Nine days have passed since the Five Elements Peak Execution Platform was opened.
The ancient ten steps were black and red, as if covered with a thick layer of blood mud, and the material could not be seen. The dark stone pillars went straight into the sky, and the bottom was immersed in the blood pool. It was natural, with extremely strong hostility and chilling coldness. The resentful souls and ghosts bound on it were ready to come out.
Just by getting close you can hear the clanging sound of iron chains colliding, accompanied by the sound of breaking through air, as if hitting deep in the head.
A man was tied to an ancient pillar, four chains piercing his limbs, the fifth chain locked around his throat, the chains were covered with divine patterns that sealed his cultivation, and once he was tied up, he was just an ordinary person. The bone-eroding chain, as thick as an arm, whipped the man, and every time it hit him, his skin was torn and his flesh was exposed. He had already become a bloody man, and the red blood flowed down the bone-eroding pillar into the blood pool below, being swallowed by the wandering resentful souls. From a distance, he could hardly feel breathing.
On the attic where the Murong family lived, the old Taoist with white beard closed his eyes to rest. A beautiful figure stood by the railing. Her elegant and refined temperament made it difficult for people to approach her, but she seemed absent-minded at the moment. She was holding a cute red-crowned sparrow in her arms. It was a young fierce spirit bird. After several twists and turns, the spirit bird was finally obtained by Murong Yanran, but she was not very interested. Every time she stood here, she felt extremely heavy.
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