Lin Feng's eyes gradually narrowed.

Lin Ke's smile gradually stopped, his face became solemn, and he said, "Does it have to be like this?" ”

The corners of Lin Feng's mouth showed a hint of mockery: "After all, cooperation always requires a premise, trust, whether it's true or not, I always need to know something, don't I?" ”

Lin Ke's eyes narrowed, and then he pointed ahead and said, "We've arrived." ”

Ahead was a huge hall, and this was the end of their journey, and a monk, under the watchful eye of those strange people, slowly walked into the hall.

The two followed the flow of people and unconsciously entered the hall.

Looking up, the whole hall is very rough, as if it was created temporarily.

In fact, this was a temporary site that had been set up three days earlier, and some monks with bad tastes called it an execution ground.

In the center of the hall was a huge blood-red magic circle, on which there was faint blood flowing, like a ruby crystal, full of charm.

Lin Feng's eyes narrowed slowly, there were a lot of monks in the hall, almost one or two hundred, among them, there were about fifty monks in the Ning Yuan Period.

The others are all disciples of the Yang Yuan period.

And the number of those weirdos is not much.

About twenty or thirty people.

Moreover, their cultivation is also even weaker, and many of them have just reached the middle stage of Ning Yuan.

Other than that, there was no one else guarding it.

Lin Feng's eyes revealed a hint of incomprehension, he knew very well what the slaughter summit was doing.

Once they resist, such a small number of people will not be enough for the monks in the hall to kill.

Could it be that Tu Zai Feng really can't spare manpower?

Gradually, Lin Feng's doubts were solved.

Because, the monks in the hall have already begun to shout.

"What's going on? Why can't I mobilize the Yuan Force in my body? ”

"Why can't I open my storage bracelet, and what about my element? Why can't I sense it? ”

"What are you going to do! Why imprison our cultivation? ”

"My father is an Elder of Slaughter Peak, what do you want to do!"

"No, there's something strange here, they seem to want to bring us together so that we can kill us!"

The whole hall was in chaos, with noise, curses, and exclamations.

Lin Feng's brows furrowed, mobilizing the Yuan Force in his body, there was not the slightest stagnation, and the Yuan Weapon in his body was also extremely clear in the Divine Sense Induction.

But looking at the appearance of the monks around him, it doesn't look like a fake.

As if thinking of something, Lin Feng turned his head, only to find that Lin Ke was looking at him with a smile on his face.

In the palm of his hand, he is holding a ghost-headed square bronze mirror.

It's the Mirror of Evil.

"Looks like we're going to have to break through." Lin Ke laughed.

Before Lin Feng could react, he heard a loud bang, his divine sense swept away, and the passage behind him was closed.

And a huge prohibition has even enveloped the entire hall.

Lin Feng made a rough estimate, this prohibition, even if it was him, could not be opened in a short period of time.

What's more, those monks who have been imprisoned and cultivated.

Turning his head, Lin Feng looked at Lin Ke and asked, "This is the result you want?" ”

Lin Ke said with a smile: "No, something went wrong, but there is no difference, as long as these defective products are killed, the original result can be achieved." And you're running out of options now, aren't you? ”

"So, that's why you designed to have Slaughter Peak start the Great Purge ahead of schedule? Just because I don't want to go to the underground plaza now, you're going to change the way and let me go down with you. Lin Feng's eyes gradually narrowed.

"I think that the Dao weapon in the underground square should be just a bait, or a disguise, but in fact, the real place to lead is still where the seal of the True Monarch of Youquan is located."

Lin Ke said with a smile: "No matter what the choice is, isn't the result already doomed?" You can go out and report me now, and tell all the things about Youquan Zhenjun, although I will definitely die, but I believe they don't mind, they have a human life on their hands, after all, there are some things, the less people know about it, the better. ”

After a pause, Lin Ke said again: "And now, don't we have only one way to go on?" ”

Lin Feng smiled, a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Maybe, but sooner or later, one day, I will kill you and refine your soul, I don't like people who calculate me." ”

Even though there was a smile on his face that made people feel like a spring breeze, his voice was as cold as the Nine Shadows Deep Cold, and every word he said carried a chill that made people freeze.

"Maybe that day will never come, or maybe I'll have already done what I wanted to do before that day." Lin Ke still didn't care.

It's just that when he said what he wanted to do, a trace of fanaticism, nostalgia, and even madness flashed in his eyes.

At this time, during the conversation, a monk closest to the blood-colored circle flew up inexplicably.

It was as if there was a large, invisible hand lifting him from the ground.

Even if the monk is already as familiar with the sky as his own back garden, it is not in the forbidden zone.

But when they lost their Yuan Force, lost their proud cultivation, and didn't have any ability to struggle, they were forcibly lifted into the air.

The difference between a monk and a mortal is not that big.

The same is afraid, the same screams, the same cries, but the difference is that the monk often plays the role of grabbing the mortal into the air and throwing it down.

The monks around him had already taken a step back, and no one dared to go up to rescue the monk, not even his brothers.

With the gradual improvement of cultivation, humanity has gradually been erased, and decades, hundreds of years of cultivation have allowed them to wear out the only conscience and kindness they have.

The monk cried out, his limbs kicking in the sky, his face and skin getting redder and redder, even as if he had been brushed with a layer of dye.

Lin Feng, who was familiar with the monotonous killing methods of Slaughter Peak, didn't even need to look at it, he knew what would happen next.

Sure enough, the monk's body exploded in an instant, and boundless blood spurted out, as if there was a mysterious force, squeezing his flesh and blood out of the broken flesh and muscles little by little.

If it is a clear metaphor, then it is like a water balloon suddenly bursting.

Blood splattered everywhere, but in just a moment, it was all like a replay, all of it shrunk back, condensed into a blood-colored ball, and was sucked into it by the circle.

The monks around them all looked a little stunned, even in the slaughtering peak of impermanence.

They also couldn't imagine that the top level of the Slaughter Peak would actually slaughter disciples on a large scale.

But just because they didn't react doesn't mean that no one can.

"Look, there's no way back for you." Lin Ke said with a smile, seemingly indifferent to the situation in front of him.

(To be continued.) )