Killer Wife

Chapter 144 Please eat after dinner in this chapter (2)
However, the Great Elder is old after all, and his cultivation level is still inferior. Losing is only a matter of time. Mu Heng's aura changed, and he suddenly broke out to the late stage of distraction. The sword in his hand cut off the snake's head with a cold light. .

"You broke through?" The Great Elder was startled, and staggered back, "Not bad." Mu Heng sneered, "Die!"

"Wow!" Brother Hu stretched his body and rushed towards Mu Heng. Brother Hu's strength is much stronger than Mu Heng's Niucha. Even if his strength has declined due to years of injuries and cannot be healed, he is still as strong as the fusion period exist.

Mu Heng was slapped against the wall with one slap, and he couldn't get it off.

Mu Heng was knocked out with a mouthful of blood, and looked at Brother Hu in amazement. Brother Hu walked over with graceful steps, and spewed out a mouthful of black inflammation.

Mu Heng rolled on the spot and dodged it. When he turned his head, he saw a big hole in the wall, which was corroded silently by the black flame.

This palace was built with an extremely hard material in the cultivation world, and Hei Yan made a big hole like this.

Mu Heng was in a cold sweat, and his expression when looking at Brother Hu also changed. Brother Hu held his head high and chest out, as if inspecting his own territory, he walked towards Mu Heng domineeringly.

The Great Elder stood up with his crutches: "Mu Heng, today...whose death is it?"

Mu Heng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said bitterly: "You actually joined forces with outsiders..."

"Bah! You forced that too!" The Great Elder hopped and roared, Mu Heng smiled mockingly: "I didn't expect you to strike first, it's a pity...it's a pity..." Before the words finished, Mu Heng His body suddenly blurred, and he fled outside the hall at a flying speed.

"Not good!" The Great Elder was startled. If Mu Heng ran away, it would be difficult to deal with it. Mu Heng would fight back sooner or later.

"He can't run away. The entire Xuanyun Sect is now shrouded in the barrier, unable to enter or exit." Ye Juanhuan said flatly, her master is not a vegetarian.

"Then what's next?" the Great Elder asked, "Tell your people to clean up Mu Heng's group. Let's... go and capture the king." Ye Juehuan played with the cup, her voice low.

Ye Juanhuan led a group of people to the so-called forbidden area. The Xuanyun faction was covered by an enchantment, and Mu Heng could only go to the forbidden area if he couldn't escape.

Ye Juehuan walked up to the stone wall in a familiar way, and calmly pushed it away, the elder's eyes widened, even he didn't know there was a secret door here.

"Let's go." Ye Juehuan waved, and a group of people filed in.

Behind the stone wall is a very long corridor, with oil lamps hanging on both sides, but the color of the oil lamp is a bit strange, it is a green flame.

"It's corpse oil." Ye Juehuan sniffed it lightly, and realized something was wrong. Several people hissed and gasped. It wasn't bloody feud. Ordinary people probably couldn't do such a frenzied thing, right?

Ye Juanhuan suddenly remembered that she had seen living people used as corpse oil before. It was in a previous life, a cult, and Ye Juanhuan discovered it when she was doing a mission. It was simply disgusting.

Just like the ancient cannon, the living people were driven into the big steel cylinder, which was rotated and heated, and the people could only run continuously until they had no strength.

There is a groove in the tube, and there is a small outlet at this end, and the corpse oil will flow out continuously until the person inside becomes a skeleton.

It is said that the people inside will not die until all the flesh and blood are stained by the hot wall of the cylinder. Even after experiencing the night feast of corpses and seas of blood, they are all irritated by this cruel and vicious practice.

Although many wizards can make corpse oil, they all use dead people and the like. I hate it, and I can't arouse Ye Juanhuan's murderous intentions, but Ye Juanhuan has never seen such a cruel use of living people. Boil corpse oil.

Although she often performed tasks on weekdays, it was the first time in several years that she killed everyone in the entire corpse oil factory.

Things that are not as good as animals pollute the air even if they live in the world. If there is no task to do, she must find the lair of this cult and slaughter them all.

Seeing the corpse oil again now, it's no wonder that there is no ups and downs in my heart.

After another journey, Ye Juanhuan's expression became even more gloomy. The 21 oil lamps were boiled out of corpse oil after killing many people. If Mu Heng made it, it would really deserve to be hacked into pieces.

After passing through the corridor, there is a cliff, with a gully tens of meters long in the middle, with blood-colored water churning below, drifting over bones from time to time.

There is a narrow bridge between the cliffs, but it has been cut down.

Ye Juanhuan squatted down and pressed one hand on the edge of the cliff. Soon, a small bridge made of ice was born from Ye Juanhuan's hands and stretched to the other end.

"Okay, let's go." Ye Juanhuan stepped onto the bridge first, followed by Ye Liubing, Brother Hu, the Great Elder, and finally Lin Muyuan who was holding the little bun.

Who would have thought that the place where the head of the Xuanyun sect retreated looked more like the forbidden area of ​​the Mo Dao sect?

Anyway, Ye Juehuan didn't expect it, but thinking about what she saw with Tianyan, it seems that it can be explained.

After passing the cliff, there is a wide space ahead. As soon as a few people walked in, Ye Juanhuan was startled because the stone wall next to her suddenly moved, as if shaking, and gravel slag kept falling down , Ye Juanhuan turned around and was shocked.

After a layer of gravel fell off, thick green and red vines were exposed, and more importantly, Ye Juanhuan saw a face.

The face was gray, with the color of rocks, the eyes were closed, which seemed to be covered with a film, only the mouth was opened wide, as if it was roaring silently.

If this is a sculpture, then it is also a very scary sculpture, not to mention that it is really a person...

Ye Juanhuan could clearly see that the person's body was actually buried in the mountain wall, only the outline could be seen, bound by vines, and had grown into one body with the mountain wall.

It seems that this person is not dead yet, he felt Ye Juanhuan's approach, and then struggled to reveal himself, Ye Juanhuan looked around, there were countless human-shaped protrusions on the mountain walls on both sides, here... how many living dead were buried alive?
Ye Juehuan's heart became heavier as he walked forward. Corpse oil lamps, rivers of blood, and living dead, taking out any of them was a taboo in the cultivation world.

This space is square, probably because the mountainside was hollowed out, and after walking for a while, everyone saw the center of this space.

A giant... piranha?It's not that Ye Juehuan complained, this thing really looks like a cannibal flower, with big red flower buds hanging slightly, as if dormant.

There are countless thick vines extending from the stem, leading to all directions, which are the vines that Ye Juanhuan and the others saw before, restraining the living dead.

Mu Heng stood behind the piranha, with a gloomy expression, and there was a girl whose hands and feet were bound by her feet.

(End of this chapter)