…

Yang Yunfan concentrated and held his breath.

On the other side, those several flame light group beings continued to discuss.

"As long as we can find that broken immortal Taoist artifact, we won't even try to conquer it. As long as we sense the original aura of Tao on that thing from a distance, we should be able to transform our life essences.

Once again, step into the supreme realm!"

"good!"

"Absolutely no problem."

"At that time, we can transform into human forms and leave Jiuyao Immortal Mansion freely!"

The voices of those flames and light groups were all looking forward to this.

In fact, they are all special flame beings, and they are trapped by the world rules set by Jiuyao Immortal Lord. They must follow the rules of this Jiuyao world and go out to patrol early in the morning every day. After waiting for an hour, they will

Return to Jiuyao Immortal Mansion.

This is to let a few of them strictly imitate the rules of star operation in the original universe.

However, they are not real stars and their temperatures are not high, so they need nine companions to go out together to provide the Jiuyao world with appropriate light and heat.

Being bound by such rules makes life very boring.

Over time, these flame beings began to resist and wanted to escape from this place.

It's a pity that they are not strong enough. Even if they want to escape, they can't find any way.

At this time, another special life slave left by Jiuyao Immortal Lord, the Brilliance Messenger, came to them and prepared to join forces with them to lay out an overall situation and use the blood power of the Qingqiu Ancient Ruins Soul Clan to break through their own.

Shackles of power!

…

The nine flame light groups chatted for a while, then stopped talking and started heading towards the eighth floor of the ancient tower.

"Okay, brothers, let's go to the eighth floor!"

"This bloodline power of the Soul Clan is of no use to us. It was agreed at the beginning that all of it would be left to the Brilliance Envoy."

Those flaming light groups of life, seeing Yang Yunfan and the strange bloodline of the soul clan, were trapped in cages one after another, and were slowly transported to the seventh floor of the ancient pagoda, along with the soul clan monks who were trapped here before.

, after converging, these flame light groups no longer hesitated.

They flew up to the eighth floor one by one.

"ah!"

"Asshole...you dare to extract my power?"

Not long after, Yang Yunfan vaguely heard a heart-rending roar coming from the eighth floor. These intermittent sounds seemed particularly penetrating in this quiet ancient tower.

"This ancient pagoda has so many secrets!"

Yang Yunfan listened for a while and became uninterested.

He guessed that it was the nine flame light groups that were absorbing the blood power from the body of the Nine Lights World's Great Perfection powerhouse, thus causing the other party to scream in agony.

These things have nothing to do with Yang Yunfan.

He and those powerful men of Dzogchen in Jiuyao World are enemies rather than friends.

He just wants to find the Nine Nether God Lord!

"Father-in-law, where are you? You must hold on... don't let me run away in vain!"

Although Yang Yunfan was trapped by the shackles of various laws, the power in his body, and even soul toxins, came to attack him, trying to make him comatose.

However, he is very powerful. In his soul core, there is also the secret soul defense technique [Blood Star Tower] guarding him. The strange blood-red mist only had a slight impact on him, and he was defeated by the [Blood Star Tower].

Smelted.

After being in a daze for a while, he had almost regained his consciousness.

As soon as he regained consciousness, he began to quickly look around the surrounding environment, trying to find the Lord Jiuyou!

"Damn it, what the hell kind of place is this?"

Yang Yunfan looked back at his surroundings. This was an extremely dark world with no light or temperature. Only gray mist filled the entire space, much like being in a chaotic universe.

And above his head, there was a huge plant hanging. It was like a vine vein. It was hanging down naturally at this time. The fine vines formed cages, which contained densely packed soul clan strongmen.

.

Rows of people, locked in cages, were hanging here casually.

These people have their cultivation levels locked and cannot break free.

These people have been imprisoned for who knows how long. The corpses of some strong soul clan men have dried up, leaving only their skeletons.

Some, although they are not dead yet, have reached the end of their lifespan, their souls fluctuate very weakly, and their breath is coming out more than coming in.

"Ling'er?"

Yang Yunfan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw the Demon Saint in a cage not far from him.

At this time, the Demon Saint had completely passed out.

However, compared to the other people who looked gloomy and had poison in their bodies, Demon Saint's face shone with a trace of fluorescence, which made him look much better.

After all, the Demon Saint is good at the soul law. Although she is poisoned by the bloody soul toxin, there is a special soul resistance inside her body. It is really slowly helping her detoxify.

Let her get better.

"Huh... Ling'er is fine."

Seeing that Demon Saint was fine, Yang Yunfan breathed a sigh of relief.

This time, he took a huge risk and deliberately chose to take advantage of the situation, hoping to find the Lord Jiuyou.

But he didn't want to seriously injure the Demon Saint just because he saved the Nine Nether God Lord.

"Cough cough cough..."

Suddenly, Yang Yunfan heard a weak coughing sound coming from behind him.

Um?

Besides yourself, is anyone else awake?

Yang Yunfan was a little surprised!

The blood-colored poisonous mist has a powerful ability to hallucinate the soul. Even if it is inhaled, it may be enough to make a strong Dzogchen man sleep for more than ten years. Yang Yunfan also did not expect that among the monks of the Soul Clan, there are still people who can match him.

Same, stay awake.

This is not easy!

"Ahem... Boy, whose family are you? Your soul has good resistance. You can actually resist the poison of the phantom magic vine... It seems to be stronger than me. At least, it took me five years to

It took time to completely get rid of the poisonous influence of this phantom magic vine."

"Besides, you are very young. Logically speaking, your family shouldn't send you to die, right?"

The voice behind Yang Yunfan, although still very weak, spoke in a very orderly manner.

The major families of the Soul Clan select people to take the assessment of the Jiuyao Immortal Palace. They usually select the oldest Dzogchen monks who have no hope of breaking through to the supreme realm and are about to fall. This is because it is extremely difficult to participate in the assessment of the Jiuyao Immortal Palace and basically escape death.

.

"senior!"

Hearing this voice, Yang Yunfan tried his best to hold on to the invisible shackles on his body, slowly turned his head, and said expectantly: "Senior, you have been locked up here for many years, you must know where the Nine Nether God Lord is locked up, right?

"

This person just mentioned that he had been away from Qingqiu Ancient Ruins for ten years!
Chapter completed!