"This is the fearlessness of the ignorant."

Han Qin walked out of the teahouse, passing by those tea guests who were eating tea, hearing their conversation, she was upset, looking at the back of Jian Fengyun who was taken away and disappeared into the crowd, her bright big eyes showed worry.

It was said that the sword wind and clouds slowly walked to the depths of the God Emperor City with them.

"Where are you taking me?"

Jian Fengyun's eyes moved slightly, pretending to be a little worried.

"Where are you going?"

The Mahatma turned around, looked at Jian Fengyun with cold eyes, and sneered: "Of course I took you to the Holy Courtyard, today the dean took the elders of the Offering Hall out to escort a person, just take you to the Holy Courtyard to kill you, and let you see the appearance of the Martial Arts Holy Land before you die, which can be regarded as making you have no regrets in this life." ”

"Ahh

Jian Fengyun pretended to be afraid.

"Hahaha, what's the matter, scared?"

The Mahatma laughed, looked at Jian Fengyun with disdain, and said, "Why didn't you see this when you started with me just now, and now you know if it's a little too late to be afraid?" ”

"You ......"

Jian Fengyun pretended to be speechless and stared at the Mahatma.

"Ahem, brother, let's not do too much outside, when we return to the Holy Courtyard, we can deal with him as much as you want."

St. Ann, who walked ahead, coughed and said to Mahatma secretly.

"Okay, just listen to your brother."

The Mahatma was in a good mood and responded.

The Holy Courtyard, since the last time Jian Fengyun raided the Holy Courtyard, this martial arts holy land has been covered with formations, and countless strong people have been added to guard it, and it is extremely strict, beware of a similar situation from happening again.

"Who's in there?"

Outside the formation of the Holy Courtyard, a young guard suddenly stretched out his hand to stop Sheng An and the others.

"Elders do things, no need to interrogate."

St. Ann waved his hand, and a token engraved with mystical patterns suddenly appeared in his hand and handed it to the guard.

"It turned out to be Elder Tianyun's son, fast forward."

The guard saw the token clearly, immediately handed it over, and said with a smile.

"Well, let's go!"

St. Ann nodded in satisfaction, then withdrew the token and waved at the person behind him.

As soon as you step into the holy courtyard, a huge palace will appear in front of you.

In the temple, two words are engraved on the plaque of the palace.

"The temple is being rebuilt pretty quickly."

When Jian Fengyun saw this kind of palace, he secretly said in his heart.

The last time he drove the Fengyun warship to blow up the previous temple with one shot, only about a year had passed, but he didn't expect the Holy Courtyard to re-establish this temple again.

It was obvious that this newly built temple was even stronger than the previous one, and it was surrounded by dense defensive formations, which once opened, it was enough to withstand the full bombardment of the Great Emperor's powerhouse.

"It's really like being bitten by a snake for ten years and afraid of the well rope."

Jian Fengyun thought secretly in his heart.

Instead of going to the temple, Sheng An and the others walked into a side hall from the path on the left side of the temple with Jian Fengyun.

"Brother, deal with him in the Holy Beast Park, it just so happens that there are still a lot of untamed demon beasts there, and when the time comes, feed him to the demon beasts, and there will be no traces." St. Ann whispered to the Mahatma.

"Okay." The Mahatma nodded.

Sword Fengyun was brought into the depths of the side hall, in front of a mechanism.

"Put him in."

The Mahatma said to the sixteen soldiers who were surrounding the sword storm behind him.

Soon Jian Fengyun was surrounded by this group of people and entered a secret passage, and after walking for about two or three minutes, he saw the light.

"Roar~" "Whoa~" "Hoo~"......

The cries of all kinds of demon beasts echoed here one after another.

I saw the surroundings clearly, this is the Holy Beast Garden where all the demon beasts in the Holy Courtyard are held, the ground is covered with stone bricks, and there are stone prisons around it, and a demon beast is imprisoned in each stone prison.

The lowest of the demon beasts here are all the best of the monarch rank, and the highest ones are comparable to the emperor level, and the stone prison is blessed with a powerful formation to prevent these demon beasts from rioting, and no one can subdue them.

Airplanes!

At this moment, a tiny needle sound rang out.

I saw a flying needle pop out of Mahatma's hand and shoot at the back of Sword Fengyun at a rapid speed.

Jian Fengyun's mind moved, and the spatial magic surged, transferring the tip of the needle to other places.

All this happened in an instant, and before the Mahatma could find out, Jian Fengyun suddenly screamed.

"Ah, you...... What was done to me? ”

Jian Fengyun pretended to panic, his body fell limply to the ground, and his face turned pale.

"Wraith Needle, you haven't heard of it, have you?"

Mahatma watched Jian Fengyun fall to the ground with half of his body, the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked up a sneer, and he slowly stepped forward and said.

"Wraith Needle, a needle made from the blood of a Wraith?"

Jian Fengyun's face moved slightly, and he said.

The blood of the resentful soul is to refine the blood of the living beings who died unjustly into essence blood in a cruel refining method, so that the souls of the dead living beings are tortured and a large amount of resentment is generated.

The blood of resentful spirits can affect the minds of mortals, and when a martial artist cultivates, the most taboo thing is something like resentment, which disturbs the mind and is likely to make the martial artist go mad.

The blood of the resentful spirit refining the spirit weapon will make the spirit weapon carry the resentment of the blood of the resentful spirit, and when you are against the enemy, you can make the enemy hurt the soul by the resentment, and then it is a good time to take your life.

"A little knowledge, worthy of the person who dares to do it with me, but it's a pity ......"

Mahatma's eyes narrowed, and then he waved his hand and said, "Give him a thousand cuts first." ”

"Yes!"

The sixteen soldiers responded in unison, and at the same time drew the saber at their waist, and condensed a magic trick in their hands and smashed into the saber.

Jian Fengyun's eyes swept around secretly, and then pressed his forehead, pretending to be drowsy.

"Each ...... Ladies and gentlemen, you are so skilled at dealing with people, have you not been able to do such a thing before? ”

"Hahaha, that's right, the young people who offended me in the Divine Emperor City before have all become the feces of the demon beasts here, and no one dares to do anything with me for a long time, but you bumped into it to find death!" Seeing Jian Fengyun's weak appearance, the Mahatma immediately laughed.

Mahatma's eyes narrowed, and then he waved his hand and said, "Give him a thousand cuts first." "Yes!" The sixteen soldiers responded in unison, and at the same time drew the saber at their waist, and condensed a magic trick in their hands and smashed into the saber. Jian Fengyun's eyes swept around secretly, and then pressed his forehead, pretending to be drowsy. "Each ...... Ladies and gentlemen, you are so skilled at dealing with people, have you not been able to do such a thing before? "Hahaha, that's right, the young people who offended me in the God Emperor City before have all become the feces of the demon beasts here, and no one dares to do anything to me for a long time, but you bumped into it and looked for death!" Seeing Jian Fengyun's weak appearance, the Mahatma immediately laughed.

We are so skilled in dealing with people, can't we do this kind of thing before? "Hahaha, that's right, the young people who offended me in the God Emperor City before have all become the feces of the demon beasts here, and no one dares to do anything to me for a long time, but you bumped into it and looked for death!" Seeing Jian Fengyun's weak appearance, the Mahatma immediately laughed.

(End of chapter)