He saw Wu Yue and her companion enter a large hall. The hall was filled with all kinds of immortal treasures. Although their levels were not very high, they were still a huge fortune.
He also saw Lan Fenghe and Mu Lanyue enter an attic hand in hand. The attic was filled with flames and a firebird was soaring in the raging flames. However, it was not a real firebird, but a fiery red feather fan.
"Come with me!" Zhao Yuande grabbed Han Yu and in the next moment disappeared from where he was standing.
"Where is this place?" Han Yu gently shook off Zhao Yuande's hand. Her face was unnaturally red, but she still gritted her teeth and maintained her frosty voice.
At this moment, they appeared in a palace. The palace was very quiet.
"Hide your aura and hide behind the door!" Zhao Yuande secretly transmitted his voice to Han Yu.
"Okay!"
"Creak!"
The door was pushed open from the outside. Song Liucheng glanced at the scene in the hall and saw rows of bookshelves in the hall. He could not help but show a trace of interest on his face.
However, soon hatred surged into his eyes again and he turned to leave.
"Senior brother, these might be Divine Powers. Should we just …" The hook-nosed young man asked cautiously.
"That bitch Wu Yue has the token. If she refines it, I'm afraid we will all fall into her trap …" Song Liucheng's face suddenly showed a trace of a sinister smile. "I know where she will go! Eighth junior brother, put away these books and return to the herb garden immediately! "
"Yes, senior brother!" The hook-nosed young man's eyes lit up with joy. No one knew how many books there were in this palace. As long as he secretly hid some of them, he would be able to sell them off without anyone noticing. Wouldn't he be able to make a fortune?
He rushed into the palace excitedly. With a sweep of his sleeves, he swept the rows of bookshelves into his storage space.
Activating the Divine Realm, Zhao Yuande silently appeared behind the hook-nosed young man.
"Die!"
Zhao Yuande coldly shouted and slapped the hook-nosed young man's head.
The hook-nosed young man did not even have time to groan and died on the spot.
"Haha! Thank you, you saved me a lot of time, "Zhao Yuande said with a smile as he took all the valuable items from the man.
"If we don't leave now, we will be caught!" Zhao Yuande grabbed Han Yu again and the two disappeared from the hall.
At this moment, Song Liucheng discovered that his junior apprentice-brother's aura had suddenly disappeared. He couldn't help being shocked.
"Eighth junior brother!"
An earth-shattering roar sounded, and it turned around and rushed back to the main hall.
"Eighth Junior Brother! It's all my fault! " As soon as Song Liucheng rushed into the main hall, he saw a scene that made his eyes almost pop out of their sockets. The hook-nosed man's head was shattered, and his body was almost naked. All of his valuables had been plundered clean.
"Eighth Senior Brother!" The other Dao Heaven Mystery Palace disciple also looked pained.
Although their Dao Tian Xuan Palace was domineering, cruel, and heartless, the relationships between the many martial brothers in the palace were very good. They were very united!
But now, three of his junior brothers and sisters had died in front of Song Liucheng. Song Liucheng was about to go crazy!
"Wu Yue! Get the hell out here! " Song Liucheng roared towards the sky, and a terrifying blood-red flame erupted from his body. The entire main hall was instantly engulfed in a sea of fire.
"Senior Brother, calm down! Calm down! " Seeing this scene, the Dao Heaven Mystery Palace disciple was so frightened that his expression changed drastically, and he quickly retreated.
"Kill! Kill! "Song Liucheng's eyes revealed a monstrous killing intent as he looked towards a certain direction.
At this moment, Wu Yue and the other War Immortal Palace disciple were excitedly walking out of the main hall filled with immortal treasures. Suddenly, they heard an angry roar.
"Who is calling my name?" Wu Yue suddenly felt that something was wrong, and a strong sense of danger rose from her heart.
"That's … Asura Divine Flame! It's Song Liucheng, he's gone crazy! " The War Immortal Palace disciple saw a blood-red flame soaring towards the sky, and a fearful expression immediately appeared on his face.
"Not good! Let's go, Song Liucheng must have been provoked by something. We must not meet him, otherwise … "At this moment, even Wu Yue's face revealed a fearful expression.
The two of them turned around and ran towards the depths of the palace.
Seeing his Senior Brother rushing towards a certain direction, the Dao Heaven Mystery Palace disciple hesitated, but in the end, he still followed far behind him.
After Song Liucheng went crazy, his strength had skyrocketed, and his speed was several times faster than before. If it weren't for the flames covering his body, the Dao Heaven Mystery Palace disciple behind him would have long lost him.
Even so, the distance between the two of them was getting further and further.
The Dao Heaven Mystery Palace disciple suddenly felt a sense of danger, but it was already too late. A terrifying force had already enveloped his head.
"Senior Brother …" The Dao Heaven Mystery Palace disciple let out a final scream, and his head was smashed into a rotten watermelon by Zhao Yuande.
"Roar!"
Not only did this scream not stop Song Liucheng, but it also made him rush even more crazily towards the depths of the palace.
Inhuman roars came from his throat, as if he was an injured beast.
"Who the hell provoked this guy!" Wu Yue, who was running at the front, had an ugly expression because she felt that the distance between them and Song Liucheng was getting closer and closer.
"Senior Sister, think of something, or we will really die together with him!" The War Immortal Palace disciple's face was filled with fear.
"Trash!" Wu Yue's face turned cold, and she was very disappointed with this War Immortal Palace disciple. She said coldly, "Since you are afraid, let's go our separate ways!"
"Senior Sister! I didn't mean that, I just want you to think of something! "The War Immortal Palace disciple's face changed when he heard Wu Yue's words, and he hurriedly said.
"What can we do? We can only run! If we can't run, we will fight it out with him! "Wu Yue gritted her teeth.
"Wu Yue … bitch!" Song Liucheng roared crazily, and the flames in the sky overflowed. He had smashed through countless palaces, and now he was less than ten thousand feet behind them.
The two of them could clearly see the endless madness in Song Liucheng's eyes.
"Damn it! This lunatic, we can't run away, let's fight it out with him! "Wu Yue gritted her teeth and cursed.
"Senior Sister …"
"If you are afraid, then get lost!" Wu Yue looked at Song Liucheng who was in the flames with a grave expression, and a golden dagger appeared in her hand.
The War Immortal Palace disciple's face changed, but in the end, he did not leave, and stood beside Wu Yue.
"I, Lv Zixin, will live and die with Senior Sister!"
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