Ling Yu had heard the ambush mention that the trajectory of the undead legion in the city was fixed. There were a total of one hundred and twenty low-level undead divided into ten evenly divided teams, each team of twelve people, and they divided the Divine Ruins City into sixteen areas, five horizontal teams, five vertical teams, and cross patrols. They patrol every hour, day and night. The low-level undead do not have a subjective consciousness of their own, so they do not need to rest at all until the earth is desolate. In the area in the center of the Divine Ruins City, there is a Divine Ruins Pavilion, which is jointly owned by the four forces. It was the place where they discussed things together, and in addition to the respective mansions of the four forces, the Shenxu Pavilion was also the most important place in the ruins.

And the team that Ling Yu and the ambush mixed in, the trajectory of its patrol happened to pass through the Divine Ruins Pavilion. Since the strong people in the ruins are extremely repulsive to outsiders, and the female cultivators of the Qionghua Hall also say that Luan Ji may have been captured in the Divine Ruins City. Then, if you want to find Luan Ji, Shenxu Pavilion has naturally become the first corner that Ling Yu and the others want to search. Ling Yu and the others held their breath and walked forward in unison with the steps of the undead soldiers.

Because Ling Yu and the others used spirit runes to hide the vitality of the living, the undead did not find them. The two followed the ten undead soldiers all the way forward, and in a short time, they came to a large hall.

This hall is the size of the Chinese Dynasty in Zhongzhou, with a total of three floors, red walls and red tiles, and bright lights. The first floor of the Shenxu Pavilion is almost ten zhang square, its foundation is very high, and in front of the main entrance of the Shenxu Pavilion, there is a step paved with white jade leading to the gate. The white jade steps are about three feet high, a total of nine steps, the treasure jade on the steps is white and flawless, without a little impurity, if this nine-order jade is removed and moved to Huaxia, at least it can buy no less than ten shops on the most prosperous streets of the imperial capital. At the end of the steps, there are two jade pillars the thickness of wooden barrels. The two jade pillars were both five feet high, and they were carved with fierce beasts that Ling Yu had never seen before, and those fierce beasts were lifelike with their teeth and claws. On top of the jade pillar stood two bright lanterns, different from the worldly lights, these two lamps emitted a faint green light, like the hellish ghost fire kept burning, making people feel cold.

When this group of undead soldiers walked past the Divine Ruins Pavilion, Ling Yu nodded at the ambush, and the two quietly slowed down, and then, like two tanuki cats, they jumped lightly onto the second floor of the Divine Ruins Pavilion. They were extremely skillful, and although they stepped on the tiles as thin as cicada's wings, they did not make a sound. Ling Yu and the others flew into the room through the window on the second floor, tiptoed to the staircase, and looked towards the first floor.

At this time, in the main hall on the first floor, there were five people sitting upright. Sitting on the top was a gray-haired old man, dressed in a cyan robe, with yellow skin, thick eyebrows, and tiger eyes, not angry and arrogant. Beside him, sat an old man who resembled him in seven points. Below the two, there are two rows of Taishi chairs. There were two people sitting on the Taishi chair on the left, and near the old man's position was a middle-aged cultivator, with starry eyebrows and sword eyes, a straight nose and a square mouth, and a handsome appearance. Next to him, sat a middle-aged fat man who looked like a mortal merchant, this person looked white and fat, and a pair of mouse eyes flashed, and at a glance he knew that he was not a good person. Opposite the two of them, sat a cultivator hidden in a black robe. The man was emaciated, with a suffocating and terrifying death breath rippling through his body. His face was pale, and his red lips were extremely eye-catching, as if he had just sucked blood.

In addition to the five people sitting in the main hall, there was also a young woman who was tied up with five flowers and thrown in the center of the main hall. The woman's face was beautiful, but a haggard look appeared on her face, this person was the Holy Maiden of the Boundless God Domain, and Luan Ji, who had been separated from Ling Yu for a long time. At this time, Luan Ji was lying on her body, although there were no scars on her face, but her breath was very weak, and it seemed that she should have suffered serious internal injuries.

Although Ling Yu didn't know the five people in the main hall, he could tell the identities of several people from their dress and seating order. The two old men sitting on the top should be the people of the Seven Princes of the Divine Ruins, the first handsome man on the left should be the cultivator of the Prodigal Son's Lonely Soul, the person next to him is the leader of the Sanssouci Pavilion, and the black-robed cultivator opposite them should be one of the three supremes of the Undead Legion.

"Hey, hey, little girl, I think you'd better tell the truth obediently. Otherwise, with the methods of our Sanssouci Pavilion, you will inevitably suffer from flesh and skin!" the fat white man on the left smiled treacherously.

"Phew, even if I die, I won't tell you the exercises of the Boundless God Domain. Don't think I don't know, you are delusional to get the exercises of our Boundless Divine Domain, that is, when you are successful in your cultivation, you will attack the other three forces and replace the forces of the Seven Princes of the Divine Ruins. You Sanssouci Pavilion are despicable, you can't do anything!" Luan Ji lay on the ground, glanced at the white fat man contemptuously, took a sip, and said coldly.

"Hmph, you don't want to toast, eat and drink, let alone sow discord, our Sanssouci Pavilion and the three forces are in the same air, how can you be as despicable as you think. The white fat man's face turned cold and said in a deep voice.

"Do you know the consequences of trespassing, if you can tell us how to enter the ruins, maybe I'll leave you a whole corpse, otherwise, don't blame us for being ruthless. The old man at the head waved his hand to the fat man in Sanssouci Pavilion, turned his head and asked Luan Ji. For him, returning to the ruins is their pure land, and no outsiders will be allowed to touch it. Therefore, he must know how Luan Ji entered the ruins.

"Brother Grief, when I found her, she was near the Tree of Death, and I thought that if I wanted to find out how she got into the ruins, I should start there. The cultivator of the prodigal son's lonely soul said.

"Brother Zhuang Xian is right. In this way, in order to avoid long nights and long dreams, you can lead people to check near the Dead Tree. Hearing Zhuang Xian's words, Grief nodded and said to the old man beside him.

Another old man named Changfeng heard the words of the sorrow, agreed, got up and walked towards the outside of the Divine Ruins Pavilion. Changfeng seemed to obey Sorrow's words, as could be seen from his resolute movements.

Looking at the back of Changfeng leaving, Ling Yu turned his head to look at the ambush, his brows furrowed slightly, and a trace of doubt appeared in his eyes. Listening to Zhuang Xian's words, it seemed that he had not revealed his entry into the ruins to several other forces at all. In fact, Ling Yu has always been very strange, Luan Ji's cultivation is much higher than him, but why did Zhuang Xian only capture her and keep himself? With Zhuang Xian's cultivation, if he and Luan Ji were captured at the same time, there would be no need to go through a lot of trouble. Moreover, Zhuang Xian also deliberately concealed his entry into the ruins, why is this? He and Zhuang Xian do not know each other, and the other party has no reason to help him!

When Changfeng left, Sorrow Ming said to the white fat cultivator of Sanssouci Pavilion and the black-robed supreme of the undead clan: "Qian Wuji, Brother Ghost Wood, Brother Zhuang Xian, look, what should we do with this girl?"

"That's simple, since she doesn't want to hand over their sect's exercises, and she doesn't want to say how she entered the ruins, then she can only kill her. Qian Wuji of Sanssouci Pavilion looked at Luan Ji and said with an evil smile.

"I don't have an opinion, anyway, we have always had this attitude towards outsiders, we can't ask for anything of value, and killing her is the best way. Zhuang Xian looked at Luan Ji and said indifferently.

"Then let me do it. Seeing that Sorrow, Qian Wuji, and Zhuang Xian were all looking at him, the supreme ghost Mu Sen of the undead clan smiled and said in a deep voice.

Hearing their conversation, Luan Ji was frightened. There was a complicated look in her eyes, as if she was fighting fiercely in the depths of her heart. Luan Ji knew that if they attacked him, he would have absolutely no power to fight back.

At the same time, Ling Yu, who was hidden at the top of the stairs, also secretly clenched her fists, ready to rush downstairs to rescue Luan Ji. Although he and Luan Ji belonged to different camps, after all, they were both fallen people at the end of the world, and Ling Yu really couldn't bear to see Luan Ji killed in front of him.

Three steps, two steps, one step...... The ghost wood exuded a monstrous ghost aura, approaching Luan Ji step by step. Luan Ji looked at the other party's eyes without any human feelings, and beads of sweat dripped down his forehead.

Ghost wood walked up to Luan Ji, raised the bone knife in his hand, and was about to chop it down. The bone knife was white all over, and I don't know what kind of creature it was made of, and from the blade it exuded an absurd aura that was both eerie and soft.

Seeing the ghost wood's movements, Ling Yu's body moved, and he wanted to rush down the stairs. However, just a moment before Ling Yu's movements, Luan Ji suddenly let out an angry roar that interrupted his movements.

"Look what this is!" Just as the ghost wood was about to make a move, Luan Ji finally made up her mind, she suddenly raised her head, stared at the ghost wood coldly, and said sharply.

When Luan Ji finished speaking, she saw her consciousness move, and the Realm Spirit Ring emitted a brilliant white light, and as the white light flickered, a phalanx bone as white and tender as mutton fat appeared in front of Luan Ji.

"Wait!" When he saw the phalange, Sorrow suddenly roared, interrupting Oniki's movements. I saw that Sorrow Ming stood up and disappeared in place like a phantom, and when he showed his body again, he had already stood in front of Luan Ji, and at this time, Sorrow Ming was holding an object in his hand, which was the white phalanx that Luan Ji sacrificed from the Ring of the Realm Spirit. Grief stared at his phalanxes, his brow furrowed.

After about a cup of tea, Sorrow Ming came back to his senses, he leaned down, stared at Luan Ji and asked coldly, "Where did you get this little phalanx bone, what do you know?"

"It was given to me by a man in a black robe, who said that if one day I accidentally broke into the ruins, this phalanx would save my life. Luan Ji saw the sad look and knew that the person had not lied to herself. She struggled to her feet and said to Sorrow.

"Brother Ghost Wood, let your subordinates suppress her first. Tell your men that you must not hurt a single hair of her. Grief untied the rope from Luan Ji's body, handed her the phalanges, and said to the ghost wood.

"Yes! I know. Seeing that phalanx, and then seeing the sad look, a touch of solemnity appeared on Onimu's face, as if he also knew this phalange. Oniki nodded lightly and spoke.

Looking at Luan Ji, who was pressed down by the two second-order undead, Zhuang Xian came to the side of Ghost Wood and Sorrow, and asked in a deep voice, "Is it really him?" But he has been missing for tens of thousands of years, why did he reappear?"

"I don't know, but the phalanx is real. If this girl's words are true, we really can't hurt her. Sorrow shook his head and sighed in a low voice.

"Why don't you do it?What is the origin of that phalanx that makes you so jealous?" Seeing the serious expressions of several people, Qian Wuji came to the three of them and asked sharply.

"It's been 30,000 years since you entered the Divine Ruins Pavilion, right? Now it's time to tell you about the past of the Divine Ruins City. Sorrow Ming glanced at Qian Wuji and said quietly.