Chapter 869 Slapping Jiu Xuanji in Court

North of the city, Jiahe Lane.

No. 188 and No. 189 had three entrances and three exits. They seemed to have no connection, but in fact, the underground had already been opened up and connected together. They had also asked a trap master to design a huge palace. A Qi Concealing Array was set up around it to hide the aura and not let it spread out at all.

If one didn’t know the inside story, just looking at the surface, they were just two ordinary mansions.

The rainstorm became heavier and heavier, crashing onto the ground and splashing large amounts of water.

A cold-looking woman was wearing a short black skirt, exposing her arms and legs. Her beautiful hair fell casually on her shoulders. She wore a purple gold mask and stood in the alley between the two mansions. Her name was Huang.

Her red lips were very bright, and her lipstick was very thick. When she curled up slightly, she exuded a mature charm, as if she was mocking him. Her beautiful eyes were clearly very beautiful, but there was no life in them. They were like ten thousand years of ice, so cold that it was scary.

“You really hid it well.”

She lifted her feet. There was a lot of water on the ground. Some places were low, so there was more rain. Green light flashed, covering her feet. She stomped down roughly.

Bang!

The ground shattered, and with this place as the center, it spread out for fifty to sixty feet. The gravel fell down, and the array formation shot out countless black smoke, destroying them.

Without waiting for the people below to rush out, Huang made another move. She jumped down from the broken hole. Although the formation below was running, its power had been pushed to the limit. Judging from the momentum, it seemed to be a mid-grade Earth-rank formation. It had both attack and defense. The green light that touched her body was like a piece of paper. A puff of green smoke rose and a huge corner was dissolved in an instant.

He stood on the ground and activated the array. In a few breaths, the broken array healed itself, blocking the rainstorm outside.

The sudden movement alarmed the people inside. One by one, black-clothed men with their faces covered, only revealing their eyes, rushed out like lightning. Their swords and sabers slashed out, and cold lights flashed as they charged towards her.

Desolate didn’t panic. His face didn’t change. He glanced around as if he was looking for something. Then, he looked to the north. His beautiful eyes brightened. It seemed that he had found it.

He didn’t even look at the people who rushed up and walked straight ahead.

Whoosh!

In the next second, countless swords and sabers were about to slash at her body. Green light swept out from her body and formed a circle, hitting the bodies of these men in black.

An explosion sounded!

In an instant, all the people who rushed up were killed without a drop of blood.

It was as if they had poked a hornet’s nest. Almost all the people hiding in the underground palace rushed out. There weren’t many of them, less than 30 of them. However, these people had condensed auras, killing intent in their eyes, and extraordinary cultivation. Some of them gave off auras that were as high as the sun, and there were loud explosions. When their cultivation reached a certain level, it was a phenomenon.

They surrounded the place, but they were not in a hurry to attack. An old man walked up from behind. His name was Old Yan, a judge of the Path of Hell. He had been stationed in this secret stronghold for a long time and was in charge of daily affairs.

“Who are you? Why did he barge into this place? You even killed our people?”

Desolate scornfully looked at him. He raised his two slender, fair fingers and waved them casually. His red lips parted slightly. Tell Ghostface Yama to come out and speak.”

Ghostface Yama was the second-in-command of the Path of Hell, and his immediate superior was the Path Master. His cultivation was monstrous, and his divine powers were astonishing. Ever since he started his path, he had never failed any of the missions he had accepted. With his powerful abilities, he had grown step by step from the bottom to the current high position.

“You can’t just see the Lord as you please!” Old Yan was unmoved and said coldly.

He attacked without warning.

A tyrannical cultivation erupted, and the sound of a dragon and a tiger clashing rang out in her body. She took a step forward and appeared in front of her. Her palm rolled, and countless true essence surged out, transforming into a huge palm print that ruthlessly slapped towards her face, wanting to kill her.

Huang snorted coldly. His jade-like fingers turned into a sword and slashed violently. The sword Qi fell and cut him in half.

” You want me to invite you out?” he asked sarcastically as he looked at the palace.

The surrounding people were on guard and did not dare to go forward. Even Old Yan was not a match for them. If they went forward, they would also die. They looked into the depths from the corner of their eyes.

The atmosphere suddenly changed, and the temperature instantly dropped to the lowest. Murderous intent, bloodlust, and killing intent filled the air. A fierce hurricane was stirred up in the air. A tyrannical aura descended from the sky and suppressed it domineeringly. A domineering voice that seemed to control life and death sounded.” You’re courting death!”

The black light swept out, illuminating the entire space as it rushed up from behind.

The surrounding men in black had a heated and worshipful look in their eyes. They looked at Desolate as if they were looking at a cold corpse. Their master would never fail!

” Not bad.” Desolate smiled. He was still arrogant.

Looking at the black light that was shooting over, Ghostface Yama hid inside and raised his jade-like hand. Green light condensed and he slapped out across the air.

The people around them were all sent flying and fell to the ground. They were heavily injured. This time, they did not kill him. The palm print was blocked by the black light.

The two different spiritual lights collided and fought crazily. The two of them controlled their attacks and did not let any of their energy escape. Otherwise, this underground palace would be destroyed in an instant.

From the exchange of blows, it was obvious who was stronger.

Desolate stood still. After he struck out his palm, he didn’t move at all. Ghost-faced Yama tried his best to block this palm print with difficulty. It didn’t break and continued to be in a stalemate.

Ten breaths later.