"Who!"

The disciple was shocked.

How come someone he didn't know suddenly appeared in the dungeon?!

However, the man did not give him any chance to react. A gray-black sword shadow flew out from his eyebrows and suddenly pierced into his eyebrows!

"ah--!!"

The disciple screamed in pain, and the lunch box in his hand fell to the ground, but was firmly caught by one hand.

Ye Qingchen opened the lunch box and took a look inside.

The food wasn't bad, it was even pretty good.

But Ye Qingchen's face still became gloomy.

Obviously, in order to be able to pry out information about inheriting sword jade from Ye Xingzhi and Liu Hansu, the people of the Zhenlei Sect, provide them with good food and let them live well.

It seems to be very good to Ye Xingzhi and the others, but maybe they have used a lot of torture!

"You lackeys...all deserve to die!"

Ye Qingchen's eyes released a strong murderous intent!

At this time, the disciple's soul space had already been crushed by the gray and black sword shadow, and he fell into a coma.

Ye Qingchen easily searched his memory and learned the specific location of Ye Xingzhi and his wife.

Then he had his two fingers and his sword was slashed down with endless sword energy!

The disciple's body was immediately broken into dense pieces!

Ye Qingchen waved his hand and the pieces were blown away, and there was no trace of them at all.

And the bloody smell was also absorbed by him using a treasure in the Qiankun Ring.

After doing all this, Ye Qingchen continued to walk inside.

"Well? Why did you feel a breath coming in but suddenly disappear?"

Deep in the dungeon, an old man in a deep purple robe was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed when suddenly he opened his eyes.

His eyes were a little bit, and his face was cold and solemn.

"Maybe...it should be an illusion."

He closed his eyes, stopped thinking about anything else, took back his perception and maintained it in this area.

The two people guarding here are the most important tasks for him, but there must be no mistakes!

However, he did not expect that a young man with only the third level of Xuanyin Realm would sneak into this place under his nose!

When he arrived at the depths of the dungeon, Ye Qingchen glanced at the old man in purple robe sitting cross-legged not far away, and his face became slightly solemn.

In fact, he could take advantage of the current situation to kill the old man.

But he couldn't make such a big noise.

Murong Yu had already awakened him. He could not make too much noise before they were fully prepared to avoid alerting the Zhenlei Sect.

Secondly, he couldn't be sure whether the Zhenlei Sect would notice it after he killed the old man.

Because he had heard that among some large forces or sects, important backbones will have something symbolizing their life soul signs left in the sect.

Once killed outside, the thing will dissipate.

The sect will naturally immediately learn that their people have been killed outside.

Therefore, the safest situation is that you cannot kill this old man.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Qingchen turned his head and looked at the prison door on the left.

In the prison door, there was a pair of men and women dressed in shabby clothes and thin.

The man has a disheveled hair and a haggard face.

But he leaned against the wall, still holding the woman, letting her fall asleep peacefully on his body.

But the sound of their breathing revealed that they had not really fallen asleep.

This made Ye Qingchen's heart hurt for no reason.

I think they have not really slept once in a long time...

Ye Qingchen glanced at the old man over there again, and reached out to lay out the [Similar Fog] and [Strange Spirit Mist Array] for the prison.
Chapter completed!