God Xiao Sha Xian

Murderous aura quickly surged in the underground palace. In the dimly lit palace, the few monks stood up from their cross-legged positions at the same time. An astonishing killing intent. 26nbsp;

Lu Chen didn't move, and the red-shirted monk leading the way sneered piercingly, as if a night owl was crying, as thin as a ghost.

"My friend, don't ask where this place is? Don't think that you can easily get mixed up by wearing a mask. Tell me, who are you?"

Lu Chen's heart was shocked, and he thought: "Been seen through? No way, I didn't say anything at all, how could I see through?"

After thinking for a while, Lu Chen pretended to be calm, and said with a normal expression: "Take your sword away, or don't blame me for being rude."

The lights in the underground palace flickered, and with Lu Chen's cold voice, it fell into dead silence again.

The red-shirted monk leading the way, the red-shirted monk pointing at him with a long sword behind him, and the monks surrounding him...all of them looked at Lu Chen with gloomy expressions. After a long time, Lu Chen was ready to kill these people. when people kill.Suddenly, the red-shirted monk who pointed at him with a sword behind his back retracted the flying sword, returned to his original position and sat down involuntarily.

As if everything was normal, the other monks immediately suppressed their murderous aura and returned to their original places.

The murderous aura in the underground palace dropped sharply, as if a storm that had been brewing for a long time suddenly disappeared.

The monk leading the way stared at Lu Chen and said, "Take a rest, this time I lost two people, and the hall master will see you in person later."

After finishing speaking, the monk in red shirt found a corner and sat down in silence. He ignored Lu Chen and went straight to meditate and adjust his breath.

"***, so you were deceiving me." Finally understanding what was going on, Lu Chen immediately greeted the eighteen generations of the ancestors of these expressive guys in his heart.

"Almost showed my feet."

Lu Chen's face was sullen, he snorted coldly, and sat down.He began to carefully look at the small underground palace here.

The layout of the underground palace is very simple, except for the special beast carvings on the four walls, there is nothing else.Lu Chen could feel the traces of aura emanating from the surroundings, which was caused by some kind of strange magic circle. The place here is not big, but people are definitely not allowed to use their spiritual sense to investigate at will.

Lu Chen didn't dare to say anything, and the power of his spiritual consciousness was also restrained. He was very anxious about Chen's safety at the moment.Then immediately contact the old man Qijing.

Even Lu Chen doesn't know how strong the old man Qijing is, but Lu Chen knows that his spiritual sense is extremely powerful, and maybe only he can use his spiritual sense to find Chen's whereabouts without being discovered.

The old man did not refuse, borrowing Lu Chen's body, the old man diffused his spiritual consciousness, and instantly grasped the situation in the village.

"There are hundreds of blood slaves in this village, and they are not strong. They should have been sacrificed recently. In addition, there are 31 masters in the late stage of foundation establishment, and three in the golden core stage. They are all in the early stage. The location is south of here. About 1000 meters away from the side. The 31 monks in the late stage of foundation establishment are scattered, with several people in the east, south, west, and north."

The old man Qi Jing frowned, and told the news one by one, and finally murmured: "In a thatched hut in the center of the village, there is an extremely weak aura..."

"31 in the late stage of foundation establishment." Lu Chen couldn't help being startled, it seemed that most of the people who slaughtered Qianyumen were here.

However, according to Murong Yuxi, there must be at least six Jindan masters who attacked Qianyumen that day. It is unknown whether they are all early stage masters or if there are mid-stage masters hidden in them. Right now, there are only three Jindan masters in Linhe Village. Dan master, not all.

"Senior, are these three Jindan masters early?" Lu Chen asked ponderingly.

The old man Qijing nodded: "It's all in the early stage, and the strength is not so strong."

Lu Chen breathed a sigh of relief, if it was the early stage of the three golden cores, he would still be able to fight.As long as the Dove Fire Pagoda and the Cold Mist Bead are taken out, together with the Haokong Hammer and the Wind and Thunder Sword Formation, there is at least a [-]% certainty that the people in the thatched cottage will be rescued.

Regardless of whether there is dust in the thatched cottage, save it first.

Thinking of this, Lu Chen made up his mind.

Pretending to be calm and adjusting their breath, several monks in the underground palace left one after another. For some unknown reason, they never came back after leaving.

Soon after, only Chase Lu and a monk in red were left in the palace.

After everyone left, the monk in red suddenly opened his eyes and looked directly at Lu Chen: "It's your turn."

Chase Lu has been waiting for the opportunity, and when he heard the man calling him, he slowly stood up.

The man said: "After going out, go to the fifth farmhouse on the right, and the hall master is waiting for you there."

That tone was cold, without any emotion, as if he was talking to a dead person, and after only one word, he closed his eyes again.

Lu Chen stared at this person for a moment, nodded slightly, and walked out of the underground palace along the passage when he came.

Back in the small courtyard, it was almost noon, and most of the farmers who went to work in the fields had already returned.Looking at the thick cooking smoke rising above the village, if they hadn't had a very clear understanding of the blood slaves, no one would have thought that such a peaceful and tranquil mountain village would hide dozens of cultivators.Even an executioner with blood on his hands.

Like most of the members of the "Masked Mask" who came out of the underground palace, Lu Chen lowered his head very low, only using the peripheral vision from the corner of his eyes to follow the meaning of the monk in red shirt, and went to the fifth farmhouse on the right.

Naturally, you can meet many farmers on the road, but these farmers don't seem to see Lu Chen at all.Wan Wan regarded him as a transparent person, still chatting and laughing and walking towards his home with each piece of farm tools.

Chase Lu was very puzzled by this, but now is not the time to study this phenomenon.

After walking a few steps, the voice of the old man Qijing suddenly sent out violent emotional fluctuations in the depths of his mind: "No, there is something weird."

Chase Lu paused in his steps.It was just an abrupt move, but it immediately met with the surprised and vicious eyes of countless farmers.

Feeling that the eyes that never put himself in the eyes fell on him in an instant, Lu Chen only felt that the hairs on his body were standing on end.

"Eyeliner?"

Lu Chen remembered what the old man Qijing told the blood slaves, and finally understood what these peasants were used for.

"In addition to monitoring outsiders, the most important thing is to monitor our own people. The "Masquerade" organization is really scary..."

Lu Chen thought to himself, he didn't dare to stay on his feet, after a little stagnation, he quickly stepped forward and walked towards the destination.

Fortunately, those farmers didn't find anything. Seeing Lu Chen walking into the distance, he returned to the way he was chatting and laughing just now.His expression was calm, as if he had never seen Lu Chen at all.

The more this happened, the more hairy Lu Chen felt.

One step at a time, but the distance of hundreds of meters is obviously extremely long.Finally, Chase Lu came to the farmer where the monk in red shirt instructed him to come.

The half-person high fence wall, the open wooden door, and the courtyard with more than a hundred feet inside all show the nature and tranquility of ordinary farmers.

However, Lu Chen knew that this was the power center of the entire Linhe Village and the courtyard where the three Jindan masters gathered.

The rows of huts are old and dilapidated, and many roofs have been leaked, which seems to be caused by years of disrepair.

When he arrived outside the courtyard, Lu Chen was not in a hurry to go in. Feeling the weird atmosphere around him, Lu Chen couldn't help using the fairy formula, trying to get himself out of the panic.

"Boy, many breaths of life have disappeared. There were originally 31 monks in the late stage of foundation establishment, but now there are only three left." When the old man Qijing reminded him again, his tone was a little trembling.

Although Chase Lu knew that this was not caused by fear, Chase Lu could clearly feel the cautiousness in his tone.

"They all left after only half a day?" Lu Chen was taken aback, and asked, "That faint breath is still there."

"Still, but..."

The old man's words were only half spoken, when a thick and deep old voice sounded from the hut in the small courtyard: "Come in..."

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