I felt a little strange in my heart, according to the funeral gate guards should be extremely strict, how can there be no one in such a place. After coming out of this stone chamber and walking for a while, he entered a corridor again, turned a corner, and saw seven or eight people lying in front of him.

I was taken aback and walked forward quickly. At this glance, he was even more shocked. Among these seven people, three were dressed in white, and they were disciples of the Burial Sect, and the other four were dressed as Heavenly Master Daomen. These people were pale, their lips darkened, and they were all out of breath.

I took a closer look at one of them, and judging by the corpse, it was supposed to be dead for some time.

I was shocked in my heart, thinking to myself, could it be that the Heavenly Master Dao had entered the Tong Palace? I got up and looked ahead, but it was quiet, and I couldn't hear anything.

As soon as he turned around, he saw the old yellow man stretching out his gray-black tongue and licking it on his shriveled lips, and his cloudy eyes emitted a beastly fierce light. As soon as he saw me, he shrank his head and let out a burst of laughter.

I remembered what was ahead, and let the old man go ahead. The old thing didn't say anything, and came forward with a low brow. Along the way, I saw several more corpses, bloodstained on the ground, dressed in black and white clothes, men and women, all disciples of the burial gate, two of them I am still somewhat familiar with, I should have seen them before.

The more I walked, the more frightened I became, thinking that something had happened to this Tong Palace, no wonder the old man didn't come to me again. After walking for a while, I saw that there were many people lying in front of me, and at a cursory glance, there were at least twenty or thirty people, thinking that they had passed through a great battle here. Among them, in addition to the disciples of the Burial Sect and the Heavenly Master Daomen, four disciples of the Maoshan Sect were also found.

I was shocked when I saw it, and I thought to myself, could it be that the entire Dao Gate attacked the Tong Palace? I was in a thousand thoughts in my heart, when I heard a frightened scream, I turned around and saw that the old man Huang was holding a person's neck and biting.

"What are you doing?" I immediately stepped forward and grabbed the old thing by the neck and dragged him away. I saw that it was a disciple of the Heavenly Master, his eyes were wide open, full of horror, and there was a bloody hole in his neck, which was dripping with blood. I must have just fainted from my injuries before, but now I am really dead.

I threw the old thing to the ground, pulled out the Qinglong Zhen nail in my hand, and saw that his mouth was stained with blood, and he let out a hehe laugh, but his face changed strangely, and the flesh that was originally shriveled like iron seemed to be inflated, and slowly bulged up, like a dead wood in spring.

I was secretly frightened. The old man licked his lips and smiled: "I'm so hungry, just eat something, don't make such a fuss." His face was a little swollen at this point, and the smile seemed vivid.

This old thing is really weird, if it weren't for the fact that I think there is something wrong with this person, and I want to take it out to Qingzi quietly, I really want to abolish him here.

The old man smiled: "My stomach is finally more comfortable, let's go quickly, don't be caught and locked up again!" ”

I stared at him and sneered, "If you dare to mess around again, don't want your doglegs." ”

The old man's face changed, and he said, "Don't dare, don't dare." And he said, "I'm not a dog, hehe." ”

I didn't have the time to talk nonsense with him anymore, and I looked at everyone on the ground one by one, and there was no one alive. Just as he was about to leave, he heard a sound behind him, and when he looked back, he saw that the old thing was picking up the clothes and shoes and socks of a disciple of the burial sect, and put them on himself, and picked up a round hat from the ground, put it on his head, and wrapped it tightly.

Going all the way further, I saw some dead corpses one after another, including disciples of the Burial Sect, as well as members of the Heavenly Master Dao and Maoshan Sect. However, apart from these three parties, no one from any other sect has been seen. Presumably, the one who entered Tonggong this time should be the Heavenly Master Dao and the Maoshan faction joining forces.

After walking for a while, I faintly heard a human voice, and I immediately stopped. The old man Huang was on tiptoe when he walked, shrugged his shoulders, and walked quietly, but at this time he obviously noticed it, and suddenly stopped in the middle of the corridor and glanced at me.

I waved my hand and listened carefully for a while, then I lightened my pace and continued on my way. After walking dozens of steps and turning a few corners, the scene in front of him became a little familiar, and his heart moved, knowing that the main hall of Tonggong should be in front of him.

At this time, the voice became clearer and clearer.

Only one person said: "No matter how stubborn you are, don't blame us for being rude!" Listening to this voice, it was extremely familiar, and after a little thought, I immediately heard that it was the Heavenly Master Dao that Master Li.

I thought to myself, it was him. Listening to his tone, it seemed that the burial gate and others had been besieged by them. This is really too strange, although the Heavenly Master Dao and the Maoshan faction have joined forces, it is indeed extremely powerful, but this is a burial gate, not to mention the others, that is, with the Feng sect master alone, I am afraid that no one from the two factions of the Heavenly Master Dao and Maoshan will be able to deal with it.

Just listen to one person: "A bunch of shameless people, where do you come from so much nonsense." "It was a woman, and her voice was cold and unfamiliar.

Immediately afterwards, I heard several people shouting: "Kill if you want to, despicable villain!" ”

I listened for a while, winked at the old man, and continued to sneak forward. There happened to be a few stone beasts more than two people tall in front of them, so they hid in the past and hid behind the stone beasts.

I saw two people lying next to me, a man and a woman, dressed in black and white, dressed as a disciple of the funeral door, very young, about ten years old. The foreheads of the two were covered with dried blood, their eyes were wide open, and they were still holding an iron rod in their arms.

The iron rod is round in the middle, but the two ends are square, and the middle of the iron rod is densely engraved with the scriptures of the past life, which is the sacrificial stick of the burial door, and this pair of young men and women must be a pair of priests at the burial door.

I felt gloomy for a while, and I lifted the fetal breath meridian to minimize the breath around my body, and then looked at the old man Huang, shrunk aside and looked around, but the breath around my body was also constricted, weak and imperceptible.

Hiding behind the stone beast, he looked into the hall and saw a bunch of people in the hall. The black and white costumes of the disciples of the burial door were extremely conspicuous, and there were about a dozen people, lying or sitting, located in the center of the main hall. Surrounded by Maoshan and the Heavenly Master Daomen, the people of the burial gate surrounded them.

I looked carefully for a while, and I saw the figure of the old man among the disciples of the burial sect. The old man, with gray hair, sat down on the ground, surrounded by several disciples of the Burial Sect, his eyes were slightly closed, his face was as pale as paper, but his lips were tinged with iron blue, obviously he had been severely injured.

After a closer look, he didn't see the Feng sect master, nor the shadow of the blue-faced fox and Zhao Chunfeng, even the old Meng and the Wang family. I couldn't help but secretly wonder, thinking where all these people went, no wonder Tonggong was broken by the Daomen, it turned out that only the old man was guarding the house.

A woman dressed in white clothes from the funeral gate stood beside the old man Xiu, her shoulders were stained with blood, but her expression was not moving, and she sneered: "You Daomen secretly sneaked into my Tong Palace and killed my disciples of the burial gate, this revenge is not shared!" "Listen to the voice, it should be the female voice I heard before.

I listened to the voice of Uncle Li: "This is a bit unfair, and many of my Daomen disciples have also died at your hands. ”

I followed the prestige, and I saw that Master Li was standing in a group of Heavenly Master Daomen, and beside him was the taciturn Master Zhao.

Looking further to Maoshan Mountain, I saw that the leader was a stocky man, frowning and looking at the situation in the field. This is another acquaintance, the Yang Yi I had seen in Maoshan before. I have a good impression of this person, but I didn't expect it to be him this time. There was also a middle-aged man with a white face standing next to him, who looked a little impression that he should be Yang Yi's junior brother.

I was a little skeptical, and I didn't know what had happened outside of my days in prison. This has always been the Dao Gate and the Burial Gate, at least on the bright side, the well water should not interfere with the river water, how could the Heavenly Master Dao and the Maoshan faction suddenly join forces to enter the Tong Palace. Where did Sect Master Feng's gang go, they didn't even want the old nest.