boom--

The heavy wooden door was shattered by Zui Bugui's sword, and the powerful spiritual power burst out without restraint, spreading out and causing a tangible spiritual power shock.

The group of people busy in the house were caught off guard and were completely dumbfounded when they saw the man and soul suddenly breaking in.

“Who, who is so presumptuous here!!”

Shen Qiao took a quick glance and saw that the spiritual power fields of this group of people were all pitch black without exception.

The heavier the karma, the darker the color of the spiritual field. These people have more or less been responsible for human deaths.

Then there is nothing to worry about.

Shen Qiao pointed his sword directly, "Leave no one behind."

Zui Bugui's eyes flashed with coldness when he received the order. He held the long sword in his hand sideways, and a flash of sword light appeared on the blade. When he looked again, the man had already rushed out to kill.

For a moment, blood flew everywhere, and screams and curses continued. But Zui Bugui controlled himself very well, and not a drop of the splattered blood landed on Shen Qiao's clothes.

Seeing that they could not withstand the sudden killing, the people outside quickly scattered, and as if they had rehearsed it long ago, they ran into several secret doors in the corners of the hall in a panic but not in a disorderly manner.

With the rumbling sound of several iron doors falling to the ground, the roof of the hall suddenly began to fall at a rapid speed. As it fell, a thin layer of wood suddenly fell off the originally smooth ceiling, revealing thousands of sharp spikes, which seemed to be ready to prick everyone in the hall like hedgehogs.

Shen Qiao and the others who were walking below did not stop. She raised one hand and simply made an upward gesture. Several icicles that rose from the ground instantly became pillars, firmly blocking the falling spikes in mid-air.

The two men and the sword spirit walked through the ice pillars and arrived in front of the second iron gate.

Zui Bugui didn't even stop and kicked open the three-finger-thick iron door.

Unlike those who were defenseless on the outer layer, the people inside the second door were obviously on guard.

After the gate opened, before anyone could be seen, a thick green fog blew towards them.

In the confusion, the density was so high that even the five fingers could not be distinguished, and nothing could be seen in the field of vision.

"Poison barrier?"

Shen Qiao flipped his hand and summoned rain, and suddenly, without warning, a torrential downpour began to fall within the sealed, square space. As the poisonous fog was dispersed by the spiritual rain, small, palm-sized openings suddenly appeared in the three iron walls. Those behind the walls had already set up their artillery. A series of crackles rang out, and several gunpowder pellets were fired simultaneously, exploding with a resounding roar.

"Nice job!!"

The people behind the iron wall saw that the area below was already filled with smoke, and they couldn't wait to start celebrating, as if they had predicted that no one could survive.

"Hey... this sound is wrong!" An artilleryman was the first to raise the question.

"The sound is too quiet! There was no explosion at all!!"

The scream caused the people inside the wall to pause. When they reacted and looked down, they saw that all the fired shells were now suspended in the air. The man who had killed a group of people with a sword held the sword in one hand and pressed two fingers against the sword with the other hand to form a transparent barrier, blocking all the dense shells.

"No! Retreat quickly!" Someone reacted first and shouted. The group of people who were just anxious to celebrate their victory suddenly scattered like birds and beasts. Unfortunately, the space inside the wall was limited, and it was almost impossible to evacuate everyone in a short time.

At this time, Zui Bugui had already moved his fingers away from the sword, turned the sword in his hand, and the hilt broke through the barrier in front of him. The soft and powerful thrust bounced back all the gunpowder shells intact like a stream of water.

The shells exploded instantly when they hit the wall, easily blasting huge holes in the iron walls. Those hiding behind the wall were either killed or burned. The pungent smell of burnt food mixed with gunpowder quickly spread in the air, which was disgusting.

Seeing that both layers of defense were easily broken, the managers who were hiding at the back and had no intention of coming out could no longer sit still.

"What should we do?! Without Saint Envoy Luo, there's no way we can resist them with just the rest of us."

"Let's retreat first! At worst, we can go and apologize to the Saint on our own!"

"Naive! Everyone knows what this winery is for. If we really lose it, do you think the Saint will spare our lives?"

This analysis immediately silenced the group. The atmosphere of unease grew thicker until one of them suggested:

"Why don't we just let 'it' out?"

"Are you crazy? No one can stop that thing once it's released! Wouldn't that expose this place?"

"Well, I think this is the only feasible way now."

"But if this thing is released and it really dies, all the bells in the carriages that were distributed will become useless."

"I don't care about that anymore!" An older man knocked on the ground with his cane to calm everyone down.

While they were talking, Shen Qiao had already broken through three doors of gold, silver and bronze in succession, and was now downstairs where they were.

"The third and fourth brothers go put the things out, and the rest of you follow me and retreat first. We'll go through the secret passage and meet at the back exit!"

"it is good!"

Tick-tick-tick-

Shen Qiao and his party have already walked into the wine cellar. The whole wine cellar is like a huge warehouse with highs and lows. The closer you go to Shen, the farther away from the ground you are.

After the five doors, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

There was no other sound except the sound of wine barrels overturning and dripping wine.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

Shen Qiao took a few deep breaths and calculated the remaining spiritual power.

She was in a very bad condition, because every time she was over-consumed before she had recovered, she was afraid that she could not withstand a big battle.

Creak—bang!

It sounded like a rusty iron door slowly opening and hitting the wall.

Shen Qiao looked up. Her vision was still there, so through the darkness she saw a huge, strange-looking body standing at the end of the wine cellar.

"Hate......"

An extremely hoarse voice came from the depths, with an empty, ghostly echo that made the listener's body shiver.

“Kill me…Kill me…”

This thing seemed to be in pain. It stumbled forward aimlessly and shook its body, as if it was experiencing some extremely unbearable torture.

Zui Bugui stood in front of Shen Qiao, staring coldly at the huge monster that was staggering towards him.

"kill......"

It kept mumbling, but when it got closer, it suddenly stopped, and its whole body froze in a strange posture.

I saw it slowly straighten up, straighten its body facing in one direction, and suddenly its whole body began to shake violently.

“Found…”

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