The man's expression suddenly became strange, and he looked at Zhu Sanhou in a daze.

Zhu Sanhou was already full of anger, and when he saw the two guards showing such expressions, he was immediately furious.

"Are you so deaf? Haven't you heard what I said?"

Under Zhu Sanhou's scolding, the two of them finally came to their senses and nodded quickly. One of them ran in even more happily.

Zhu Sanhou was quite smart and suddenly realized that something seemed to be wrong with all this.

"I said, you are all nervous, what's wrong?" Zhu Sanhou asked.

The guard smiled bitterly, looked at Zhu Sanhou up and down, and then said shyly: "Captain Zhu, some of them are so small that they don't know whether they should say it."

Seeing this guy looking strange, Zhu Sanhou waved his hand and said, "Tell me!"

The man yelled, which was quite a bit like having fun in suffering.

"Teacher Zhu, you came at the right time. This is called "If you don't go in heaven, if you don't have a way, if you don't have a way in hell, you will come and vote for it."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Sanhou was stunned at first, then furious, and raised his hand and slapped him.

At this moment, the guard who went in to report had already run out and shouted from afar, saying, "Captain Zhu, Master Zhu, please invite me."

Zhu Sanhou took his hand back and said viciously: "I'll deal with you later."

Zhu Sanhou stepped out and walked in through the palace gate.

The guard looked at Zhu Sanhou's back with a playful look on his face.

At this moment, there were many people gathering in the hall, standing or sitting, but no one spoke, and a heavy atmosphere filled the air.

These people have good cultivation, and most of them have reached the spiritual gathering stage.

In addition, seven corpses lie horizontally on the ground of the hall.

In the main hall, a thin and gorgeously dressed middle-aged man leaned on the main seat.

This person has a very strange appearance and has three pairs of ears.

The six-eared man seemed to be injured and had a little tired expression.

"Everyone, is there really no way?" The man with six ears looked around the monks in the hall again and spoke.

When everyone heard the question from the Liu Er people, they were indifferent.

Seeing this scene, an old man dressed as a housekeeper sighed and said, "The boss, the matter has come to this point, and there is no other good deeds. However, Zhu Sanhou is quite a bit sloppy. He didn't know the seriousness of the matter. When he came here, he might ask him if there was a solution."

"If it really doesn't work, just fight it. It's not a big deal for me to hold it here all the time." A round-faced monk said coldly.

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall also felt a little sank. Is it really time to break the verge of death?

For a moment, the people in the hall fell silent again.

The six-eared man had no choice but to wave his hand and let his subordinates carry the body out of the door.

At this moment, Zhu Sanhou strode in and was stunned when he saw the corpses on the ground.

However, he did not think about it carefully. He was about to salute the person of Liu'er in the main position, but the atmosphere here was extremely unusual.

Here are all the elite monks under the command of Liu'er monks. These people were all arrogant and domineering in the past, but when they saw them today, they were all listless, like defeated roosters.

Not only them, but even the masters here and the six-eared people above the throne have the same expression.

Zhu Sanhou felt a little nervous and thought to himself if something big happened.

"Master Er." Zhu Sanhou carefully saluted the person of Liu'er.

The six-eared man did not react much, but waved his hand and asked him to retreat aside.

This made Zhu Sanhou even more strange. He felt a move in his heart and plucked up the courage to the person of Liu'er and continued, "Master Er, did something happen to Sifang Pavilion?"

The six-eared man just glanced at him, but didn't say anything.

"Zhu Sanhou, it's really time for you to come!" The old man who looked like a housekeeper took the conversation, but did not answer Zhu Sanhou's question.

Zhu Sanhou was stunned and said, "Master, I'm here this time to report to you a major event. The boss of the Nine-layer skin was killed by someone. Please ask Master Er to avenge our boss for the sake of the friendship of the charity!"

Although the atmosphere here is a little bit wrong, Zhu Sanhou still told the news of the Nine-layer skin's death.

Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked, and even the six-eared people suddenly rose up.

However, not long after he stood up, he sat down again with no words.

Zhu Sanhou was a little anxious and said, "Master, aren't you going to avenge the boss of the Nine-layer skin?"

The man with six ears looked impatient and scolded: "Avenge? I'm so hard to protect myself now, so where can I get revenge?"

Zhu Sanhou was shocked and looked at everyone present with shock.

He swears that the world is no longer normal. As the three evil cultivators in the Northern Region, they have always bullied and exploited others, and they will never suffer any losses.

But now, the third brother of the three evil people has been ruined, and the second brother actually said that he is unable to protect himself.

Zhu Sanhou was stunned on the spot for a moment.

The round-faced monk who had said before was already familiar with Zhu Sanhou, so he walked over, patted Zhu Sanhou on the shoulder, and said, "Brother Sanhou, did you see a young monk in white sitting before the mountain gate when you came here?"

Zhu Sanhou glanced at him and nodded immediately.

"Let's say we're avenging our third master now, we can't even get out of the mountain gate!"

Zhu Sanhou looked shocked and said, "Why is this?"

"It's the King of Hell blocking the mountain gate, you are allowed to enter and not leave! No matter who the monks in our four sides of the pavilion are, they will immediately die of a crime once they walk out of the mountain gate!"

Zhu Sanhou was even more surprised and said, "I have seen that person. His cultivation level is only in the middle stage of gathering spirits. How could he block many brothers and ear masters in the cabinet?"

The round-faced monk looked disdainful and sneered: "Then you go out and try it? If you can block his sword, I will recognize you as my grandfather from now on!"

"this……"

The round-faced monk pushed Zhu Sanhou back with one sentence.

He didn't believe that there would be such a person between heaven and earth. With his mid-stage spiritual gathering cultivation, he could not stop Zhu Sanhou's sword.

Not to mention, it can make the Liu'er wealth lover who has been immersed in the late stage of the Spirit Gathering to such a degree of fear.

Just as such an idea passed through Zhu Sanhou's mind, two shadows suddenly appeared in his mind!

The man and the woman two sword cultivators.

Their cultivation level is one in the early stage of gathering spirits and the other is in the middle stage of gathering spirits, which is unimaginable in its strength.

They killed the early stage of gathering spirits, and the mid-stage monks were like slaughtering chickens and dogs!

Zhu Sanhou let out a cold sweat on his forehead and thought to himself what was wrong with this world? Did the practices we had before were all fake?

When Zhu Sanhou thought of this, his heart skipped a beat and thought to himself that something was wrong.

In this way, wouldn’t even he be trapped here?

He finally understood the strange expression of the guard at the door looking at him, and finally understood why a guard dared to say to him, "If you have a way in heaven, you won't go, and if you have no way in hell, you will come to surrender."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!