"Now, let's settle the reckoning between us." Lin Beichen's eyes narrowed slightly, looked at the blood-clothed man in the cage and smiled coldly, and said, "Say, how do you want to die?" ”

At this moment, the man in blood was really afraid. Lin Beichen can trap him with a wave of his hand, which means that he has the ability to kill him.

"I'm the protector of the Bloody Cloth Sect! I have a fateful card in the sect, if you kill me, the Bloody Cloth Sect will also get the news as soon as possible, and you will not be able to escape the Bloody Cloth Sect's sphere of influence. ”

The blood-clothed man's voice trembled, trying to use threats to make Lin Beichen stop.

"Hehe, do you think I'm going to be scared?"

With a mocking look on his face, Lin Beichen slowly walked towards the trapped man in blood.

This secret realm space has been sealed by him, even if the blood-clothed man's life card in front of him is shattered, the blood-clothed sect only knows that this person is dead, but it can't know where he died.

What, then, is he afraid of?

The blood-clad man was silent, his face as dead as ashes as he had given up struggling.

But just as Lin Beichen was about to manipulate the aura of heaven and earth to shrink the cage, he smelled a strange fragrance coming from the blood-clothed man.

"Huh? Ambergris? Lin Beichen's brows furrowed slightly, and he blurted out, "Are you from Fengqilou?" ”

But as soon as the words came out, he felt that something was wrong, and changed his words: "What is the relationship between your Blood Cloth Sect and Fengqi Tower?" ”

Hearing this, the blood-clothed man's face was like ashes, and at this moment, a glimmer of hope rose, and he said tentatively: "You let me go first, I'll tell you." ”

"You don't have the qualifications to tell me the conditions." Lin Beichen sneered, his palms slowly closed, and the cage tightened.

"Ahh

The screams of the blood-clothed man resounded in this secret realm. Under the squeeze of the cage, his eyes were cracked, and beads of blood gradually seeped through the pores of his skin.

"Humph! To say it or not to say it! Lin Beichen snorted coldly.

"Ahh It's death to say it or not... Why do I say that! The blood-clothed man gritted his teeth and burst out of his mouth word by word.

Seeing this, Lin Beichen hesitated for a moment and slowly withdrew his palms.

Whether he kills this blood-clothed man or not has little impact on him, compared to him, he wants to know more about the relationship between the blood-clothed sect and Fengqilou.

The last time he left from Tongzhou Mansion, the three masked people who assassinated him were people who claimed to be Fengqilou, if the back of Fengqilou was the Bloody Cloth Sect, then he would have to be more careful, otherwise it would be very easy to fall into a passive situation.

And most importantly, and one he really wanted to know.

That's why Fengqilou collects people's souls.

With the withdrawal of Lin Beichen's palms, the cage that bound the blood-clothed man also disappeared in an instant.

"Whew... Call... Whew..."

The blood-clothed man didn't bother to wipe the beads of sweat that had slipped down his face at the moment, and knelt on his knees, panting heavily.

After the blood-clothed man recovered slightly, Lin Beichen said lightly and said, "You won, say it." ”

As if grasping a life-saving straw, the man in blood rolled his eyes and said, "You swear to the sky first, you can't kill me." ”

Lin Beichen's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a hint of danger in his eyes.

After swearing with four fingers to the sky, there was no trace of anger in his tone, and he spoke very indifferently, saying, "I promise not to kill you, just say it." ”

After seeing Lin Beichen swearing, the blood-clothed man secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then he spoke: "All the Fengqi Towers in the entire Xuanling Dynasty are actually secretly controlled by the Blood-clothed Sect. ”

"It's exactly what I thought it would."

Lin Beichen said secretly in his heart.

When he smelled ambergris from the blood-clothed man, he guessed that the back of Fengqilou was actually the Blood-clothed Sect, but he wasn't sure whether it was Fengqilou collecting souls or the Blood-clothed Sect collecting souls.

As far as he knew, the soul would only be used when the evil cultivator was cultivating, or when he was sacrificing some kind of evil magic weapon.

Lin Beichen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked, "Then what are you Blood Clothes Sect using to collect souls?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the blood-clothed man's pupils suddenly shrank, and he subconsciously shouted, "You know something!" ”

But in the next second, Lin Beichen's cold look made him regain his position.

His eyes were full of horror, and he said, "I can't say this, but anyone who knows about this matter, the Blood Cloak Sect will plant Gu worms in their bodies, and once I say it, the Gu worms in my body will devour all my internal organs." ”

Lin Beichen frowned slightly, his palm poked out, and the aura covered the blood-clothed man in an instant.

Not long after, a black Gu worm was wrapped in his aura, grabbed it from the blood-clothed man's mouth, and threw it on the ground.

Zizizizi!

The moment the Gu worm touched the ground, it corroded the ground into a large hole, and bursts of smoke suddenly rose.

"Hey, it's disgusting." When Ji Ziyue on the side saw this scene, her pretty face couldn't help but turn blue, and she couldn't help but turn around.

Lin Beichen flicked his fingers, and the Gu worm that was squirming slightly on the ground suddenly exploded into a cloud of blood mist, then looked at the man in blood, and said lightly: "Now you can say it." ”

The blood-clad man swallowed, his expression full of shock.

You must know that this Gu worm is under their Great Elder, and even the sect master in the sect cannot easily catch the Gu worm out of his body like Lin Beichen.

The young man in front of him was a hundred times more terrifying than their sect master!

"To say or not to say?" Lin Beichen's brows furrowed, and his expression was cold.

If it weren't for him trying to figure out these questions, he wouldn't even be in the mood to talk a word of nonsense to this blood-clad man.

"Tell me about it!" The blood-clothed man nodded again and again, and hurriedly spoke, "Three years ago, our sect master discovered a magic sword in a secret realm. ”

"Magic Sword?" Lin Beichen's heart sank, and he said, "Go on." ”

"However, the magic sword is in a sealed state." The blood-clothed man paused, glanced at Lin Beichen out of the corner of his eye, and said cautiously: "Our sect master knows a magic circle that can break the sealing state of this magic sword, but ......"

"Go on." Lin Beichen's tone was cold, as if he was a little impatient. This man in blood really hung his appetite three times and twice.

"But it takes the souls of ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine people who have just died." The blood-clothed man's voice trembled slightly, for fear that Lin Beichen would be angry with him.

Sure enough, as soon as his words fell, Lin Beichen's body suddenly erupted with a strong murderous aura.

"Bloody Cloth Sect, Bloody Cloth Sect, nearly a million lives just in exchange for a spiritual weapon, it's really damned!"

Lin Beichen's cold and bone-chilling killing intent stirred up in the secret realm.

Even if he wasn't a saint, he was still angry when he heard that a million innocent lives had been killed by a spiritual weapon.