Kuai Chuanzhi takes the study to wander

Chapter 92 Don't Be Afraid, You Also Have Backers 8
"Nine-door Token?" Nan Yan was slightly puzzled.

"Those who hold the token of the Nine Gates can enter the Secret Realm of the Nine Gates," Fu Rushou said with a mysterious smile, "That place is closely related to the development of the sect."

"Thank you Fu Rushou for clarifying the confusion." Nan Yan thanked slowly.

"Hey, there's no need to be so polite. You and I are in the same way. What you get is what I get, and everything should be done." He smiled elegantly, but his voice was free and easy.

Gong Jue raised her head, "It's about to start. This time the land belongs to the Nine Gates. People here are not simple. Seeing blood is a common thing. Be careful here."

This is a somewhat barren city, the city gate is cracked, and one can feel the unstoppable oppressive atmosphere when entering it.

As soon as the three of them entered, the imposing aura instantly rose.

Nanyan noticed that the people in the city had no cultivation, but they had their own cultivation system.

Bloodthirsty and killing are the norm, and the black and red traces on the ground paved the way. You don't need to guess to know that they have been stacked for too long.

The blood on the tip of the nose was suffocating, and Gong Jue's calm expression concealed a bit of vigilance and vigilance.

Maybe they were discussing and watching, but the three of them came to an inn safely.

The flag of the inn is bright red and has two large black characters written on it, making it easy for anyone who comes in to see it.

The black houses and buildings with pointed roofs stand up, like a sharp sword, trying to penetrate the sky in vain.

The touch from the depths of the soul made Nan Yan see another side, which was a world polluted by extraterrestrial demons.

Bloodthirsty is their instinct, killing and thirst for blood make them lose their human side.

This brightly told Nan Yan that once she failed, the whole world would be reduced to the same fate as this world.

The roaring sound officially started when they entered the inn, the stumps and broken arms were scattered, and the victorious people picked them up and ran away.

Fu Rushou's voice sounded next to his ears, "This is their way of cultivation, cannibalism."

"A few guests, do you want to eat or stay in the hotel?" Greedy and eager eyes stared at them wantonly.

Gong Jue said casually, with a tone as cold as a knife, "Stay in the hotel." As he finished speaking, blood flowed from Xiaoer's eyes.

In an instant, the atmosphere became tense, and many people looked at the waiter's bloody eyes eagerly, and the desire in his eyes made people tremble.

But they also consciously looked away, otherwise they might end up in the same end as him, they were greedy and spared their lives.

A waiter came over without a sound and took his place. As soon as they went up, the rest of the guests flocked to the inn, but they tacitly didn't do anything at the inn.

"This world is similar to the ones we have encountered a few times before, and they all use this method of cannibalism." Their expressions remained unchanged, obviously they regarded this place as a place of experience.

Nan Yan nodded slightly, this place was full of oppression, and the air was filled with irritability and sadness.

Who is that person hiding in? Nan Yan lowered her eyes, a mole on her wrist was too obvious, as if telling her ostentatiously that it was this person.

So, is it true? She tapped her finger, as if she was thinking.

The day I came here seems to end in peace.

As night fell, Nan Yan slowly opened her eyes, expressionlessly pinched the person beside the bed to death.

She directly waved the body and threw the body on the ground. With the sound of chewing, Nan Yan stood by the window, looking indifferently at the scene in front of her.

Everyone here has no soul, and rather than being called a person, they are a kind of man-made monster.

No need to guess who ate their souls.

"Dong dong dong." There was a knock on the door.

Nan Yan opened the door, "We must leave immediately."

It was Fu Rushou who came in, and he looked solemn, "They are clearly rioting. At this time, even if we are already at the top, we can't resist their restraint."

"People here, restrain practitioners?" Nan Yan asked back.

Gong Jue has already rushed over, "They specialize in restraining practitioners at night, it's too late, let's go."

Nan Yan quickly flew out of the inn following their footsteps.

There was a crazy smell of blood coming from behind, and the sound of chasing and kicking could be heard endlessly.

Suddenly, Fu Rushou, who was the leader, turned his head, and a rope flew out of his hand, heading towards Nanyan at a high speed.

Nan Yan smiled, her usually cold gaze showed a bit of indifference at this time, she raised her hand, and under Fu Rushou's sneering gaze, she caught the immortal rope.

Fu Rushou's complexion changed slightly, "How could you..."

Nan Yan drew out the long sword at his waist, and the sword came up to the sky, and the soft sword fell into his pupil like a thin light.

With the slight sound of piercing into the flesh, Fu Rushou's expression cracked, revealing his original face.

"Xiquan." Nan Yan pulled out the soft sword, and said two words calmly.

Xiquan opened her eyes, "How did you recognize it?" She said every word.

"The breath on your body is too dirty." She smiled slightly, "Are you her puppet?"

"Uh, uh..." Xiquan stretched out his hand, his eyes gradually dimmed.

As she disappeared, the fake Zi Yihou beside her also turned into ashes.

The smell of blood behind him became more and more intense, Nan Yan turned around, and a huge long sword stood in the air, slashing down head-on.

A sword fell, resulting in countless casualties, the people behind stopped in an instant, a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood blocked their way, and then crazy people poured into it, eating wantonly.

Nan Yan turned and left, the soft sword still around her waist.

Blood was spat out, and the person hiding in the dark spit out a mouthful of blood, "The puppet is useless." The voice was harsh, and the male and female were unknown.

Nanyan's teammates were missing, so they could only explore this place alone, trying to find the enemy and comrades.

She walked around a few times, but didn't meet a fairy, until she met Yuling who was besieged in the next city.

When Yuling saw her, she was overjoyed, "Fellow Taoist Fuhua, save me! I have a token of the Nine Gates in my hand. I will exchange this with you."

In desperation, Yu Ling threw it directly, and Nan Yan reached out to take it. The mysterious star power let her know that the token was real.

Putting away the token, she lifted the sword to save the person, and Nan Yan only asked after she was safe. "Fellow Daoist's cultivation is not like this."

Yuling smiled wryly, her face obviously paled a lot, "I got the token of the Nine Gates, and I was besieged by Yaohuang and three people, and I managed to beat them back and escape, and then I met this group of guys."

She changed her voice, "By the way, you are also alone."

Nan Yan felt a little helpless between her brows, "I got separated from them, and I didn't see anyone once I entered."

"The immortals here can't kill each other, but they will die at the hands of people from the original world." She pulled her lips helplessly, "That's why they didn't kill me, but they also caused me injuries, just to The fisherman reaps the benefits."

Yuling is indeed charming, even so, she is still beautiful and charming, and her words and deeds are charming without knowing it.

(End of this chapter)