Using Ning Luo's perception, Ye Qingtang and Ning Luo quickly searched the entire mansion.
But Ning Luo didn't feel any familiar aura.
Ye Qingtang immediately grabbed a servant of the ancient You clan and asked if there was a secret room.
The servant was already terrified when he saw Ye Qingtang. He never thought that the Lord of Shadows had already "killed" inside, so he dared not hide anything, but he explained the location clearly in just a moment.
Within this part of the ancient You clan's power, there is still a dungeon hidden, and the servants don't know who is imprisoned in the dungeon, they just say that only the senior members of the ancient You clan can enter.
Ye Qingtang immediately led Ning Luo into the dungeon.
The dungeon was pitch-black, and as soon as they stepped into the corridor, they could already smell a strong rancid smell.
And when Ye Qingtang really walked into the dungeon, everything in front of her eyes made Ye Qingtang startled for a moment.
In the dark dungeon, several lights illuminated some places.
On the mottled walls, iron hooks were covered with dried blood.
In the corner of the dungeon, a pile of rotten monster skins were randomly discarded on the ground. Many of those skins were already rotten, exuding a disgusting stench.
The entire dungeon was empty, left in a mess, and there was no one alive.
Ye Qingtang looked at the monster skins piled up on the ground, her face was depressed like never before.
Those skins are not big, they are obviously the skins of some monster cubs.
This is generally the same as what You Qiong told her.
It's just that when seeing all this with one's own eyes, the shocking feeling is an oppressive feeling that cannot be described in any words.
"She's not here." Ning Luo looked at the tragic scene in front of him coldly, without any emotion in his eyes.
Ye Qingtang came back to her senses and nodded slightly.
When Ning Luo was about to leave, a cluster of flames popped out from Ye Qingtang's fingertips, instantly burning the pile of skin that contained endless sins and grievances.
The fire light reflected on Ye Qingtang's golden mask, and the flickering fire was reflected in Ye Qingtang's eyes, making it impossible to see her emotions at the moment.
Ye Qingtang didn't speak. After seeing the flames rising, she immediately walked away.
In a daze, Ye Qingtang thought of the ancient human race who betrayed the true god.
How far can a person go for power and selfish desires
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On the battlefield, the Red League has already formed an overwhelming advantage.
Elder Cong looked at the boys who fell down one by one, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.
"Elder, we can't hold on any longer..." The deacon, whose face was covered in blood, rushed to Elder Cong's side in a panic.
The youngsters trained by the ancient You clan are capable of fighting against those alien races of the Red League, but the number of alien races of the Red League is much higher than them.
"Let's go!" Elder Cong knew that he had no chance of winning, so he didn't hesitate any more. He killed an elder of the ancient clan who was fighting with him with his palm, and then jumped up, taking advantage of the scuffle to escape from here .
With the fall of the youth of the ancient Youshi clan, the ancient Youshi clan has become a trend of defeat.
The remaining ancient You clan forces were no match for the Red League at all, and they were all wiped out within a short period of time.
When the fierce battle subsided, the members of the major ancient tribes under the bloody battle looked at the fallen corpses of the ancient Youshi tribe at their feet, and there was a strange calmness in their eyes.