The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

"Then, which fan can enter the inner formation?" Mo Yuxi asked.

Shaking his head gently, Yan Chuan sighed softly: "I have only heard of this type of feng shui formation. I have never experienced how to break it!"

Just At this moment, Ding Wugu gave Yang Zhijiu a wink. Then moved towards moved towards one direction.

Yang Zhijiu expression moved, suddenly understood the meaning of Ding Wugu, and there was a hint of excitement in his eyes.

"Since you don't know which door, you can walk in two ways, Yu Xi, you go to Yin Sect, and I go to Yang Sect!" Yang Zhijiu said.

"en?"Mo Yuxi slightly frowned.

"Yan Young Master, you really can't judge?" Mo Yuxi looked towards Yan Chuan again.

"I can't!" Yan Chuan shook his head.

"Ding Wugu, how about you?" Mo Yuxi looked towards Ding Wugu.

The resentment flashed in Ding Wugu's eyes again, because Mo Yuxi actually asked Yan Chuan first and then himself. Are you really inferior to him?

"Can't judge!" Ding Wugu shook his head.

"Where is Mr. Wenruo?" Mo Yuxi looked towards Mr. Wenruo.

With a wry smile, Mr. Wenruo shook his head.

"Well, Vermilion Bird, Black Tortoise!"

"Subordinates are here!" The two subordinates responded immediately.

"You are responsible for protecting Yang Young Master!" Mo Yuxi ordered.

"Yes!" The two responded immediately.

"Azure Dragon, White Tiger follow me, and Master Yan Young, please follow me too!" Mo Yuxi said.

"en!" Yan Chuan nodded.

"What about this army?" Ding Wugu looked at the three thousand soldiers. A sneer smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Where I go, they will naturally go!" Yan Chuan said solemnly.

Three thousand soldiers can't divide their troops. If they are divided among Ding Wugu, that is to die.

"Well, stop talking nonsense, Mr. Wenruo's talent can be worth 100,000 soldiers, and Mr. Wenruo is with you!" Mo Yuxi frowned said.

"Yes!" Ding Wugu said solemnly.

The soldiers are divided into two groups.

Yan Chuan army, Mo Yuxi, Azure Dragon, White Tiger, entered Yin Sect.

Mr. Wenruo, Yang Zhijiu, Ding Wugu, Vermilion Bird, Black Tortoise entered Yang Sect.

"bang!"

The door opened and everyone entered.

Yan Chuan and his party soon appeared in a larger hall.

"My lord, the door behind is really gone!" Huo Guang swallowed saliva and said.

A larger hall. The hall is dark, and the outlines in the distance can be vaguely seen.

Azure Dragon waved his probing hand, and an azure light shone the entire great hall.

"No exit!" Azure Dragon complexion changed.

"This is a closed hall?" White Tiger is also a complexion sank.

"This, is this!" Mo Yuxi looked ugly, and looked towards Yan Chuan instead.

Yan Chuan is lightly nodded.

"No wonder they proposed to go to Yang Sect. Ding Wugu must have sensed the entrance. He and Yang Zhijiu colluded well? Ding Wugu! Dwarf! Damn it!" Mo Yuxi guessed everything suddenly, and was angry. pole.

"Ah, what is that?" a teenager suddenly exclaimed.

Everyone looked.

That is a bluestone wall, the wall is extremely smooth.

On this smooth wall, suddenly a strange face slowly emerged. A painful face.

"wu wu wu!" A gloomy cry came from the hall.

Everyone's scalp numb.

But, this was just the beginning, and two faces appeared next to that face. Four, eight, and eighty more appeared.

On the wall, strange faces suddenly appeared.

Different expressions, but all crying in pain.

In a blink of an eye, there were nearly 10,000 faces on the walls of the hall. Faces were crying, heart-piercing, everyone seemed to be in the hell of Yin Sector, endless sorrow.

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