"Let's go in together!" Xu Ronghua said to Zhuo Wen.
"There are too many of us. It will be easy to reveal our whereabouts if we enter. Why don't I go in first to check the wind." Zhuo Wen shook his head.
Xu Ronghua and others looked at each other, and finally nodded. What Zhuo Wen said was not unreasonable. There were too many of them, and entering the cave together would definitely frighten the enemy.
After discussing with Xu Ronghua for a while, Zhuo Wen climbed up the cave like a vigorous ape. Then he found that the cave was pitch black, but if he looked carefully, there was a pale green light glowing in the darkness.
With his eyes flickering, Zhuo Wen moved his body and broke into the cave. The aura in his body was even more restrained to the extreme.
The tunnel of this cave is very deep. During the process of entering, Zhuo Wen discovered several traps. If he hadn't been mentally strong, he might have fallen into it.
"You are really cautious. I wonder how strong this evil cultivator is?"
After escaping a trap, Zhuo Wen frowned slightly and then continued to move forward. He could feel that the cave was approaching the end, so his pace also slowed down.
At the end of the cave, there is a corner, and a rich green light comes from behind the corner, which is strange and frightening.
"Yeah yeah!"
Screams came from around the corner, like ghosts crying and wolf howling, like ghosts demanding their lives, and the screams were continuous and long, making people's hair stand on end.
Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he approached the corner step by step. He became more and more vigilant, and finally walked out of the corner.
This is a rather large stone hall with many pits on the surrounding rock walls. In the center of this stone hall stands a huge square tripod that is several feet tall.
This square tripod is made of bronze, and its huge body emits a blazing green light.
The screams came from this square cauldron, as if countless creatures were trapped in this cauldron.
Under the square tripod, dark green flames burned. As soon as Zhuo Wen entered the stone hall, he felt a high temperature rushing towards his face, as if he was in a furnace.
On both sides of the square tripod, there are two crosses about ten feet high, with a figure standing on each cross.
These two figures were both stout, middle-aged men. The auras on their bodies were quite powerful and vigorous. Zhuo Wen concluded that these two people should be in the middle-level emperor realm.
But at this moment, the auras of these two people were extremely weak, like candles in the wind that would be extinguished at any time.
Perhaps hearing the footsteps, one of them raised his head with difficulty, his swollen eyes stared at Zhuo Wen, and then he was stunned, and soon he showed a look of ecstasy.
"help me!"
With dry lips, this man spat out these words weakly. After finishing speaking, he felt weak, but his face was full of hope.
Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes, pointed his right hand, and drew two air blades in the air, and the imprisonment on the two men was immediately released.
thump!
The restraints on their bodies were lifted, and the two of them immediately fell to the ground. They could only rely on their hands to slowly squirm on the ground.
Zhuo Wen walked towards a person and placed his right palm on his shoulder. A powerful force of stars was transmitted into the person's body, and his pale face became much rosier.
"Tell me, what happened? What is inside this Sifang Ding?" Zhuo Wen stared at the middle-aged man in front of him and asked cautiously.
The middle-aged man looked at the Sifang Ding next to him, his eyes full of fear, and said tremblingly: "Quickly...take me away quickly, or I will die, just like everyone else in Sanyuan City."
"Take me away, quickly!"
The middle-aged man looked extremely excited, holding Zhuo Wen's sleeves tightly with both hands, and his whole body was trembling.
Zhuo Wen frowned, snorted coldly, and a surge of power came out, shaking the middle-aged man's hands away, and said coldly: "Tell me what exactly this Sifang Ding is? Otherwise, I will let you experience real death."
Feeling the indifference in Zhuo Wen's eyes, the middle-aged man came back to his senses and calmed down, saying: "I tell you, you must take me out of here. I don't want to stay in this ghost place for a moment anymore."
"Natural!" Zhuo Wen said calmly.
"This is the temporary training place of that evil cultivator. This Sifang Cauldron is the imperial weapon of that evil cultivator. What is contained in this Sifang Cauldron are the souls of all the creatures in Sanyuan City."
"The evil cultivator plans to refine these souls into evil elixirs to enhance his own cultivation." At this point, the middle-aged man's whole body started to tremble again, which was a sign of fear.
Zhuo Wen's pupils narrowed. This evil cultivator is really bold and cruel. The entire Sanyuan City has a population of nearly one million. To actually strip such a terrifying number of people of their souls and refine the evil elixir is really against the will of heaven.
"Why didn't the evil cultivator put the two of you in the Sifang Cauldron to refine the evil elixir? You two are both at the fourth-level emperor realm, so you should be the top masters of Sanyuan City."
Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes, as if thinking of something, and stared at the middle-aged man coldly, his voice became a little cold.
"because……"
As soon as the middle-aged man spoke, he was interrupted by an evil voice.
"Because these two guys are the main ingredients of the evil elixir, so they naturally have to be put in for refining in the last step!"
Zhuo Wen's pupils shrank, he raised his head suddenly, and suddenly saw a slender figure standing above the Sifang Ding.
This is an old man who is over mid-year old. He is wearing a dark green robe. His skin is extremely thin and covered with layers of wrinkles, like the bark of an old tree.
Moreover, the old eyes are even more green, not like human eyes, but more like the eyes of a ghost.
"It's him...it's the evil cultivator!" The middle-aged man stepped back repeatedly, looking at the old evil cultivator with fear in his eyes.
"Kid, are you from that force? How dare you investigate my affairs." The old evil cultivator stared at Zhuo Wen and sneered.
Zhuo Wen said calmly: "I am a disciple of the inner courtyard. In the realm of Shenyou, you dare to act recklessly. You are very courageous."
"Inner Court? I see. Since you are a disciple of the Inner Court, I can't let you go. Let's become part of the evil elixir of the Sifang Cauldron."
The evil cultivator licked his lips, let out a sharp roar, and swooped down. Wisps of green poisonous gas gushed out from his body, filling the entire stone hall in an instant.
Zhuo Wen reached out with his right hand and took out the Tiger Head Zhan Golden Gun. Now he only had this high-level imperial weapon on his body, and the other high-level imperial weapon had been taken away by the demonic clone.
After all, the Killing Demonic Sword is a demonic weapon. Only in the hands of the demonic cultivator's demonic clone can it exert its most powerful power. However, in the hands of Zhuowen's body, there will be some limitations.
Ding!
The crisp sound of gold and iron echoed loudly, and then Zhuo Wen only felt a huge force, and then the tip of the tiger-headed golden gun spattered wisps of sparks.
Kick, kick, kick!
Zhuo Wen and Xie Xiu each took a few steps back, and their eyes became much more cautious.
Kick, kick, kick!
After the two separated, continuous footsteps were heard in the corridor outside the stone hall, and then Xu Ronghua and his party of more than 20 people came to the stone hall.
"Zhuowen, is he an evil cultivator?"
Xu Ronghua glanced at the old evil cultivator in front of him, with a cautious look in his eyes, and asked Zhuo Wen.
"Yes! He is..."
Zhuo Wen nodded, but before he finished speaking, a strong wind swept from behind him and then hit him hard on the back.
Poof!
Zhuo Wen spit out a mouthful of blood, staggered, and staggered forward a few steps. The moment he stabilized his body, a strong wind roared from the front door.
He raised his head slightly, and the old evil cultivator appeared in front of him with a sinister smile. His poisonous palms struck him unceremoniously.
Zhuo Wen was caught off guard and only had time to raise his hands to block him in front of him.
boom!
A dull voice sounded, and Zhuo Wen stepped back repeatedly, his hands and body covered with cyan gas.
The poison released by this old evil cultivator was very violent. Even though Zhuo Wen had the detoxification crystal on his body, he was still infected by such a poison.
"Why?"
Zhuo Wen retreated to the corner and stared at Xu Ronghua behind him, his eyes full of doubts, strangeness, confusion and other emotions.
Just now, Xu Ronghua stood behind him, taking advantage of the moment when he was defenseless, and used all his strength to sneak attack him.
Xu Ronghua is at the sixth level of the emperor. He withstood a full blow from a warrior of this level. Zhuo Wen naturally felt very uncomfortable. Coupled with the poison of the old evil cultivator, Zhuo Wen was completely weak at the moment and could not display his strength at all.
How many.
"Haha! Good job."
The old evil cultivator laughed, his pale green eyes filled with excitement, and then he saw him walking step by step...
"Not good! The whole body's strength has been suppressed by the poison, and it can't be used at all."
Zhuo Wen's face was extremely ugly. He was secretly lucky, but he found that the power in his body could not be exerted at all.
"It's useless. My Seven Injuries Dian Bu San is the king of poisons. Even high-level emperor warriors will be weak and weak after being poisoned by this poison, let alone a mid-level emperor warrior like you."
With that said, the old evil cultivator came to Zhuo Wen, and his right hand filled with green poisonous gas slowly approached Zhuo Wen's eyebrows.
"Ruined!"
A feeling of despair arose in Zhuo Wen's mind.
…
"Zhuowen, what are you doing, kid? Wake up quickly."
Suddenly, an angry voice suddenly resounded from Zhuo Wen's mind, and then Zhuo Wen's eyes suddenly opened, and then he saw a bloody face in front of him.
This face had bloodshot eyes, disheveled hair, and an open mouth, and was flying toward Zhuo Wen.
"what?"
Zhuo Wen's pupils shrank, and his mental power surged out, forming a mental barrier. The face was immediately blocked from the outside, but the grimace kept howling outside the barrier, and a pair of sharp claws kept hitting the barrier.
"These……"
After coming back to his senses, Zhuo Wen realized that he was still in the inn room, but this room was actually filled with dense ghost faces.
These ghost faces rushed toward Zhuo Wen's bed without fear of death, and Xiao Hei and Cheng Huang were standing in front of Zhuo Wen, blocking these terrifying numbers of ghost faces.
The grimace that just pounced on Zhuo Wen should be one of the fish that slipped through the net...