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Chapter 272

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Zhuo Bufan stepped into the Massacre Shrine!

Boom!

At that moment, Zhuo Bufan felt his soul tremble. It was as though thousands of soldiers and horses were charging towards him.

With sabers and swords in their hands, they charged toward Zhuo Bufan in an imposing manner. Their killing intent soared into the sky, and their auras swallowed up thousands of miles like tigers.

Just as Zhuo Bufan was feeling terrified, he suddenly felt a finger on the back of his head.

Then, his soul returned to him and he quickly calmed down.

He turned around and saw the Old Drunkard looking at him with a smile.

It was the Old Drunkard who used his soul power to hit him on the back of his head.

"Little brother, be careful. This murderous aura is still extremely violent even after two hundred thousand years."

"If your soul cultivation is not high enough, you will experience hallucinations. The murderous aura will affect your soul and create a murderous heart. "

The Old Drunkard's words made Zhuo Bufan extremely grateful.

"Senior, thank you for your help. I almost fell into a trap."

If it wasn't for the Old Drunkard, Zhuo Bufan might have loaded again.

"It's nothing. You're welcome. Let's continue! "

The Old Drunkard held his wine gourd walking stick in his right hand and placed his left hand behind his back. Then, he squinted his eyes and walked into the shrine.

Zhuo Bufan saw this and followed closely behind.

The shrine was filled with red light and murderous aura.

After the previous murderous aura, Zhuo Bufan was much more energetic. He braced himself to prevent the Scarlet Emperor's remaining murderous aura from corroding his body.

The shrine was bigger than it looked from the outside.

Inside the shrine, there were many red pillars that pierced through the dome.

Every pillar was so big that it would take two people to wrap their arms around it. There were 32 pillars in the shrine and it looked extremely solemn.

"Eh, where are the people from before?"

After entering the shrine, Zhuo Bufan was shocked.

Before he entered the Massacre Shrine, there should have been people who entered it.

It should be the four "Feng, Yun, Huo, and Lei"!

They were the first batch of people to enter the Massacre Shrine before Zhuo Bufan.

However, he didn't even see a single person.

"Look!"

At this time, the old drunkard raised the cane in his hand and pointed it at a pillar not far away.

Zhuo Bufan looked up and saw a scarlet scratch mark on the pillar.

There were three claw marks. They were clean and neat, and they were very deep. It looked like they were done by a very fierce monster.

Zhuo Bufan glanced behind the pillar and saw a corpse lying in a pool of blood.

That corpse was split into two, its chest and stomach split open, and it was beyond recognition. The scene of its death was extremely miserable.

"This is the Sect Master of the Divine Cloud Sect, Yun Jiuxiao?"

Zhuo Bufan was aghast!

He remembered this middle-aged man from the Bloodthirsty Butterfly Cave trial.

He displayed his powerful strength and killed countless Bloodthirsty Demonic Butterflies. He was the first Golden Core expert to pass through the Bloodthirsty Demonic Butterfly Cave.

Zhuo Bufan didn't expect that such a Gold Core expert would actually die here, which made his hair stand on end.

"Who killed him?"

"Who left the mysterious scratch mark on the pillar?"

A feeling of uneasiness began to envelop Zhuo Bufan's Divine Soul.

However, this didn't make Zhuo Bufan retreat. Instead, he took another step forward and continued to move deeper into the main hall.

However, he had only taken two steps when a pool of red blood suddenly appeared in front of him.

He followed the blood trail to the end and saw two miserable corpses on the ground not far away.

One of the corpses had its head smashed and was beyond recognition. Even its identity couldn't be identified.

The other corpse's face could be vaguely seen. It was an old woman.

"Isn't this Granny Feng from the Divine Wind Sect?"

Zhuo Bufan remembered this old woman. When she was in the Bloodthirsty Demonic Butterfly Cave, she controlled the tornado and opened up a deep passage.

At that time, a group of people were shocked and very impressed.

They didn't expect that such a Golden Core expert would die so violently. They didn't even know where her Divine Soul was.

"Who killed them?"

Zhuo Bufan looked at the Old Drunkard. The Old Drunkard naturally didn't know and just shook his head.

"This is the Massacre Palace, the cultivation ground of the Scarlet Emperor before he entered the Dao. Anything that happens here will not be unexpected."

The Old Drunkard had a very high awareness. When he entered, he had already prepared for the worst.

As for Zhuo Bufan, he wasn't afraid either.

He had secretly saved it before entering the Massacre Palace.

If this was a difficult obstacle that they couldn't overcome, Zhuo Bufan could only give up for the time being.

He could feel that the Massacre Palace would be the most difficult obstacle they had passed so far.

This wasn't some kind of game. It was just that the Scarlet Emperor was too powerful and left behind a pet butterfly. A palace that he had once lived in.

For Zhuo Bufan and the others, it could become an extremely dangerous place of death.

"Let's continue forward!"

Zhuo Bufan reached out and closed Granny Feng's eyes. Then, he summoned the Thousand Evil Sword and began to move forward.

Then, Zhuo Bufan and the Old Drunkard went around a pillar.

Suddenly, in the center of the hall, they saw a nine-story tall altar with a square staircase.

There were nine steps made of blood-colored crystals on all four sides of the altar.

On the altar, there was a blood-colored stone tablet. The blood-colored aura in the entire hall was released from this stone tablet. It made one's hair stand on end.

And on the blood-colored stairs, Zhuo Bufan saw another corpse.

He hurried forward and looked carefully. He couldn't help but be shocked.

"This is, this is the sect master of the Thunder God Sect, Lei Heng!"

Zhuo Bufan also remembered this white-haired old man in blue clothes, Lei Heng.

Similarly, when he had passed through the Bloodthirsty Butterfly Cave, he had displayed superb strength.

He opened up a lightning passage among hundreds of millions of Bloodthirsty Demonic Butterflies and finally passed through the cave safely.

He didn't expect that this big shot would also die.

"Looks like it's Feng, Yun, Lei, and Huo from the Cloud Sea Alliance."

The Old Drunkard stood aside and said.

Zhuo Bufan also nodded in agreement. Only these four people ran into the Massacre Shrine before Zhuo Bufan.

He didn't expect that these four people would die tragically in the Massacre Shrine.

In the outside world, they were all Sect Masters or Grand Elders of their respective sects.

But in the Massacre Shrine, only a tragic death awaited them.

Who was it that killed them?

Zhuo Bufan didn't know, and neither did the Old Drunkard. They couldn't sense the aura of other life forms in the hall.

"What kind of tablet is this?"

Zhuo Bufan took a step forward and stepped on the nine-story altar, walking in front of the blood-colored stone tablet.

The blood on the blood-colored stone tablet looked like real blood. It was a ghastly sight.

On the blood-colored stone tablet, there were two sentences carved.

Seeing this, Zhuo Bufan couldn't help but read out.

"I don't fear the wrath of the heavens. My life is not up to him. When the universe is in chaos, kill kill kill kill kill! "

After that, boom!

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