Doomed, the whole sect begged me to come out of the mountain

Chapter 115 Looking for a 2-person team, still working hard

Here is like a sacrificial platform, with a stone pillar erected on the hexagonal platform.

A person was nailed to the stone pillar with nails. The woman was dressed in ragged clothes and her hair was disheveled.

Dark red with traces of golden blood was flowing down the place where the nail was nailed.

All the blood dripped on the hexagonal table.

It slid down from the table little by little, and entered the uneven pattern around it. After the pattern was purified, only a little golden essence was left, which flowed out from the four exits in the east, west, north, south, respectively.

Drops of golden yellow liquid are in the porcelain bottle, the color is translucent and bright, exuding an extremely pure and rich spiritual energy.

Imprisoned there is the master's fourth apprentice, Chang Niang.

She was pregnant with the spirit body of the ancient holy dragon, and her blood was full of treasures.

These golden yellow liquids are comparable to heavenly spirit treasures.

Mo Yu's face turned completely dark.

This was the first time she was so furious.

Her long hair was windless and automatic, and her powerful spiritual force gradually spread out with a murderous aura.

The woman nailed to the pillar has suffered for millennia.

There are special charms on these nails, which have a certain degree of healing effect, which can ensure that people will not die, and the blood will continue to flow out.

This means that she must bear the pain of wound tearing all the time.

How did you carry it down...

She was skinny and skinny, but alive.

Mo Yu used his mental power to peel off the source of these pains layer by layer.

In the eyes of outsiders, she just stood there and stared coldly at the scene in front of her, while the nails on Changniang's body were pulled out one by one, and the chains on her body were automatically released.

Chang Niang was falling into a coma. After the restraints on her body were lifted, she leaned forward and was about to fall down.

Mo Yu tiptoed to the ground, leaped over the formation on the ground as light as a swallow, and hugged Chang Niang's scrawny body in his arms.

The ancestor in Tsing Yi did not stop him from the beginning to the end, and he acquiesced to Mo Yu's doing so.

Wang Yunja was so frightened.

He stared wide-eyed, turned his head to look at the old ancestor, and asked silently.

"Grandpa, this..."

The old man in Tsing Yi sighed, "This woman has a special bloodline, and her blood is comparable to a heavenly elixir."

Just this information, Wang Yunya understood.

Veins popped up on his forehead, "Prisoning people here... This, such a despicable act, was it done by our royal family?"

"It's your father."

The blood on Wang Yun's face faded instantly.

Never thought that his father would be such a person.

Imprisoning a person in a secret realm, leaving a life to linger, just to get blood!

Is this something humans can do?
Mo Yu lightly supported Chang Niang's waist with one hand, lifted her up with mental strength, and was about to leave.

The old man in Tsing Yi opened his mouth to say something, but spit out a mouthful of blood first.

He staggered a few steps, and spat out a big mouthful of blood again, Wang Yunzi hurried forward to help him.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

The old man in Tsing Yi waved his hand weakly.

"It's okay. I was absorbed by that old thing just now, but my body is still damaged. I'll be fine after a short rest."

He pushed Wang Yunya away, "You take them away, and I will recuperate."

Mo Yu put the unconscious Chang Niang in the Qiankun Vessel given by Wang Zhi, and then dispersed his spiritual power to collect the collected golden liquid into his bag.

Looking back, he saw that the old man in Tsing Yi had already sat down to meditate on the spot, his face was pale, so he nodded to Wang Yunja.

"Let's go."

Just as he was about to leave, there was a shout from the entrance of the cave.

"stop!"

……

Wang Zhi and Yu Junhao have been searching Wang's house for a whole day.

The Wang family is miserable now. They just experienced a flash flood, and the entire family building was submerged in the water.

The two tallest buildings were all washed down, and now the monks are using spiritual power to dig water channels, or using martial arts to drain the water on the ground.

Where it has been drained, mud is everywhere.

The servants of the Wang family were covered in mud, trying to save the jewelry and clothing that floated out.

Looking at "Motian Shentong" again, I can see that although the bad luck still exists on these people, it is very rare.

The two masters and apprentices stood in the sky and looked down.

Yu Junhao frowned and asked: "Master, we have turned the entire Wang family upside down, and we haven't found any entrance to the secret realm. Judging by the current situation, has the little junior sister left?"

Wang Zhi shook his head, "I don't know."

Scarlet flashed across Yu Junhao's eyes, with a murderous look.

"Senior Sister is still missing, we have searched so many times and found nothing, damn it!"

"Kill them all."

Wang Zhi patted Yu Junhao's shoulder lightly, "Junhao, put away your murderous aura, it's useless to kill people at this time."

"Didn't you grab two people and ask them before? These servants don't even know the entrance to the secret realm."

Yu Junhao moved his neck, and there was a cracking sound of bones colliding on his neck.

Wang Zhi said: "Look for it again."

The Wang family is only this big, they can search all over in less than a quarter of an hour by patrolling the air.

Here, the highest cultivation level of the Wang family is only a strong man in the Nascent Soul stage.

There are a few young masters of the Wang family in the golden core stage, and more of them are in the foundation building stage and Qi refining stage.

So, what about the strong Wang family?

After the master and apprentice searched again and met again, they decided to arrest the monk in the Nascent Soul Stage.

The monks in the Nascent Soul stage have been directing everyone to rebuild after the disaster.

He flew with the sword and dispatched people everywhere.

As a result, he suddenly bumped into a wall while traveling through the woods.

He was dizzy from being hit with a bang, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a pair of scarlet and bloodthirsty eyes, and immediately exclaimed in shock.

Yu Junhao grabbed his collar with one hand and dragged him away, blocking his screams that came to his lips.

"Say, where is the entrance to the secret realm of your royal family?"

Yu Junhao directly broke his legs, and the man knelt on the ground, his face livid with pain, and he was already frightened stupid.

"I do not know!"

Yu Junhao drew out his slender, long, flexible and strong sword, and gently touched the man's cheek.

When the skin came into contact with the sharp blade, a cut was cut in an instant, and there was a tingling pain.

"I really do not know!"

The man's voice was trembling, and he almost cried, "Only a few core members of the family know about our royal family's secret realm. Although I am in the Nascent Soul stage, there are a lot of gods with higher cultivation than me. An ordinary fringe character."

"Last night, there was a riot of spirit beasts in the secret realm of the family. Almost all the strong clan members who were favored went in, but I was left behind..."

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