Chapter 1689

Ye Yuxi was very careful, knowing how powerful Huang Ling was, she deliberately avoided the pillar when investigating.

"Hey! I'm talking about you, the elixir that Master Wu has just refined, hurry up and take it."

Just as Ye Yuxi pushed Shi Qing into the cell, there was a person standing at an exit not far away, dressed like a pharmacist.

The expression on the alchemist's face was a bit disgusted, he didn't seem to like the atmosphere in this hall very much, he was looking at Ye Yuxi at the moment, and he seemed to regard Ye Yuxi as a person in this hall.

It's no wonder that everyone in the Palace of Hades wears cloaks, and everyone looks similar from the outside.

The pharmacist's status is very high, except for the elders, they dare not order them around, and ordinary disciples are almost ordered by anyone they meet.

Ye Yuxi nodded respectfully, walked up to the pharmacist, and found the basket in his hand.

Glancing at the contents inside, Ye Yuxi's pupils shrank again.

Loyalty Pill?

And the quality is good!

To be able to refine Zhongling Pill of this quality, the pharmacist must be at least the fourth grade or above.

"Bring over the elixir!"

Someone in the hall yelled, just now the pharmacist mistook Ye Yuxi for someone in the hall, and they got along day and night, and instantly recognized Ye Yuxi as the disciples who were arresting people outside.

Ye Yuxi explored the surrounding cells while walking.

"Huh? Qing'er!"

Suddenly, Ye Yuxi's heart skipped a beat. In the second room on the left, more than a hundred of Qing'er and the others were huddled inside, listless.

Ye Yuxi suppressed the excitement in her heart, and handed over a basket of Loyalty Pills to another person.

The man glanced at Ye Yuxi, and waved at Ye Yuxi: "This is none of your business, go down and get busy."

Ye Yuxi nodded, turned around and wanted to return.

Keep your eyes on the surroundings, and mentally check behind you.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Ye Yuxi immediately changed the angle, pretending to have nothing to do, and touched the second cell on the left.

At the same time, he sent a sound transmission to Huo Ling in his heart.

...

Outside the palace of Hades.

Bai Jinyi was floating high in the sky, holding a paper map in his hand, Huo Ling turned into a bird and stood on Bai Jinyi's shoulder.

Behind Bai Jinyi, fifty ninth-level powerhouses floated quietly.

A few hundred meters below everyone's feet was the entrance to the Palace of the King of Hades.

It has to be said that the hiding method of the Palace of the King of Hades is very clever. From the sky down, there is a piece of yellow sand, and the tall sect can't be seen at all.

Half an hour had passed since Ye Yuxi and the others entered.

There was a hint of impatience in Bai Jinyi's eyes, which would never appear in Bai Jinyi's eyes in the past!

But today, when Bai Jinyi thought of Ye Yuxi entering a dangerous place alone, he felt a little uneasy.

"Huo Ling, your master hasn't sent you a voice transmission yet?" Bai Jinyi asked Huo Ling softly.

Huo Ling blinked her small eyes and shook her head.

Bai Jinyi flipped his palm, put away the map, and the impatience in his eyes became even worse.

A few minutes later.

There was a look of light in Huo Ling's small eyes, "Xiaobai, Xiaobai, the master said that she found Qing'er and the others, and asked you to lead someone to attack to attract the attention of the Palace of the Underworld."

Bai Jinyi was stunned, and suddenly waved his palm, "Kill!"

bang bang bang.

Fifty ninth-rank powerhouses in the air rushed straight down according to the predetermined plan.

The direction they are attacking is not the gate of Hades Hall, but the surrounding spirits!

Under Bai Jinyi's arrangement, these ninth-level powerhouses deliberately exploded with shocking spiritual fluctuations.

Boom boom boom, the spiritual power is everywhere, and the sand is flying.

...

In Hades Hall, puppet hall.

Ye Yuxi had already touched the edge of the second stone chamber on the left.

Voice transmission to Qing'er in my heart: "Qing'er, don't move, it's me."