Seeing that Murong Bai couldn't wait, Murong Hou's eyes showed a ruthless appearance, which disappeared in an instant, and he turned into a respectful and polite junior disciple again, groped for a moment from his arms, and took out the key of the thousand catties of iron rope given by the master.

The key of fine iron, more than three inches, the shape of a ghost head is chiseled on the handle of the key, which is daunting... As the spoon shape came into his eyes, Murong Bai's eyes became unfazed, and he finally showed a bit of fanaticism, and his dirty chest under his ragged clothes couldn't help but rise and fall rapidly...

Murong Hou, who had already seen everything in his eyes, naturally would not be stupid enough to exchange this thing for Murong Bai's promise, or play tricks on him, knowing that since the master chose to release Murong Bai, the time in the valley must have come to use him, and he looked at it for a while, and finally handed the key of the iron rope in his hand to the hands of the two brothers who were trembling on the side.

"Let's go, you two will personally untie it for Senior Brother Bai."

Although the two of them were afraid in their hearts, after all, they had to follow the order, hesitated and looked, only to see that Murong Bai's eyes had no distractions, and they only looked at the key in their hands fixedly, and glanced at each other.

Although they were only a few feet apart, the two of them walked extremely hard, and every time they stepped on the next step, the soles of their boots trampled on the ripples caused by the red, exuding a strong bloody aura, which made the two of them panic, and even more because of the strange smile on Murong Bai's dirty face that was rumored to be a pipa bone, which made people's scalps tingle.

"White... Senior Brother Bai..." trembling and handing over the key in his hand, he waited to meet Murong Bai's cold eyes, only then did he remember that he had already been hooked by the pipa bone, and the two of them hurriedly apologized again and again, temporarily suppressed their fear, and walked to the side, wanting to open the shackles for him.

After some searching, I finally found a small square hole on the hook of fine iron that hooked the pipa bone, and compared it slightly, it was in line with the key of the ghost head in my hand... Swallowing saliva to relieve some tension in his chest, the senior brother trembled and inserted the ghost head spoon into the hole, and twisted it gently...

"Click-" The sound of the interlocking mechanism echoed for a long time in the silent sea of blood, almost scaring the two of them into loosening their palms, and the ghost head key fell into the sea of blood on the ground. Xiushu.com

"White... Senior Brother Bai, bear with me."

Seeing that the hook claw had been released with the twisting of the mechanism, the two of them were busy stabilizing their palms and appeasing Murong Bai, who was silent, and seeing that the other party only trembled slightly when the hook was released, but after a while, it returned to normal, and the two did not dare to delay any longer, holding the fine iron pipa hook...

With the internal force, he finally took off the hook and claw on the pipa bone, and was about to hold the ghost head key to continue to untie the chains trapped in Murong Bai's body, but saw him hang his head, his shoulders trembled, and the two of them saw this, and said that his hand was too heavy, which made him feel unbearable pain, and he was about to open his mouth to appease one or two, but when he saw that dirty face, he slowly lifted up...

The sea of blood is filthy and the ghosts and gods scream, and the infernal prison is ragged and laughing.

Laughing madly, and then growing stronger, until he laughed wildly, causing the Infernal Prison to tremble and shake, as if the ground was moving... Not only that, but the sea of blood under the feet of the two of them seems to be churning in this laughter, like boiling water...

Intense and bloody, straight into the nasal cavity, as if the previous pungent nose was vomiting, this time accompanied by a crazy laugh, the two of them seemed to be in a sea of blood...

Frightened, he hurriedly looked back, but saw Senior Brother Hou, who was behind him, and at some point, he quietly withdrew from Zhangyu and arrived at the rock wall of Infernal Prison.

Seeing this scene, the sense of foreboding in the hearts of the two became stronger, and the senior brother noticed that something was wrong first, and was about to retreat, but when he heard the laughter, he stopped suddenly, and without looking back, he felt a surging force hit his chest.

flew out upside down and slammed straight into the top of the Infernal Prison Rock Wall, but after all, this person was also a disciple of Feng Lingzhong, even if the qi and blood in his chest were churning, he still had strong internal strength, performed light skills, and finally stabilized his body when he fell, but the surging power of Shicai was very strong, stirring his internal breath and making him dizzy.

The color of the sea of blood, the reflection of the fire, and the disgusting smell boiling under his feet made this person's eyes blur, and he could not see the scene of the endless prison, but the screams in his ears made him panic.

"Hair... It happened... What's up... Senior Brother Hou! White... Senior Brother Bai!" Nervously opened his mouth, but he didn't get the slightest response, only

There is a heart-rending sound, the sound of biting the flesh and skin does not stop in the ears, and the eyes are blurred, which makes his heart even more chaotic...

After a while, he finally stopped the feeling of dizziness, and everything in front of him gradually became clearer.

The Tianjiao in the mouth of the disciple in the valley, the amazing and brilliant senior brother Murong Bai, clasped the junior brother to the death, and pounced on his neck like a beast... Under his ragged back, he couldn't see his junior brother's expression, but when his trembling eyes moved to his junior brother's dangling and twitching feet, he found that the blood had already flowed down the stream, merging with the red under his feet into a sea of blood...

The red-robed senior brother was stunned and stood still, not coming back to his senses for a long time, so he could think calmly and carefully, and he could detect why Murong Hou would bring the two senior brothers with him if there was only one person.

The former Tianjiao has now become a monster who drinks blood, wantonly enjoying the pleasure of blood entering his throat, as if only this fishy sweetness and warmth can dissolve the violent breath in his body... As the blood entered his throat, Murong Bai's dirty face, like a withered face, gradually showed his radiance, and the red-robed junior disciple also decayed rapidly over time, like dead wood, and finally only the skeleton of skin and bones remained... xь.

Ruthlessly throwing off, the sound of the human skin skeleton touching the ground, finally made the red-robed senior brother come back to his senses, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that the eyes that were red from bloodlust were looking at him ruthlessly, and then he suddenly realized that he was already his next target.

I saw that Murong Bai moved his limbs, which had been trapped for many years and had lost strength, at this time, feeling the true qi that had returned to his body, clenching his fists slightly, and the sea of blood on the ground seemed to be sensitive, and invisible ripples appeared...

The red-robed senior brother who realized it later, only then did he think of running for his life at this moment, and just wanted to use light skills to escape, but a figure flashed in front of him, blocking the way.

"Senior brother, weren't you outside the Infernal Prison, and you asked me why my master sent me here, what is the errand... Now you've seen it..." Murong Hou's cold voice came into his ears, as if it had become a life-seeking hook and sickle in the Infernal Prison.

How could the red-robed senior brother be willing to appoint, especially the terrifying appearance of Murong Bai who had sucked the essence and blood of the junior brother had not yet dispersed, and roared, attacking the person who had led him into the endless abyss...

Despite the ferocity of his fists, Murong Hou had no intention of avoiding it, he just stood with his hands in his hands, quietly looking at his distorted face in the blink of an eye...

After a few breaths, he didn't hear the wind of the fist, only the sound of blood dripping down the sea of red blood under the Infernal Prison, Murong Hou still didn't move for half a minute, his eyes were calm, and he fell on the fist that was only an inch away from his cheek.

Also still, there is also the person who swings his fist, his body is condensed, still maintaining the posture of swinging his fist, the expression on his face has long been frozen, and his eyes full of anger reveal endless decadence, gradually full of unwillingness and horror... Lowering his head slightly, I saw that the steel hook claw went deep into the ribs and stuck into the ribs, and the blood was gushing out...

"Thick... Brother... For the sake of the brothers... For the sake of one... To give... Give me a pain... Happy..."The red-robed senior brother knew that he could not escape the recent catastrophe, so he strengthened his last strength and pleaded with Murong Hou in front of him, but under his powerlessness, he was already like a mosquito...

Even though there was silence in the Infernal Prison, Murong Hou's internal strength was deep, so he naturally heard the pleading voice of his junior brother, and his eyes couldn't help but flash a little hesitation.

"Whoa-" Just as he was thinking for a moment, the sound of the fine steel rope sounded, and Murong Hou raised his eyes to see that Murong Bai at the far end was obviously impatient, pulling the end of the hook and claw, and dragging the red-robed senior brother away...

Seeing that Murong Hou was indifferent, the red-robed senior brother didn't want to repeat the mistakes of his junior brother, so he barely raised the last trace of strength, and wanted to commit suicide with a wave of his palm, but before he raised his palm, he heard Murong Bai's ghostly sneer behind him...

Even a ruthless person like Murong Hou couldn't bear to see such a scene of sucking flesh and blood, and turned his head sideways, waiting for the tea to be done, and only after hearing the sound of dry flesh and bones falling to the ground did he turn back.

"Master's gift, the apprentice accepted it." A gleam appeared in Murong Bai's eyes, and a red glow appeared in his pupils.

Seeing such eyes, Murong Hou couldn't help but panic, and pretended to be calm and spoke: "Senior Brother Bai has already obtained the skills of these two people, and he has recovered a lot, Senior Sister Qing..."

Hearing Murong Qing's name, Murong Bai's eyes were slightly gone, he raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips, lowered his head slightly, and looked at his own body

With a cold snort, the palm of his hand spread downward, and a pair of stainless steel pipa hooks suddenly sensed and flew into his palm, and the tail end was still connected to the iron cable nailed into the rock wall of the Infernal Prison.

With the double hook into his palm, Murong Bai only pulled it slightly, and the iron cable that went deep into the rock wall was suddenly pulled out by the roots, bringing out the gravel of the rock wall, flying and wrapping around his arm.

"The grievances between you and me, let's settle them later, where is Qing'er now." Murong Bai's cold voice was full of concern, resounding in the Infernal Prison.

Murong Hou had already come for this, and when he heard the question, he immediately replied: "Xudu Mountain, outside the Lost Soul Palace..."

Before the words fell, Murong Bai raised his head and died, the spiraling steps, like a ladder to the sky, for him, he had been trapped in the Infernal Prison for many years, and he had long been looking forward to this day, especially the beautiful shadow, haunting his mind, for a long time... Thinking about it together, how can I take care of a lot, no matter what Murong Hou is beside him, he steps into the sea of red blood, and his body rises up. Xiushu.com

The dome on the Murong Valley, although it is not the real bright blue sky, but for Murong Bai who is trapped in the prison, it is enough, looking up greedily and breathing the fragrance of the earth that does not smell of blood, enjoying the light of the morning sun that has risen, and in less than a moment, his eyes are slightly sideways, looking at the top of the Lotus Mountain,

Under the cover of clouds and mist, the temple on the top of the mountain did not show its true face.

Weighing the stainless steel pipa hook in his hand, the hatred in Murong Bai's eyes gradually rose, but the meaning of the battle hidden in the Xudu Mountain made Murong Bai endure the thoughts of going up the mountain, and turned his anger into a faint sentence.

"Since Qing'er needs my help, the apprentice will be the master's horse again..."

When the word "pawn" came out, there was no longer a ragged figure holding a double hook outside the prison, only a swift leap towards the lotus rope bridge, and an eager back with a double hook on the pipa...

Above the clouds, a person with a red mask covering his cheeks, standing on the top of the mountain, hanging beside the cliff, staring at everything below, like a heavenly immortal watching everything in the world, happy and angry, even if the clouds and mist are blocked and impenetrable, but her eyes seem to be able to look through the clouds and mist, looking directly at everything below.

It seemed that he had seen the scene of Murong Bai rushing to Xudu Mountain, retracted his gaze, and when he turned around, he had already raised his hand and took off the mask covering his cheeks, revealing a face that was enough to charm all beings, although he was no longer young, but he was also beautiful enough, and his eyes looked at the hanging cliff, on the stone bed, and the blue-robed body was lying quietly on it.

"Feng Ling, these two people, but they are rare talents in the world, with them trying the soul locking robe and the method of seizing the house, but they ended up with one person becoming a puppet and one person falling into a demon, this time if what Lu Remnant said is right, capture that person, you can come back to life..."

"I wanted to go there in person, but I was worried that you would be lonely... I thought that the sword ten parties would spare no effort for the prescription in Feng Ling, but unexpectedly, this sword Lingyun's first disciple was only a straw bag... But don't worry, now that Lian'er and Bai'er are out, plus Chu'er, he can't escape..."

"It seems that the method of offering a thousand souls has been obtained, and wait patiently for me for a while..." When the voice fell, the figure had disappeared, and when it reappeared, it had already appeared in the main hall on the top of the Lotus Mountain, and walked out calmly, until it was next to the burrow in the mountain, and stopped its figure.

At this moment, in the room, the true qi is surging, and through the window lattice, you can see the Jin envoy Lu Remnant, performing the remnant dream skill, and pulling the master of the ink gate into the dream... No one knows how this Murong Valley Lord persuaded Lu Yan, but from the death aura that faintly appeared on the face of this Jin envoy, it was clear that he had left his life and death behind and was determined to help Murong Valley Lord do that rebellious thing.

Looking at the man in black clothes on the couch at this moment, his face was painful, as if he was in a nightmare, but for a moment, he couldn't resist the power of the remnant dream, and muttered.

"The ancestor is above, and the ruler is incompetent, so he can't glorify the ink gate, but he can only clean the portal, in case the ruler Qianjian and others will tarnish the name of the ink man..."

Hearing this, Lu Yan, who was showing a dead face, suddenly opened his eyes, and his face showed joy, which then disappeared, and he hurriedly whispered a few words, which reached the ears of the man in black clothes.

"The method of a thousand souls needs to be killed by a thousand people at the same time, and there must be no difference of an hour before and after, otherwise this method will be difficult to achieve, and then the person who is taken away wears a soul lock robe, and feeds it into the mouth of the person who has taken away the house, but the person behind him needs an internal force, silently reciting the fragment of the heart formula, exerting his true qi as a guide, and passing it into the soul lock robe, and then using the spirit beast's spirit,

If the power of thousands of souls is the same note, it will be successful..." Xu is heart conflicted, although only a few words, the man in the strong shirt said extremely difficult, and in the end, his face was hideous.

Lu Remnant, who forcibly performed the remnant dream skill again, was bleeding from his mouth and nose at this time, and his face was already lifeless.