In the dark cave, there is no daylight, no wind and rain, Yun Ziyuan looked left and right, looked carefully, did not see any entrances and exits, air vents, completely closed, it seems that this is just a huge cage isolated from the world.

And now, Yun Ziyuan is in this huge square, densely surrounded by many people, these people are either richly dressed, or coarse linen clothes and pants, all of them are different, but everyone present has an obvious commonality, that is, they are all very young, Yun Ziyuan swept around, and found several children younger than him.

"Shura Temple?"

Yun Ziyuan had never heard of this so-called Shura Hall before, and he knew nothing about it.

As if seeing that Yun Ziyuan really didn't know about the Shura Hall at all, two of the five people immediately shook their heads, lost interest in Yun Ziyuan, and shook their bodies and turned to leave.

Another person sneered a few times, and also turned to leave, but when he left, he didn't forget to reach out and drag Brother Zheng, who had a broken arm on the ground, and dragged a blood mark on the ground.

"Shura Palace, it's a bloody and exciting game, you'll know soon, haha!"

When this man left, he left behind a sentence, and every word in the words seemed to be soaked in thick blood and murderous aura.

Yun Ziyuan didn't know why, this was a feminine-looking man, exuding a piercing cold aura all over his body, showing his strong strength.

"Yin Jiu, Lingwu Nine Realm, the few people you killed should be his subordinates, so in fact, you have already offended him, and you have to be careful in the next few days. The woman wearing the ghost-faced wolf-tooth mask said, "But you are also in the Nine Realms of Lingwu, so you don't need to worry too much." ”

Yun Ziyuan was full of mushy now, and he didn't take that person to heart at all. Came to this Shura Hall inexplicably, killed a few people inexplicably, and offended a powerful person inexplicably, Yun Ziyuan was full of suspicions, and he didn't have the heart to care about that Yin Jiu at all.

"Shura Hall is a place where you need to help each other and support each other, and I hope to make friends with you. At this time, the last of the five lowered his body slightly, looked directly into Yun Ziyuan's eyes, and said seriously, his tone was very sincere, with just the right amount of tenderness and affinity.

Yun Ziyuan looked at the person in front of him, didn't speak, only thought in his heart: How can these people not talk well, is it difficult to tell what place this is?

This person is about twelve or thirteen years old, handsome, and his dark eyes seem to be born with a smile, which makes people want to be close, but because he didn't speak well, Yun Ziyuan is not interested in this at all, and he is very impatient.

"Leng Gaoyi, this kid is the first to speak, it's not your turn yet!" The woman wearing a ghost-faced wolf tooth mask stepped forward and stood between Yun Ziyuan and Leng Gaoyi, and said in a cold voice.

"Ghost Fang, why bother, just to make friends. Leng Gaoyi smiled, and didn't care, just turned his head to Yun Ziyuan and showed a smile, and said with a smile, "This kid is young, he is already a monk of the Nine Realms of Lingwu, and his talent is so high that he is not much taller than tens of thousands of people here here, such a person will definitely be a big man soaring above the Nine Heavens in the future, who wouldn't want to make friends?"

Ghost Fang snorted, pointed at the three people who had just left, and said, "Yin Jiu, don't they have this idea?"

"That's because they're short-sighted, besides, aren't you also planning the same as me?" Leng Gaoyi showed a brighter smile, pure and clean, warm as a spring breeze.

Ghost Fang was speechless for a while, and he didn't know how to refute it, so he couldn't help but hate the annoying smile on Leng Gaoyi's face.

......

While the two of them were arguing, Yun Ziyuan hugged his sword and turned around and left, he didn't seem to be involved, he just wanted to figure out what happened when he was cultivating in the Shenxiao Nine Heavens Tower, and how he came here.

"Dao Chief, does all this have anything to do with you? Did you send me here? What do you want to do?"

Yun Ziyuan muttered, wandering around this huge square aimlessly, and as Yun Ziyuan's footsteps walked by, the nearby crowd did not dare to come over, and they retreated one after another, not only in awe of Yun Ziyuan's strength, but also in fear of Yun Ziyuan's murderous cruelty.

Yun Ziyuan touched his nose, he didn't expect that he would make a name for himself here so quickly, although he had a reputation for murder and cruelty.

"Although I didn't mean to, I just couldn't control the sword qi in my body, but those people were indeed killed by me, and they died in a miserable state," Yun Ziyuan sighed and muttered, "I'm just afraid of this murderous and cruel name, I'm sure of it...... Well, what happened?"

Just when Yun Ziyuan sighed, the square suddenly trembled, and the entire dark cave seemed to tremble, falling countless falling rocks, like a drizzle.

With a bang, Yun Ziyuan saw that the surrounding crowd seemed to have been prepared, and quickly ran towards the edge of the square, Yun Ziyuan was stunned, and also ran to the edge with the crowd.

At this moment, a crack cracked in the center of the square, and suddenly parted, and a very tall and solemn palace rose from it.

At this time, the originally dark deep cave suddenly became brighter, only to see the flame at the top of the cave dry weight, colorful light ten thousand ways, starlight like rain, red snow colorful, cold light like electricity, flowing radiance, illuminating the cave clearly, magnificent light and strange, like day.

"This ...... Is it the Heavenly Palace?"

Yun Ziyuan looked at the rising palace in the center of the square and couldn't help but exclaim. In his eyes, this palace is clearly very similar to the previous corner of the heavenly palace floating above the clouds, the general walls are tall, the palaces are heavy, but the color is different, everywhere there are ink pillars and blood walls, blood tiles and ink bricks. And this palace is even more like life, emitting bursts of rumbling sounds, shaking the mountains and mountains, the sound is amazing, like a vicious beast.

"Welcome to the hall master!"

Suddenly, there was a mountain cry, which startled Yun Ziyuan, he glanced left and right, but saw that everyone in the square was kneeling on the ground at the moment, and buried their heads deeply between their arms very respectfully, sticking to the ground, not daring to raise it slightly.

As a result, Yun Ziyuan was the only one standing in the square at the moment.

"Hall Master?"

A woman who knelt down beside Yun Ziyuan saw through the reflection of the white jade tiles in the square that Yun Ziyuan did not kneel, but stood so straight and straight, and couldn't help but reach out and pull Yun Ziyuan's trouser legs, and said anxiously: "Kneel down, the hall master is here!"

"Hall Master, who is it?"

As if in response to Yun Ziyuan's question, he saw a pillar of light rush out of the Blood Ink Palace in an instant, and clusters of blood-red light flew around the pillar of light, and a powerful figure appeared in this pillar of light.

Yun Ziyuan stood proudly, looked up, and saw that the pillar of light gradually dispersed, revealing the tall and majestic figure of the person, wearing a hideous Shura mask on his face, a long silver hair spread over his shoulders, a black and shiny armor covering his body, and in addition to the armor, he also wore a blood-colored cloak that was longer than a person, I don't know what it was woven from, as thin as cicada wings, the light color was bright and abnormal, and there were many strange patterns on the thorns. He was surrounded by blood, and with a scythe stuck in his back, it glowed with a blood-like exuberant and crazy color, making him look like a killing god rising from a sea of hell's blood.

"God General?!"

The overall shape of this person gave Yun Ziyuan a familiar feeling, comparing it with the jade god general in his mind, Yun Ziyuan felt more familiar, and felt that this person was one of the legendary twelve god generals of Tianmen, but he didn't know which god general it was.

Bang! Bang......

This person who is suspected to be a god general steps in the air, and every time he takes a step, a blood lotus will appear under his feet, making a crisp sound in an inexplicable rhythm,

Yun Ziyuan's face was as usual, but the heart in his chest was also beating with this strange rhythm, he glanced left and right, and found that the ups and downs of everyone's chests were exactly the same, as if they were trampled on everyone's hearts by that figure.

"You, why don't you kneel?"

The man stepped on the blood lotus, and walked step by step to the sky above Yun Ziyuan, and asked indifferently.

Yun Ziyuan was shocked by his strong momentum, but he still stood on the ground with his sword, and said calmly: "I don't know who you are, nor where is this place, why should I kneel to you?"

Unexpectedly, the man listened to Yun Ziyuan's reply, not only did he not get angry, but he also did not teach a lesson, but explained to Yun Ziyuan very seriously: "I, one of the twelve divine generals of Tianmen, the Shura divine general in charge of the Shura Hall of Tianmen......"

The Shura god raised his cloak, and the sound spread throughout the square and reached everyone's ears, so deep that it could not be forgotten.

The Shura Divine General glanced at Yun Ziyuan again and continued: "Shura Palace, the genus of the Heavenly Gate, is the ...... of the Heavenly Gate."

Yun Ziyuan sighed secretly, and thought in his heart: "Sure enough, it's a god general...... Tianmen ...... Shura Temple...... Daoist Jingxuan, who are you?"

“...... Now, you can get on your knees!"

The Shura God General spoke very quickly, and he told the origin of the Shura Hall in three or two sentences, but Yun Ziyuan only thought about the origin and purpose of the Jingxuan Daoist in his heart, and left all the words of the Shura God General behind, and he couldn't remember anything at all.

At this moment, hearing that the Shura God was going to make himself kneel again, Yun Ziyuan was trying to find some excuse to see if he could fool the past, when the ghost tooth wearing the ghost face and wolf tooth mask quietly moved behind him at some point, and punched Yun Ziyuan's knees with two punches, forcibly making Yun Ziyuan kneel.

Yun Ziyuan almost fell to the ground, but he just put his hand on it, turned into a kneeling posture, turned his head and glared at the ghost fang, the moment the eyes of the two met, the ghost fang's voice floated into Yun Ziyuan's ears like a gossamer: "Don't think that the hall master is very talkative, let alone challenge the authority of the hall master, he can tolerate you once, and will never tolerate you a second time, if you want to live, kneel down obediently!"

Yun Ziyuan pouted angrily, turned his head, hum!