"You say, a Dan Infant Jiuzhong killed Wang Yongbiao?"

"That's right! Sect Master, it's true, if I hadn't run fast, I would have been caught by him! ”

Inside the grand underground palace.

The tall figure sat on a leather chair in the hall, with his back to the hundreds of armored generals behind him.

The handful of beards knelt on the ground, trembling with sincere fear:

"A soldier saw with his own eyes that the man cut off the head of the Great Dharma Protector with a single sword!"

The figure with his back to everyone was silent for a moment, and suddenly sneered:

"Gourd head, then let me ask you, what is this?!"

As soon as the words fell, a cloud of black gas struck, directly on the head of the gourd.

In an instant, the strange wind of "woo" was everywhere, and his entire face was peeled off, but he didn't even dare to make a sound, just suppressed a low roar.

The dough that had been slapped a few times by Xue Chen floated into the air, and it burst into wisps of golden light, which quickly dissipated!

"Ahh The villain should be damned, the villain didn't know that he was cursed on his body, little..."

"Useless stuff."

The plea for mercy stopped abruptly, and his entire body "buzzed", turning into a wisp of black smoke and dissipating invisibly.

"This spell has some origins, and it has only now been discovered.

The few strongholds this guy has been to must have been figured out by that man.

Maybe my Demon Cult base camp is already known to it, you go and solve this matter. ”

"Subordinates obey."

A tall, thin figure bowed over his waist and clenched his fists, and quickly turned to leave.

"Master."

Someone below bowed down to speak.

"Say."

"Recently, in several major cities and counties in Miaozhou, there have been branches of mysterious organizations, and their strength is even more vaguely comparable to that of my Nether Demon Sect."

"Oh?"

The man was busy again:

"Its power seems to be called the Valley of Hundred Flowers, and the valley owner is even more lustful.

He often sent people to kidnap young women from good families, and did many evils and bad deeds. ”

"Vaguely confronting my Nether Demon Cult?"

The man above said in a solemn tone:

"Since it won't threaten the dominance of my Demon Sect, let's make friends and do what they like first.

Prepare 3,000 young children, 28.....

In addition, the and young women all gave them to the valley master of the Hundred Flowers Valley to see what he said. ”

"Yes, sect leader, my subordinates will do it."

......

Luoying City has gone deep into Miaozhou.

When the sun was blazing, birds flew by, and they quickly ran into the old trees on the side of the road to escape the heat.

The sound of cicadas does not stop for a moment.

Under the banyan tree, the skin shook the ground and hurt, as if he was also trembling with it.

There are a lot of pedestrians on the road.

Because, today is the big bazaar in Luoying City, there are countless merchants, pedestrians, and there is an endless stream.

There are many vendors who make food, old people who sell sugar gourds, medical halls, teahouses, and restaurants.

A man was dressed in gray linen clothes and a straw hat that just covered his face.

Holding a long sword that happened to be wrapped in cloth, he walked silently with his head bowed.

It was Xue Chen.

Pretending to let a handful of mustaches go, in fact, he had already made a mark on him that day.

In order to find out his whereabouts, so as to find the main base of the Demon Cult.

It's a pity that now the marker has been broken.

Xue Chen could only gather clues based on a few small strongholds he had found earlier.

In Luoying City, in Miaozhou, there is a stronghold.

Xue Chen stopped in front of a three-story restaurant, and saw three large gilded characters written on the plaque:

"Mei Xiang Lou".

Immediately in front of the door, a woman with heavy makeup greeted her.

After Xue Chen entered, he said something directly to the harrier, and was immediately invited up to the third floor and into one of the private rooms.

He withdrew two or three glamorous women who sang and played the piano, took off his straw hat, and changed his face.

A middle-aged man with sharp eyes and a face as stiff as a knife and an axe.

He sat in front of the window on the second floor and drank tea silently, overlooking the scenery in front of him, the clouds were light and the wind was light.

After a while, the wooden door in the private room opened.

A person walked out from behind the landscape screen and sat down opposite Xue Chen.

"Hard, the black stone is in the kiln, bullshit."

The white fat shopkeeper on the opposite side looked solemn and said in a low voice.

"Huh??"

Seeing that the other party did not speak, the shopkeeper said:

"Incision, code."

The thin middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and the white fat man said again:

"Three stooges."

“？ The smell is all the same. ”

The white fat shopkeeper exhaled, became kind, and smiled: "Yes, yes." ”

Xue Chen: "?? ”

The white fat man said again:

"It's all locked in the backyard, this is the brand, I'll take you to inspect the goods later, I'll let the little guy...."

The white fat man didn't wait to finish speaking, Xue Chen's sword light slashed, clean and neat.

Both arms fell, and blood poured out, and a large amount of blood sprang out.

Before he could react, one of his legs was removed again, and Xue Chen grabbed the shopkeeper's neck, making him speechless and convulsing.

"How many more locations like this?"

Those cold eyes nailed him fiercely, and the white fat shopkeeper seemed to see the devil.

His face was extremely hideous, and he gasped intermittently:

"Fifteen, there are fifteen more in Luoying City, you leave me alive, I'll tell you..."

Suddenly, Xue Chen put away his sword without warning and got up.

The shopkeeper's entire head was crooked into two in a strange way, and his expression was still stuck in the last second.

"I don't need you, I'll inspect the goods myself."

Xue Chen patted his shirt, for this kind of demon sect lackeys who mutilated living beings, killing them would not cause any fluctuations for him.

He looked at the token in the shopkeeper's hand, and a few words were printed on it, "Vice President of the Three Nether Vice-Presidents".

Turning over the back, it was the word "Netherworld".

This clue was obtained by him by killing a four-fold president of the Dan Infant Quadruple.

This Meixiang Pavilion is also a secret stronghold of the Demon Sect, specializing in storing various resources.

The reason why he came here was that he heard that there were many women of good families who were imprisoned here.

Forced to open.

Decorate the façade.

Recently, it seems that some of them will be given away.

Out of the private room, Xue Chen came to the backyard, his eyes swept away, and dozens of small servants fell to the ground in an instant.

Pushing open the mahogany door, Xue Chen's divine sense sensed that some people were concentrated inside.

He followed the sense and walked inside, through several corridors, to a stone door.

There was a groove on it, and when he pressed the token in his hand, the stone door burst open.

Xue Chen walked in and saw dozens of disheveled women, with jade bodies and beautiful scenery.

They lay unconscious in a shabby, dark stone room.

"Dog offal."

Xue Chen scolded secretly and continued to walk forward.

Inside is another secret room, he concocted it in the same way, using the token to open it, and the scene inside made his face even colder.

One by one, the young girls who were arrested in cages or a few years old, and the slightly older ones were only twenty-eight years old, but they were naked and locked up.

Seeing him coming, dozens of cages made a 'rustling' sound,

The girls inside all cowered, trembling or looking at the stranger in fear.

As soon as Xue Chen drew his sword, the movement in the cage was even louder, and many of them began to cry.

He sighed, still raising his sword in his hand, and slashed at the chains in the cage.

But before the sword fell, the black shadow came silently, and slashed at Xue Chen with a swing of the knife.