Chapter Seventy-Three: Fireworks

"Whew-"

Looking at the purple-haired woman in front of her who was tied into a dumpling, she took a long breath, and Zhu Liu only felt that a wave of exhaustion could not help but strike.

"Uh-huh-"

"Smack!"

With a crisp sound, the purple-haired woman's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

- Without the slightest guilt of relying on the formation to win, seeing that this Demon Sect elder seemed to have something to say, Zhu Liu unceremoniously slapped the other party's towering chest:

"Be honest with me! Hmph, if it weren't for that old man's ignorance, you think you still have a life? ”

“……”

Seeing Zhu Liu's murderous face, the purple-haired woman who was tied into a dumpling had to hate and shut up.

"Well, that's right!"

Raising his hand to lift the woman from the ground, Zhu Liu was very satisfied with the obedience shown by the other party:

"Tell me, where is the center of your immortal hall?"

…………………………………………

A quarter of an hour later.

Walking in a large room, Zhu Liu's face was extremely gloomy:

"Demon Elder, is this what your True Demon Hall has been doing all day?"

In front of Zhu Liu, countless naked white female bodies were arranged into all kinds of strange shapes: tables, chairs, stools, and beds...... Countless youthful and beautiful lines are forced to gather here, outlining this grotesque and strange "furniture".

In the dead silence, the dim yellow light sprinkled on these different forms of female furniture, but gave people a certain terrifying feeling.

——Looking at these appalling furnishings, Zhu Liu finally understood the reason why Tu Shanlan would rather die than be captured that day.

"What is this?"

After a few glances at the exquisite leather lantern on the ceiling, Zhu Liu couldn't help but feel a chill:

She could already guess what the lamp was made of......

"Cut, little girl, it's not the treasure of those gang of cultivators, what can't you stand as a fox clan?"

Looking at Zhu Liu's obvious disgust, the purple-haired woman couldn't help but pout:

"Go back and ask your parents, did your fox clan do less to eat people and skin them back then?"

“……”

I didn't plan to argue with a guy who didn't agree with each other, leaning over, Zhu Liu looked at one of the girls carefully:

"These people... Is there any salvation? ”

Stroking the girl's still warm back, Zhu Liu couldn't help but ask.

"These girls? Probably gone, right? ”

Seeing that Zhu Liu didn't answer her words, the purple-haired woman shook her head boringly:

"If Young Master Li is still alive, the mental control of these people can still be saved. Now...... The Walking Dead is just that. ”

"Whew-"

Gently exhaled a breath of turbidity, although he had expected this, but when the guess was confirmed, Zhu Liu still found it difficult to deal with it calmly:

"Click!"

With a soft sound, Zhu Liu, who had nowhere to sprinkle fire, simply knocked the woman unconscious with a knife in one hand.

Standing up and looking at this extremely strange secret room, Zhu Liu was silent.

"Ahh

After a long time, Zhu Liu sighed faintly:

The past cannot be traced. Since he can't save the lives of these girls, he simply sends them a beautiful funeral!

Walking slowly out of this storage room, Zhu Liu walked towards the center of the Immortal Hall with a firm step.

…………………………………

In the dark Yanjun Valley, the immortal halls that shone with a little light were suspended in the night sky like overseas immortal mountains.

If you look down from a high altitude, with the Fox Immortal Hall as the center of the circle, the remaining dozens of immortal halls present an irregular circle, surrounding the Fox Immortal Palace. And there are very few outsiders.

"Squeak-"

In the silence of the night, in this loose but tight encirclement, the White Bone Immortal Hall belonging to the True Demon Hall suddenly moved slightly.

"Squeak—"

There was a slight grinding sound, and before anyone noticed, the huge mountain of bone temple began to move slowly; The blue light flickered on the spire above the fairy hall, like a troll recovering from hell.

"Squeak, squeak—"

After a few moments, the movement trend of this bone hall has become more and more obvious.

"What is the True Demon Hall doing?"

In the Immortal Hall of the Ghost King Sect, a certain Jindan monk who was on duty at night suddenly noticed something abnormal:

"You go and ask the elders to come!"

Waving his hand to give his disciple an order, the middle-aged Jin Dan paid some puzzled attention to the abnormal movements of the True Demon Immortal Palace.

"Hehe, the reaction is quite fast."

Looking at the lights gradually burning on the Immortal Hall of the Ghost King Sect in the distance, Zhu Liu, who was in the center of the Immortal Palace, sneered:

"But...... It's late! ”

"Boom!"

Reaching out and pulling down the mechanism to control the speed, Zhu Liu's red lips opened and closed slightly:

"Let's go!"

"Hoo ——!"

As Zhu Liu spat out the last syllable, a blazing pale flame suddenly erupted from the side and back of this True Demon Bone Palace!

"Boom!"

With a low tremor and a pale tail flame, this huge thing weighing hundreds of thousands of tons was like a bullet out of the chamber at this moment, and suddenly rushed straight towards the Immortal Hall of the Ghost King Sect at an incredible speed!

"Boom !!"

In the earth-shattering crash, in the dim night, a bewitching fire lotus bloomed like fireworks.

- In the midst of the chaos, no one noticed that a red shadow flickered in the night with a humanoid object in its mouth.