The overall shape of the dungeon is very strange, like a wine bottle with a crooked neck, the mouth of the bottle facing the sky, the neck of the bottle bent diagonally downward, and the bottle lying horizontally on the ground.

At this time, several people who were in a coma had already woken up one after another, and after listening to Su Mu's account of what had happened, they were all shocked, especially Wei Fuzi, who couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth when he looked at the half-cut nine-ring knife stuck on Xiao Youran's shoulder.

Song Yiting also woke up, realizing that her body was tied, her cultivation was forbidden, and her mouth was also gagged, so she hurriedly struggled a few times, but found that she couldn't move at all, and she couldn't make a sound if she wanted to call, so she had to bow her head silently, thinking about a way to get out in her heart.

Xiao leisurely briefly described the general situation of the dungeon to everyone, and after the division of labor was properly arranged, he jumped into the mouth of the bottle first, and Su Mu, Su Yi, and Wang Qi followed, leaving only the most seriously injured Wei Fuzi to guard the wind outside, and guard Song Yiting......

"The spiritual platform is shattered, the sea of consciousness is shattered, the cultivation is lost, the sanity is lost, what a ruthless method!"

Not far from the resentment pool, an old man in gray with a blank face muttered to himself,

"Hmm... Turning a Divine Mind into a Blade and Cutting Straight into the Sea, such a domineering move! Which Heaven Rank Master in the Underworld has this soul skill? Could it be ......?"

After pondering for a moment, the old man expanded the scope of the divine thoughts released again, and when he sensed the position of Song Yiting, who was being taken out of the gag socks by Wei Fuzi, the corners of his mouth sank slightly, and he took a step forward with a cold snort, and the figure had disappeared from the place.

"What do you mean?"

Song Yiting looked at Wei Fuzi who threw away her socks and began to help her untie the chains again.

"I ...... And my family, I can't afford to offend the Song family, and I don't want to offend, wait until you take me to leave together, and you can erase my memory today after you go out, as for the grievances between you, I don't want to participate. ”

Wei Fuzi said while unraveling it, but he didn't know what method Xiao Youran used to tie the knot, and it was extremely strong, and it took a long time to untie a small half.

"Aren't you afraid to let go of me, I'll kill you?"

Song Yiting's face was cold, and there seemed to be a cold glint in her eyes.

"Whatever you want, as long as you don't embarrass my family, you can do whatever you want. ”

Wei Fuzi knew that there was not much left of Shouyuan, although he smiled leisurely and said that he could make up for it, but he didn't have much hope, and he was already pessimistic about life and death, but he couldn't help but think about his family.

His own qualifications are mediocre, nearly half a hundred years old, he has only been able to be a five-star until now, his wife died early, his children are ordinary people, his young grandson is only ten years old, and most of his income depends on his own income.

If you can save your life this time, even if you laugh and wait for blame in the future, it will be better than offending the Song family, and if you die here, as long as you keep your family safe, even if you have a hard time, you will die without regrets.

"Okay, I promise you, after you leave...... Grandpa?!don't!"

Song Yiting nodded slightly after hearing this, and was about to answer, when her face suddenly changed, and she exclaimed.

But although she stopped it loudly, how could she be faster than the old man in gray's move, and wanted to push Wei Fuzi away, but her hands and feet were not untied, so she could only watch the invisible big hand that the old man conjured up, grabbed Wei Fuzi and grabbed it fiercely......

"Ting'er, softened?"

This gray-clothed old man is Song Yiting and Song Qian's grandfather, Song Hui's biological father, the great elder of the Song family, Song Zhe!

With the divine thought of his heaven-level cultivation, even the conversation between the two was not missing a word, how could he not know the reason, but still made a move at this moment, how could Song Yiting not understand his intentions, so he could only sigh softly.

"No, it's just that I promised to keep his family safe, and I hope grandpa can agree!"

Song Zhe waved his hand, the chains that bound her broke inch by inch, Song Yiting got up and tidied up a little, and then saluted him respectfully.

"Those who achieve great things are not informal, you ...... Alas, that's it, you are!"

Song Zhe wanted to reprimand him, but seeing that his eyes were slightly sad, he had to shake his head.

After listening to Song Yiting tell what happened, Song Zhe frowned slightly, and wondered in his heart, where did this smile come from, the Song family didn't have the slightest information, just the yellow rank could compete with the Xuan rank, and it could also crack the resentful bone phantom array, and it was really a little incredible.

As for Du Jing's beheading, Song Yiting was in a coma at the time and had never seen it with her own eyes, if it was said that she was laughing leisurely, don't say that Song Zhe didn't believe it, even she herself felt ridiculous, and she didn't see anyone else here, which is really incomprehensible.

"Grandpa, they're inside, help me kill that shameless dog thief!"

Song Yiting remembered the humiliation of being laughed at leisurely, the hatred in her heart was indescribable, and she was urging Song Zhe to enter the dungeon, when she suddenly saw his face change slightly, waved his hand slightly, and looked at the edge of the giant pit with solemn eyes.

"Let's go~!"

The layout of this place has been broken, the matter has been revealed, and Song Zhe noticed that there are powerful cultivation fluctuations approaching from a distance, presumably the person who killed Du Jing went and returned, and the plan has not yet succeeded, so it is not appropriate to expose himself at this time.

With a wave of his sleeves, he took Du Jing into his hand before taking him, grabbed Song Yiting's arm again, and took a step, and several people were immediately nowhere to be seen, leaving only his body seriously deformed, and Wei Fuzi, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, collapsed to the ground.

After a few breaths, a figure suddenly appeared where several people had stayed before, leaned over to check the situation of Wei Fuzi, and glanced at the resentful dungeon again......

If he was smiling here, even if the person was extremely fast and didn't see his face, he could know that he was Bai Wuchang Xie Bi'an by probing with his divine thoughts, and as for why he appeared here, no one really knew.

"Huh?"

And Xiao Youran, who had entered the depths of the dungeon at this moment, suddenly noticed that someone was probing this place with a divine thought, although he only took it back after a little contact, but his keen perception told him that this person's cultivation was extraordinary, and it was by no means comparable to Du Jing and others.

"What, what's going on?"

Su Mu, who was following him, asked softly, but Su Yi and Wang Qi didn't know where to go.

"It's nothing, you go east now, and extinguish the bone lamp fifty feet away. ”

Seeing that Xiao Youran just frowned, he immediately returned to normal and arranged his actions in a loud voice, Su Mu nodded and turned to leave.

"Who is it who is using divine thoughts to probe here, the Great Elder of the Song Family? But how can he retreat at the touch of a button, it's really strange!"

Although Xiao Youran was a little puzzled, he didn't take it to heart, even if the eldest elder of the Song family was in person, he was not afraid of the second senior brother, anyway, if he didn't come to find him, he would have to find him sooner or later.

For the "accidental killing" of Du Lao, Xiao Youran has already blamed the Song family, if they hadn't done a lot of things, how could they have fallen into this troubled water, killed for nothing, and caused a commotion?

Besides, since they decided to help the Su family brothers and sisters, they naturally had to help thoroughly, the so-called sending the Buddha to the west, Xiao Youran didn't want to do things in a hurry, and when the Song family came to find trouble in the future, instead of passively defending, it was better to take the initiative to attack.

Half an hour later, the three people who had been sent out had all returned, and according to Xiao Youran's instructions, the seven bone lamps in the dungeon arranged according to the eight doors were extinguished one by one, and gathered in front of the last lamp at the death door.

When Xiao leisurely poured the last few drops of black blood drawn from Du Lao's body into the bone lamp in front of him, the faint green flame that was burning suddenly soared, and after a few breaths, it suddenly went out, and in the roar, an altar rose from the ground......