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Chapter 142: Testing acting skills vs. spying on whether to attack suddenly
boom!
The Black-Faced Lord didn't even have time to scream before he was smashed into a pool of flesh by the Fang Tian Hua Ji.

"The notorious Black-faced Lord is no more than this!"

Li Ji's tone was indifferent.

The Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand shook slightly.

The large number of buds that grew out of the meat paste just appeared and then exploded instantly.

Streams of blood continuously flowed into the Fang Tian Hua Ji, taking away the last bit of life from the Black-faced Lord.

The meat paste struggled to wriggle, then died completely, turning into ashes.

Then Li Ji's other hand slashed the blade of the Fang Tian Hua Ji with the palm of his other hand, and a wound was soon torn.

When the Holy Fire Token came into contact with the surging blood, it instantly turned into a black liquid and flowed into it.

Just like the Dengxian Pool, they all roamed in the blood and qi of his meridians, like useless tools, silently enhancing the strength of his body.

"It's time to set up the scene!"

Li Ji's eyes flickered.

Looking across the hall, there were pools of blood in the shape of the Bagua, with numerous corpses soaked in them.

He knew that it was wishful thinking to think of leaving by the same method as entering the forbidden cave again.

Because no matter who wins outside, there is no way he can get away with it.

and so……

Li Ji slowly exhaled a breath of foul air, then he casually pulled out a corpse in black clothes from the blood pool next to him and threw it next to the broken wooden mask.

Then the black clothes on his body began to have lines on them, and he fell directly into a pool of blood filled with corpses.

Li Ji was handsome with white hair, and he was wearing a gorgeous robe with black patterns. His blood and energy were restrained to the extreme, his pupils gradually became empty, and he fell into a state of suspended death.

time flies.

The aura outside the forbidden cave was fluctuating to the extreme, surging in all directions like a raging sea.

The rain gradually died down, and the thick darkness was dispelled by the first rays of morning glow.

With a roar that seemed to pierce through the heavens and the earth, this intense battle that had lasted an entire night finally came to an end.

The red-armored girl knelt on the ground, gasping for breath with lingering fear.

The close-fitting red soft armor was already covered with dense sword marks.

The bowstring of the red jade bow he was holding exploded, causing his hands to be covered in blood.

The bearded old man next to him was more seriously injured. Not only was there a sword mark that tore his bright red official robe from top to bottom like a strip of cloth, his abdomen was severely injured, and his hands were cut off. Countless fascia at his wrists were squirming wildly, and his usually serious face emitted bursts of extremely suppressed wails of pain.

Only Zhong Liang, who was not far away, did not suffer any damage.

Although he joined the battle at the beginning, when Qiu Shengzhen revealed his true identity, he was forced to become a mascot on the edge of the battlefield.

Because when Qiu Shengzhen got serious, this level of battle was not something he could intervene in at all.

"Sir, Qiu Shengzhen is dead!"

Zhong Liang shouted loudly as he looked at the white jade sword blades scattered all over the ground and the scene that was blown away by the wind.

"This Qiu Shengzhen is truly terrifying. If it weren't for the fact that his eighth level Jiao realm was still unstable and he hadn't been attacked by the backlash of the Devil Blood Technique at the critical moment..."

The red-armored girl said with lingering fear.

"Alright! Don't think too much. Hurry up and heal your wounds. Then go into the forbidden cave and take a look."

The old man with a curly beard and a red official robe coughed up blood and spoke in a solemn voice.

The red-armored girl immediately stopped talking with lingering fear, glanced at the forbidden cave, and her expression instantly became solemn.

Last night, the unknown man in black took the opportunity to sneak into the cave and has not come out until the end of their battle. He is either dead or... is spying in secret.

Zhong Liang took the initiative to guard the law, and the two began to heal their wounds immediately. Three full hours passed.

The red-armored girl's face was rosy, and she had recovered as before, but her red armor was still covered with sword marks, revealing her snow-white beauty.

The old man with curly beard's hands still haven't grown back. He is the strongest and the most seriously injured. It will take time for him to recover, so he can only suppress the injuries forcibly.

"Let's go!"

The old man with curly beard gave orders and walked towards the forbidden cave without hesitation.

The red-armored girl and Zhong Liang followed quickly behind.

It won't be long.

The three of them appeared in the main hall of the underground palace, facing the huge blood pool in the shape of the Bagua, and began a carpet search.

Zhong Liang was examining the black-clad corpse in the center of the blood pool, and reached out to pick up the pieces of the broken wooden mask.

Suddenly.

His expression suddenly changed, as if he had realized something. He suddenly turned his head to look at the pool of blood next to him, and then a look of joy burst out in his eyes.

"Xiang... Xiang Sui, why are you here? Hiss! Don't move, don't move, I'll help you up!"

"Thank... ahem... many thanks, Brother Zhong..."

however.

At this moment, the bearded old man and the red-armored girl just glanced casually, then turned around and did their own things, either feeling the walls of the hall to see if there were any mechanisms, or jumping into the blood pool to throw out the corpse and feeling the bottom of the blood pool.

Soon, both the old man with curly beard and the girl with red armor looked at each other with extremely ugly expressions.

They came here to investigate the massacre at the Shuzhou Demon Suppression Division, and later learned from Zhong Liang what the Weijian Tower had done in secret, so they came to the Yinshan Sect's forbidden area to deal with Qiu Shengzhen.

Indeed, this is the responsibility of the Da Qi Demon Suppression Department.

But what makes them risk their lives like this is - the Holy Fire Order!

If there was no Sixth-Rank Demon Soldier Holy Fire Order.

Even if the affairs of the Demon Suppression Division in Shuzhou were really done by Weijian Tower, so what?

Even if the Yinshan Sect was usurped by the Weijian Tower, what would happen? Even if Qiu Shengzhen led the people to practice the magic blood method and devoured the blood of countless noble families, what would happen?

They only marveled at his boldness, and then returned to the Da Qi Imperial City to report, instead of choosing to fight with Qiu Shengzhen.

But now.

There was no sign of the Holy Fire Order in the huge underground palace.

"Brother Xiang, have you heard anything here?"

The old man with curly beard suddenly spoke.

His eyes were fixed on Li Ji, who was being supported by Zhong Liang and walking out of the blood pool, his body covered in blood.

The red-armored girl walked past the black-clothed corpse beside the broken wooden mask on the ground and looked at the only living person in this huge underground palace - Li Ji.

Her eyes flickered, as if she was thinking about something.

"Ahem, thank you, Brother Zhong, thank you both for saving my life."

Li Ji's thick hair was stuck to his cheeks, which had already been dyed blood red.

His black and white eyes were filled with fear and horror, blood was flowing all over his body, his arms were weak and he clasped his fists with difficulty.

"I feel dizzy, tinnitus and nausea at the moment."

"Please...please allow me to rest for a while."

Li Ji was breathing heavily, and he seemed to be really dizzy. His wet body went limp, and his hands and feet seemed to be so weak that he was about to fall to the ground.

(End of this chapter)