"Old Third, what do you mean?"
The Eldest Elder and Murong Jingtao looked at each other, obviously understanding what the Third Elder meant.
"We can't wait, why don't we just do one thing or the other, let him out and let him go kill Chen Ge, it's better than tonight, when we are killed by Chen Ge!"
Murong surprised Tao with a final slap on the table. He drank directly, "If there is really any accident at that time, the big deal is that our Murong family will bear all the burden!"
"Good!"
The Grand Elder also nodded in the end.
In times of life and death, there was no room for half-heartedness.
After the seven people discussed the matter.
That on the key.
They went straight to the Murong Family's underground palace.
There were a total of 18 thresholds in the underground palace, each of which was full of mechanisms.
There were even formations.
If an unknown person were to break in, I am afraid that not even one threshold would be crossed, and of course, it would be very difficult for the person inside to come out.
After passing through the 18 thresholds.
There is another hole in the ground.
Leaping into the hole in the ground, only then will one enter the real place of detention.
I can only see that it is like an earthly square.
It is a large hemispherical cave.
All around it, extremely strong killing formations were arranged. As well as the legendary aura.
In the centre of the Earth Altar, there was a circular lake.
There is only a square platform that punctuates it.
Thirty-six iron ropes came from all directions.
The clavicles of the besieged man, the lute femur. Firmly penetrating.
It was an old man with grey hair and a beard.
An old man who looked like a pile of weeds.
"Hm?"
When the old man saw the visitor, he raised his head and shouted coldly.
"Who did I think it was? So it's you mortal sons, what, those beasts from the Thunder Sword Sect, let you come to take my name? Oh, it's not that I despise you all, just a few of you materials can't hurt me at all."
"If you want my life, you'd better let those three beasts of the Thunder Sword Sect try it themselves!"
The old man laughed loudly.
Straight away, the seven people laughed with trepidation.
"Senior Mo, you need to be angry, we dare not take senior's life, the seven of us were ordered to guard you, but we were also forced by the situation, so I hope senior will forgive us!"
Murong said.
"Yes senior Mo, we know well that your cultivation is invincible, how dare we act rudely!"
The Grand Elder bowed.
"Cut the crap, seven little Fanzi dolls, what is the matter?"
The old man roared.
Flop flop flop!
All seven were seen kneeling down.
"Senior, we really have no choice, so we would like to ask you to come out and help us retreat from the enemy!"
The eldest elder cried.
"Hm? Looking for me to retreat from the enemy? I have been imprisoned for thirty years, am I the one with bad ears. Or is it your mouths that are bad? Those three beasts of the Thunder Sword Sect are your masters, and instead of looking for them, you look for me?"
The old man burst into a mocking laugh.
"No, no, no. There's really no way out, if you don't make a move, a few of us will probably not survive the night!"
Murong said.
"If senior is willing to make a move, we will be willing to give senior a short period of freedom then!"
Several people said after looking at each other.
"Ao?"
The old man's eyes shone with a brilliant light, but of course, he was not doing it for the so-called brief freedom.
Although, he really wanted to obtain this freedom.
But the bottom line was. Let alone giving himself freedom, even if these seven little dolls came down in person, this was a serious violation of the Thunder Sword Sect's rules, a death sentence.
And they risked coming down not to mention that. And they still dared to free themselves for a moment?
Then there was only one answer, and that was that they had encountered a strong enemy.
"Could it be that there are experts?"
The old man said in a deep voice.
"An expert, naturally an expert, and one that is no weaker than the three Thunder Sword Sect's sect masters! That man is young, but his cultivation is unparalleled, the seven of us, who have been cultivating for so many years. For one thing, we can't hurt him at all, and for another, we can't block any of his strikes at all!"
At that moment, Murong Jingtao told the circumstances of how his son Murong Hai had died, and about Chen Ge.
"What? There's still such a thing? Has the outside changed so much in these decades I've been imprisoned, even a little doll. It was all so astounding, and, from the looks of it, he wasn't an expert in the secular world at all. Rather, like himself, he has crossed over into the cultivation realm!"
The old man pondered in his mind.
This news was, indeed, a surprise.
If he could gain a moment of freedom and have a painful fight with an expert of the Cultivation Realm. Then all his anger and grievances over the years would be released.
He would not have to suffer from mental torture every day.
The seven sons knelt on the ground, still waiting for the old man to return his words.
"Okay, I promise you, but are you going to release my pipa strands?"
The old man asked.
"Senior, don't be angry, these chain formations are something we would never dare to touch, or we would surely be pulverised."
"However, we have a soul-shifting formation, if senior does not mind. We are willing to use the soul-shifting formation, clear senior's true essence, with the help of an outsider's body to appear in the world!"
"Of course, this soul-shifting formation can only exist for two hours, and after two hours, your soul essence, will automatically return to this body!"
Murong said.
The Eldest Elder added, "That means you can gain two hours of freedom, this is the biggest concession the juniors have made!"
"Good. The reason why the Thunder Sword Sect locked me up under the ground was that they knew that I was a bright and cheerful person who came and went freely, but they chose to torture me with this, two hours, that's enough!"
The old man laughed.
Only when the words had fallen, the Great Elder had already leapt out and thrown an old man to throw down.
"Senior, then we will cast the spell formation!"
Murong said.
This soul-shifting spell formation had a fixed time setting, which was two hours to automatically lift it.
Moreover, the seven of them were not worried that within two hours. This person would retaliate against themselves, if that was the case.
Then in an instant, the spell formation would explode, and by then, he would only have his soul to fly away.
This risk, therefore, was for both of them.
The seven sons were also convinced that this person would not be so foolish as to kill the seven of them just to do so. And let his own soul fly apart, right?
That was why he was so bold to let them go.
In a flash, the soul-shifting spell formation had been cast and opened.
The old man's soul essence was seen to emerge from his body and then turn into a stream of light. It entered the body of the old man who had already been killed by the seven men.
After waiting for a few moments.
The old man opened his eyes all at once.
The moment he opened his eyes, a brilliant aura seemed to shoot out, shocking the seven people who could not open their eyes.
"Hahahaha! It feels so good to be free!"
The old man laughed out loud, then disappeared into a golden light.
"Senior!"
The seven sons hurriedly chased after him.
The Murong Family Manor was established. It was established in a mid-mountain location.
The back mountain.
As the Seventh Son came in pursuit, he saw a flash of golden light.
"Thundering Voodoo!"
The old man could be seen clenching his hand in a sword duel, and a sword light, directly ejected.
The power was so strong that it was appalling.
"Could this be the legendary power of the cultivation world!"
Murong Jingtao and the other seven people, all stood in dismay, their mouths wide open in shock ......