If the most feared and unwilling place in the world is hell, then this is purgatory on earth.

Blood flowed freely all over the ground, staining every inch of the land here red.

Every three feet, a monk who had his hands and feet cut off or stripped of his skin screamed and screamed, all bound in chains of mist, unable to escape.

Stumps and broken arms, bloody bones and internal organs can be seen everywhere, and the tragic scene is only unbearable for people to look at.

Looking upward, I saw that above the main hall inside the door, the fog chains hung straight down, and at the end of the chains, there were monks hanging upside down.

They cried, screamed, hurled, and pleaded, but no one could save them, only blood was shed in anger and despair, and resentment was constantly generated.

The scene in front of him was really the most cruel and bloody scene Qiao Yuan had ever seen in his life.

At this moment, he actually had a trace of fear, and he wanted to turn around and leave immediately, away from this human purgatory.

But as soon as this fearful emotion appeared, Qiao Yuan slammed into a shock, and the resentment around him was like a huge mouth that devoured people, almost devouring him.

Taking two deep breaths, Qiao Yuan raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately became vigilant in his heart.

"These monks are alive, and it seems that the people who set this trap should not intend for them to die. ”

Just shocked by the bloody scene in front of him, at this moment Qiao Yuan stabilized his mind, and his divine sense carefully probed several times, only to find that this place seemed to be tragic, but in fact, there was no one who really died.

The divine sense probed further in, and the large hall inside the door was unusually wide, and it was impossible to see it all at a glance.

Suddenly, Qiao Yuan's expression changed suddenly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

In addition to these monks who were chained, there were many people in the depths of the main hall, and these people were fighting against the invasion of the fog chains, and it seemed that they could not hold out for long.

"It's him!"

The divine sense swept over the group of people, and Qiao Yuan suddenly found a rather familiar monk in the crowd, who was none other than Xiang Tian, who had dealt with Yunyan Gorge before.

In addition, there are two men and two women not far from Xiang Tian, he has never seen men, and the two women Qiao Yuan have taken pictures, it is Xiang Tian's nephew Wu Rou, and Ge Hongyu of Hualiuzong.

As for the others, Qiao Yuan's consciousness swept away, and they were all quite unfamiliar faces.

The people who can be here at this moment are all the strongest of the strong, Qiao Yuan's divine sense swept over, and naturally they were also aware of it.

At that moment, there was an old man in a white robe, with a hint of joy flashing in his eyes, and shouted loudly.

"I don't know which Taoist friend rushed here, please show up. ”

As soon as the words fell, the dozens of monks who were still in the depths of the main hall immediately turned their eyes to the direction of the gate.

Since he came, how could he have any reason to quit, Qiao Yuan's right foot was slightly forced, and the whole person flew towards the depths of the hall as if he was stepping on the wind.

But as soon as he flew into the hall, more than a dozen mist chains suddenly burst out from the blood above the main hall and on the ground, winding towards him from all directions.

Qiao Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and when he raised his hand, a fierce wind whistled, enveloping his body for ten zhang, and the wind blade inside it was permeating, immediately cutting the chains that had just approached into several pieces.

Although the mist chain had the ability to heal quickly, it still couldn't break through the strong wind, so he could only let Qiao Yuan leave.

After flying nearly three hundred zhang and bypassing the huge stone pillars, Qiao Yuan finally saw the group of monks.

At this moment, they were standing on stone pillars about eight feet high, the stone pillars were just a place for one person to stay, and below them were countless dense fog chains.

For some reason, the chains could not get close to the stone pillars, and could only keep swaying below, like poisonous snakes with open mouths, waiting for their prey to fall.

Although they are in the stone pillar, the chains below cannot be approached, but the chains above can still attack them, but the chains above are relatively few.

Qiao Yuan had already understood the situation here with his divine sense, and as soon as he came over at this moment, he landed on a stone pillar that was uninhabited.

His appearance immediately attracted the attention of everyone here, and the monk who didn't know Qiao Yuan was naturally full of loss, but Xiang Tian was overjoyed, changed his previous calm image, and exclaimed in surprise.

"Qiao Daoyou, it's you!"

"Brother Xiang, do you know this junior?"

Ge Hongyu on another stone pillar, with a pair of charming eyes, showed a hint of surprise, and asked.

Xiang Tian shook his head and smiled, looked at Ge Hongyu Zhengse and said.

"Qiao Daoyou is not a junior, don't look at him, he only has the cultivation of Jindan Great Perfection, but his strength is not below you and me. ”

"The surname is Qiao, could it be that he is the first person in the Yuan Infant Period mentioned by Brother Xiang earlier, Qiao Yuan. ”

On the other side, the male cultivator who was on the same team as them showed a hint of surprise on his face, and hurriedly spoke.

As soon as the word Qiao Yuan came out, the eyes of many monks here changed, obviously they had also heard of the name of the first person in the Yuan Infant Stage.

But there was one person, but his expression changed suddenly, with a strong look of disbelief in his eyes, and his eyes were staring at Qiao Yuan.

Such a gaze fell on him, and Qiao Yuan naturally sensed it.

turned his head to look, but saw that it was an extremely ordinary-looking young man, dressed in an extremely simple green shirt, placed in the crowd, he was the first person to be ignored.

is such a person, but it makes Qiao Yuan feel a sense of familiarity, as if he has seen it somewhere.

The monk's memory is generally excellent, and if he has seen it, Qiao Yuan will definitely not forget it.

But this young man was too ordinary, such a person, he had seen not ten thousand but eight thousand, and after thinking for a while, he really remembered where he had seen this person.

"Hmph, what's the use of the first person in the Yuan Infant Period, here, if there is no cultivation in the Yuan Infant Period, it is difficult to even say self-preservation. ”

Just as he was thinking about it, a cold snort suddenly sounded, which immediately made many monks shake, and a rather bitter expression appeared on their faces.

Qiao Yuan followed the voice and saw that the person who spoke was a black-faced man with a coffin on his back.

Just looking at the coffin, Qiao Yuan knew the origin of this person, he must be the same as the blood Hongzi, from the most powerful corpse sect in the Donglai Kingdom.

Qiao Yuan didn't pay attention to the black-faced man, a smile appeared on his face, and he nodded at Xiang Tian, which was regarded as a greeting, and then asked with a straight face.

"Xiang Daoyou, what the hell is going on here?"

"Alas, it's hard to put into words. ”

Xiang Tian, like the other monks, also showed a bitter expression and sighed lightly.

Seeing that the chains above were attacking again, Qiao Yuan and Xiang Tian didn't have time to say more, and immediately cast their own spells to resist.

After a cup of tea, the offensive momentum of the chain slowed down, and everyone took advantage of this to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Qiao Daoyou, we have been trapped here for half a year, the situation is extremely serious, I am afraid that if we continue to consume it, we will run out of oil and run out, and like the monks in front of the temple, we will become the source of resentment. ”

Xiang Tian gritted his teeth, turned over his hand and took out an elixir that replenished spiritual power, pinched it in half, swallowed half of it, and then looked at Qiao Yuan and continued to speak.

"Xiang doesn't know how you got here, but I don't think it was a mistake, right?"

Hearing this, before Qiao Yuan could answer, all the monks looked moved, and they all turned their heads to look at the green-shirted monk who had made Qiao Yuan feel familiar before.

"Could it be that Master Zhang's nephew's blue-eyed psychic monkey really passed on the news?"

A white-robed old man not far from the green-shirted monk muttered with a hint of surprise on his face.

Qiao Yuan ignored them, just looked at Xiang Tian and replied.

"That's right, I came here with the others. ”

After saying this, the faces of all the monks suddenly showed surprise.

The white-robed old man's face was the most surprised, and he asked first.

"I don't know who your Excellency came here with, and are there any infant monks among them?"

"I am here with Shen Ming, Wei Xingwen, and Fang Yan. ”

Seeing them like this, how could Qiao Yuan not understand the meaning.

Thinking that the news that came out here was their only hope, but unfortunately the rescuers who moved in were only three Jindan monks, plus him, an outsider who had inadvertently followed.

After listening to his words, the white-robed old man's heart suddenly cooled half, the three juniors in the Jindan period, among them, Shen Ming and Fang Yan were still dolls who didn't understand anything, wouldn't this be a death.

"What? It's the three of them, what about Hai Danzi, why didn't she come?"

"Haidanzi?"

Qiao Yuan's eyes froze, and he suddenly remembered that Hu Yu had mentioned this name many years ago, and after thinking about it, he remembered that this Hai Danzi was a generation of alchemy masters of the Sea Soul Sect.

Immediately, he understood that Wei Xingwen and the white-robed old man in front of him were all from the Sea Soul Sect.

"I met Shen Daoyou and the three of them outside the core land, and I didn't see any Yuan Infant Cultivators at that time, and they never mentioned Hai Danzi. ”

"And where are they now?"

The white-robed old man sighed and raised his head to reveal a look of regret on his face.

Qiao Yuan replied truthfully: "They are on the first floor of the palace now, and it shouldn't take long for them to come up." ”

Haidanzi's name is quite famous in the Donglin Continent, and everyone pins their hopes on her, but they didn't expect the news brought by Qiao Yuan to completely extinguish the flame of hope, and some monks couldn't help but show dissatisfaction with him.

Although they all knew that it was no wonder that Qiao Yuan was going to survive, they were able to survive until now because of this hope.

Now that there was no hope, many monks were immediately swept away by resentment in their despair.

"What nonsense are you talking about, Haidanzi's predecessors are well-known benevolent people, how can they abandon me and wait!"

At that moment, there was a Jindan Great Perfection monk who was closest to Qiao Yuan, pointing at Qiao Yuan's nose and scolding.

Qiao Yuan's brows furrowed slightly, and when he turned his head to look, he saw that the person was full of resentment, and his pupils were a little gray.

Ignoring him, Qiao Yuan looked at Xiang Tian and asked politely.

"Xiang Daoyou, do you know how to leave this place?"

He understood that since these people pinned their hopes on Hai Danzi, they must have a way out of the predicament, but they didn't cultivate enough to do it.

As soon as he finished speaking, before Xiang Tian could reply, the mist chains above attacked again.