Those disciples of the Iron Sword Sect did not see through Murong Ningyue's disguise. Hearing this, he immediately said angrily: "You two are useless things! If there are no aliens nearby, you won't go to a far place to find them? There are also the two guys who went out last time and have not come back yet. It seems that they have run away to catch aliens. Forget it, don't go out, wait for those two guys to come back!"

Murong Ningyue was relieved when she heard this. The two guys mentioned by the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect must be the two guys who were captured by Murong Ningyue before. Now it seems that they have helped Murong Lā inadvertently.

Not long after Murong Ningyue and Long Ruoshui dived into the crypt, the Iron Sword Immortal's voice finally rang again.

"Come in all the rest of you!"

As soon as the Iron Sword Immortal finished speaking, these disciples immediately showed joy. Before, the Iron Sword Immortal had only eight-level disciples entering, and many disciples with insufficient cultivation were very frustrated. However, now the Iron Sword Immortal has lowered the requirement to the seventh-level immortal, which made them very happy.

Soon these disciples walked towards the depths of the cave, and Murong Ningyue and Long Ruoshui also followed the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect to move forward.

Not long after, everyone came to the depths of the cave. There was a huge square deep in the cave. There was a large pool in the center of the square, and the Iron Sword Immortal was swimming in the pool at this time.

At this time, the Iron Sword Immortal was completely different from the Iron Sword Immortal that Immortal was shrouded in a ball of black fog, and it looked no different from the demons in the Demon Soul Palace.

However, Murong Ningyue keenly discovered that there was a trace of blood-red hidden in the black fog around the Iron Sword Immortal, and there was also a strong smell of blood in the air.

It’s just a pity that although Murong Ningyue noticed this, the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect had no idea at all. Perhaps they had eaten too much human flesh over the past few days and had become accustomed to this taste.

The Iron Sword Immortal was soaked in the pool at this time, with only one head exposed outside, and said coldly to everyone, "Are you all here? My Iron Sword Gate has been in trouble and has fallen to this point now. You have suffered a lot with me. I want to say sorry to you here!"

After hearing what the Iron Sword Immortal said, all of them looked grateful, and some of them were even red and tears were about to fall.

But Murong Ningyue felt something was getting worse. The Iron Sword Immortal had summoned several eighth-level disciples, but now the square is empty and there is no sign of the eighth-level disciples before.

Murong Ningyue hadn't seen those eighth-grade disciples coming out just now. Could it be that these disciples disappeared out of thin air?

Murong Ningyue soon knew the answer to this question, because the Iron Sword Immortal had continued: "But I have already had a way to revive the Iron Sword Gate, but you just need to make some sacrifices. I think you shouldn't disagree, right?"

As soon as the Iron Sword Immortal finished speaking, the passionate disciple stepped forward and shouted: "Master Master! In order to revive the Iron Sword Immortal, even the disciples of the Fire Sea at the foot of the Knife Mountain will not have any complaints!"
Chapter completed!