Chapter 689

The old man was just in the later stage of the earth fairy, and his strength was almost the same as that of the Yin corpse Taoist priest. How could he be Xiao Long's opponent? He was killed by Xiao Long in just a moment.

"Let's go." Xiao Long cancelled the dragon power divine pattern, and his whole body changed back to its original shape. His face was not red and breathless, he pushed open the front door, leaving Dugu Jue stunned behind.

Dugu Jue never thought that Xiao Long was so strong that he could not beat the master in the later stage of the earth fairy.

In front of him, the later monks of the earth fairy were like playthings. For the first time, Dugu Jue had a little confidence in the rescue operation.

However, this confidence was soon dispelled by the bell ringing through the magic cloud hall.

"Brother Xiao, the magic cloud hall will ring the bell. This is the big bell that will ring only when there are great enemies. We should move quickly. In a moment, there will be a large army pressing the border, and even the old ancestor will appear." Dugu Jue said seriously.

Xiao Long's face was calm. He ignored Dugu Jue and stepped into the underground death prison.

The dungeon was extremely dark, there was no sunshine, the air was turbid, there was a rotten smell, and there were traces of dried up and solidified blood on the ground. It was obvious that many people had died.

On the scaffold beside him, there was also a human skin with blood. It was obvious that he had just died.

Dugu Jue followed Xiao Long and frowned at the scene.

As we walked forward, we heard all kinds of cries for help. They were people detained in the dungeon.

"Who allowed you to come in?" walking, two strong men holding criminal detention blocked the way and saw Dugu Jue's face cold: "Dugu Jue? How dare you come here?"

Two strong men are the law enforcers here, and those people's skin "masterpieces" are made by them.

"It's just that your old father wants you too. Just stay here with him!"

Then the strong man was about to start, but Xiao Long took a step ahead of him, bullied him and broke the strong man's neck directly.

The other hand caught the man who wanted to panic and escape. Xiao Long didn't even bother to ask. He directly forcibly searched the soul. His fierce spirit rushed into the man's sea of knowledge and just wanted to get the news he wanted to know.

After soul searching, the big man couldn't live, but Xiao Long didn't care.

After a while, he knew the location of Mo Ying, kicked the two dead bodies aside, coldly faced Dugu Jue behind him and said, "your Dugu family are in dizi No. 2, go and save them."

After that, Xiao Long didn't stop at all. He was like the wind and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Gu Tianlong, I Xiao Long will tear you to pieces!"

Xiao Long's face was cold, and the anger in his eyes seemed to burn the world. From those memories, he saw how Gu Tianlong treated Mo Ying cruelly, various punishments and ravages.

"Tianzi No. 1, waiting to be a teacher to save you!" on the way, Xiao Long opened the dragon power divine pattern, because he learned from the memory of the law enforcer that the defense of Tianzi No. 1 was extremely hard to get. The prison door alone could not be broken by ordinary earth fairy mid-term friars. More than a dozen law enforcers like them tortured Mo Ying constantly, as if they wanted to get something out of his mouth.

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In Tianzi No. 1 cell, the smell is pungent and gloomy. All kinds of torture instruments are placed at random with blood stains.

A scarred man, naked on his upper body, looked at Mo Ying with a grim smile.

At the moment, Mo Ying was hung on the shelf, covered with scars, and the wound was still bleeding, but his eyes were like a pool of well water, staring at the scar man without saying a word.

His expression was the same from beginning to end, as if it had never changed, no matter when and where.

"Boy, tell me the secret method of the holy weapon and the display method of your shadow martial arts. End the endless pain as soon as possible, and we can make a job with the childe." the scar man sneered. A leather whip in his hand fiercely pulled at Mo Ying with a barb on it. When he went down, he brought a large piece of flesh and blood.

"Scar, why is this boy so hard? He's been tortured for so many days. He just doesn't speak! The childe is still waiting. There's no secret method, and the holy weapon can't be manipulated at all."

Next to scar man stood a young man in purple. He was Gu Tianlong's confidant, named Wang Hu, who was sent here to watch.

I saw his flat mouth and some irritable kick Mo Ying.

"Say it quickly, and you can die happier!"

At this time, Mo Ying suddenly had a movement. She gently raised her head and looked at the prison door. There was finally a slight fluctuation in Gu Jing's eyes, and the corners of her mouth seemed to have a smile.

"Master, I'm sorry. I'm ashamed of you."

"Bastard, how dare you laugh? Master, you're stupid!"

Wang Hu was furious and raised his hand fiercely. He planned to slap Mo Ying in the face, but suddenly he stopped in place.

A cold killing machine completely locked him. The young man in purple only felt like falling into the ice cellar and didn't dare to move. Looking around, he saw that the scar man looked no better than him, kneeling on the ground and shivering.

Next to me, there are corpses lying on the ground. These corpses are either decapitated or have few legs. Some of them are even divided into corpses. It looks like they were killed by the devil. The appearance of death is very terrible.

These dead people are the guards of the dungeon. They were still talking and laughing with him just now. They died the next moment. They didn't even make a sound and died without warning!

Wang Hu's head didn't dare to turn back. He just felt a cold current rushing towards the sky Linggai. His face was pale and begged for mercy: "I don't know which adult came and only begged for the life of a villain. The young one is an attendant of Childe Gu Tianlong. I hope you can spare the small one in the face of Childe Gu..."

Before he finished speaking, he just heard a voice behind him, which was like the voice from hell. It was faint, and the killing intention was suppressed in the voice.

"Gu Tianlong? He will die too..."

The voice was getting closer and closer. Only a "roar" was heard. The prison door that could not be broken at the peak of the middle stage of the earth fairy burst, and Xiao Long in white slowly stepped into Tianzi No. 1 cell.

Like the devil returning from hell, the murderous spirit makes people shudder.

Wang Hu turned his head rigidly and looked at the visitor, his mouth trembling.

If you can smash the gate made by QingHan meteorite iron, I'm afraid the strength of the comer is no weaker than that of Childe Gu Tianlong.

"Former... Senior." Wang Hu's throat was dry and he suddenly realized that this man's appearance was somewhat similar to the God of death in white!

The visitor didn't look at him at all. When he came to Mo Ying, a smile appeared on his face.

"Sorry, I'm late."

"Mo Ying's skill is inferior to others. I'm sorry, master."

Mo Ying's face wore a bitter smile and lowered his head in shame.