My Master is Lin Zhengying

Following the voice, Uncle Nanchen and others passed through many passages.

Finally converged into a main channel.

There are oil lamps on the main road.

Unlike the branch passage they walked just now, it was pitch black, and they needed to use the eyes of the sky to see the road.

As soon as he arrived here, he encountered a group of Qijue sect demons, who hurried forward.

Wen Cai was still a little flustered, clutching the staff of Jiuju.

But being caught by Uncle Jiu, let him hold on, don't get excited.

Those Qijue sect monsters were impatient and didn't pay attention to Nan Chen and the others.

Seeing that they were all wearing the same clothes, they naturally recognized the four of them as members of the same sect.

So instead of passing by, it did not arouse the slightest suspicion.

This gave Nan Chen and the others more or less confidence.

Keep going.

The noisy voice is getting louder.

At the same time, there is a very bright light at the entrance of the passage.

Moreover, there were bursts of heart-piercing screams.

Uncle Jiu signaled the three of them not to mess around, and acted according to his winks.

Immediately, he led the three of them to the end of the passage.

As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the passage, the faces of several people changed, showing expressions of astonishment.

Looking around, here is a vast space.

Crowds of people, all of them are Qijue Demon Dao...

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At the end of the passage, Nan Chen and the others saw a vast space.

Here, it is within the belly of the mountain.

In front of him was an indoor basketball court area surrounded by disciples of the Qijue Sect.

In the central area, this is a tall stone platform.

On the left and right of the stone platform, there are two huge pillars.

On the pillar, there is a raging fire.

Brighten up the entire space.

In addition, there is an iron chain between the two pillars.

In the middle, hangs a man with disheveled hair.

The man was struggling and let out a heart-piercing scream.

In front of him, stood a demon of the Qijue sect.

Holding a staff in his hand, he muttered with righteous thoughts.

"Ah! Kill him, kill him!"

"Draw his soul, smoke his soul..."

"Sacrifice! I can't wait..."

"..."

The Demonic Dao of Qijue Sect kept shouting.

This should be some kind of program they like very much.

Uncle Jiu didn't know what the other party was doing, so he scanned left and right.

See the corner not far away, there are a few more locations.

He said to Nan Chen and the others:

"where are we going!"

After speaking, he took Nan Chen and the others to a corner and sat down.

"Master, what are they doing?"

Wen Cai was puzzled and asked quietly.

Uncle Jiu knew that, so he just opened his mouth and said:

"I don't know, let's take a look first!"

Wencai let out an "oh" and didn't ask any more questions.

On the high platform, the Qijue sect demon suddenly raised his staff and chanted a series of incantations loudly.