"stop!"

The shout sounded and called Xu Wu.

Xu Wu raised his lips and looked at him with his eyes narrowed.

But in front of me was a disciple of a medium-sized sect.

These disciples were extremely fast and surrounded Xu Wu in the blink of an eye.

"Are you a disciple of the Supreme God Heavenly Palace? Come with us." The leader lowered his voice and said coldly.

"Who are you?" Xu Wu asked without any panic, but instead smiled.

"Don't bother who we are, follow us immediately, otherwise don't blame us for being polite!" The voice fell to the ground, and the two of them walked around, trying to hold Xu Wu and leave.

But just as they were about to move towards Xu Wu...

Dong! Dong!

An abnormal noise came out.

Then there was a splash of blood and minced meat.

These people were all shocked and looked at them, but they saw that the two people who were intending to walk away from Xu Wu were all penetrated by vigorous and terrifying hands.

The two of them trembled, then they lost consciousness and died tragically on the spot.

"What?"

Everyone was startled and looked around.

But look at the void around you, ripples rippled in the void.

Then one by one, souls wearing gray-black robes walked out of the void.

"You are..."

Those disciples were still trying to speak.

Clam! Clam! Clam...

Several space air blades flew over and directly penetrated the heads of these people.

In the blink of an eye, the bodies of these disciples were cut into pieces by the space air blade and died tragically!

The broken flesh fell from the air and turned into a bloody rain.

The scene is extremely bloody and ferocious...

Faced with such a terrifying scene, Xu Wu seemed particularly calm and without any panic.

"Why are you out?" A young man walked up and stared at Xu Wu and said coldly.

It turned out that these people were actually with Xu Wu.

"The matter has been done almost." Xu Wu smiled and said, "Qi Wushuang decided to take action. Now I want to send him a letter."

"Where is your faith?" the man asked coldly.

Xu Wu took out the letter written by Qi Wushuang from his arms and handed it over.

The man took it and looked at it. After a moment, he said indifferently: "You go and inform these people. Do as Qi Wushuang said. We will find a way to cooperate with you!"

"Can you take it?" Xu Wu asked carefully.

"This is an unexpected gain. Since the fish enter the net, there is no problem that they cannot get it."

The man waved his hand, then took a few steps back, and his body disappeared in the void.

Xu Wu smiled faintly, turned around and ran away with the envelope.

.....

.....

Outside the Soul Martial Hall.

The magic circle gradually stopped operating.

The previously lively hall has become deserted now.

Bai Ye sat alone in the hall, meditating intently.

Just last night, he had completely absorbed the last bit of divine power in the soul martial arts field.

The current soul martial arts field is completely ruined.

The mechanism inside will no longer work, and all the statues will lose their function and become real decorations.

Now... any disciple who walks into it will definitely gain insight into everything inside.

However, the Soul Martial Arts Hall has been controlled by Bai Ye, how could he allow those disciples to enter the Soul Martial Arts Hall?

As long as you keep this secret for another one or two years, even if the people from the God Heavenly Palace discover it, it will have nothing to do with him.

"After the divine power is completely digested, go to the forbidden area and then go to the forbidden area for a few times. If you can successfully understand all the skills in the forbidden area, there is no need for this Divine Heaven Palace to continue." Bai Ye was thinking.

But he was somewhat regretful.

After all, neither the ancient libraries nor the forbidden area seemed to have the art of resurrection that he wanted. People's current means of resurrection are just time retracement, and the power of time cannot be used on people who die for too long.

Bai Ye sighed fiercely, and the man shook his head silently.

After about two hours, it was probably a bit of it absorbed by the divine power. Bai Ye took out Ye Yao's sword, closed his eyes alone, and warmed up the genius soldier.

But at this moment...

Knock!

Knock!

Knock...

A slight sound of footsteps came from the entrance of the stairs.

Bai Ye was slightly stunned and looked out the door.

But after a moment, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

The footsteps... were not heard from outside the door, but from... upstairs?

He suddenly turned his head and stared at the entrance of the stairs.

What's going on?

Where did the footsteps come from?

Could it be that anyone else who gave the wine before had not come down?

This is impossible. Who would have stayed upstairs for so long? Then he would not be killed by Ying Jiuyue?

Bai Ye was particularly confused, but his eyes were also cold and tight.

For some reason, he always had an unknown premonition.

The footsteps were very slow and a little messy, and it became clearer.

I don’t know how long it took, but the footsteps stopped.

And in Bai Ye's sight, a sloppy figure also appeared.

It was a middle-aged man with messy hair.

The man was drunk, his eyes were dull, and his body was covered in blood, looking like someone who had just escaped from death on the battlefield.

At this moment, he was standing at the entrance of the stairs, holding the handrail, looking at Bai Ye indifferently.

This person...is Eagle September!

Bai Ye's eyes froze, his heart was shocked, and he was greatly surprised...

Ying Jiuyue... actually woke up?

What's going on?

The Ying Jiuyue, who was drunk every day and never went downstairs... actually sobered up?

"Who are you?"

I don’t know how long it took, but Ying Jiuyue spoke.

His voice was extremely hoarse.

"Disciple Bai Ye, pay homage to Elder Eagle." Bai Ye bowed.

"Disciple... Bai Ye?" Ying Jiuyue burped. Although she was full of alcohol, she was still awake.

He glanced at the Soul Martial Arts Hall and then said in a deep voice: "Which hall are you from? Where are my Soul Martial Arts disciples?"

"I am a disciple of the Soul Martial Arts Hall." Bai Yetan said.

"you?"

Ying Jiuyue stared at Bai Ye for a while, then snorted coldly: "A bastard, a mere True Martial Realm exists, and dares to regard himself as a disciple of the Soul Martial Hall! Don't you know who is in charge of the Soul Martial Hall? You are a waste
To be continued...