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Pang Yun pointed at Lu Yu, causing everyone to look at him as well.

Fatty Zhang scolded him at this time: "You dog, my brother has just reached the Dragon Qi realm. How dare you make him go into the depths of this palace?!"

Pang Yun coldly laughed, "Then why don't you see who your brother is? This treasure clearly belongs to Elder Bai, and it was taken away by this brat." "What if this kid carries some kind of incredible treasure and sneaks away?"

Fatty Zhang sneered, "Even if my brother has a treasure on him, it's still his own. What does it have to do with you!"

Zhen Yuqin walked out at this moment and said in a firm tone, "I don't agree. Lu Yu's cultivation isn't high enough, he can't even reach the depths of this palace!"

Pang Yun shook his head, "Fairy Zhen, your words are wrong. This brat is extremely crafty. You'd better not fall for his trick. Moreover, I don't think this brat will leave either."

Lu Yu shook his head: "You're right, I really won't leave."

Zhen Yuqin became anxious. After all, Lu Yu had helped her remove the poison curse, so she could be considered her savior.

Naturally, she couldn't just stand by and watch Lu Yu die.

"What are you trying to do? Why aren't you leaving? Didn't you see those evil spirits? The deeper you go, the more dangerous they become!" Zhen Yuqin said anxiously.

Pang Yun laughed loudly, pointed at Lu Yu and yelled, "Did you see that? He can't even talk himself out of it!"

Lu Yu's gaze turned cold, "What does my leaving have to do with you?" A mere defeated opponent, scram! "

With the final "Scram," Lu Yu activated his zhenqi.

His voice was filled with a tyrannical amount of true energy as it bombarded Pang Yun's body.

Pang Yun was so astonished that he quickly backed up and even leaned against the wall, not saying a word.

Pang Yun suddenly remembered that Lu Yu was already so powerful when he was only at the Dragon Qi realm.

Although he was now a full circle Heavenly Master, he was no longer a match for Lu Yu.

If Lu Yu grew up, then in the future, he'd be in trouble.

Pang Yun was stunned. Just as he was about to speak, the entire Hall began to tremble.

Countless pieces of sand and stones fell from the cracks in the wall, and the walls began to shake as well, as if an earthquake had occurred.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The sound of heavy footsteps came from the ground, as if countless people were advancing.

All the cultivators' expressions changed. Even Bai Suqing frowned slightly.

"It's coming from the depths!" Zhen Tianxiong immediately reacted.

The crowd of cultivators subconsciously crowded together. In this gloomy and terrifying place, perhaps only when people gathered together would they feel safe enough.

Suddenly, the footsteps stopped.

Everyone was stunned. They clearly discovered that the footsteps seemed to have stopped not too far away from them.

Gulp!

Some of them swallowed a mouthful of saliva as a layer of cold sweat appeared on their forehead.

"Could it be …" Is there something out there? " Someone said with a trembling voice.

A flame suddenly appeared in Zhen Tianxiong's palm and he was about to throw it outwards.

"Wait!"

Bai Suqing suddenly stopped him. An unprecedented seriousness appeared on her face, "Let's slowly retreat. Don't disturb the people outside."

What could it be that Bai Suqing feared so much?

Everyone could not help but suck in a breath of cold air. But now was not the time to think about such things.

At the entrance of the Hall of Prison, a dim light faintly appeared.

Within this ghostly light, it was as if countless dust and smoke were gradually drifting about.

Battle drums began to sound outside the door.

In the smoke and dust, countless figures appeared.

They held sharp swords in their hands, standing straight and upright.

In the middle of the battle, countless soldiers stood together, exuding a murderous aura.

"This is …" Ghastly soldier borrowing the path! " Zhen Tianxiong's expression suddenly changed.