Lin Yi quickly opened several cell doors, all of which were empty, until reaching the last few cells, Lin Yi heard a woman's shout.

Lin Yi quickly opened the stone door, but there was a woman in red clothes sitting inside. She looked about forty years old, with black hair and red clothes, and she was very charming.

"You are?" The woman froze for a moment, staring blankly at Lin Yi.

"I'm here to save you!" Lin Yi didn't care what happened, he forcibly grabbed the woman's arm, dragged her out, and handed it to Feng Jiu.

The woman was obviously in a daze, and had no idea what happened.

"Sister, it's okay, we'll get you out!" Feng Jiu kept comforting, no matter who the woman was, as long as she was rescued, the servant order could be fulfilled.

Lin Yi quickly opened all the remaining stone gates. Behind the last stone gate, Lin Yi finally saw the old man.

The body of the white-haired old man was covered with blood, and was tightly trapped by several fine steel chains.

Hearing the movement, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a dreadful deterrent in his cloudy and old eyes.

"Who are you?" the old man said coldly.

"Senior, I'll rescue you!" Lin Yi directly explained his purpose of coming, "I was entrusted by Feiyun Sect!" Lin Yi said this obviously to reassure the old man's doubts.

Sure enough, the old man's gaze relaxed, "My disciple is here?"

Lin Yi nodded, "The Feiyun Sect is all dispatched, come to the rescue, they are now fighting with the Zhou Mansion!"

"Bastards! A bunch of bastards!" The old man roared angrily, "They are here to die! It is not a pity for me to die, but if I destroy the foundation of Feiyunmen, then I will be a sinner through the ages..."

Lin Yi smiled helplessly, "Senior, if I rescue you, things may turn around!"

As he said that, Lin Yi took out the Tianmang sword and slashed it out, hitting the thick chain on his wrist, but he couldn't break it.

"This is a fine steel chain, it's not so easy to break!" said the old man.

"Not necessarily!" Lin Yi gritted his teeth and held the Tianmang sword tightly. This time, he directly activated the Wanfa Wanxiang sword skill. After combining the two spaces of black and white, the black lightning that suddenly shot out hit the chain hard. Above, there was only a click, and the chain broke in response.

"Excellent sword skills!" The old man was slightly startled.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Yi swung all kinds of tricks continuously, and opened all the chains on the old man.

The old man seemed to have suffered a lot of injuries, he leaned against the wall and squatted down, his face was pale, "The old man will force the poisonous needle out of his body first!"

As he said that, the old man pushed his palms violently, and layers of light condensed, swimming around his body very quickly.

Lin Yi didn't dare to disturb, walked out of the prison door, looked at the situation outside, and said to Feng Jiu: "President, you take this woman and leave first, and I will arrive later!"

"Okay, be careful!" Feng Jiu knew that now was not the time to waste time, so she immediately supported the woman in red and walked out quickly, while the members of the Purple Orchid Guild stood guard on the left and right.

"Strange! Zhou Wenwu was not locked up here!" Lin Yi frowned, and searched the dungeon carefully, but he did not find any trace of Zhou Wenwu.

In other words, Qin Miaoling had already imprisoned Zhou Wenwu elsewhere, and Lin Yi was powerless.

"Ding..." There was an ear-piercing sound, and a silver poisonous needle shot out from the old man's chest, piercing directly into the stone wall, with astonishing power.

After the first poisonous needle was shot, the speed became faster and faster. In the end, the old man forced out six silver needles in a row, and the strength of the whole person had recovered by 50%.

The old man took a long breath and stood up, "Little brother, what's your name?"

"Lin Yi!"

The old man nodded, "If the old man can't go out this time, you can go to Feiyunmen and find a three-story stone tower. There is a stone statue in the shape of a human on the stone tower. Open the stone statue, and you can find the gate of Feiyunmen. Treasure, Feiyun Sword!"

Lin Yi's eyes moved, "I found Feiyun Sword, and I will hand it over to Feiyunmen for senior!"

The old man laughed, and quickly walked out of the stone prison, "Let's go, maybe the sky will not kill me, haha..."

Lin Yi and the old man left the dungeon and quickly flew out of the Zhou mansion, but what Lin Yi was most worried about still happened.

"You guys are so courageous!" Ahead, in the night sky, a figure appeared like a ghost, wearing a phoenix crown and a scarf, but it was Qin Miaoling.

Qin Miaoling rushed out from the hall and directly stopped Feng Jiu and the others, "Mu Qiushuang, you actually collude with foreign thieves and intend to harm our Zhou family. Even if my wife beheads you now and the head of the family returns, you will not blame me! "

Obviously, the woman in red that Zilan Guild rescued was Mu Qiushuang.

"Qin Miaoling, don't spew blood!" Mu Qiushuang gritted her teeth, her face pale, "You put me in the dungeon privately and violated the rules set by the Patriarch, you are the heinous crime!"

"Haha..." Qin Miaoling sized her up twice, her eyes full of disdain, "I tell you, not only you, but even your precious son is in the hands of my wife!"

"What!" Mu Qiushuang squeezed her fists hard, her eyes were almost bleeding and flushed, "Qin Miaoling, if you dare to touch half a hair in civil and military affairs, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go!"

"Then you can be a ghost. It just so happens that this group of trash will be buried with you!" Qin Miaoling flicked his fingers, releasing three silver needles that pierced the night sky.

The speed of the silver needle was too fast, its power was terrifying, and it was impossible to dodge under the darkness of night.

There were screams in an instant, and several monks in the Zilan Guild were stabbed by silver needles and fell from midair.

"President, we are not this woman's opponent, let's go!" Uncle Lan roared. Obviously, although the Zilan Guild has many cultivators in the Xiaohua stage, this Qin Miaoling has obviously reached the Dahua stage. Difficult.

"Withdraw!" Feng Jiu didn't hesitate, and immediately took Mu Qiushuang to withdraw in another direction.

"Want to leave? Everyone is going to die!" Qin Miaoling's eyes froze, her figure flashed out quickly, and the silver needle in her hand shot out like a rainstorm.

Uncle Lan waved the sword in his hand, wanting to break the back for everyone, but before he could strike with the sword skill, Qin Miaoling's poisonous needle pierced his body directly, and there were more than a dozen tiny blood holes on his body.

"Uncle Lan!" Feng Jiu's emotions have never been so out of control, she flew back directly, swung the long sword in her hand, and slashed at Qin Miaoling angrily.

"Looking for death!" With a flick of Qin Miaoling's fingertips, a blue light was emitted, and a silver needle was wrapped in the light, which was obviously more powerful.