Just four hours later, on top of the ruins of the broken stone tower, an old man in red robes in his sixties was stepping on it.
Walking leisurely among the ruins, there was a cold sneer on his face.
"It's really useless if you can't even send out a message! You deserve to be searched for your soul and die -"
His eyes rested on a corpse with a twisted head and skeleton for about a moment.
The old man in red robe shook his head slightly, withdrew his gaze and looked in other directions.
"Killed ten immortals with one blow, and six of them were killed by flying knives. With one foot, the Zhenyuan Tower was destroyed. It was amazing, it was really amazing! He was so domineering, and he was worthy of being able to strike out with that sword outside the prison of death.
This person! Are you not going to cover up your traces anymore? That’s right, even here, you can’t hide it. It’s quite tricky. Although this person is not in the divine realm, his combat power is better than that of a monk in the ordinary first level of the divine realm——"
If he were outside the prison of death, he still could not accurately judge this person's true cultivation level and his current state.
So at this time, we can roughly know the strength of the person who forcibly trampled Zhenyuan Tower and hundreds of stone platforms.
He took another look at the surrounding stone platforms, and saw that many stone platforms had been shattered, and hundreds of broken chains were scattered all over the ground.
The person who took action was extremely cunning and cautious. Many traces have been erased, thus raising suspicion.
But there's something obviously wrong with the death aura here, it's too weak.
The old man in red robe only thought for a moment and then sneered.
"Rescued? There are only dozens of immortals, but they can actually watch the performance. It's too petty! Well, it's good to use it to train Taoist soldiers--"
There were no other useful clues around, so the old man stopped looking.
He withdrew his spiritual thoughts and fell into deep thought.
Those who come into the Nine Jue Death Prison are obviously prepared and confident.
However, his background must be shallow, otherwise he would not be tempted by dozens of immortal monks here.
So why should we capture the person in charge here? Search for the soul.
What does this man want to know? What is the purpose of entering this hell?
The old man's eyes flickered, and after a moment, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, revealing a somewhat understanding smile.
A trace of murderous intent appeared on his face.
"The escape technique is really good. At least it can move hundreds of miles in an instant. This is confidence. Even if I know your approximate location, I can't find you for a while?"
"This Qi Ji seems familiar to me. I think he is someone I have seen before. Unfortunately, it is too faint to distinguish——"
Staring deeply at the abyss, the old man's figure did not penetrate into it.
Instead, he stepped into the void and walked directly out of this world of death.
Walking leisurely among the large array of sparks and dust outside, as well as the numerous storms of time and space.
About half an hour later, they left the Nine Jue Death Prison.
In front of the old man's eyes, a palace with a radius of 100,000 feet and made entirely of fiery red jade appeared.
Hidden in the interlayer of time and space, it is originally invisible.
However, the old man's spiritual thoughts directly reflected this place called Fire Jade Palace in his mind.
Upon entering the palace gate, several Lu family disciples dressed as servants stepped forward to stop him.
However, when they saw clearly the figure and appearance of the person who came, they all looked solemn. Then they stepped away and saluted respectfully.
The old man in red robe still lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, without even taking a glance. He walked forward directly towards the atrium.
Within a moment, they arrived in front of a fiery red hall.
Although it is a palace, it is more like a huge gem.
Just as the old man arrived, a faint voice of inquiry came from inside: "Lu Tianqing, you are not guarding the Nine Jue Death Prison. Why did you come to me?"
The voice is like jade, cold and quiet, and extremely pleasant to hear.
The old man in red robe did not answer at first, but bowed respectfully towards the door of the palace and saluted.
"Lu Tianqing, see the Holy Lord."
After straightening up, he answered: "Tian Qing is here to seek help from the Holy Lord!"
"Help? Could it be that my Lu family is in trouble? Or is there some trouble in the Nine Jue Death Prison? You should know that I have long ignored world affairs. If it is an ordinary thing, don't come to me."
"Tianqing knows! This time, I came here to ask the Holy Lord to take action and take the life of a person who sneaked into the Nine Jue Death Prison!"
Before Lu Tianqing finished speaking, he felt a surge of oppressive anger reaching deep into his soul.
Knowing that the people in the palace were obviously impatient, he said calmly.
"If he were an ordinary person, it would be easy for Tian Qing to kill this person. He would even ignore it. However, this person's instant sky technique is so good that when he covers his aura, it is difficult to find his trace. Tian Qing is even more suspicious of this person.
If there are those who have reached a certain level of cultivation, I will help them from outside."
He tried to be as concise and concise as possible in his words. But when he said the last sentence, the feeling of pressure really subsided.
In this world, when it comes to the Supreme Saint, nothing is trivial.
"To the realm?"
A huge and boundless spiritual thought suddenly spread out in all directions, sweeping through layers of space and worlds.
After a moment, the jade-like voice spoke again.
"Why did this person enter death row? Don't tell you that Lu Tianqing knows nothing."
Lu Tianqing's eyes flashed, and the sneer in his pupils became even stronger.
Sure enough, there is a perfect state——
The Holy Lord's spiritual thoughts must have detected some traces, so he asked this question.
He was not surprised at all when he asked the people in the palace.
The Fenkong Lu family is certainly one of the top forces in this domain.
He has three ultimate realms, but precisely because of this, he cannot stand up to enemies on all sides.
Especially the opponent, who is also the Supreme Saint, needs to be more cautious and not hasty.
Even if it is the Nine Jue Death Prison, if the other party's purpose is to do so, it will not harm the Lu family's interests too much.
Then there is nothing wrong with letting it go. Just turn a blind eye and it will pass.
It's enough to have a tacit understanding of each other, and if possible, you can also let the other party owe you a personal favor.
"There are very few clues. This junior can only know a little bit. I guess this person should be Lu Hanyan's son. He entered the Nine Jue Death Realm, most likely because of his mother--"
"Um?"
The jade door opened with a bang. A young man with a face like a crown jade, red lips and white teeth, and a purple and gold robe stepped out.
With a cold expression, not angry but powerful, he looked at the old man in red robe standing outside the hall.
"Son of Smoking, are you kidding me? Did you make a mistake? Are there others to help you, or are you alone?"
"There are two people in total. I'm sorry Tian Qing doesn't know if the other person is helping."
Lu Tianqing smiled slightly and said calmly: "But the Holy Lord is too ignorant and ignorant. I heard that the son of Han Yan has now become famous and prosperous as the direct descendant of our Lu family. What's more, the master of Cangyan Palace, Fang Jue, devoted all his efforts to
Help. If you don’t have much ability, how can you do this? As for whether the judgment is wrong, Tian Qing is not sure. He can only guess based on some clues. He has never seen it in person, and he is not very sure, saying that this person must be the son of Hanyan.
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