Neeson Palace.

Between the clouds and mist, I don't know what time it is.

Fairyland? No, no, no, this is hell that doesn't belong on earth.

"Hurry up! Let you do some work like ants, are you tired of living?! "After the roar, there was the sound of a whip that made the scalp tingle.

Behind the mist, it is not the fairy Shu who is wonderful, competing for beauty.

A faint scream came, it was a slave in the Demon Palace, who was cruelly abused and oppressed by labor.

Chained, building fortifications between the plank paths of this cliff, the overseers of the Demon Cult whipped them as if they were animals.

Maybe the animals are alive and well.

Hiss...... Kim Sun-rae felt his hairs stand on end. He empathized with and sympathized with the coolies. He is a soft-hearted man who does not see others suffering.

The Demon Cult often hijacks ordinary people to go up the mountain to do labor, and here, it is tantamount to a hell that never ends.

What an abomination!

Jin Shanlai twisted his eyebrows, and even more determined to teach a righteous Ling Ran mission to his undercover seven killings.

The vicissitudes of the right path, although this undercover work is dire.

But if he doesn't go to hell, who will?

As soon as you enter the Demon Palace, you will see the scene of purgatory on earth.

Kim Sun-rae felt a sense of justice and straightened his face. In two months, he must help the six doors find out the details of the Seven Demon Killing Sects!

"I've seen His Holiness!" When the overseer saw someone coming on a sling from the back mountain, he stepped forward to greet him.

"Hmm. What about the Master? The messenger asked.

Because they had to buy all the items on the list, they delayed a lot of work in Wufu Town, and they came late.

The Seven Killings General Altar has passed the curfew, and the main gate is not allowed to enter.

So, Jin Shan came to this insignificant sub-altar for the first time, and when he visited the holy land of the main altar for the first time, he slipped away through the back door.

"The Sect Master is waiting for the envoy in the Heavenly Pivot Hall! Messenger, please come with me. ”

Some believers stepped forward to greet them, and they were courteous with strict hierarchies and did not dare to slack off in the slightest.

Before he could see the majestic palace gate of the Neon Immortal Palace, the main altar of the Seven Killing Sect, Jin Shanlai followed the messenger and used the sling mechanism on the cliff to come up.

Thousands of cliffs, successive clouds, dizzy, as if this is about to soar into the sky!

It's really exciting, look around, this place, probably in the Kunlun Mountains. But where exactly 。。。。。。 Jin Shanlai had not yet discovered the location of the Demon Palace, and as soon as he landed, he was dizzy, and his legs fell to the ground weakly.

The sense of righteous mission didn't support him for long, and the churning vomit was already pouring up his throat.

"Gross!" Cover your mouth. He originally wanted to give the demon cultists of this general altar a majestic and glorious impression of the jade tree in the wind.

However, it took three days of driving day and night to get here.

The boat is tiring, and I am afraid of heights. When you look down, it looks like you're in the clouds.

Jin Shanlai felt that it might be too high here, and he felt that he couldn't breathe and suffocated.

A bout of nausea and nausea!

I couldn't help it, so he squatted on the ground with a big bag on his body and threw up.

Holding on to this huge mountain rock, his body was weakened and became weak.

"Venerable, who is this? So useless. Seeing that he was throwing up a lot, a member of the church next to him came over and sneered.

"I 。。。。。。" Jin Shanlai knew that he would be here for a long time in the future, so he just wanted to raise his head to say hello to this demon cultist, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he felt stomach acid billowing and surging.

"Vomit vomit!" Don't say a word, vomit happily.

This impression should be deep enough to make those fierce and vicious disciples laugh.

"Hmph. Useless! The small place in Dongyang came out, but it didn't go through the world!

As soon as the messenger lifted the soft body and bones of Jin Shanlai, he went to the demon palace.

It's like carrying a cabbage.

"Emissary, I'll go myself!" Jin Shanlai had never lost face so much, and in the laughter of the disciples behind, he was dragged to the Nixian Palace.

His face was pale, and his whole body was weak.

This is a hundred and eight thousand miles away from the shrewd and capable character of the elite sect of the Dongyang Branch Altar that he had envisioned before.

Frustrated!

But in the frustration, I couldn't help but feel nauseous as if I was pregnant with Rokka!

When the messenger saw him tossing so much, he was kind, and after letting go of him, he took the large and small brocade box hanging on him with one hand.

"Thank you!" Ah Lai thanked him.

"No thanks, I'm afraid that the smell on your body will stain this gift and make the young master lose his temper!"

The envoy looked at him condescendingly, and said with a glance.