"That life card, but Mu Sanniang?"

The boy's voice was not loud, and he couldn't hear any special emotions.

When everyone heard this name, some people looked stunned, and some people looked puzzled.

Obviously, not everyone knows Mu Sanniang.

However, the young man standing outside the hall had all heard of it, and even talked to him.

That is the current sect master's personal inheritance, and it is also the most famous junior disciple of Tianxuan Peak.

Chen An.

In the hall, the old man in charge of the life card nodded.

"That's right, it's Mu Sanniang."

He took out the life card that belonged to Mu Sanniang and put it on the table.

The life card is intact, symbolizing that the girl has no worries about life at the moment.

Immediately afterwards, the old man exerted his spiritual power and poured it into the life card.

The life card shows a tiny red dot, which represents the specific position of the girl now.

It was indeed the seventh layer of the Hell indeed.

There was another red dot next to her, very close to her.

It's none other than the wind to loose!

The most important thing is that the red dot, which represents the loose direction of the wind, is no longer flashing at this time.

And the other life card on the table was covered with cracks like spider webs.

"Could it be that Senior Brother Feng and Namu Sanniang encountered danger together, and then accidentally lost their lives in order to protect her?"

Someone couldn't help but speculate out loud.

But soon, it was refuted by others.

"If it's really as you said, then why is it that even Senior Brother Feng is in danger of dying, but she can be as safe as ever?"

"Besides, what kind of danger is it that they can't even activate the life card?"

The hints in these two sentences made everyone silent again.

Then, a suppressed roar of anger broke the silence.

The person who spoke out was Zuoyun Mountain, the lord of a peak.

He flicked his long sleeves and asked in a shocking voice, "What about your senior brother, where did he run and haven't come here yet?!"

A disciple who knew about it stepped forward and replied respectfully: "Master, Senior Brother was near the Hell at the time, and as soon as he received the news, he immediately received the life card and went in to save people first. ”

Hearing this, Zuo Yunshan's expression froze.

The beloved disciple died in such a vain, and now he is holding back a fire in his belly, and he has no place to vent.

finally found someone to question, but the result was almost to blame others.

He then turned his head and looked at the young man who had been standing outside the hall, feeling inexplicably irritable.

Zuo Yunshan snorted coldly, and after leaving a sentence, he immediately brushed his sleeves and left.

"I'm going to go to the Hell right now and see what's going on!"

"Stay here, don't move around."

The second disciple of his own family died at the door of his house in such an unknown way.

This sounds ridiculous.

What's more, it still happened in Shangxuanfeng, which has always been short-guarded.

Zuo Yunshan didn't lift this broken hall on the spot, he was already extremely restrained.

In the hall, all the disciples looked at me, and when I looked at you, they all looked sad and their eyebrows were solemn.

They held their breath and stared, and they didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of provoking the master who was angry.

Only the young man outside the hall moved his eyes slightly.

He looked at a sword shadow flying from the sky and said softly, "Lord Zuofeng, don't bother. ”

Zuo Yunshan was stunned for a moment, he paused, and looked at the young man together.

I saw the sword shadow slowly stop, revealing a burly young man with a resolute face.

It was Lu Ning, the senior brother of Shangxuanfeng who went to the hell to save people in advance, and he was also one of the top combat forces of the younger generation of Taixuanzong today.

Lu Ning's cultivation is superb, he successfully condensed the golden pill last year, entered the golden pill period, and has always been the leader of Shangxuanfeng.

At this moment, he frowned, as if he was deeply troubled by something.

A cold drink woke him up.

"Lu Ning, what about people?!"

Lu Ning was obviously in a trance, and he was suddenly frightened by a cold drink from his master.

He subconsciously replied, "People? Who? ”

Zuo Yunshan's face twitched fiercely, and he slapped over.

"I'm asking you about your junior brother?!"

Hearing the word junior brother, Lu Ning finally came back to his senses from that trance, his expression darkened, and he said in a low voice: "Senior brother Feng, he ...... He was gone. ”

Although he had known the answer for a long time, saying it from Lu Ning's mouth at this moment still made the peak master's expression a little moved.

There are so many disciples in Shangxuan Peak, who doesn't know that the peak master is the most favored by Feng Xiangsong?

This is the apprentice he brought into the sect with his own hands and brought up with one hand!

If he died because of the Demon Removal Guard, then that's it, but the place where he fell was his hometown!

Zuo Yunshan's eyes almost burst into flames, and he roared angrily: "If you want to see people in life and see corpses in death, then why didn't you even bring back Song'er's corpse?!" ”

"What the hell is going on?! What the hell is going on in the hell! ”

Yuanying Zhenjun's roar resounded in the sky above the entire Shangxuan Peak.

The leaked spiritual power spread out in all directions, shaking the creatures for hundreds of miles around them violently, and they fled in all directions.

All the disciples present cast their eyes one after another.

They also want to know.

What happened in that hell?

……

Hell, the seventh floor.

In that endless corridor, the battle continues.

Although the man's hard strength and realm are far superior to that of the girl, every movement is extremely stiff, as if he is controlling this body for the first time.

This is undoubtedly a good opportunity for Mu Sanniang.

After all, she has always had the advantage of being fast enough.

Swing the knife and dodge.

Swing the knife again, dodge again.

Until that thin knife, it had left countless cuts on the man's body.

It was like puss bursting, and dark green blood flowed from those wounds, emitting a foul smell.

But the man seemed to be painless and tireless, still wielding his sword qi one by one.

Mu Sanniang's hand holding the thin knife had already begun to tremble slightly because of the long chopping.

She stared at the strange man in front of her.

She was angry.

It's really angry.

The white dress on his body was given by his younger brother, but now there is a gap in the hem of the skirt.

Mu Sanniang felt so painful, this was even more uncomfortable than a direct knife on her.

Obviously she was already very careful, very careful.

This time, after staying in the hell for so long, she didn't let the white dress get stained with blood.

"So, you're really damned......"

The girl muttered, suddenly stopping.

She didn't choose to continue cutting flesh with a blunt knife, although that was an effective means of attack.

But she doesn't have that patience anymore.

From the thin knife she was holding, one restrained soul after another began to gush out.

They all had green fangs, their expressions distorted, and they let out a constant wail of pain as soon as they came out.

The girl's eyes lowered slightly, and without hesitation, she opened her thin lips.

As if knowing what she wanted to do, the spirits began to scream, screaming and fleeing, revealing indescribable fear.

But all the struggles were in vain after all.

(End of chapter)