In Fang Che's heart, the names on the stone wall were still flowing slowly by, like a mighty and fearless face, becoming a long river of time in front of his eyes, and his righteousness soared into the sky!

"My seniors, what would you do if you, after a fierce battle in the secret realm, returned home with glory, only to see your wife being brutally murdered at the gate of the city?"

Fang Che murmured in his heart and asked.

Those majestic faces remained unchanged, and their sharp gazes seemed to have pierced through the ages, shining on Fang Che's face.

"I'm just like you. I have no regrets about anything I do for the mainland. I give everything I have, and I don't care!"

Fang Che said word by word in his heart: "But if something like this happens, I will not be ashamed of anything I do!"

"Can you agree?"

Of course Fang Che couldn't get an answer.

But whether he got it or not, he had no regrets.

I do my things because I want to do them.

I will avenge my revenge because I want to avenge it!

No conflict!

An awe-inspiring killing intent clearly emerged from his body.

A sense of trance came over me.

Sun Wutian is back.

Fang Che didn't make any resistance.

Immediately, his whole person suddenly disappeared from the study room.

Entered Sun Wutian's domain.

…

The black fog is vast.

A mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Ghosts dance wildly.

Rivers of blood.

Fang Che was startled as soon as he came in.

In front of us was a scene of hell.

Those who are timid will probably collapse on the spot when they see this scene.

"Ancestor, this..."

Fang Che bared his teeth.

"It's just a temporary illusion."

Sun Wutian made an understatement: "What you saw before when you came in can be reached through this layer of ghost mist. But the people of the Murong family are not worthy of seeing my real domain. Letting them see hell is already a gift to them.

"

"That's what the Patriarch said."

Fang Che said.

Sun Wutian waved his hand.

Ghost fog separates an area.

Fifteen people were lying quietly inside.

"The main figures of the Murong family are all here. I have sealed their cultivation!"

Sun Wutian said calmly: "It's up to you how you want to vent your anger."

"Thank you, Patriarch."

Fang Che said: "Please ask the Patriarch to wake them up."

Sun Wutian Jiejie gave a weird laugh and waved his hand.

Then he turned into black mist and disappeared.

…

Murong Qingyu and others woke up leisurely and immediately found that they had no strength at all.

Now, everyone is extremely weak, and even ordinary people do not have the strength.

The person who controls himself actually controls his muscles and veins with spiritual energy, making every muscle and veins sore and weak?

Fifteen people opened their eyes and struggled to sit up, with fear in their eyes.

Where is this?

The surrounding mist is rising, evil ghosts are disappearing and appearing, and a river is flowing beside it. If you look closely, it is full of blood.

And beside the river, there are all small mountains piled up with piles of bones.

Countless amounts of black energy emerged from the White Bone Mountain Peak and condensed in the sky. Fierce ghosts continued to appear.

Whatever face you think of is that face.

Everyone is creepy...

But his muscles and bones were so weak that he couldn't move, let alone resist.

The sound of ghosts crying and howling sounded, the black fog billowed, and more than a dozen evil ghosts roared towards me with their teeth and claws open.

Jump directly in front of everyone.

"ah!!"

With a scream, a middle-aged man's eyes were so straight that his eyeballs almost bulged out, and he desperately kicked his body back with his feet.

"Ah... spare me... I didn't do anything..."

The man exclaimed: "Brother Wu, Brother Wu... I am helpless about your wife. I am forced to be helpless... She doesn't want it... Your daughter... ah!! It's none of my business...

That's what eldest brother is playing... It has nothing to do with me... We are sworn brothers. How could I harm you..."

The illusion created by Sun Wutian itself has the power to seduce the soul.

But this man's cultivation suddenly disappeared, and he had been scared out of his wits by Sun Wutian before. Now when he saw the scene of hell, he instinctively thought that he was dead and had already arrived in hell.

And there are countless enemies here, people whom I have killed.

And as his thoughts changed, the evil ghosts naturally turned into what he thought, roaring towards him like crazy.

My heart was shattered for a moment, I was scared out of my wits, I was peeing and pooping out, I tried my best to move back, but I couldn't move very far, I could only keep begging for mercy.

"Deacon Wang, I know you were wronged, but who asked you to investigate the Qinglong Gang at that time? They asked me to drug you, and I was helpless... I really had no choice... Wuwu..."

He cried loudly: "I really didn't mean it...Xiaolan, Xiaolan, listen to me, it wasn't me who killed you..."

As for other members of Murong's family, as one person collapsed, the others also started a chain reaction, and one by one they confessed to the evil ghost in the sky...

It was a mess for a while.

However, Murong Qingyu and four or five others remained pale-faced and said nothing.

They have experienced many things and their minds are relatively stable.

First, decide whether you are dead or alive.

If you pinch yourself hard or pinch yourself, you can feel the pain.

Does that mean he's still alive?

The few people made eye contact and didn't care about the evil ghost rushing in front of them.

Sure enough, the evil ghost disappeared after it jumped on his face.

"Everyone stop!" Murong Qingyu roared loudly: "Stop shouting! We are still alive! This is an illusion!"

Several people shouted angrily.

Everyone gradually calmed down.

But there were still three people who kept repenting and kowtowing. No matter how others tried to persuade them, it was of no avail.

Several people joined forces to catch them and knocked them unconscious.

We finally got some peace. But several people were so tired that they were panting!

"What the hell is this place? Didn't the Wutian Sword Demon capture us?"

Murong Qingyu frowned.

"Where's the devil?"

Everyone shook their heads.

The evil ghosts are still taking shape, rushing towards them, one after another. Although they know it is fake, everyone is still feeling nervous.
To be continued...