The secret room was very large, with many monks from the underworld locked up inside. Their cultivation was imprisoned, and the light of hatred was revealed in their eyes. The young man's face was full of coldness, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. With a wave of his hand, the spiritual energy condensed into several moves and flew quickly to look at the man covered in blood. With a sting, the man's belly was cut open, his intestines flowed to the ground, and a bloody smell came from the air.

"Even if you kill us all, I won't tell you where the ancient jade is. As long as the soldiers from Ocean City come, you will never escape and die in the end." Although the monk's intestines were flowing out, and there was no energy in his eyes at this time, he still said firmly.

"You are looking for death." The young monk was very angry, with a ferocious look on his face. With a wave of his hand, a flame appeared in his hand, and the air immediately became hot. He waved his hand again, and the flame immediately turned into a flame knife, and then flew towards the monk quickly. Soon the blood flew, and the monk's head fell to the ground, and the blood dyed the ground red.

The monks in the underworld all glared at each other, their eyes full of hatred, and each hatred gaze seemed to kill people. As long as they did not die, they would definitely retaliate against these monks from the outside world. They were originally living here carefree. After the monks and shameless invaders from the outside world came here, their peaceful environment was broken. At this time, they all hated why their strength was so low, otherwise they would definitely kill all the outsiders in the shoe, so that they would not die well.

"As long as you tell me where the ancient jade is hidden, my young master can let you go immediately." The young man's subordinates kept saying words to lure and lure them in front of the monks in the underworld.

"Bah, you devils must not die well." Although their bodies were imprisoned, their will was still very firm, and they kept their mouths tight from beginning to end and did not tell the secret. They were already prepared. Even if these people were dead, they would never tell the secrets to these devils in front of them.

"I didn't expect you to be so ignorant of the current affairs. Do you think we can't know as long as you don't say it? I tell you that a powerful monk will soon come over and use the soul searching technique directly on you, and you can still get what we want." The young man, his subordinate's face full of sneering expressions, and he had a firm belief in his determination to win.

When the monks in the underworld heard what he said, their bodies trembled involuntarily, and their eyes showed a look of horror. Of course, they knew what the so-called soul search technique meant. They could constantly get what they wanted, and they could find out other secrets they knew. Such spell stones are very cruel. Even if they are not dead, they will eventually become fools.

"You devils are so cruel and ruthless. Even if we die, we will not let you go." The monks from the Netherworld began to curse loudly. If those curses could kill people, then the monks from the outside world here have died countless times. It can be seen how much the monks from the Netherworld here hate these outside world who are so self-destructive.

"If you don't cooperate, you won't even have the chance to be a ghost. If it falls into our young master's hands, what will happen in the end? We must speak." The monk said toughly, not taking these monks from the underworld seriously at all. As long as he thinks, these monks from the underworld can be killed by him at any time.

In the heart of this young man, he can come to this small town. People in these towns should feel honored. They can be seen by themselves and do a little bit of things for themselves. They don’t know what good things they did in their previous life to have such an opportunity. If they can die for themselves, it cannot be said to be honored. It is the matter of glorious ancestors.

These monks in the underworld were very angry. Naturally, they did not need such glory anymore. If young monks needed such glory, they could give him such glory. Even his thoughts and subordinates could do it, let them die for the underworld. Those monks in the underworld laughed and said, "Even if they die, why are you afraid of the secret of ancient jade? You will never know the secret of ancient jade in your life, so don't say you can get it."

The voices of those people are the same, this is their final choice, and this is also the last time they spoke when they were alive. At this time, they seemed to have seen Li Yunfeng, the guardian god of this level, and the supreme realm master. They made a decision, which was to use their lives to protect the secret of ancient jade from being leaked. In an instant, the monks from the underworld fell to the ground one by one, emitting waves of blood mist from their bodies. They would rather die, smiled on their faces. They kept this secret, maintained their dignity and maintained the dignity of the underworld.

"If you want to die, do you think it can be so easy?" The young man's eyes flashed coldly, and his voice trembled. He did not expect that these monks from the Netherworld were all so strong that they would rather commit suicide than tell him the whereabouts of the ancient jade. He felt in his heart that the ancient jade should be much more valuable than he knew. A wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and several magic tricks were made in his hand, imprisoning the monks from the Netherworld who had not yet died. However, they could no longer commit suicide. He could not see the treasure he was about to get flying. He waved his hand and took a few monks.

"Tell me the secret of ancient jade. As long as you tell me, I can make you never die." The young man injected some spiritual power into the bodies of the monks to prevent their disappearing life breath. He had to obtain the secret of ancient jade at all costs. But the reality did not seem to develop as he expected. No matter how hard he tried, the monks could not stop the loss of vitality. They had already been prepared to die and keep the secret. When the young man was grabbed in their hands, there was no look of fear on their faces. On the contrary, their faces were full of smiles, and black blood flowed out of their mouths.

Suddenly, the bodies of the monks were wrapped in black fog. Their strong bodies quickly lost their vitality, and their meridians quickly withered, and soon there was no breath of life. Finally, the secret room became a river bank, with black mist and pungent smells in the air. In addition to these, there was not even a little bone left. The situation was very strange, which made these monks in the outside world feel a sense of fuzzy. They didn't understand that these monks would rather sacrifice their lives to protect the secret of ancient jade. What was the purpose of doing this? If their lives no longer exist, what was the use of those things? They couldn't understand that in the hearts of these monks in the underworld, this secret was important by their lives.

"Young Master, let's leave here quickly. The guardian has already felt a powerful energy fluctuation approaching here quickly. It must be their death, which has attracted the attention of those monks." The black fog in the room has not dissipated, but the monks outside are quickly approaching here.

The young man also felt the powerful spiritual power fluctuation, and felt that the cultivator who came here should have the strength of the peak Jindan stage, but this young man still dared not stay here. After all, he only has the strength of the mid-stage Jindan stage, one level lower than the strength of the cultivator. Although it is only this level different, there is a huge difference in the middle. He has a kind of intuition in his heart that even if his subordinates add up, he is not the opponent of the cultivator.

The young man and his men just left here, Tang Yunlong and the captain came here and entered the secret room. They soon found the dead monks. They still had smiles on their faces and their faces were full of fresh air. At this time, they had no breath of life on their bodies, and they were still late.

"It's really hateful. Don't let me catch you, otherwise I will make you live worse than death. I will make you double the amount of money you have done to us today." The captain roared loudly in the secret room until his voice became hoarse. A trace of tears remained on the corner of his eyes, his face was full of hatred, and a strong murderous aura emanated from his body. He swept through the corpse and saw that the corpse that had lost its head was still emitting a slight black mist, and the murderous intent in his eyes became even stronger.

"Master Chenshan, you, you, I finally waited for you." Not far away, a monk from the underworld had his last breath left and tried hard to get up from the ground. His life was about to disappear. He gathered all the spiritual power he had in his cohesion and spoke.

"Uncle Xu Long." Chen Shan quickly walked to the old man, and then injected a stream of spiritual power into his body. Suddenly, the old man's face turned rosy, as if he had saved his life. Chen Shan said excitedly: "Who did this?"

Xu Long smiled and said, "Sir Chenshan, you are here now, I can die with peace of mind. Get closer and I have something to tell you."

"Uncle, I won't let you die. I must avenge them." Chen Shan was about to be mad, his body was trembling slightly. He wanted to do one thing now, that is, to avenge these monks.

"Sir Chenshan, I can't survive. Get closer quickly. I have something to tell you." Xu Long stopped Chenshan and continued to speak. No matter what Chenshan does in the future, he couldn't control himself, but now he must finish his words.

Chen Shan helped the old man up, and tears as big as beans on his face kept falling, and there was a bright red color inside. He knew that the uncle in front of him was about to leave him.
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