"Emperor Jiao, I understand your mood, but not only you, everyone here wants to leave." Zhu Kun shook his head.

"But if you destroy this place and offend the Star Lord or the soul, you will be doing us a disservice."

"Emperor Jiao, calm down." Ying Han also said calmly.

"The environment in this place is weird. We don't know the specific location. The dragon's aura dissipated. Maybe it was too far away. We don't know."

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"Yes, don't hurt us if you go crazy." The Ape King also said.

Seeing that everyone was dissatisfied, Emperor Jiao twitched his face a few times and suppressed his anger.

He was not so irritable at first, but it had been too long since Long Cheng's aura dissipated, and this uneasiness kept adding up, making him increasingly unable to control his anger.

"Haha, but then again."

Seeing that it was quiet, Zhu Kun rolled his eyes again.

"If there is anyone who doesn't want to go out here, I think it must be Palace Master Song."

"Zhu Kun, what do you want to say?" Song Muyun said coldly.

"It's nothing, it's just that once we go out, it will be the end of you weak Sanzhou." Zhu Kun sneered.

"Song Muyun, you are the only three-year-old monk who can't take care of so many things, and you can't get any opportunities at the moment. Don't you want us to go out the most?" Zhu Kun teased.

"After all, no matter how strong Qin Cheng is, he is still a body of divine punishment and has no chance to fight against us."

"So after you go out, you have to persuade Qin Cheng to avoid angering me and being slapped to death by me."

"Zhu Kun, who are you trying to scare?"

Song Muyun instantly became angry.

"Don't you dare to be me?" Zhu Kun also stood up and snorted coldly.

As the Palace Master of Yunzhou, Zhu Kun and Song Muyun of Yanyunzhou were not at odds with each other, but Qin Cheng had repeatedly helped Yanyunzhou and severely offended them in Yunzhou. Zhu Kun had naturally disliked Qin Cheng for a long time.

If there was a chance to go out, Zhu Kun would definitely kill Qin Cheng.

What he said here is that he also planned to prepare the practitioners mentally.

"Okay, you two, we just persuaded Emperor Jiao to stop, why are you two arguing again?"

The palace masters from all sides and the Demon Emperor felt helpless.

The Fox Emperor sighed. He was so happy to be quiet, but now his head hurt.

Is everyone going crazy lately?

Why do they always get angry and provoke each other?

"Fox Emperor, you can't blame me for this. All our subordinates are fighting hard in the inheritance land. We have been locked up here for more than a month. Who can not be irritated?" Zhu Kun said confidently.

"Unless the door is opened now, then I..."

Boom!

What shocked everyone was that before Zhu Kun could finish speaking, the extremely hard bronze door actually fell straight down.

The door opened.

"This is me?"

Zhu Kun was stunned for a moment. Could it be said that I have perfected the ability to speak out the Dharma according to my words?

"Did Emperor Jiao use too much force just now and the bronze door was broken?"

"No, look outside. The energy of the stars has also dissipated, leaving only white mist. It must be the time."

All the cultivators walked to the door and sensed the outside.

Indeed, the breath has a sense of being connected with the outside world, and there is no longer a sense of confinement at the entrance of the palace.

"This life of being in jail is finally over. Everyone, I'm going to leave first."

Emperor Jiao looked impatient and was about to take a step forward, but was held back by Ying Han.

"Fellow Daoist Long, wait."

"What are you waiting for?"

Ying Han frowned and looked around.

"When we came in, there was a voice from Xingzun explaining everything. Now that we are going out, will Xingzun say nothing?"

Everyone was stunned and felt something was wrong.

But at this moment, in the mist, Star Lord's voice sounded again, announcing that the cultivators could leave.

"It's no problem now."

The Jiao Emperor threw away the cultivators and was the first to fly into the mist.

All the cultivators also lowered their guard and left one by one, entering the white mist.

"Strange, why does the mist become darker and darker as we walk?"

As he walked, Zhu Kun frowned.

He and Palace Master Qiang Sanzhou left together.

"When we came, we didn't pass through this area at all. Maybe this place was originally like this." Palace Master Guo said.

"Palace Master Hong, what do you think?"

Zhu Kun asked, but when he turned his head, Palace Master Hong could no longer see it.

"Palace Master Guo, Hong... Hey, he is nowhere to be seen."

The fellow traveler not far away suddenly disappeared from sight. Zhu Kun suddenly felt a chill running down his spine and felt something strange.

"Zhu Kun, stop." Ying Han said in a deep voice.

However, Zhu Kun subconsciously took an extra step.

Right in front of Ying Han's eyes, Zhu Kun's figure mysteriously disappeared.

At the same time, the surrounding fog became thicker and darker, gradually turning from white fog into a blood mist.

Even though the situation became increasingly weird, Ying Han's expression remained calm as he waved his hand and drew out a fairy sword.

Bang!

However, what made his pupils shrink.

Within a few seconds, he actually lost the strength to lift the sword.

This fairy sword, which was commanded by an arm, was like a mountain at this time, causing his wrist to suffer severe pain. His arm went limp, and the fairy sword fell directly to the ground.

What's going on? My own cultivation has been weakened?

This was not because he was poisoned or fell under some kind of spell, but it was as if the world had restrained his power.

By this time, Ying Han didn't care about the rules anymore, and he was about to rise up from the ground with both feet.

However, the next moment, his knees weakened and he lost the ability to fly.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost in front of me?" Ying Han shouted.

The blood mist rolled, and a figure slowly walked out.

"Qiu Zuo, it's you."

Seeing Qiu Zuo, Ying Han was in a daze for a moment, as if he couldn't believe that all of this was related to Qiu Zuo.

"Ying Han, your era is over, die here."

Qiu Zuo didn't talk nonsense, his eyes were full of murderous intent, he picked up a long knife and slashed towards Ying Han.

"Do you think you can kill me with just a knife?"

Although Ying Han was bare-handed, when facing Qiu Zuo who raised the mortal blade, he just sneered without panicking at all.

The following battle also confirmed this point.

Qiu Zuo underestimated Ying Han's strength. Even though the opponent was empty-handed, after several moves, the blade did not get even close to Ying Han, and when he turned his head, Ying Han kicked Qiu Zuo away.

"How is this possible!"

Qiu Zuo fell to the ground with a look of horror on his face.

"Do you think that if you and I have no cultivation, a rat like you can kill me?"

Ying Han looked at the long knife that fell on the ground with disdain on his face.

"I don't know how you have this power. Maybe it's Xuan Gong. But you may not know that I started practicing martial arts when I was eighteen years old and have been practicing martial arts before."

"Even if you don't practice for thousands of years, this memory is engraved in your bones."

"Is it so easy to sneak attack me and obtain my cultivation and treasure by cutting off both sides' cultivation?"

The long knife flew with his toes, and then Ying Han grabbed it in his hand and headed towards Qiu Zuo.

"Palace Master Ying, I am joking. For the sake of my face, Palace Master Mingzhou Hong, don't kill me,"
Chapter completed!