cells, but he couldn't tell whether the insects, ants and rats were alarmed, or whether there were living people imprisoned inside.

Shen Jia didn't notice this.

The boy felt as if he had come to a cold, death-filled graveyard.

He walked over and used the key to open the steel door of one of the cells on the lowest floor.

A smell of decay came to my face.

There were no living people inside, only six miserable white skeletons, lying neatly on the cold rock floor, still covered with clothes, judging from the clothes, both men and women, and not very old, should be in their twenties or thirties, at least a hundred years old, the moment the cell door opened, the fresh air outside poured in, and when the wind blew, those clothes turned into gray and scattered......

"This ......" Shen Jia felt a little furious in his heart.

At that moment, Li Mu judged that these six skeletons must have been disciples of Xuantian Cloud Palace before they died, because the style of clothes on their bodies was exactly the same as the well-known disciples of Xuantian Cloud Palace.

After that, several steel doors of the cells on the first floor were opened in succession.

The picture in the cell, exactly the same as the first one, are dead skeletons, flesh and blood have decayed, in addition to clothing, some skeletons, there are waist cards, jade pendants, hairpins and other ornaments, all of which are carved with good jade, carving is extremely skillful, they are all everyone's works, jade hairpins and other things have no recognition, but on the waist card, engraved with different words such as 'Yunding Hu Shuo', 'Three Generations of Zheng Lun', 'Supervisor Wang Youxing', 'Duty Yue Qun', etc., probably the identity and name of the deceased in the Xuantian Cloud Palace before his death.