One after another, the two of them have ordered hundreds of Jin clan halls.

Yan Xuan came to a Jin clan palace and continued to use the refining fire, but when he pointed out, there was no sound of collapse.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know, I can't clear this hall..." Yan Xuan shook his head and said.

"Can't click it?"

Lin Hao stared at the main hall of the Jin clan, frowned slightly, and then threw a stone, which fell into the ground. The stone was not crushed into powder, so it was obvious that this hall could be entered safely. After staring at the main hall for a while,

, and then he took a step and walked over.

"Brother Lin?"

"Let's go in and take a look."

"Um!"

The two of them stepped into the main hall one after the other.

The main hall of the Jin clan was empty, without any items, and it was not much different from the main halls seen before.

Could it be that I made a wrong judgment?

Lin Hao always felt that this Jin clan palace was a little weird, but he couldn't tell where the weirdness was. However, after stepping into this place, his heart felt heavy, as if there was a terrifying aura pressing on him, but

But no one exists here.

"Brother Lin, look, the wall is bleeding..." Yan Xuan's exclamation came.

"Bleeding?"

Lin Hao's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly looked in the direction he was pointing. He saw a drop of purple-gold blood seeping out from the rock wall of the hall, which was made of copper mother and fine gold. The drop of blood slowly slid down.

Down and above, the traces exude a breathtaking rhythm of the avenue.
Chapter completed!