Chu Tian stepped into the main entrance of the hall in one step.

The mist rose in the hall, and a faint mist filled the surroundings. There were wisps of spiritual light flashing in these fogs, which was strange to say. Although the hall was filled with mist, the mist did not hinder the line of sight. At first glance, the hall, which was nearly a hundred miles in radius, was clean and empty, and was completely visible.

In the roof in the middle of the hall, forty-nine thick bronze mirrors form a circular array, quietly suspending in the air.

Forty-nine mysterious lights spewed out of the bronze mirror and turned into a dazzling beam of light. There were 108 golden dragon head pillars suspended in the beam, and a thin chain spit out from each dragon head. One hundred and eight chains floated in the air like water plants in the sea waves, swaying gently from time to time.

The chains are empty and nothing!

"There should be a talent here!" Hu Dali and the others had also seen the strangely arranged people in the six halls in the vortex below.

So Hu Dali immediately shouted out that there should be someone here. There should be someone here trapped in one hundred and eight dragon head pillars, imprisoned by the mysterious light emitted by the formation composed of forty-nine bronze mirrors.

Moreover, this person should have a little reaction to the outside world. When Chu Tian and the others rushed into the hall so rashly, he should open his eyes or move, using some strange power to attack Chu Tian and the others!

But in this hall, in the imprisonment array composed of 108 dragon-headed pillars, there is no one in the dense chains in the mysterious light sprayed from forty-nine bronze mirrors!

An inexplicable cold echoed in the hearts of Chu Tian and others.

That man escaped?

Chu Jie and the ghost soldier quickly circled around the hall, and suddenly he screamed: "Come here, come! This guy... this thief!"

Chu Jie's voice changed, and Chu Tian and others rushed over.

In the innermost part of the hall, under the wall facing the main entrance of the hall, a man was sitting cross-legged at the base of the wall.

The interior walls of the hall are also carved with countless lifelike and ancient decorative patterns. The patterns on the wall are nine hideous demon dragons rising up into the sky, waving their minions and rushing towards the sky, the sun, moon and stars, as if they were to tear out a hole in the sky.

The nine demon dragons had shattered the scales and armor, and their horns were beaten to pieces, their bodies were ragged, and their bodies were spraying plasma outwards.

The relief technique is extremely clever. The damage of the demon dragon, the exhausted energy of the demon dragon, and even the surging anger and endless despair in their hearts are fully interpreted!

Although they were rushing to the sky with all their might, they could not feel a strong sense of despair and sorrow when they saw this huge relief - this was the last blow of these nine demon dragons, and their desperate blow on the verge of despair!

They have used all their strength, but in the sky they face, the powerful enemy is simply impossible for them to fight against!

When they rushed into the sky, they had actually developed ambition to die, or in other words, they were already dead. The moment they attacked, they had even lost their souls because of absolute despair. It was just that their bodies, derived from the power of endless anger, supported their bodies to send the final blow!

Chu Tian and others stood in front of the relief, staring blankly at the nine demon dragons that soared straight into the sky!

There are sun, moon, stars in the sky, but there are no figures!

It is impossible to know who their enemy is; it is impossible to know how it exists, and can force nine demon dragons that are extremely powerful just by looking at their momentum to such a desperate situation!

"Hey, what are the dead things that are carved out of nine pieces worth watching? Look at this, look at this! Is this Ziyin?" Chu Jie's voice broke the silence. He pulled Chu Tian's sleeve and pointed to the figure sitting cross-legged under the wall.

Chu Tian lowered his head, took a step forward, and approached the person sitting cross-legged.

That's right, it's Ziyin.

The iconic long beard of his jaw was neatly spread in front of him. He sat there quietly cross-legged with his hands in front of his lower abdomen. Since ancient times, the last Six Paths of Blood Sacrifice, it has been ten thousand years since Qin Fu, but his body is still intact, with a plump bloody under his face, sitting here like a living person.

With a "ding" sound, Chu Jie suddenly drew his sword, and a red sword light spurted, and a heavy sword stabbed Ziyin's heart.

A little spark burst, and the long sword in Chu Jie's hand shook violently. Chu Jie, who had stabbed this piece with all his strength, let out a muffled groan, his right arm drooped weakly, and he stepped back dozens of steps in a very embarrassed manner.

He looked at Ziyin in horror and said, "What a hard body! This guy, won't this guy put a carved dummy here?"

Chu Tian didn't say anything, so he simply came to Ziyin, grabbed his chest and tore it hard!

"Bastard!" Yin Youyou, You Qianxun, and Shui Bingyu shouted in unison, turning around in anger. Chu Tian tore off Ziyin's clothes, and Ziyin's naked body was exposed.

Ying Xiu'er stepped forward two steps without changing her face, and walked to Ziyin to look carefully.

"Well, it's true that it's human body! But..." Ying Xiu'er pulled out a cold dagger from her sleeve and gently stroked Ziyin's face.

A series of sparks splashed, and there was no trace of it on Ziyin's face.

Ying Xiu'er was stunned for a moment, and she handed the dagger to You Qianxun: "My strength is small, You Qianxun, you can scratch it with all your strength. This is the dragon-slaying dagger of my Great Qin Litian Secret Pavilion. Even the dragon skin can penetrate it with one blow. Is his skin more tough than the dragon skin?"

You Qianxun took the dagger, his body shook, and dozens of afterimages suddenly appeared. Thousands of cold lights "swoosh" sounded and hit Ziyin's vital parts all over his body.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding" was a dense collision sound. Suddenly, with a scream, You Qianxun's body suddenly flew backwards. Her right hand trembled slightly, her five fingers were spasming and unable to close. The dragon-slaying dagger brought a cold light to his hand and flew out dozens of feet away.

"This!" You Qianxun looked at Ziyin in disbelief.

She had tried her best, but Ziyin still had no trace left.

"This is really a bit strange!" Chu Tian did not use the Qingjiao Sword, and he grabbed the dragon-slaying dagger that fell on the ground in the distance with his backhand. A strong wind swept up the dragon-slaying dagger and flew into his hand. He shouted loudly and stabbed Ziyin's eyebrows with all his strength.

With a loud "ding" sound, a terrifying recoil force came. Chu Tian groaned and staggered back dozens of steps away. His five fingers made a "click" sound, his arms trembled slightly for a while, and bursts of sourness continued to attack.

A large piece of Mars splashed between Ziyin's eyebrows, but no trace was left!

With Chu Tian's power soaring ten times, the Dragon Slaying Dagger, which was secretly made by the Gu Qin Lutian Secret Pavilion, could not damage a trace of Zi Yin's flesh!

"Sister, I'm waiting, are you descendants of the Qin Dynasty?"

"Hey, my son Yin has worked hard and has been planning for countless years, and even has no choice but to destroy the Great Yin Divine Kingdom, and finally came here."

"I live up to my expectations, I really got the supreme opportunity here! I finally know... a huge secret!"

"Hehe, this is my son Yin's fortune! The opportunity belongs to me, and fortune belongs to me. I enjoy this secret alone!"

"I, go!"

"This glass body was created by my hard practice for three thousand years. I will use it as a glimmer of opportunity for my son Yin to leave you."

"I, go."
Chapter completed!