The night is getting darker.

An unspeakable depression appeared again above Hongtian City, with light gray mist covering the sky.

In the Zhao family’s mansion.

Zhao Biao looked at the scene in the room with a serious look on his face.

Three corpses lay quietly in the room.

They are the three hall masters of their God-Hunting Mansion.

I was with me two days ago, but tonight they all became shriveled corpses.

Zhao Biao looked at the Lord Guo and Lord Lan beside him and said in a low voice: "When did something happen?"

"I don't know, I can't contact you since yesterday. I just went to see it and found out that the abnormality was not found."

Master Guo said with a pale face.

All three star-level Great Perfection Hall Masters died.

What's more important is that the body is shriveled and the blood and energy disappear.

This is obviously a strange thing.

This Hongtian City is extremely strange!

Zhao Biao stared at the corpse on the ground with a deep look, and said in a low voice: "It may not be a strange thing, it may also be a magical weapon!"

"Artifact?"

Lord Guo and the other two were shocked.

"good."

Zhao Biao spoke in a serious tone and said, "Some people may want to use our blood and energy to sacrifice the magical artifact. In addition to the strange killing, it will become like this, and the magical artifact killing will also become like this."

"Who is targeting us?"

Lord Lan asked.

"I don't know, it's just a guess."

Zhao Biao's face was gloomy and he spoke: "This Hongtian City seems to be getting more and more chaotic, so we will withdraw tomorrow."

"But the territory in the city?"

Lord Guo’s face changed.

Zhao Biao's eyes were cold and said, "I don't care. Now the Netherworld crack below is getting bigger and bigger. I just went to see it. There are many terrible weirdnesses in the Netherworld crack. I'm afraid it's a ghost nest below."

His face was extremely solemn.

"What?"

Lord Guo and Lord Lan's face changed.

"Dispose the corpses on the ground, and we will evacuate tomorrow morning."

Zhao Biao said in a low voice.

If he is not dead, he wants to stay for a while.

But now three hall masters died in a blink of an eye, which made him feel uneasy.

I used to think that this Netherworld crack would gradually heal, but now it seems that it is not only not healing, but it is bigger.

Moreover, there are many powerful weirdnesses rushing outside in the depths of the crack, wanting to enter this world.

This is an extremely terrible thing!

"Yes, the Dharma Protector!"

Lord Guo and Lord Lan bowed.

Just then!

Zhao Biao's eyes turned cold and he suddenly turned around.

Deep in the empty yard, a black shadow made a strange smile and passed by like lightning.

"who!"

Whoosh!

Zhao Biao rushed over in an instant, almost to the extreme.

Master Guo and Master Lan were all shocked and rushed out immediately.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

There was a roar from a distance, and the wind was howling, making it difficult to see clearly.

Suddenly, a black shadow flew backwards and hit the ground hard, vomiting blood from a big mouth. It was Zhao Biao.

"Go away!"

Zhao Biao's face changed wildly, and a large shadow suddenly covered his body, Lord Guo and Lord Lan, and brushed it, quickly left and disappeared here.

The entire Zhao Mansion was extremely quiet.

There is no sound.

No one knows what happened to the situation around him.

The white candle burned invisibly inside the lantern.

Under the dark night, there is an indescribable terrible depression.

The butler and servants in the room had no rest, and seemed to have disappeared.

A yard suddenly burst into laughter and gradually faded away.

…

Several black shadows flashed quickly on the street, vaguely and mysteriously, and could not be seen clearly.

"The third guardian of the Hunting God Mansion has experienced it and escaped overnight."

"Zhao Heihong of the Netherworld Sect is nearby and is in poor condition. He is suspected of being cursed, has had diarrhea for several days, and his cultivation level plummeted."

"Elder Mulu of the Heavenly Kingdom Palace is in Xicheng, and there is also a casual cultivator with him. He was seriously injured and intended to get involved in Hongtian City."

"The casual cultivator Pang Yun came yesterday..."

Voices rang out late in the night.

Several black shadows were wielding quickly, and they quickly flashed through and entered a ruined temple.

The ruined temple was covered with women's bodies, with wide eyes wide open, and they were blinded all over their bodies. It seemed that they had suffered painful torture before their death.

A handsome man in black robe sat on a chair in the dilapidated temple. His face was fair and his cultivation was behind him. His black eyes were deep and terrifying, like two invisible vortexes.

"Ninety-nine Girl Blood Soul, I finally completed today. My Yin-Yang Blood Soul Magical Technique has finally gone further. Next is to find ninety-nine boys..."

The handsome man in black robe suddenly smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, a breeze flashed outside, and several figures outside came in.

All of them are mysterious, wearing wide-sleeved robes and mysterious masks on their heads.

There are three people in total.

In addition, there were four handsome men in black robe.

"Has Mr. Le arrived?"

The handsome man in black robe asked indifferently.

"It'll be here tonight, and the Netherworld crack below will be detonated soon."

One person said.

"Okay, the crack in the underworld is broken. This city will eventually become a ghost town. No matter who it is, everyone will have to run away. But before that, I will gather ninety-nine young men as soon as possible, hahaha..."

A handsome man in black robe smiled.

The men in black robes in front of them also smiled slightly.

"If the young master wants to find it, there is the Martial Gang next to it, a secular gang that can be selected at will, so their gang leader is good."

"Oh, is that?"

The handsome man in black robe showed a hint of fiery eyes, and he licked his lips and chuckled.

Suddenly, he sank his tone and said, "How are you doing what you are doing?"

"All of them have been found out, and a few have been solved by the way."

A masked man said.

"Well, when Mr. Le arrived, we can detonate that Netherworld crack."

The handsome man in black robe said in a faint tone, "In prison in the world, all sentient beings suffer, and living are also suffering. We are helping them to be liberated."
To be continued...