These children are all dressed in Xuantian Sect costumes. He has a bun on his head and a little vermilion in the center of his eyebrows.

Sit cross-legged and meditate.

Needles could be heard in the main hall.

After fascinating the children, the two entered the main hall.

In the middle of the main hall is enshrined the statue of the founder of Xuantian Sect, and the incense smoke is filled in front of the statue.

This Xuanguang Treasure Hall is extremely luxuriously decorated, and when you enter the door, you will give people a sense of resplendent and solemn grandeur.

The two walked around the main hall, and apart from these golden boys and girls, there was no breath of anyone else.

So where is the sect master who is in retreat in the Xuanguang Palace?

Time was pressing, and the two searched every inch of the hall, but they couldn't find the mechanism to open the dark room.

In the end, Feng Xiaoqiang stopped his gaze on the statue of the founding patriarch of Xuantian Sect. Both of them searched everywhere, but the statue did not look closely.

But to Feng Xiaoqiang's disappointment, no suspicious places were found on the statue.

Could it be that the place where Ling Batian retreats is not in the Xuanguang Palace?

Feng Xiaoqiang frowned slightly, and couldn't help but feel a little anxious in his heart.

At this time, Yi Shuihan suddenly said: "We still have a place that we haven't checked." ”

Feng Xiaoqiang followed his gaze. He was looking at the portrait of the founding patriarch at this time.

Right?

The nose, eyes, mouth, ears, and even the back of the head on that portrait have been carefully examined, and nothing can be loosened.

Yi Shuihan saw that she still hadn't turned the corner, so he had to prompt again: "Overhead." ”

Feng Xiaoqiang suddenly realized.

Indeed, they had seen everywhere, but they had ignored the top of their heads.

She flew to her feet, looking down from above, and soon noticed a black chess piece in the middle of the statue's head.

The black pieces are smooth and bright, with obvious signs of wear. Apparently caused by frequent touching.

Feng Xiaoqiang pressed down hard, and the smooth floor in front of the statue suddenly separated from the middle to the sides, revealing a three-foot square hole. There was a faint light coming through the hole.

Feng Xiaoqiang just thought about it. Yi Shuihan stood in front of her: "I'm in front, if you find danger, exit immediately." ”

Feng Xiaoqiang was a little moved.

Although she hasn't figured out Yi Shuihan's true purpose for approaching her, Yi Shuihan has been acting as a taciturn thug all the way. So she was embarrassed to maliciously guess his kind behavior.

The two of them walked down the stairs one after the other.

I walked about twenty steps to the bottom of the passage. The passage is not long, and there is a door ten meters in front of it where the pearl of the night is inlaid with it.

The two walked over.

Yi Shuihan pressed on a circular bulge on the left side of the door.

The door opened silently. A rancid smell greeted me, making it disgusting.

But what was inside made the two ignore the disgusting feeling.

The dark room was about the size of three rooms, and was filled with the bones of young children and bodies that had not yet decomposed.

An old-fashioned man with goosebumps, unrecognizable, was pressing his palms on the top of the heads of two children, a man and a woman.

Wisps of white gas were sucked out of the bodies of the two children and into his open mouths.

Maybe another person doesn't know what that wisp of white qi is, but for Feng Xiaoqiang, who cultivates soul power, it's not too familiar.

The old man absorbs the soul of a child.

The inexplicable anger in Feng Xiaoqiang's heart rushed up all at once. The mutilation of innocent and weak children is a heinous act of losing conscience and committing the most heinous crimes. Such a person deserves eighteen levels of hell.

Feng Xiaoqiang unceremoniously rewarded him with two soul blades.

In fact, when Feng Xiaoqiang and the others opened the entrance to the dark room, Ling Batian noticed that a stranger had broken in.

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