"Even so, so what. Bai Zicheng said indifferently.

Mo Bing'er looked at Bai Zicheng's back in a daze, and lost her mind for a moment.

There were rumors in the Mo family that the valley was imprisoned by dangerous people who had gone mad, so every day at midnight there would be bursts of creepy wails in the valley, and the screams would be even more terrible every time the moon was full.

Those Mo disciples listened every day, every month and every month, and the more they listened, the more scared they became, and there have always been a large number of Mo masters guarding the valley, and over time, such rumors flowed.

Now, it seems, the answer is on the horizon.

Those terrible cries were the wails that Bai Zicheng couldn't bear the torture of the blood curse, if ordinary people could have gone crazy in this kind of pain early, but Bai Zicheng, as the heir of the Bai family, was extremely powerful.

Twenty years is like a day, but this daily pain can only be borne alone.

The speed of the god refining cultivator was very fast, and from a distance, Lin Yun and Mo Bing'er could already see a lonely city standing in the desert, and the two big characters "Iris" were engraved on the head of the lonely city.

"This is the world-famous ghost town of Iris, no wonder ......" Lin Yun stood upright on the ice giant palm and sighed faintly, it seems that Jian Er has found Yu Jinyao, and Yu Jinyao has nowhere to live, so he has to take refuge in this ghost city.

"Iris?" Mo Bing'er knew very little about the things on the mainland, and she was puzzled when she heard this.

Lin Yun explained to her: "I heard that a thousand years ago, a ruthless person set up a peerless killing array in this city to cultivate evil skills, and slaughtered the people of the whole city. Later, the souls of the people in the city turned into ghosts, turning the nearby generation into a dead land. ”

Bai Zicheng sneered and said: "That's just a legend, the real reason is that there are seven peerless evil cultivators living here, forming the only force that can compete with Tianji Hall, the Evil Palace." The seven evil cultivators in the evil palace are all moody, and over time, ordinary people naturally dare not approach this city. ”

"How come I've never heard of such seven people on the mainland?" Lin Yun asked with a frown.

Bai Zicheng paused and said: "At your current level, you can't get in touch with the real masters on the continent at all, many of the existing masters have long been in seclusion, cultivating hard in order to break through the realm of the anti-void land immortals, and those seven people were also closed to life and death ten years ago." ”

Seeing that the topic of the other two was getting farther and farther away, Mo Bing'er hurriedly interrupted the two and said, "Why are Jian Er and Sister Jinyao here?"

Bai Zicheng shook his head: "I don't know." Since the seven killing gods of the Evil Palace were closed, this place has become a gathering place for the evil ways of the whole continent, and the situation is extremely complicated. ”

"Shall we go in then?" Lin Yun said.

Bai Zicheng rolled his eyes and snorted coldly: "Of course." But don't say what you shouldn't say after you go in, and this little girl should also cover her face, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble. ”

"Got it. Lin Yun nodded hurriedly, and Mo Bing'er also took out the white veil as Bai Zicheng said, covering her pretty face.

"Let's go. The atmosphere of slaughter spread, and Bai Zicheng began to cherish words like gold, leading Lin Yun and Mo Bing'er straight into the city.

Compared with the rest of the cities where people come and go, the city of Iris is like a dead city, even if there are pedestrians in twos and threes, they are all covered with black shirts, and try not to face the rest of the people.

"It's still like this. Bai Zicheng smiled, couldn't help touching his nose, listening to the meaning of his words, it was obviously not the first time he had come to this city.

"Senior, where should we find them?" Feeling that there were a few primordial spirits in the shadows sweeping towards Mo Bing'er, Lin Yun quietly leaned in the direction of Mo Bing'er, and secretly urged the soul suppression bell to isolate those primordial gods.

"Evil Palace. Bai Zicheng dropped two words, and his footsteps suddenly became faster.

Although the evil palace is called a "palace" by everyone, it does not look like a "palace".

"Huh?" Bai Zicheng sighed in surprise, "Why isn't there a half-figure near this evil palace?"

Legend has it that the Evil Palace is a supreme magic weapon, a magic weapon that can enhance cultivation, so although this is the retreat place of the seven killing gods, there are still many outlaws who come in an endless stream to climb the tower to break through.

For cultivators who practice evil skills, cultivation is more important than life, as long as they can get strong strength, it is enough to pay any price.

Over the past hundred years, many evil cultivators have gained great power in the tower, and they have used this to make waves, and there are still many of them rampant on the mainland.

As a result, the vicinity of the evil tower is often overcrowded, but now it is uncharacteristically empty and I don't know why.

When the distance was closer, Lin Yun saw a familiar figure sitting in front of the tower, and then he suddenly realized.

It was a square-faced monk with a thick face, except for the robe that looked a little newer, the rest of the clothes were covered with dense holes, large and small, if it weren't for the clean face, I'm afraid no one would recognize his identity.

"Master Shantideva!" Lin Yun was surprised and delighted, surprised that there was no Jian Er and Yu Jinyao in front of the tower, and was happy that since Master Shantideva was here, presumably Jian Er should not be in danger.

Shantideva turned around when he heard this, and when he saw Lin Yun, the sadness on his face subsided slightly, and he said, "Amitabha." It turned out to be Lin Jushi, I haven't seen him for many days, and I can't imagine that Lin Jushi's meritorious power has been refined to this point, which is really gratifying. ”

Lin Yun waved his hand and hurriedly asked, "Master, how did you end up here?"

Shantideva clasped his hands together, and with a little anger on his face, he said, "The poor monk was invited by King Yiqi to protect the new 'Jade Princess', and I didn't want the poor monk to protect him well, so the 'Jade Princess' was murdered and looted into the tower. ”

At this time, Lin Yun noticed a hint of redness between Shantideva's eyebrows, presumably he had been injured while fighting with the God of Killing.

"The god killing industry has released rumors, whoever can break through the evil palace will hand over Yu Jinyao to whom, Bai Shizhu has broken into the tower six times, all of which ended in failure......"

Before the words fell, Kenji suddenly screamed out of the window of the third floor of the "Evil Palace" tower, and fell to the ground dying.

"Amitabha. The poor monk said that the white donor had broken into the tower seven times, all of which had failed. Shantideva corrected his words, reached out and gently stroked Kenji's forehead, introducing the blood-red air flow between Kenji's eyebrows into his body.

Jian Er exhaled a breath and was about to speak, but suddenly saw Bai Zicheng standing beside him with his hands in his hand, and he didn't bother to thank Master Shantideva at the moment, and killed Bai Zicheng with his sword.

"Don't!" Mo Bing'er was the first to block in front of Jian Er, and the long whip suddenly swept out, blocking Jian Er's long sword.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Yun hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Jian Er, and sighed, "Jian Er, you promised me." ”

Jian Er's breathing was obviously a little shorter, and after being silent for a long time, he finally retracted the long sword into the scabbard and glared at Bai Zicheng fiercely.

The father and son are like carved out of a mold, and their tempers are almost identical. Bai Zicheng also stared at Jian Er without giving way.

"Bai Zicheng, for Lin Yun's sake today, I will let you go first. Jian Er turned his head, as if he couldn't suppress his own anger just by looking at Bai Zicheng.

Bai Zicheng sneered when he heard this: "Just rely on the method used by your three-legged cat's primordial spirit?"

The sword was placed on the hilt of the sword again, and he said coldly, "Okay, you must not run away." ”

Bai Zicheng spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, and continued to taunt: "Do you know that Yu Jinyao is ......?"

"Senior!" Lin Yun suddenly interrupted Bai Zicheng's words, now Jian Er's emotions were already a little out of control, it was really not appropriate to make Jian Er suffer a bigger blow, otherwise the consequences would be really unimaginable.

Jian Er didn't understand the key, and asked even more reluctantly, "What did you say?"

Bai Zicheng slapped a palm at Jian Er and shouted: "Yu Jinyao is your half-sister, you brute, I'm phew!"

Jian Eryi sword scattered the palm wind, staggered under his feet, couldn't help but take two steps back, his eyebrows couldn't help trembling, he raised his long sword and pointed at Bai Zicheng from afar, and said in disbelief: "No, no, how is this possible?"

Bai Zicheng's face was determined, and when he saw Jian Er's reaction, he also sighed, and said, "Blame me for not telling you in advance, now, alas, ......"

There was another long sigh, and the helplessness was beyond words.

"No, no......" As Lin Yun expected, the sword second-hand middle and long sword fell to the ground abruptly, and he himself knelt on the ground with his head in his hands, and the whole person had fallen into a state of complete collapse.

"Senior, you're going too far!" Lin Yun felt sorry for Jian Er, and hurriedly stepped forward to hold him, and then turned his head and blamed Bai Zicheng.

As the so-called tiger poison does not eat children, Bai Zicheng does this, isn't he going to destroy Jian Er?

Among the few people present, only Mo Bing'er could somewhat understand Bai Zicheng's intentions, but she was also choked up at this time, and she couldn't say half a sentence.

"Get out!" Kenji suddenly shouted, the long sword was automatically ingested into his hand, and with a sudden wave of his arm, the blade suddenly spun around his body.

And Lin Yun, who was close to his left, hurriedly retreated, originally there was a gap between his strength and Jian Er, and it was almost impossible to dodge Jian Er's sword at such a close distance, but now he did it.

Kenji's momentum has begun to decline, rapidly declining.

Monk Zhou Tian's cultivation was based on his state of mind, and now Jian Er's state of mind was no longer harmonious, and his realm would naturally decline.

"Kenji, calm down, maybe there's some misunderstanding in it. Lin Yun said urgently.

Bai Zicheng sneered and waved his hand, and said, "Misunderstanding, what misunderstanding can there be?" That's the case, if you don't believe it, just ask Kong Mao's kid, Ayu chose me back then, not Kong Mao, and not King Yiqi!"

"Are you crazy?" Lin Yun said hatefully, and the Sunset Shadow Sword suddenly flew out of his left wrist and slashed towards Bai Zicheng from a distance.

Bai Zicheng glanced at Lin Yun, stretched out his hand and flicked his fingers, and the Sunset Shadow Sword shook violently, and then let out a wail and flew back into Lin Yun's hand.

At this moment, a large figure suddenly passed in the distance!