"Nine Doors Token?" Nanyan was slightly puzzled.

"Those who hold the Nine Gates Token can enter the Nine Gates Secret Realm," Fu Rushou smiled mysteriously, "That place can be said to be closely related to the development of the sect." ”

"Thank you, Confucian, for your doubts." Nanyan thanked him slowly.

"Hey, you don't have to be so polite, you and I are in the same way, what you have is what I get, and everything should be." He smiled elegantly, but his voice was free.

Gong Jue raised his head, "It's going to start, this time the realm belongs to the Nine Gates, the people here are not simple, seeing blood is a common thing, you have to be careful everywhere here." ”

It is a somewhat deserted city, and the gates are cracked, and you can feel the oppressive atmosphere when you enter it.

As soon as the three of them entered, the momentum that was about to explode instantly rose.

Nanyan noticed that the people in the city did not cultivate, but they had their own cultivation system.

Bloodlust and killing are the norm, and the black and red traces on the ground pave the way, and you don't have to guess to know that it has been stacked for too long.

The bloody and thick tip of the nose was a little suffocating, and Gong Jue's expression was calm and a little vigilant and vigilant.

Perhaps discussing and watching, the three of them arrived safely at an inn.

The banner of the inn was bright red and eye-catching, with two large black letters written on it, so that those who came in could see it at a glance.

The black buildings and pointed roofs rise like a sharp sword, trying to plunge into the sky.

The touch that came from the depths of his soul made Nanyan see the other side, which was a realm polluted by extraterritorial heavenly demons.

Bloodlust is their instinct, and the killing and thirst for blood make them lose their human side.

This clearly told Nanyan that once she fails, the whole world will fall into the same fate as this world.

The roar began as they entered the inn, and the severed limbs were scattered, and the victorious ones picked up and ran.

Fu Rushou's voice sounded in his ears, "This is their way of cultivating, eating their own kind." ”

"How many guests are going to eat or stay at the hotel?" Greedy, with eager eyes, stared at them presumptuously.

Gong Jue opened his mouth casually, and his tone was as indifferent as a knife, "Live in the hotel." As his words fell, blood flowed from Xiao Er's eyes.

In an instant, the atmosphere became tense, and many people were about to move to look at the bloody eyes of the shopkeeper, and the thirst in their eyes made people tremble.

But they also consciously looked away, otherwise they might end up in the same fate as him, and they were greedy and spared their lives.

Xiao Er came over silently and took his place, as soon as they went up, the rest of the guests flocked to the inn, but they tacitly did not do anything at the inn.

"This realm is similar to the few times we have encountered it before, it is all this kind of cultivation method of eating the same kind." Their expressions remained unchanged, apparently treating this place as a place of training.

Nanyan nodded slightly, this place was full of depression, and the air was full of irritability and grief.

That person, who is hiding in the body, Nanyan lowered her eyes, and a mole on her wrist was too obvious, as if she was swaggering to tell her that it was this person.

So, whether it was or not, she tapped her fingers, as if in deep thought.

The day of coming here seems to end in peace.

As night fell, Nanyan slowly opened his eyes and pinched the person who appeared next to the bed with an expressionless face.

She directly waved her hand and threw the corpse into the ground, and as the sound of chewing sounded, Nanyan stood by the window, looking indifferently at the scene in front of her.

Everyone here has no soul and is more of a man-made monster than a human.

You don't have to guess who eats their souls.

"Knock knock." There was a knock on the door.

Nanyan opened the door, "We must leave immediately." ”

It was Fu Rushou who came in, and his expression was rare and solemn, "They are obviously rioting, at this time, even if we are already at the peak, we can't resist their restraint." ”

"People here, restraining cultivators?" Nanyan asked rhetorically.

Gong Jue had already hurried over, "At night, they specially restrained the cultivators, and it was too late, so go." ”

Nanyan quickly flew out of the inn following their footsteps.

There was a frenzied bloody breath behind him, and the sound of tapping and tapping pursuits was endless.

Suddenly, Fu Ru, who was the leader, turned around, and a rope flew out of his hand, and he was trapped towards Nanyan at a rapid speed.

Nan Yan smiled, her always cold gaze revealed a little indifference at this time, she raised her hand, and under Fu Rushou's sneering gaze, she caught the bundle of immortal ropes.

Fu Rushou's face changed slightly, "How can you ......?"

Nanyan pulled out the long sword at his waist, and a sword came up from the sky, and the soft sword fell into his pupils like a thin mang.

With a subtle voice that penetrated into the flesh, Fu Rushou's expression cracked, revealing his original face.

"Brook Spring." Nanyan pulled out his soft sword and pronounced two words with a calm expression.

Keiquan's eyes widened, "How did you recognize it?" She spoke, word for word.

"The smell on your body is too dirty." She smiled slightly, "You're her puppet?" ”

"Uh, uh......" Xiquan held out his hand, his eyes fading.

As she dissipated, the fake purple-clothed marquis beside her also turned into ashes.

The smell of blood behind him became stronger and stronger, Nanyan turned around, and the huge long sword stood in the air, slashing head-on.

A sword fell, killing and wounding countless people, and the people behind stopped in an instant, the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood blocked their way, and then the crazy people poured into it, eating it wantonly.

Nanyan turned to leave, the soft sword still around his waist.

Blood spat out, and the man hidden in the shadows spat out a mouthful of blood, "The puppet is wasted." "The voice was fierce, and the man or woman was unknown.

Nanyan's teammates are nowhere to be found, so they can only explore this place one by one, trying to find enemies and colleagues.

She walked a few laps and didn't meet a single immortal monarch until she met Yuling who was besieged in the next city.

As soon as Yuling saw her, her expression suddenly became happy, "Fuhua Daoyou save me!" I have a nine-door token in my hand, and I will exchange this with you. ”

In a hurry, Yuling threw it directly, Nanyan reached out to take it, and the mysterious power of the stars let her know that the token was real.

Putting away the token, she raised her sword to save people, and when it was safe, Nanyan asked. "The cultivation of Daoist friends is not like this."

Yuling smiled bitterly, her face was obviously a lot paler, "After getting the Nine Gate Token, I was besieged by the three Emperors, and I finally repelled them and fled, and I met this group of guys." ”

Her voice changed, "By the way, you're alone." ”

Nan Yan was a little helpless between his eyebrows, "I was separated from them, and I didn't see anyone as soon as I entered." ”

"The Immortal Monarchs here can't kill each other, but they will die at the hands of the Origin Realm people." She pulled her lips helplessly, "That's why they didn't kill me, but they also hurt me, just for the sake of the fisherman's profit." ”

Yuling is indeed charming, even so, she is still beautiful and incomprehensible, with an unconscious charm in her words and deeds.