There are very few formation masters who can master teleportation arrays, and not one of them must be one out of ten.

After thinking about it, Zhan Wuque waved his hand into a knife and destroyed a corner of the teleportation array under his feet. In this way, the entrance to Changfengpo would be invalid.

The two walked along the narrow passage.

Soon, the two of them came to an empty underground cave.

This place is covered with a blood-colored array, and the cave is composed of many stone chambers.

Zhan Wuque swept away one by one.

Those stone chambers are thought to be cells, but most of them are empty.

Some cells that were clearly marked by prisoners were still strangely empty.

Zhan Wuque looked up at the top.

A red light shield is like a huge upside down sea bowl, wrapping the entire cave inside.

"Who!"

Someone shouted loudly.

That was an old man.

He was dressed in black and white, with sharp eyes, and sat cross-legged on a stone plate with a majestic aura.

"The strong martial master!"

Zhan Wuque narrowed his eyes slightly and whispered, "He is not your opponent soon, he will fight quickly!"

"Um."

An Lan took out the Shangli Sword and took the initiative to attack.

"court death!"

The old man rushed out like a monkey, and the two fought.

Zhan Wuque took the opportunity to find Jingwu's whereabouts.

No, no, still no!

Zhan Wuque looked at dozens of cells in a row, not only did he not have Jingwu's figure, but he even didn't see half of his figure.

"Strange, why are there no prisoners in this blood prison?"

Zhan Wuque was confused.

It shouldn't be.

The blood prison is so secretly arranged, with the protection of the powerful martial arts master and the suppression of the great formation, how could it be an empty prison?

Suddenly, he saw a figure leaning against the corner in a stone chamber.

The man had his back to Zhan Wuque. Even so, he could clearly feel old and weak.

It seemed that he heard the fighting outside, or perhaps because he felt Zhan Wuque's gaze, the man slowly turned around and revealed an old face full of vicissitudes.

"I didn't expect that this blood prison could be found by outsiders."

The old man smiled.

It seemed that he was too weak, and after saying that, he couldn't help but cough a few times.

Zhan Wuque's face was a little bit solemn.

Although the old man looked like he was about to die and was about to die, Zhan Wuque could tell at a glance that the old man's martial arts realm was much higher than that of An Lan.

But he was too weak at this time and was suppressed by the blood-colored formation and could not exert his strength at all, which was no different from an ordinary old man.

"Have you seen a monk being locked up recently?"

Zhan Wuque asked out loud.

"Monk?"

The old man smiled, "Don't that old thing, Emperor Xia, don't even let the monk go to practice martial arts?"

The old man sat down against the wall, slowly closed his eyes, obviously unwilling to answer.

"Tell me, I'll let you out!"

Zhan Wuque spoke calmly, and he knew what the other party wanted.

"This is true?"

The old man suddenly opened his eyes and sat upright.

The sharp eyes made Zhan Wuque's eyes sting, but his face did not change and said lightly, "Do you have any choice?"

"Young man, I will believe you once!"

The old man stood up and laughed, "Continue walking three miles in, turn right to the third cave, and the junior monk who was brought in a while ago was locked up there."

"But I have to remind you that when you step into the first step here, Emperor Xia already knows it, so there is not much time left for you."

The old man touched his beard and said slowly.

Zhan Wuque's face darkened.

I didn’t say it earlier if I didn’t have much time, but the other party obviously did it on purpose.

"Young man, I have told you the location of the monk. Should you let me come out too?"

The old man spoke.

"Wait!"

Zhan Wuque said coldly, and before he finished speaking, he had disappeared from the spot.

This old man deliberately wasted his time, and Zhan Wuque was too lazy to even give him a good look.

Walking along the passage, three miles later, there was indeed a fork in the road.

Zhan Wuque decisively entered the third cave.

Just as Zhan Wuque and An Lan broke into the blood prison, a figure of Xia Dynasty palace soared into the sky and headed straight for Changfeng Slope.

It is Emperor Xia!

"How could anyone get into the blood prison?"

Emperor Xia looked ugly.

Blood prison is a special place that few people know about.

Even those who know only know one, not the other.

Others only think that blood prisons are a place to imprison special prisoners.

But I didn't know that the blood prison was closely related to Emperor Xia's cultivation.

The reason why the blood prison is called a blood prison is because there is a unique thing in the blood prison, called the Blood Crystal.

This special crystal is of great help to cultivation, or it can be called an alternative Yuan stone.

It’s just that the blood crystal has much more vital energy than the Yuan stone.

Because the blood crystal is formed by the condensation of the qi, blood and energy of the warrior.

A warrior condenses the qi and blood of the whole body, and can only condense a blood crystal.

The role of the blood-colored array is not only suppression, but also condenses blood crystals.

Emperor Xia will take blood crystals every hundred years to use them for cultivation.

The 100-year deadline is not long now, and he never expected someone to break in.

"No matter who it is, kill it without mercy!"

The cold murderous intent appeared in Emperor Xia's eyes.

This matter is related to the secret of his cultivation, so he has made up his mind and must not leave any living!

He arrived at Changfengpo as fast as possible, and at some point he had a black sword-shaped token in his hand.

With a forceful swing, the token was inserted into the shadow of the tree, and a wave of ripples in the void spread. Emperor Xia's face was expressionless and stepped in.

But the moment he stepped in, his face suddenly changed wildly.

"not good!"

The teleportation power in the channel was extremely disordered and could not be transmitted at all. The black space cracks came to him silently.

He immediately realized that the teleportation array on the opposite side was deliberately destroyed, so the teleportation failed.

"hateful!"

Emperor Xia's face turned pale and was about to withdraw immediately, but the cracks on all sides were close at hand. He slapped out with his palm, and the force of force roared, trying to resist the cracks in the space.

But what he didn't expect was that the cracks were temporarily blocked, but a storm suddenly rose.

"Space Storm!"
To be continued...