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Chapter 281 Death Hall

【Today’s 1st update】

In the sky, with Lin Feng as the center, a white storm set off. The fiery phoenix flames surged into the dark sky like a mountain and swallowed it up instantly.

This is Lin Feng's true strength. The phoenix's flame power turns the entire sky into a white ocean. The blazing temperature is enough to incinerate everything in the world. The dark field on the demon's left hand is compressed to the size of a bullet, suffering in the white ocean.

Struggling.

Lin Feng stood in the void, her fiery red clothes dancing in the wind, her clear eyes shining into the clouds below her. The demon left his last breath in his left hand, trying not to let the Phoenix flames completely engulf him. Lin Feng sneered.

With a sound, he slowly closed his eyes, and a cold voice fell from the sky, "Next time you are reincarnated, remember to be a good pig."

The hundred-foot-sized feather in his hand was thrown down and thrown into the demon cloud. Immediately, the demon's left hand screamed in terror. It didn't last long, and the white phoenix flames burst out from the depths of darkness, merging with the surrounding white.

At the same time, the demon's left hand, which was ten feet tall, was completely refined into white light.

The demon's left hand was finally eliminated, but inside the abyss, it was already a human purgatory. Not an inch of the land was intact. Corpses were everywhere on the ground, entangled with the aura of death. From now on, this place would become a real place of death.

The white light in the sky quickly merged into Lin Feng's body. With a slight wave of his hand, the restrictions placed by the demon in the sky were immediately released. The few cultivators who survived gathered together and cried. Under them, there were piles of objects that could not be identified.

's corpse.

Lin Feng ignored those cultivators, turned his body in the air, and disappeared into the void.

The next moment, Lin Feng appeared in the sub-world and hurriedly confessed to Siyu. Lin Feng quickly entered the Evil Temple. The battle just now consumed hundreds of years of his skills. He must quickly return to Wutong Branch to recover.

On the martial arts training ground, Siyu ordered everyone to rest where they were, and then he also left the sub-world and reappeared in the abyss.

Sparse cries echoed in the abyss. The total number of survivors from the three executioners was less than a thousand. For a time, the abyss was full of mourners. Siyu almost wanted to go over and comfort them, but in the end he couldn't.

Can take steps.

Alas! With a deep sigh, Siyu turned his back and walked towards the Demon Palace.

At this moment, there was silence in the Demon God's Palace. Half of the buildings had collapsed in the battle, and the still intact buildings were also in dilapidated condition. Siyu walked among them on foot, his immortal consciousness spread around, and he explored carefully.

The Devil's Palace covers a huge area, and Siyu walked very slowly, but after half a day, he had already explored the entire place.

"Damn it, I really didn't find Lei Xiao's aura. Could it be that he has left the abyss? Damn it, the village chief grandpa said at the beginning that Xiaoyu is very important to Lei Xiao. If Lei Xiao leaves the abyss, he will definitely take Xiaoyu away. So now they

Where will it be?"

Soon all the remaining buildings were searched, and it turned out that they were all empty, without the slightest trace of life activity. Several of the culprits who attacked Wushan that year also disappeared with Lei Xiao. At this moment, Siyu finally understood why those ten demon ancestors

He always said that it was impossible for Lei Xiao to come out to see him. It turned out that he was no longer in the abyss at all. But why didn't the ten demon ancestors tell him clearly?

Siyu was puzzled and was about to leave here when suddenly there was an extremely weak sound from the right side. If Siyu hadn't stepped into the immortal realm and his ear power was tens of millions of times stronger than before, he would never have been able to catch that sound at this moment.

movement.

"Who's there?" Siyu shouted.

The movement on the right side disappeared instantly and became dead still again.

Siyu used his immortal sense and carefully explored the area, and finally found something suspicious in a side room.

He made a hand seal with his fingers and made a hand seal on his body. The silver light on Siyu's body flickered and quickly disappeared into the air, and then the whole person disappeared in place. This is the most basic set of invisibility skills among immortal arts. Siyu has already

Can be used very skillfully.

Siyu quietly walked into the side room to see who it was that could escape the search of his own immortal consciousness.

Straight across the space and through a wall, Siyu came to the side room and was suddenly frightened by the furnishings in the room.

This small room is covered with white silk, and there are many candles lit on the ground around it. The flickering candlelight makes the place look like daylight. On the wall at the end of the room, there is a huge wooden

The shelves are filled with large and small spiritual tablets. A huge black character "Ming" hangs in the middle of the wall, giving off a heavy feeling. This place... is like a mourning hall.

Siyu's arrival caused the candlelight on the ground to shake violently. At this moment, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded from the darkness, "Has someone come in?"

Siyu was stunned. Although the voice was hoarse, Siyu could hear a sense of familiarity. Slowly moving his steps, Siyu gradually saw the person hiding in the darkness.

Judging from his age, he should still be in middle age, but his messy white hair and Racha's beard made him look dozens of years older. The man's eye sockets were deeply sunken, and his eyeballs had long since disappeared.

He flew away. At this moment, he was holding a spiritual talisman tightly in his hand. This spiritual talisman should be the reason that allowed him to avoid Siyu's immortal knowledge.

Siyu knelt down and put his eyes close to this person. The closer he looked, the more frightened Siyu felt. This person seemed very familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was for the moment.

After a long time, the man sighed and stood up slowly, his body swaying like an old man in his dying years. Leaning on the wall, the man came to the shelf full of spiritual tablets, groped in a hidden compartment, and took out the

A stick of fine incense was lit with a flint, and he held it in his hand, then slowly knelt down.

Siyu looked on and was slightly surprised. Although this man was blind, his movements were extremely skillful. He must have repeated this movement countless times. Following the blind man's kneeling body, Siyu moved his gaze upwards.

When it comes to those spiritual tablets, it is obvious that these spiritual tablets are hand-carved and not very fine, but the traces of each knife are very clear, and it can be seen that the carvers are very careful. But the strange thing is that there is no inscription on these spiritual tablets.

The name of the deceased.

Just when Siyu was deciding whether to leave quietly, the blind man suddenly confessed with tears in his eyes: "Father...eldest brother...third brother...my clansmen, I'm sorry for you, my family, and even more sorry for Ximen's ancestors."

Zong, forgive me, forgive me..."

Siyu quickly retracted the steps he had just taken, and looked at the blind man in shock, clenching his fists tightly inadvertently. No wonder he was so familiar, no wonder he looked so familiar, it turns out...it turns out...he is...

Siyu's eyes turned red, and he bit his lips tightly with his teeth. The bright red blood flowed down the corners of his lips, forming a drop on his chin, and finally shattered on the floor. His chest heaved violently, and a wave of hatred came from him.

Bursting out from the depths of his soul, he gritted his teeth, and Siyu bit out word by word. His voice rang out from the void. Even he himself couldn't believe it. The voice was so cold: "You are... Ximen... Chalong

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(ps: The computer will be ready tomorrow, and the update will be released in the evening!)


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