They were following the five elders, looking for a way out aimlessly.

The weather was scorching hot and the waves of fire were rolling, seeming to scorch everyone.

"Damn it, sure enough, this formation is actually a miraculous level of craftsmanship. It's a spiritual formation. Now even the owner of Jingmeng Hall can't come in."

The elder of Blood Prison is full of resentment.

rear--

It was a pair of eyes, paying attention to the hundreds of people in the Yintian Sect.

Hua Hua——

These eyes suddenly seemed to travel through space and enter the desert.

"Spirit Sword Sect!!"

The Blood Prison elder noticed the movement, turned around, and saw hundreds of people following Mu Yuqing, Ye Huan, and Lin Jie, arriving into the desert out of thin air.

When he saw Lin Jie, his expression first showed embarrassment, and then became murderous.

Lin Jie said calmly: "Elder of Blood Prison, this is the second time. This time, I will chop off your head."

Ye Huan also took a step forward: "Shameless, we didn't offend the Yintian Sect, right?

Wocao, you guys and a bunch of bastards came to kill me."

After hearing this, the elder of the Blood Prison responded slyly: "Lin Jie, the matter has come to this, and you have no fate with this sect."

"Okay, you are all dead."

Lin Jie showed a ferocious look.

"Ha ha."

The elder of the Blood Prison and the four elders laughed wildly, and this person said again: "You have the peak strength of the upper True Dharma Realm. I know it, but you don't know that I am the overlord of the Perfect True Dharma Realm. Between you and the old man, there is no relationship between you and me.

The difference is too big. If you know better and ask the sword master behind you to open the formation and let me out, I can guarantee that we will never attack the Spirit Sword Sect again after we leave."
Chapter completed!