This person is covered in blood bubbles, with a strong figure and a strong breath, and looks like a life-seeking ghost walking between hell.

"Hehe..."

A faint sneer came from the mouth without time, with a sensation.

And beside him, the blood lines slowly rose up and spread throughout the hall.

In an instant, dead figures in the hall were wrapped in blood threads and turned into mummies.

"Ninety-one thousand people have died. My Nine-Level Spirit Tower has finally gone a step further at this moment!"

The man's voice was cold and terrifying.

The silk threads entered the man's body and finally melted onto a small tower above his head.

"Wuji Aotian!"

However, just as the man grinned excitedly, a figure suddenly appeared.

The visitor was wearing a white robe, and his breath was full of domineering feeling that rushed straight to the sky.

"Who are you?"

Seeing the visitor, Wuji Aotian looked cautious, his slightly pale cheeks were a little alert.

"who I am?"

The man in white smiled slightly, but said nothing, shook the long sword that was holding in front of his chest.

"Who are you……"

"Didn't you surrender to Mu Yun? How do you rely on the Nine-Level Spirit Tower to do these things now?" The man in white said slowly: "Then Yu Chengfeng has coerced you?"

"Of course, it's not about the old thing. It's just that I'm bound by the Nine-Level Spirit Tower. I can't separate myself from this tower in this life, so I became like this."

Wuji Aotian calmly said, "Who are you?"

The man in white still did not answer, but instead smiled and said, "Since that's the case, where is Yu Chengfeng? You'd better tell me!"

"Tell you?"

Wuji Aotian sneered, his figure flashed, and disappeared suddenly.

The next moment, Wuji Aotian's figure appeared beside the man in white and grabbed it with one hand.

Space movement, Golden Immortal Realm!

However, when Wuji Aotian appeared beside him, the man had a long sword in his hand, and he had not yet unsheathed it and pushed it out with one palm.

Bang……

A low bang sounded, and Wuji Aotian fell to the ground.

"Golden Immortal Realm? Not bad... From today on, you can follow me!"

The man in white said slowly: "It would be better for the old guy Yu Chengfeng to come out as soon as possible to see me, otherwise..."

The sword, half of the scabbard was exposed, and the bitter cold light appeared at this moment.

Wuji Aotian was really shocked at this moment.

He went through a lot of hardships, connected to the Nine-level Spiritual Tower day and night, absorbed blood and energy, and promoted to the realm of Golden Immortal.

But in front of this man in white, he was like a child.

"Why should I follow you?" Wuji Aotian said unconvincedly.

"Because...he!" The man in white nodded and said, "You are absorbing the blood and energy of the trialists here. Do you really think that the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect doesn't know? If you don't want to die, please leave with me. The sword domain is coming. What can you change alone?"

Hearing this, Wuji Aotian remained silent.

"Who are you?"

"Am I?"

The man in white hugged his sword again, looked into the distance, and murmured: "You should call me the Second Prison King in the future!"

The Second Prison King!

When Wuji Aotian heard this title, his expression changed.

"Okay, let's take me to find Yu Chengfeng now. This person is also a character. But over the years, he has been sneaky and I don't know what he is doing!"

The man in white smiled slightly and said without caring.

Wuji Aotian is now unaware of the advance and retreat.

The man in front of him is far stronger than him.

He didn't know whether to advance or retreat.

However, the man entered the hall step by step, looked at the scenery inside the hall, but started to murmur to himself.

"It's been ten thousand years, and I've been waiting for a full ten thousand years!"

Looking at everything, the man said indifferently: "Everything should be solved!"

...

At the same time, Mu Yun and Wang Xinya ran away faster and faster.

Two figures were running along the earth.

When they left the Mitian Hall, they did not see those blood people, as if they had disappeared out of thin air, and the blood lines in the sky also disappeared.

Originally, Mu Yun thought that the existence of those bloody people could block the pace of some people from the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect, but now it seems impossible.

Lu Tayun and the other two were powerful. Although he was the first to run out, the three were Golden Immortals, and their speed was much faster than him. The distance between chasing and fleeing gradually decreased.

"Brother Yun, they are about to catch up!"

"arrive!"

Mu Yun looked ahead, volcanic mountains and excitedly said: "Go!"

After the words fell, he pulled Wang Xinya and the two immediately entered the volcano.

At this moment, the fairy beasts that appeared could not resist Mu Yun at all.

Under the rampage, Muyun walked along the mountains and entered the depths.

At the same time, Lu Tayun and the other two, with their disciples, were already rushing towards them.

"Senior Brother Lu, the two of them have entered this mountain range!"

"Chase!"

Lu Tayun snorted: "No matter what, Mu Yun must die!"

The large army rushed out in a loud bang.

At this time, after the crowd, several figures followed slowly.

The leader is the blue jade.

"Miss, do we want it..."

Jian Yiming followed behind and spoke.

"Let's watch it for now!"

Bi Qingyu said slowly: "Because at this time, we have already exposed a lot of our Biluo Huangquan Sect. Maybe this time, the Thirty-Three Heavenly Sword Sect will become suspicious of my Biluo Huangquan Sect. I will not participate in this matter!"

"But Mr. Mu is in danger, so we won't interfere..."

"He? Is there any danger?"

Bi Qingyu laughed and said, "I'm worried that Lu Tayun and others will die without a place to bury this time."

Hearing this, Jian Yiming stopped speaking.

Bi Qingyu's insights and cognition are far stronger than them, so I don't worry.

The whistling team continued to rush into the mountains.

The Jinyuan Divine Gathering Pill and the Changhong Guanri Spear have already made them completely jealous.

boom……

As everyone rushed into the mountains, roars kept ringing.

There were crackling sounds one after another.

Under such roar, the sound of fighting also spread.

There seemed to be a strong conflict in the mountains.

At this moment, Mu Yun didn't care what happened to those who chased and those big birds.

Follow the previous road and come to the depths of the mountains, in the main hall.

But at this moment, the hall was like a dead tomb, silent.

"Senior Lin!"
To be continued...