"Ahem......"

The swarthy stone wall was clinging to his back, and a cold and biting chill swirled between his muscles and bones, and when he came to his senses, the monk surnamed Zhang didn't hold back after all, and after coughing several times in a row, he rubbed his temples with faint pain and opened his eyes with difficulty. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The surrounding light was extremely dim, only a few moonstones were inlaid on the opposite rock wall, exuding a soft halo, and within the line of sight, there were several monks dressed in the costumes of the disciples of the Yuqing Sect lying on the ground, although the breath was still there, but all of them had their eyes closed, obviously still unconscious.

After looking around, the monk surnamed Zhang lowered his eyelids a little tiredly, and sighed with a complicated expression.

Before, in that extremely vast cave, when these peak Qi refining cultivators saw the rickety old man leaving, leaving only the handsome young man to attack him, they still wanted to fight desperately in order to find a way to survive.

As a result, what they never expected was that after the handsome young man sacrificed the green lantern in his hand, the circle of green lanterns that was originally quietly placed on the ground turned out to be summoned, and countless green flames swept out of it, almost breaking through all their defenses at a devastating speed.

But I don't know what the reason is, after being wrapped in the green flame, the people of the Yuqing Sect were not damaged, but they collapsed to the ground one after another like cut wheat, and the monk surnamed Zhang supported the green flame for a while because of the superb defensive magic weapon, but in the end it was noticed by the handsome young man, and after snorting coldly, his mind lost consciousness in a chaotic manner, and when he woke up again, it had become the situation he is now.

"This is not the place where the previous battle was made, it seems that we were all transferred to another cave by the other party, but I don't know where this cave is, could it be the place where the hole above it leads to?"

There was not a single figure in the Blood Demon Altar quietly around, the monk surnamed Zhang groaned slightly, exhaled deeply, the exercises in his body were running, and after trying for a while, he shook his head dejectedly, and the back of his head was pressed towards the cold rock wall, revealing a bit of despair.

"The meridians are really sealed, and you can't use mana, and the other party really doesn't leak......"

Although he had expected it a little, after really seeing the results, the monk surnamed Zhang still had some difficulty accepting the current reality.

The Yuqing Sect has always been known as the three major factions of Jixian Mansion together with the Thousand Machine Sect and Baiyun Valley, and its strength is stable over the other two factions, and it is faintly the leader. As a disciple of such a righteous sect, the monk surnamed Zhang has always been proud of this, and he has never taken the rest of the nearby immortal cultivation world in his eyes.

This time, because he wanted to apply to go out to deal with the family business, he took on such a seemingly extremely simple assignment task, and when he saw that the sect had sent a foundation building monk like Long Yan and more than a dozen fellow cultivators who were not weak in cultivation, in addition to himself, he still had a feeling of killing chickens with a knife.

Now after some twists and turns, the three fellow disciples died tragically, Long Yan was captured, and the rest of the brothers and sisters, including himself, were imprisoned here and couldn't move, where was this result that he could have predicted before?

After smiling miserably, the monk surnamed Zhang closed his eyes, intending to fall asleep and no longer pay attention to everything in the outside world, after all, judging from the current situation, the Blood Demon Altar would not spare their lives no matter what, it was better to end it sooner.

However, the reality often backfires, and the monk surnamed Zhang just closed his eyes for a while, and a sound of footsteps came from far and near, and after a while, he stopped not far away, and a young man's voice also sounded faintly: "Wake up, don't pretend to be stupid when you wake up, get up." ”

Helplessly opened his eyes, raised his eyes, and the one who appeared in front of him was the handsome young man with extremely strong strength, his face was a little ugly at the moment, and his gaze at him was extremely cold, as if he was looking at an ant, and behind the handsome young man, he followed the burly man in a black robe, bowing his head slightly and not saying a word.

"It seems that the Yuqing Sect is not all waste, under the Netherworld Blue Flame, the two of you can still wake up so early, but it is a little impressive for this king. The handsome young man's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze fell on the face of the monk surnamed Zhang, and he said coldly.

"Two?"

The monk surnamed Zhang was stunned, and a wave of doubt just rose in his heart, that is, he saw Han Feiyu on the edge of the diagonal rock wall slowly opened his eyes at this moment, sat up straight, and when he saw himself looking, he also showed a wry smile, indicating that he could not do anything.

I see......

There was still some stuffiness in his chest, and after the monk surnamed Zhang coughed, he slowly raised his head, looked at the handsome young man a little weakly, and said, "You...... What kind of person are you, dare to make a move against the disciples of the Yuqing Sect in the Jixian Mansion, aren't you afraid that the elders in our sect will come to you......"

"Who am I, do I need to talk to a dying person?" the handsome young man glanced at him indifferently and said calmly, "Besides, you are all in my hands right now, and you can't even run out of this hill, can you still expect a monk from the Yuqing Sect to save you?"

"This ......"

The monk surnamed Zhang gritted his teeth, seemingly a little unwilling, but he had to admit that what the other party said did make some sense. The Yuqing Mountain Range is hundreds of miles away from here, and his group has all fallen, even if the remaining people in the Taiqing Taoist Temple find out that something is wrong, it will take at least a few days to find a rescue, and with so much time in between, he doesn't believe that the Blood Demon Altar will be stupid enough to continue to delay here.

"Although the Great Zhou has countless jurisdictions, there is only one family surnamed Ji in the royal family, since the predecessors claim to be this king, could it be the first family in the Great Zhou Immortal Cultivation Realm, the son of the Ji family?" And just when the monk surnamed Zhang lost his mind, Han Feiyu on the other side said so after his eyes flashed slightly.

The handsome young man's eyebrows furrowed slightly, he looked back at Han Feiyu, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, but then he shook his head slightly indifferently, and said lightly: "Between the real Ji family and the royal family, there are two different things, you guess that this king is a royal family, but the words of the Ji family can't be climbed down." ”

After saying this, he seemed to lose interest in talking, his eyes swept lazily over the disciples of the Yuqing Sect who were lying on the ground, and then he seemed to notice something, frowned slightly, looked at the burly man and said, "What, it's been an hour, hasn't that kid been found yet?"

"Young Master, the old slave has asked the black wolf and them to lead people to search, but so far, they have not been able to find it in the cave. The burly man lowered his head slightly, hesitated for a while, and said so respectfully.