Soul Devouring Sword Master

To be on the safe side, the two of them stopped flying and walked over, using the surrounding vegetation to cover the route, which was safer.

In addition, Lin Xiao engraved several more spiritual patterns to cover up the auras of the two of them, and walked towards the palace complex.

Not long after, the two of them had approached the palace complex and were hiding in the nearby tree canopy. They were only a few hundred meters away from the palace complex in front of them.

At this moment, everything ahead can be seen more clearly.

The periphery of the huge palace complex is circular. Under the palace complex is a huge white jade stone platform, extending hundreds of meters away from the edge of the palace complex.

On one side of the stone platform, there were hundreds of figures standing.

Among them, there were fifty or sixty people, dressed in blood-colored clothes and wearing blood-colored masks. Their green eyes exuded a cold light, and their whole bodies were filled with evil aura, making people fearful at the first sight.

These people are obviously people from the Evil Temple.

According to the previous disciples of the Evil Temple, nearly a hundred people came from the Evil Temple here. Apparently, the others went to hunt other warriors.

These people are responsible for guarding the captured warriors and deciphering the formations.

The leader of these blood-clothed men was a tall young man. Just standing there gave off an aura as thick as a mountain, which put great pressure on people.

"So strong. This person should be the leader of these people, Xueya."

On the tree crown, Lin Xiao's expression condensed. Even from a distance, he could feel that the aura of Xue Ya gave him a sense of oppression. He secretly sighed in his heart that he was worthy of being a top arrogant person.

In addition to Xue Ya, there are many tyrannical auras among these people, and there are no less than dozens of people above the ninth level of the spiritual realm.

As expected of the Evil Temple, they are as talented as the clouds, and this is just a branch of the Evil Temple. You must know that there are more than 300 disciples sent by the Evil Temple in this battlefield.

There must be a stronger talent, but he hasn't appeared yet.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiao couldn't help but feel a little stressed, but soon he calmed down and his eyes fell on the imprisoned warriors again.

Scattered around these disciples of the Evil Temple were a group of warriors, numbering no less than a few hundred.

These warriors were wrapped in bloody ribbons, as if they were silkworm chrysalises. They were motionless and their eyes were dull, as if they were possessed by some kind of secret spell.

Because these people were entangled with blood-colored ribbons and there were many of them, it was difficult for Lin Xiao to find Nie Shi and others.

On the stone platform, Xue Ya and others stood there with indifferent expressions, looking forward.

In front, several figures were carving spiritual patterns and surveying formations.

These people, also dressed in blood clothes, are also disciples of the Evil Temple.

Although the Evil Temple specializes in martial arts, it also trains some spirit pattern masters to prepare for emergencies. This time, among the disciples of the Evil Temple who entered the fallen battlefield, there are some spirit pattern masters.

The leader of these people is a slender young man, standing in front, holding a formation plate, carefully observing the surroundings, frowning, as if deep in thought.

Several other people were also holding array disks and observing the stone platforms around them. Behind them, there was an area marked with a blood line, which represented the safe zone they had surveyed.

There were scattered blood stains in that area.

At this moment, the location where these people are located is still about three hundred meters away from the edge of the palace complex. They have just opened up half of the distance.

After being silent for a while, the slender young man shook his head, with some helplessness and anxiety in his eyes. He turned his head and glanced at the other people, "How is it?"

The slender young man is under thirty years old, but his voice is extremely old and hoarse, like a dying old man. Anyone who hears it for the first time will probably get goosebumps.

Several people shook their heads, "Senior Brother Xueku, we have basically made no progress. These formations are all fourth-level high-level formations. We have tried half of them, but we still can't crack them."

"If that's the case, then we can only use some more people to explore the way!"

Xue Ku said in a deep voice, with a hint of indifference in his voice.

"Xue Ya, grab some people and come here!"

Xue Ku turned around and looked at the tall young man.

"good."

Xueya nodded, waved his hand and said indifferently, "Grab some more people."

Immediately, I saw a one-armed young man walking out, it was the blood cloud from before.

Xue Yunsen smiled coldly and came to a group of warriors. He opened his palms and condensed a blood bead. Immediately, a bloody light emitted from the blood bead, covering the group of warriors.

Soon, those warriors regained consciousness and their eyes regained some brightness, but the aura on their bodies was still weak.

"Get up and go explore the road!"

Xueyun said coldly.

"Exploring the path?"

These warriors were puzzled.

"There are some spiritual pattern formations ahead. I need you to go over and find a safe route!"

Xueyun said impatiently.

"What, doesn't that mean we are going to die? If we don't go, I won't go even if we are killed!"

A bald warrior with a big sword

"Are you sure you don't want to go?"

At this time, Xueyun's eyes fell on the bald warrior, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which made people's hair stand on end.

Immediately, the bald young man's body trembled violently, as if he was being targeted by death, with a look of fear on his face, but then he shook his head vigorously and said resolutely, "I won't go, and I won't go even if I die!"

"If you want to die, it's not that simple!"

Xueyun's expression turned cold, and the next moment, his palm suddenly grabbed the bald young man's head, and then, his palm sparkled with blood.