This small world is worthy of being the lair of the afterlife camp, there is no evolution of the sun, moon and stars at all, and it is gray everywhere, which is very in line with the style of this ancient force, but it can't stop these cultivators who have advanced cultivation.

"Kill!"

The cultivators of Tianfu and the Four Great Emperor Clans rushed to the forefront, and the masters of other sect forces followed closely, killing people when they saw them, and they didn't need to distinguish between friend and foe at all, because the aura on the killer's body was too obvious.

The many masters of the Heavenly Wolf and Heavenly Mansion, as well as the great saints of many other forces, naturally did not care about the battle of those low-level cultivators, they smashed the Yellow Dragon and rushed towards the depths of the small world.

Not long after, a towering bone tower appeared in front of them, this bone tower clan is thirty-three stories high, the materials are all skulls, there are human beings and demon clans, most of these bones are as white as jade crystal clear, obviously they are all amazing powerhouses.

"It's ...... Damn! Beasts of the Death Camp, get out of here for the old man!" an old man suddenly roared with angry eyes and gritted teeth.

With the old man's roar, the people around him were also filled with righteous indignation, and their eyes were split, it turned out that the skull on the bone tower was engraved with words, and the content engraved turned out to be the force to which the deceased belonged and his name.

"It turns out that the first day of our clan eight thousand years ago, the lonely brigade of the South Gate did not die in vendetta, but in the hands of your death camp!" another Great Sage of the Protoss roared angrily.

The South Gate Family is one of the ethnic groups that followed the Emperor of Heaven to fight back then, with outstanding achievements, and was named a god by the Emperor of Heaven, and the South Gate Lonely Brigade is a peerless genius of the South Gate Family for thousands of years, and some people even assert that if it were not for the Wooden Emperor in front, the South Gate Lonely Brigade is very likely to be a new generation of emperors.

"I never thought that on the first day of my dream family five thousand years ago, my dream fell under the knife of these executioners, I thought it was the hand of no man's land!" Meng Yunzheng said helplessly.

You must know that when Meng Wuya disappeared, he was already a cultivator of the Great Sage Realm, and he had outstanding combat power, and the three Great Sages couldn't take him at all.

"Yes, the South Gate Lonely Brigade and Dream Wuya are both Tianjiao that will never come out, and the value of these two skulls is indeed very high!"

An old man with a bone cup in his hand appeared in front of the bone tower, which turned out to be made from a human skull.

"You are the person in charge behind the scenes of the Death Camp?" Meng Yunzheng asked coldly.

"Do you know how much I paid for this bone tower? Just to kill the South Gate Lonely Brigade and Dream Wuya, the eight great saints died, and if it weren't for the half-step void move, these two boys would have escaped. The old man shook the bone cup and said to himself, not caring about Meng Yunzheng's question at all.

"Don't ask, he can't be the one behind the scenes, just a puppet who has been pushed to the front of the stage!" said the wolf, glancing at the old man.

"Heavenly wolf, your skull is currently the most valuable, and it deserves to be placed at the top of the Divine Bone Tower, but your skull has already been booked, otherwise the old man really wants to do it himself." ”

The old man shook the bone cup and pecked lightly, looking relaxed and freehand, without the consciousness of the end of the road at all, which made everyone suspicious.

"Sirius Xiao'er, I didn't expect you to really find here, so that the old man wouldn't look for you, haha!"

A cold voice sounded, and a burly old man in a black robe stepped into the air with a killing sword in his hand, and the cold killing intent made the place he walked slightly distorted.

"Half-step void path, worthy of being the top of the Afterlife Camp Killing Saint Blood without a trace, it's really been a long time, haha!"

There was no fear on the wolf's face, Cang Langlang pulled out the slashing knife, raised his hand and slashed towards the blood without a trace, this old thing has pretended to him half of the garlic in the air several times, and today he finally saw the deity, and the wolf naturally will not let him go.

"Huangkou child, don't measure yourself!"

Seeing the wolf so big, Blood Without a Trace laughed angrily, his whole body was full of evil energy, and his body disappeared like a fluttering blood mist, and when he reappeared, he had already come behind the wolf, and the cold killing sword had been handed to the back of the wolf's heart.

However, this is not counting, in addition to the figure behind him, the four sides of the wolf are covered with bloody figures, this old thing has been studying the art of killing all his life, and it does have its own uniqueness.

However, he encountered a celestial wolf with soul eyes and a divine sense that was much higher than that of people in the same realm, so how could he not see his tricks.

Although those phantoms are exactly the same as the deity in terms of spirit and spirit, there is one thing that cannot be changed, that is, the killing intent from the heart of the heavenly wolf, and the deity must be much stronger and more vivid than those phantoms.

Therefore, the Sky Wolf did not hesitate to slash forward.

Bite!

A sword roar sounded, and the blood disappeared in front of the wolf's eyes in an instant. In this small world, the killers of the afterlife camp have the right time and place, and they are very tricky.

Ding! Ding!

The two of them were like two invisible killers, their weapons constantly clashing, and the terrifying energy shook up gusts of wind, blowing the buildings on the ground to crumble, and cutting many parts of the small world apart.

When the Sky Wolf and Blood Without a Trace were in action, Ram Tai and Shangguan Xiu were both pressing on the side, and they did not show their strength, after all, what kind of cultivation the big man behind the Afterlife Camp was, and he still didn't know, so the Sky Wolf wanted them not to make a move.

But even if the two of them didn't make a move, the old man standing in front of the bone tower would still have an enemy.

"Since you are so trusted, then the old man will seek justice for my dream son, I thought that the attack on me more than ten years ago was a conspiracy of the netherworld, but it turned out to be you rats hiding in the hole!"

What is the strength of the old man Meng, in fact, even the Heavenly Wolf is not clear, he has just broken through the Great Sage Realm and faced this old man who is obviously a half-step void, which makes the Heavenly Wolf a little worried.

Laugh at!

At the moment when the wolf was distracted, a sword qi stabbed into his heart, and even though the wolf dodged fast enough, he was still stabbed in the arm.

"Hehe, I dare to be distracted in the face of the old man, I'm really tired!"

With one successful move, where will the blood leave no trace to give the heavenly wolf a chance to breathe, and the endless sword qi will stab and envelop the heavenly wolf in it. And at this time, the old man Meng also fought with the old man holding the bone cup, and the fight was shattered, regardless of whether he was up or down.

At this time, the heavenly wolf also knew the confidence of the old man Meng, and instantly relieved his heart, and the chaotic immortal Ding appeared violently, showing translucency and enveloping him in it, and the power of the domain was sharply compressed and attached to the Ding Wall.

Bang ...... Bang

The sword qi nailed to the Chaos Immortal Ding actually made a sound like Huang Zhong Da Lu, but it couldn't pierce in the slightest, and the space around the Blood Traceless and the Heavenly Wolf began to change, and in the blink of an eye, they actually appeared in a strange place, and the people around them disappeared.

And Blood Without a Trace felt like he was stuck in a quagmire, struggling to move, and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, but he didn't admit defeat: "Hmph, how can you deceive the old man with such a trick, and when you kill this yellow-mouthed child, this trick will naturally fail!"

As he spoke, a river of blood flew out of the bloodless dantian, rotating around him, and when he attacked the Heavenly Wolf, the blood river turned into a sea of blood, forming a unique realm, and the Blood Without a Trace on this field was not affected by the Heavenly Wolf Great Dream World.

And in the river of blood, pieces of skeletons kept popping up, these skeletons were full of resentment, like ghosts with their mouths wide open and biting towards the wolf, their faces were hideous, their teeth were sharp, and they were extremely corrosive.

The wolf's trouser leg was bitten by a skeleton, and a large hole was immediately corroded, although the robe he was wearing was not a combat armor, but it was also a low-grade holy weapon, but he didn't expect it to be unable to resist the river of blood.

"The means are somewhat similar to those of King Chu Jiang, but it still can't become a climate, it seems that I and the Afterlife Camp are really inherently incompatible!"

Before Blood Without a Trace could understand what the Sky Wolf meant, he saw a sea of fire appear under the Sky Wolf's feet, and it continued to spread out, enveloping his sea of blood in an instant.

"How is that possible!"

Blood Without a Trace felt that the connection between his sea of blood was constantly weakening, and after a while, he completely lost contact.

Burst!

Blood spurted out a mouthful of blood without a trace, you must know that the blood river is equivalent to his natal weapon, that is, he finally found a pool of yellow spring water, and then received a special vessel.

Every time he struck, he would seriously injure his target, and then put it into the vessel and slowly torture it to stimulate his resentment, and over time this river of blood was formed.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, the Sky Wolf would not have believed that such a vicious method of sacrifice would have been used in the human race, because this was completely the Netherworld's style of acting.

"It seems that the afterlife camp colludes with the Netherworld!"

Of course, the Heavenly Wolf would not let go of the opportunity for Blood Without a Trace to be eaten by the Blood River, and the Sky Slashing Knife slashed out like thunder, tearing apart the Blood Without a Trace Sanctuary in an instant, splitting him in half.

Although the bloodless primordial spirit was also stabbed by the heavenly wolf, it did not collapse immediately, but jumped out of its body like a frightened rabbit and fled towards the bone tower, never thinking that a giant wolf with black fire burning all over his body had already pounced and swallowed his weak primordial spirit.

Hearing the clattering sound of the wolf spirit, it was obvious that the primordial spirit was really crunchy!

Looking at the expression of the big man, he seemed to say: "Finally let Lao Tzu catch one, it's really fucking not easy!"

When the Heavenly Wolf ended the battle, Old Man Meng's side was also nearing the end, but the half-step void path of killing the saint was very good, and he sacrificed a very precious jade talisman to escape the pursuit of Old Man Dream and escaped under the bone tower.

"Rubbish!"

As soon as the old man escaped into the bone tower, he flew out, smashing four or five temples in succession before stopping, obviously being beaten out, and a figure came out of the door of the bone tower.

This is a withered old man, like a skeleton wrapped in a layer of crumpled skin, when he walked out, the whole small world blew a hurricane, and endless life essence gathered from all directions, gathering on his body.

With each step he took, the skin on his body bulged a little, and by the time he stepped down the steps, he had already become an old man with a ruddy face.

"It seems that I have been asleep for too long, and I am really incompetent as a cell boss to let a group of prisoners beat me to the door!" said the old man with a sigh.

It felt like an old man who had just woken up and looked up at the sky and told why the sun was so hot.

Although his words were brief, the information revealed in them shocked everyone present and filled them with righteous indignation.

The Death Camp is indeed the nail planted by the Shinto Alliance in the Shenqi Continent, and it is the so-called cell head and jailer who is responsible for supervising these immortal descendants.