The Emperor's Call of Eternal Heroes

Chapter 292 The Disaster of the Purple Clothed Gate
Walking into the mountain forest, he walked several hundred feet forward again, passing through the thick poisonous miasma, and the scene in front of him became a little clearer.

A series of stone houses appeared in front of Qin Jiange's eyes, and in the distance, there were these independent palaces.

There are human activities here, but it is very quiet, as if there is no human habitation.

Qin Jiange didn't care, and stepped out. There were poisonous snakes under his feet, and there were insects and scorpions swimming around, but it was as if he was walking in another world, and he didn't touch any of these poisonous things.

And those poisons didn't have any awareness.

This feeling is like melting into heaven and earth, regardless of each other.

Although it was only in this state for a short time, it was a rare experience for Qin Jiange.

Through the elixir, after reaching this level for a short time, you can feel more and more the wonder of the realm of heaven and man.

Because time was limited, Qin Jiange had to speed up a little.

After a dozen or so breaths, Qin Jiange walked out from the series of stone houses.

With a cold face, holding the Yitian sword, he walked quickly towards the huge palace in the distance.

Not long after, when he came out again, there was obviously a little more blood on his body.

It's just that behind him, there is no trace of life left.

"Ok!"

Hidden in the secret room on the mountain, in the dark space, a soft whisper came quietly.

Immediately there was a faint flame lit up, bringing a glimmer of light to this dark space.

An old man sat cross-legged on a simple stone bed.

A thick layer of dust had accumulated on the empty space of the stone bed. It was obvious that the old man had been sitting here for a long time.

Since that faint voice sounded, the body that had been still for an unknown amount of time trembled slightly.

Countless dust fell one after another, revealing a bright purple color.

He raised his head that had been hanging down for an unknown amount of time, revealing a skinny face, his sleeping eyes opened quietly, his dark green eyes, the ferocious gaze flashed away.

"Why do you feel a palpitation?"

The old man frowned tightly and fell into a deep sleep for many years. This was the first time he was awakened by such a dangerous feeling.

As the darling of heaven and earth, human beings have an instinctive reaction to danger.

As a martial artist, this kind of crisis response becomes more and more obvious as his strength grows.

And the awakening this time is the intense crisis in the faint.

"Isn't there something big happening in the door?"

The old man raised his head, his eyes flickered fiercely, and he suddenly got up.

Although his body is thin and weak, he does not reveal the slightest breath, but through his eyes, it seems to be able to corrupt everything in the world.

With dense spots on his face and loose hair, he walked out of the secret room with a dark green cane in his hand.

With trembling steps, it was as if a gust of wind could knock him down.

However, as soon as he stepped out of the secret room, the old man's complexion suddenly changed drastically, and a strong anger erupted in his heart.

With his strength at the seventh level of Heaven and Human Realm, and the powerful spiritual consciousness brought by him, in just an instant, he already felt that the entire purple-clothed gate was too quiet, so quiet that he could not even breathe.

Even the aura of those masters in the Heaven-Human Realm has never been felt.

It was as if the entire purple-clothed door had disappeared.

But this is impossible, the corpses all over the ground that appeared in his perception verified his conjecture.

"who is it?"

An angry roar came from the depths of the old man's throat.

The originally hunched body became straight at this moment, and dark green gas surged all over his body.

At this moment, he was really angry. Everyone's death seemed to happen in an instant, but he didn't realize it in advance.

"No, there are still people alive!"

But soon, the old man calmed down, and through the information sent by his spiritual consciousness, there was still one person who survived.

With one step, the whole person seems to have merged into the space and disappeared.

"broken!"

When he came to a very hidden courtyard, he slammed open the door with his palm, stepped up and walked in, his eyes were like lightning, and he scanned the surroundings coldly.

"Old... old ancestor!"

Hearing the movement, the purple-clothed man who was still recovering immediately ran out of the underground chamber with an angry expression on his face.

But when he saw the old man, he was taken aback and said quickly.

After finally escaping back into the sect, he was trying to adjust his breath when the loud noise almost scared him into madness.

The man in purple was a little startled, what kind of door was he smashing, what kind of trouble was he trying to do?
At this moment, his body couldn't help but tense, his heart was extremely tense, and his whole body's spiritual power was circulating.

Among the sects, there is no such harmony, there are intrigues and killings everywhere, who knows if this ancestor has a sudden convulsion?
"You're a waste, the people in the door are almost dead, and you don't know anything?!"

The old man looked at the man in purple coldly, and the words in his mouth were like the cold winter wind, chilling his heart!

"what?!"

"Did he come in?"

The man in purple was stunned for a moment, his expression changed suddenly, and he said in a slightly trembling voice.

The whole face turned pale in an instant, like a dead body without a trace of blood.

In just a moment, he thought of the man who terrified him.

"Who is that man? How did you offend him?"

The old man's face darkened again, and from his tone, it could be heard that the person who killed him had a great hatred for the person in the door.

At this moment, the old man even had the urge to tear the person in front of him apart.

"he came!"

The old man turned his head and looked out of the courtyard, his expression became serious.

"Tread! Tread! Tread!"

There was a sound of very regular footsteps, and everything seemed so calm and orderly.

"who are you?"

The old man took a step forward slowly, his dark green eyeballs fixedly stared at the man in black who kept coming forward.

"The people who come to kill you!"

Under the black robe, a gap was exposed.

There was a sneer on the face of a young man with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"What kind of hatred does your Excellency have with our sect? You even want to slaughter the entire sect!"

The old man took a deep breath and said slowly.

The other party can silently obliterate everyone except them without disturbing anyone.

Such a clever method also means that the opponent's strength far exceeds his own.

In the face of such a master, he can only drag, drag to the rescue of the Blood Cloth Gate.

As if he was worried about his opponent's sudden attack, the old man waved his right hand, and the rich dark green aura spread all over the place, turning into barriers and wrapping it tightly.

Not a single gap was revealed.

However, the next moment, it made his scalp tingle, and a pair of white hands passed through layers of barriers, accompanied by those indifferent words.

"I know you've sent out a distress call just now, do you think I'm going to wait?"

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(End of this chapter)