At this time, Ye Yuan had no intention of killing Qin Lian.

At the same time, in the underground palace, a man with a serious expression appeared in the face of a heavy plate armor. He was like a moving fortress while walking. The iron armor was covered with dark red marks, exuding a bloody rust smell. The man stepped forward, and a team of men with masks appeared behind him...

Calm and disciplined, a team of soldiers, like a person, everyone was wearing a mask, with unwavering eyes. One hand was on the diamond scimitar around my waist, and the other hand was clenched, and my waist was slightly arched, as if I was ready to attack at any time.

The big man looked around coldly and shouted, "Cleaning the market, everyone who is not my Chu family will kill you without any hesitation!"

"Get orders!"

There was a sound of silence, and the twenty people behind the man turned into afterimages and disappeared. The man took out a shabby leather scroll, compared it for a while, and then rushed straight towards the entrance where Ye Yuan had entered.

Not long after, screams came from the underground palace. Each of these twenty soldiers had the innate stage cultivation, but they had a tacit understanding during the battle, and they were ruthless and decisive in the killing. With the diamond-shaped sword in their hands, they killed the remaining people in the underground palace without any resistance.

In a quarter of an hour, all the people who remained in the underground palace of the Blood Killing Hall died, all the remaining minions of the Corpse Soul Sect died, and Chu Yunfeng and others were also found.

Seeing this big man, Chu Yunfeng and others were in a mess, lowered their heads and refused to speak.

The big man glanced at Chu Yunlan who was unconscious, and his cold face remained unabated, saying, "Go back and deal with you!"

Chu Yunfeng lowered his head and said nothing. The man's face was slowing down, and he said, "How is Yunlan?"

Chu Yunfeng looked worried and said, "Yun Lan has soul absent disease, and her soul is lost here. If Yun Lan's soul cannot be found within a week, then... uncle, you must save Yun Lan!"

The big man snorted coldly, looked at Chu Yunfeng's tenderness and weakness as if he was a woman and became angry. He turned to Dr. Wu and said, "Doctor Wu, what's the specific thing?"

Dr. Wu's face was withered and his emotions were very low, and he said, "Report to General, I am helpless in the young master's condition. I can only find out where the young master's soul is lost as soon as possible. If not..."

Dr. Wu didn't say anything, but everyone understood what was going on. The man looked a little ugly and said, "If my nephew has any accidents, you know the consequences!"

As soon as these words were said, everyone shuddered. When talking about the four marquises of the Great Wei Dynasty, the most ruthless man was Chu Zhaohai, the Marquis of Zhennan. If his beloved young son died here, everyone would be implicated. Except for Chu Yunfeng, everyone else would probably die!

The big man grabbed Chu Yunlan's wrist and the true energy in his body gently turned into his body. Chu Yunfeng was busy: "Uncle, don't drive away those yin energy!"

The big man frowned and said, "What?"

Chu Yunfeng said, "To find my soul, we have to rely on the yin energy that invaded my body at that time as a guide." After hesitating for a moment, Chu Yunfeng repeated what Ye Yuan said like a bean. Finally, Ye Yuan said why Ye Yuan left without a trace, but he still skipped the sudden death of the four people who were chasing him at that time.

The big man's eyes were full of murderous intent, and glared at Dr. Wu fiercely and said, "If my nephew is in an accident, your whole family will be waiting to be buried with him! Why didn't you catch the doctor named Ye? If I want me to see, this doctor cannot escape. I will arrest him first, and he dares not treat him!"

Chu Yunfeng's face was sad, his thin eyes seemed to be getting longer and longer, and he was so dull that he didn't reply.

At this moment, a figure suddenly flashed beside the man and knelt on one knee on the ground: "Report to General, the entrance has been opened!"

The man looked excited and said, "Okay, have you found the coffin?"

The soldier immediately replied: "Finished! Just..."

The big man laughed and interrupted the soldier, saying, "It's good to find it, take me over now!"

The soldier took the Han to the steps in the center of the underground palace. The Han could not wait to jump over, and then stepped forward and appeared at the top of the steps. He bowed to the sarcophagus at the top and said, "A younger disciple, Chu Zhaohuang, pays homage to the Duke. I hope you will forgive me if you offend me!"

After saying this, Chu Zhaohuang couldn't wait to walk to the sarcophagus, gently pushing the lid of the sarcophagus with one hand, and his eyes were full of expectations, but in an instant, a pungent and decayed breath came out of the sarcophagus. Chu Zhaohuang endured the sour and sour pain in his eyes and looked into the sarcophagus, but he saw a gray-white skeleton lying in it in a pool of yellow water.

Chu Zhaohuang's hands began to tremble, his eyes full of incredibleness: "This...How could this happen...It's not like this in the record. It's recorded that the Duke of China endured his last breath in his chest, suppressed it with the mighty aura in his chest, and hid it in the coffin that avoided the sky. It will last for thousands of years and will not rot for ten thousand years. How could it be like this!"

Chu Zhaohuang shook the gray-white skeleton in the stone coffin with trembling hands. With a slight touch, it seemed like the last straw that broke the camel's back. The gray-white skeleton instantly collapsed and broke into a pair of tiny pieces, and some parts even turned directly into powder.

Only that white robe was still bright and radiant. Chu Zhaohuang grabbed the white robe and stood there as if he was stupid.

After a while, a wave of iron-blooded murderous aura suddenly burst out from Chu Zhaohuang's body, and he shouted angrily: "Gouli Sect! Corpse Soul Sect! My Chu family is incompatible with you!"

In the cave of the corpse, Ye Yuan stood on the edge of the cemetery, watching the nine hundred and ninety-nine ghosts in the sky crying and howling, some roaring happily, and some screaming angry, all of them were like crazy.

Suddenly, among these ghosts, there was no known head, and rushed towards the sarcophagus on the ground. These ghosts, whose bodies were even illusory, were now crazy and hit the sarcophagus lids that were at least as heavy as a thousand pounds.

The cover of the coffin remained unmoved, but these ghosts were tireless at all. Ye Yuan's hair suddenly exploded, his face turned pale, and then his face changed. He suddenly gritted his teeth and rushed towards the center of the cemetery with his head in his arms.

After looking at Qin Lian, who was bleeding from seven orifices in the distance, Ye Yuan felt that cutting into pieces was not enough to vent his hatred, and said to Long Ba: "Kill him!"

Qin Lian looked at the ghosts tirelessly hitting the sarcophagus lids in the cemetery, and didn't know what they wanted to do. Nine hundred and ninety-nine ghosts appeared from the sarcophagus. He looked at the cemetery that could not be seen even at the sight. Even Qin Lian, a ruthless character who dared to refine them into a blood corpse, was so scared that he was not possessed, and he was almost completely dead.

At this moment, Long Ba rushed over with great momentum. Before he got close, Qin Lian immediately began to pretend to be grandson: "Senior Brother, help me, I have great benefits for you!"

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