After Zhuo Bufan collected all the Bloodthirsty Butterflies, the first thing he did was to escape.
He knew that there would be many people watching him, and he might even be killed.
After landing on the other side of the Bloodthirsty Butterfly Cave, Zhuo Bufan entered the tunnel and went deeper into the tunnel without looking back.
After passing through the tunnel, Zhuo Bufan's vision suddenly opened up.
In front of him was a huge underground palace.
In this underground palace, there was a huge palace standing on a flight of stairs with hundreds of steps.
It was a palace made of spirit stones that glowed spontaneously. Countless spirit lights and fireflies danced around the palace, emitting a strange blood-red light.
This was the first decent building that Zhuo Bufan saw after entering the Four Thearchs Dao Discussion Ground.
The palace emitted a bright red glow that made people faint.
"What a strong murderous aura!"
Zhuo Bufan came to the foot of the palace's stairs. The closer he got to the palace, the more he felt the murderous aura.
This palace was filled with murderous aura.
"Save!"
After entering the underground palace, Zhuo Bufan was careful at every step. He saved every two or three steps, keeping himself on high alert.
After saving, Zhuo Bufan's three saves were:
Massacre Palace, Door of the Crimson Emperor, Mass Graves
"This place is called Massacre Palace?"
Zhuo Bufan used the ability of the Save Door to know the name of this blood-red palace.
It was a name that made one's hair stand on end. Massacre Palace.
"It doesn't matter if it's Massacre Palace or not. Don't try to block my path."
Zhuo Bufan wanted to find the Xuan Tan. Since he was already here, he didn't plan to give up so easily.
Even if he had to lie down as a corpse, he would find the Xuan Tan while lying down.
Just as Zhuo Bufan was about to step on the stairs.
"Brat, where are you going?"
Suddenly, two middle-aged men caught up from behind Zhuo Bufan.
They stepped on flying swords and landed at the top of the stairs, blocking in front of Zhuo Bufan.
"This palace isn't simple."
After the two appeared in front of Massacre Palace, they felt their hair stand on end and couldn't help but look back.
Then, the two ignored the murderous aura released by Massacre Palace and looked at Zhuo Bufan at the bottom of the stairs.
"Brat, hand over your precious gourd, and I'll spare your life."
The two pointed at Zhuo Bufan and hooted.
"Precious gourd?"
Zhuo Bufan was stunned for a moment. He had no idea what these guys were up to.
"Stop playing dumb. You're the one who took away the Demonic Bloodthirsty Butterfly's treasured gourd."
"That's right, call him out, we'll spare your life. Precious treasures like this is not something you can use it.
After listening to the words of the two middle-aged men, Zhuo Bufan instantly understood.
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Then, Zhuo Bufan waved his hand and took out another jug of plum wine from the Black Tower.
There were a total of jugs of plum wine that Xiao Mei brewed for Zhuo Bufan, and Zhuo Bufan drank one jug.
Then, he gave the group of Bloodthirsty Demon Butterflies another jug.
The Bloodthirsty Demon Butterflies didn't need to drink wine. They only needed to smell the fragrance of the plum wine to become intoxicated.
So, Zhuo Bufan's jug of plum wine was enough to raise these Bloodthirsty Demon Butterflies for a few years.
Now, there were eight jugs left, and one of them was a hundred-year old.
Zhuo Bufan took out a jug of plum wine and waved it in front of the two men, then smiled.
"You want this?"
When the two of them saw him, joy appeared on their faces and they laughed.
"Brat, at least you know what's good for you. Hurry up and hand over your precious gourd."
Zhuo Bufan saw the greedy expression on the two men's faces and smiled strangely.
"You two idiots! You want my gourd with just the two of you? Do you believe that I won't crush you? "
Zhuo Bufan had the Yin Soldier Chariot, so why would he be afraid of these two men?
Just as Zhuo Bufan was about to summon the Yin Soldier Chariot and crush the two men on the stairs …
All of a sudden, heavy breathing came from behind Zhuo Bufan.
"Little brother, can you let this old man have a taste of your fine wine?"
Those words came from less than ten centimeters away from Zhuo Bufan's ear. Zhuo Bufan was frightened and hurriedly turned around.
A sloppy old drunkard, who reeked of alcohol, suddenly appeared behind Zhuo Bufan out of nowhere.
His sudden appearance scared Zhuo Bufan half to death.
Zhuo Bufan stomped and took three steps back, distancing himself from the old drunkard.
Then, Zhuo Bufan couldn't help but feel nervous.
He thought to himself.
"This old thing, when did he appear behind me? Why didn't I feel it? "
"No, this old man is not simple. He's not at the same level as those two."
"I'm afraid I won't be able to kill him with the Yin Soldier Chariot."
Zhuo Bufan's sword-like eyebrows furrowed. He could feel that this old drunkard who suddenly appeared in front of him and looked at him with a smile was very unusual.
The old drunkard's eyes were fixed on the wine gourd in Zhuo Bufan's hand.
Zhuo Bufan shook the wine gourd and found that no matter how he shook it, the old drunkard's head would move along with the wine gourd.
Seeing this, Zhuo Bufan suddenly had an idea, and a bright light flashed in his mind.
"You want it? Kill the two of them first. "
Zhuo Bufan shook the wine gourd in his hand and then pointed at the two men standing at the top of the stairs.
Zhuo Bufan's idea was to let them kill each other.
If he could avoid doing it himself, then there was no need to do it.
The two men standing at the top of the stairs flew into a rage when they heard this.
"Stinking brat, you refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. You're courting death."
"Humph, you found a rotten old man and you dare to be so arrogant in front of this old man. Die!"
The two men held flying swords in their hands and drew sword flowers in the air. Then, they flew towards Zhuo Bufan and the old drunkard.
"Hey! Old man. They're coming. "
Facing the two men, Zhuo Bufan was not afraid at all. He was still looking at the old man.
He could feel the old man's fiery gaze. He would definitely fight over the wine gourd in Zhuo Bufan's hand.
Seeing the two men in front of him.
At this moment, the old man stroked his thick mustache and pulled out a strand of nose hair from his nostril.
Then, he flicked the strand of nose hair at the two men flying towards him.
Puff!
The two men's heads were instantly chopped off by the strand of nose hair.
Seeing this scene, Zhuo Bufan could not help but open his mouth wide.
"Damn, nose hair killing people? So weird? "
This was the first time Zhuo Bufan saw someone kill people with their nose hair.
Zhuo Bufan could feel that the strand of nose hair flicked away by the old drunkard was no longer a strand of nose hair, but a sharp sword light.
The sword light was so powerful that it directly cut off the two men's heads.
"His nose hair can even condense sword light. This old drunkard is not simple."
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