"It seems that my plan needs to be adjusted" Just after Yan Sanyi's sword was cut into the air, the figure of the young man suddenly appeared behind him, and in Sumeru, who was shaking his body, one of his hands had already touched Yan San's shoulder.

Rumble! After a loud bang, Yan San's figure shook several times in a row, and finally he staggered back a dozen steps and fell to the ground. At the same time, a vague water shadow had already approached him, and a pair of hands went to grab the remnant sword, but he was counterattacked by the remnant sword's momentum, he hurriedly turned to pinch Yan San's neck, and brought him and the remnant sword out of the gradient together.

Old Xiao Tou walked into the dormitory, only glanced at it cursoly, and immediately felt that his cheeks were hot, and he lowered his gaze shyly, but in order to find hostages, he had to face them. This group of **, they are in a trance, obviously they have been poured ecstasy or something, they are each locked by slender locks, and their mouths are tied into a strange knot, they are like pets are kept here, waiting for the owner's arrival.

Old Xiao Tou felt very sorry for their plight, but at this time he couldn't save them, Old Xiao Tou hesitated for a while, and decided to temporarily seal their qi and blood now, and wait for him to find the little bell, and then think of rescuing them together.

With a wave of Lao Xiao's arm, dozens of ** were sealed into consciousness, lying motionless on the ground. Old Xiao Tou went to remove a huge sheet and wrap them up completely.

At this time, Lao Xiao nodded with satisfaction, walked out of the bedroom, and was just about to leave here, when he heard the door bolt outside twitched, and then squeaked, and a figure walked in. He looked very nervous, but also anxious, and as soon as he entered the door, he rushed to the dormitory, and said foul language: "Little baby, I'm coming, I'm coming."

Old Xiao Tou hid behind the cloak, waiting for him to walk into the bedroom with his face on his face, and at that moment, he punched him in the head, and then captured him.

"Take me to another secret room," Old Xiao Tou woke him up and threatened.

"The adults spare their lives, the little ones don't have the permission to enter the forbidden room, I'm just a small foot protector" After the man woke up, he glanced at Lao Xiao's head, and then looked at the ** that was wrapped into a dumpling on the side, and immediately understood what was going on.

"If you want to live, you have to be honest and tell everything you know" Old Xiao Tou heard the tone of this person's voice, and also knew that he was not an important person, and he was quite disappointed in his heart.

"Yes, yes" This little foot guard immediately described the situation of the entire manor to Lao Xiaotou, he was afraid that Lao Xiaotou would not be able to remember, and repeated it.

After the foot-guarding narration, Lao Xiao Tou gradually understood the composition of some of the personnel in this manor. There are two of the most powerful people in this manor, their identities are very mysterious, no one in the manor knows their true identity, as for the others, they all know their details well, they are all from a weak strength, named Le Huanjiao. This sect is only a second-rate strength in the Void Continent, but their reputation is not weaker than that of the Seven Great Forces.

The extravagant lifestyle of the Lehuan Sect not only makes some people hate, but also makes many people rush to it, so the Lehuan Sect is unanimously defined as a sect that is both good and evil. Lehuanjiao recruits disciples and is not eclectic, he never cares about his background and cultivation, as long as you believe in the teachings of Lehuanjiao, you can join freely, so there are some straw bags in Lehuanjiao** and the like, and there are also some big traitors who are not allowed by the world.

The Le Huan Sect was surrounded and suppressed by the Seven Killing Forces a few decades ago, so they have rarely been active in the Void Realm recently, but this time the Le Huan Sect has made a comeback and has also participated in the disputes in the human world. It really shocked Lao Xiaotou.

Since this dispute in the human world has been mixed with the major forces of Taxu, Lao Xiaotou had no choice but to let people go to the Taxu Continent to search for news, after all, any battle must be done to know oneself and know the other in order to win a hundred battles.

Therefore, when Lao Xiao heard the three words Le Huanjiao, information about Le Huanjiao immediately appeared in his mind. It's a pity that the Sifang Clan spies didn't put the Le Huan Sect, which was still in seclusion at that time, in the main target of exploration, otherwise he wouldn't need to explore now, and he could clearly understand everything here.

Tanzu is also a halfway monk to join the Joy Sect, and many things are vague about what happens in it. I only know that Le Huanjiao got one thing here, and is negotiating with a mysterious organization.

Old Xiao Tou was keenly aware that all this should be hidden in the last forbidden room. He thought for a moment and waved his hand, knocked the poke unconscious, and then flew out of the dormitory and returned to the courtyard. Now he didn't hesitate and walked straight to the last forbidden room.

Just when he was only a few feet away from the forbidden room, he felt a powerful momentum rush out from inside, causing Lao Xiaotou's pace to come to an abrupt halt.

Old Xiao Tou was stunned in his heart, his eyes stared at the iron door opposite, and through the quaternary perception, Old Xiao Tou seemed to see a mysterious spiral slowly growing in it.

Dao law strong!

Old Xiao Tou immediately guessed what kind of cultivation the person hiding behind the iron gate was. At this moment, the iron door slowly rose, and an old man in good spirits stepped out, he was dressed in green clothes, and the cuffs of his hands were slightly flushed with a hint of yellow. He crossed his hands and formed a pagoda shape with his two fingers.

"You have a strong momentum of the Earth Ancestor Dao Law on your body, tell me your identity within the Earth Ancestor?" The old man walked with his hands crossed, he didn't speak, but the voice spread through all directions, and every corner of Lao Xiao's head was empty. This is the four-element empty sound, and Old Xiao Tou was secretly shocked in his heart. Although he had also comprehended the sense of four-element emptiness, he was still far from the realm of transforming sound into a four-element matrix.

"Earth Ancestor? You are mistaken, I have nothing to do with Dizu" Old Xiao Tou also took a step in shock, and said with a fist at the old man.

"In that case, tell me what you mean" The old man's footsteps slowed slightly, but the growth rate of the matrix on his body was rising rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, the spiral structure on his body more than doubled.

"Hand over what you got" Old Xiao didn't show weakness, took a step, and stared at the old man with sharp eyes.

"You are indeed very honest, but I'm afraid that you overestimate your own strength" The old man sneered again, and between his fingers, circles of strange matrix light waves spread out in all directions.

"Bang, bang, puff, porphy..."Between the old man's lips and teeth, a series of single-word sounds burst out of the air, and then the entire void matrix was filled with all kinds of single-word sounds.

Old Xiao Tou didn't expect the old man to come up and use the four-element empty sound to deal with him, he felt a little nervous in his heart, and hurriedly urged the Taichu Dao method with both hands, protecting the surroundings of his body, but the four-element empty sound penetrated the defenses on all sides like an awl, and rushed into Lao Xiao's side again.

Kiss! Lao Xiao's head was shocked, his body retreated a few steps, and then a mouthful of drowning blood surged, and he almost passed out.

Poof! Lao Xiao's left side of the chest was hit hard, and half of his entire body was paralyzed, and his body fell to the ground in a shake.

Porphyry! Lao Xiao's head shook, and suddenly the sky swirled, and his consciousness and emptiness all fell towards a huge and incomparably abyss at this moment.

Old Xiao Tou now finally understood that his Dao Law Dimension was simply unable to defend against the Four-Element Void Sound. But now it's too late, and he can't help himself and is being stirred into the empty sound matrix. At this time, Lao Xiao's empty sense was full of those single sound breaks, and after every broken sound, he would suffer extremely serious trauma.

In the end, Lao Xiao Tou's consciousness body, as well as Dao perception, were crushed and shattered in this endless empty sound, until he could no longer perceive himself, and even when his consciousness had long been out of the real universe, Lao Xiao Tou sensed a calling, that is, wireless details from the lower levels. Little by little, he was pulled out and entered the lower microcosm.

Now Lao Xiao Tou can't describe the existence of self-perception, he is like an infinite silk thread of details, he continues to extend and evolve with these details, and finally they seem to stand up from the plane, showing a ternary shape, and then fold and rotate along the quaternary gradient direction again, turning into a quaternary spiral, these wireless details are actually built into a spiral similar to the four-dimensional universe in a single-dimensional situation, which makes Lao Xiaotou extremely shocked, and sighs at the power of infinite details.

He stood at the top of the giant spiral tree of infinite detail, looking down on the universe once more, as if everything had become small and insignificant. At this moment, he was pushed back from the underlying microcosm, and his consciousness returned to the real universe and regained self-perception.

His body floated up little by little, and at this moment, Lao Xiaotou opened his eyes, a light of wisdom from before flickered, and he stretched out his hand towards the void.

With this finger, an even larger matrix structure encompasses the empty sound matrix, and in the blink of an eye, it counteracts the old man and his empty sound matrix together.

Old Xiao drew his fingers, sucked the matrix into the air, stared at the shocked old man opposite and said, "Can you hand over the things now?" ”。

The old man's face changed suddenly, and his whole body trembled violently, but he still refused to agree to Lao Xiaotou's request.

Old Xiao didn't want to embarrass him, but for the sake of the little bell, he would never be soft. His palms closed slightly, and then the matrix in mid-air seemed to evolve in reverse, stacking and condensing towards the center, and it felt like tens of millions of hanging knives shrinking towards the center, enough to divide everything in an instant.

The old man's eyes seemed to be crystallized at this time, his forehead was sweating slightly, his arms were trembling violently, until the matrix was locked less than an inch in front of him, he shouted anxiously: "Stop, you can do whatever you want."

Old Xiao Tou beckoned with satisfaction, and the matrix returned to its previous appearance. He led the old man towards the iron gate.

Peng! A basin of water made Yan San's entire consciousness regain consciousness, and at this time he saw the extremely familiar cheeks of the young man, as well as the cold-faced old man standing beside him.

"Is there a way for the elder to separate this kid from the ancient sword?" The young man ignored Yan San's gaze and turned his head to look at the old man.

"Let's try it" The old man was silent for a while, walked to the opposite side of Yan San with a solemn face, stretched out a pair of shriveled palms, and grabbed Yan San's wrist and the remnant sword. Then a circle of mysterious spiral forms appeared on his body and arms, and if Yan San hadn't reached the spatial spiral, it would have been absolutely impossible to detect the existence of these spirals.

The old man's arm was slightly forced, and then the powerful coercion made Yan San's arm as heavy as a mountain, and then he felt a tearing force that wanted to split his arm from the remnant sword, but another mysterious aura approached in the opposite direction. After tugging at each other for a while, the old man withdrew his palm, stared at Yan San with a cold gaze, then looked down at the remnant sword, stretched out his palm again, and began to repeat the spiral matrix.

After the old man tried more than a dozen times in one go, he finally chose to give up, turned around and shook his head at the young man and said, "Childe, my subordinates have done their best."

When the young man heard this, his face was a little angry and said, "Is there no way in the world to separate his remnant sword, why don't I kill this kid and forcibly separate him from the remnant sword."

"Don't be a childe, if you do this, not only will you not be able to separate it from the remnant sword, but it will also make the ancient remnant sword enter an eternal sealing state, and even if you have the remnant sword, it will only be a useless scrap metal," the cold-faced elder hurriedly stopped him.

"This can't be done, that's not possible, is it true that this son can't have it while watching the ancient remnant sword?" The young man roared in some unacceptable terms.

"Not necessarily, Childe can also find a breakthrough from this kid, as long as he is willing to recite the remnant sword technique, then Childe can integrate it into the family sword array, and naturally he can also control this ancient remnant sword" The cold-faced old man continued to offer advice.

The aristocratic prince nodded slightly, his mood calmed down a lot, he turned to stare at Yan San, walked in front of him, his pupils almost touched Yan San's face and threatened: "I advise you to tell the remnant sword trick obediently, otherwise this son's methods will definitely let you know what life is better than death."

Yan San was already very weak at this time, but he still took a breath and squirted out a mouthful of saliva from his mouth, which happened to be sprayed on the face of the noble son.

"Okay, good boy, then don't blame this son for being ruthless" Gui Gongzi waved his hand, and a torture instrument full of spikes on the opposite side fell into his palm. Then he staggered to Yan San, grabbed Yan San's hair, and dragged him into the torture instrument, and then his palm began to rotate, and it didn't take long for Yan San to feel that many spikes were nailed into his head, as well as his neck and throat, as if hundreds of poisonous snakes had been rushed in, and they were swimming together, making Yan San extremely painful, but he did not beg for mercy, and still gritted his teeth and stood firm.

Yan San has been beaten countless times since he was a child, but all the times together are not worth the strength of this torture instrument. Yan San was in a trance a little bit in the endless pain, and finally he fell into a coma again.

Peng! Another basin of water sprayed down on his head, and then Yan San woke up, at this time he was too weak, he only had the strength to turn his eyes, and it became a little difficult to even raise his head.

(End of chapter)