Mo Chen was a little unable to understand He Shuofei's decision, and the removal of the guards undoubtedly increased the chances of the evil cultivator escaping.

But destroying the altar in the dungeon was the most important thing at the moment, so Mo Chen didn't bother to think about it.

The crowd continued to walk towards the inside of the temple, under a statue of the thousand-armed Guanyin Buddha, through the entrance of the tunnel under the futon, and began to explore the underground palace.

He Xulian, who led the way, whispered while holding the fire bead forward.

"Speaking of which, the sacrifice of this dungeon has no effect at all, and the blood sprayed around it looks like a group of crazy people are indiscriminately sacrificing blood. ”

Mochen also felt that there was something strange here.

It was not that he had never been to the underground palace of the evil cultivator, but whenever he approached the previous dungeons, the Illusory Yang Realm Treasure in the sea of knowledge would make a vibrating sound to remind him.

But this time, even if they had already walked into the cellar and penetrated so deep into the scope of the dungeon, the Illusory Sun Realm Treasure still did not move.

This is obviously somewhat unusual.

Thinking of this, Mo Chen slowly changed the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow from his back to his waist, so that he would be faster when drawing his sword and more calmly dealing with danger.

Everyone walked down the dark tunnel, through several tattered hollows in the middle, and after walking for more than a dozen breaths, they soon arrived at an oval-shaped spacious underground palace.

The whole underground palace is about the same size as the temple above, surrounded by several empty inner rooms, in the middle there is a white bone altar, the top of the altar is very simple standing an iron drill, on the iron rod there is a naked blonde woman, pierced from her lower body, pierced out of her mouth, and has been nailed to the ground, becoming a human stake.

"Vomit ......"

He Ruoyan, as a pampered eldest lady, had never seen such a bloody and cruel scene, and immediately half-knelt on the ground and retched.

And He Dushu on the side was not much better, he closed his eyes tightly at this time, and his complexion, which was already lacking in qi and blood, was already frightened at this time.

Mo Chen and Xuanyuan Wenying ignored the two of them, looked to the side, and found that there was a cauldron placed next to the blonde woman.

The pot was boiling blood, and from time to time there were white bones and human heads and skeletons tumbling up from the water, and there was a faint smoke wafting out from the bottom of the pot, which seemed to be the most ordinary charcoal fire.

Mo Chen frowned and glanced at the simple ghost paintings on the stone walls around him, as well as the messy strings of twisted symbols under his feet.

"There is no problem, there is no remnant of the Void, under the perception of the Illusory Yang Realm Treasure, only a very faint, almost negligible power of the Void floats in the air, but it is impossible to find out where it comes from. ”

He pondered carefully in his heart, and the people walked around this underground palace again and again, and their brows were almost condensed together.

But no matter where he goes, the power of the void will always be so thin.

"What's the problem, where is the source of the power of the void?"

He was very depressed here, and he always had a bad feeling.

Mo Chen looked at the few people present.

Xuanyuan Wenying has been following behind him, He Ruoyan is still retching on the side, He Dushu is also staying in the corner and can't bear to look at the white bone altar, and He Shuofei, as the head of the family, is very calm.

Calm?

"Alright, let's go. He Shuofei shook his hand and signaled that there was nothing to do here.

"Understood!" He Xulian hurriedly replied, turned around and walked out of the passage.

"Brother Inkdust. He Shuofei slowly walked towards Mochen: "You see that there is no vision here, it is better to ......"

"Bang!"

Halfway through He Shuofei's words, Mo Chen suddenly burst out of his sword, and a pillar of thunder bloomed and burst, shaking the entire underground palace non-stop!

The fire burned in the dungeon, a large amount of smoke swept away, and between the roars, the thunder burst into the sky, and the entire dungeon was full of rocks and rubble, and the huge ground was split by the ink dust with a sword, crisscrossing like a spider's web.

Everyone was frightened by Mo Chen's move.

But Mo Chen didn't make any next move, staring at the center of the flame in front of him.

"You actually killed someone from my He family!? You pariahs are provoking the majesty of my He family! Do you think you can be invincible in the world with some shabby tricks? Do you believe it or not, I asked someone to chop off your hand!" He Ruoyan was shocked and angry, and when she opened her mouth, she scolded loudly, and her long-term life as a young lady made her not realize that Mo Chen only needed to move her fingers if she wanted to kill her.

Her mind was full of irrepressible anger now, and she couldn't tolerate a young man from a criminal family who dared to offend someone from the He family.

Not even for those who have split up.

Mo Chen ignored this, he stretched out his hand and gave Xuanyuan Wenying a gentle push, causing his figure to retreat to the edge of the dungeon.

"Mochen?" Xuanyuan Wenying was also puzzled by Mochen's actions just now, but she didn't continue, but looked at the center of Lieyan in horror.

It was originally the place where He Shuofei was standing, but at this time, it turned into a middle-aged man with a slightly thin figure and a pale face.

The man's face was exactly the same as He Shuofei's, but Mo Chen knew that this person was definitely not He Shuofei, at least this momentum was definitely not something He Shuofei could exert.

"Who is Your Excellency?What is the purpose of pretending to be He Shuofei?" Mo Chen didn't say any nonsense like threats.

Since the other party deliberately brought them here and dared to design traps, it can be seen that they have already investigated their strength and background, and it is in vain to say anything more.

The middle-aged man's long coat was constantly fluttering by the strong wind, but no matter how fierce the flames were, they still couldn't burn an inch of fabric on his body.

"Do you know that you are about to come to a catastrophe?" he opened his mouth, in a standard tone of contempt, a tone of regret, obviously a person of noble status.

"Catastrophe is coming? If you want me to be in trouble, at least you have to show some real skills. Mo Chen sneered. "Instead of talking like you do now. ”

"Have self-confidence. The middle-aged man slowly showed a playful smile, and on his pale face, a pair of eyes seemed to be full of compassion and compassion at any time, but at the center of his eyebrows, there were lines of a hideous scorpion.

"You choose, do you honestly tell me the location of the Divine Son's Fa Transformation, and then be killed by me, or would you rather die than obey, and after being tortured to death by me little by little, you will directly search for your soul?" The man slowly stretched out his right palm, and a little purple in the palm of his palm loomed, like a small tornado rotating at high speed, in which the electric light shone, and the shape was like a purple wind ball.

"Don't be ashamed!!" Mo Chen also raised his hand, and the palm of his hand was scorching with the Great Sun Source Fire, and the power that overflowed was no weaker than the purple wind ball.

He had already understood the level of the other party, at least the level of the Divine Realm.

Obviously, the original He Shuofei didn't know when he had been dropped, although the body was still He Shuofei's body, but the soul in the body had become this middle-aged man.