Supreme Celestial Devil Chapter 225: Iron Prison Training

"Magic Saint!" Ning Xiaochuan said again: "At Lingqi Pavilion, besides me and Duanmu Jishuang, the Demon Saint was also there. She can testify for me. [For more exciting novels, please visit]"

"Yes! The Saintess's cultivation level is so high that no disturbance can be hidden from her mind. She must know who the real murderer is. But why didn't she defend you before?" Duanmu Linger said. .

Ning Xiaochuan said: "First of all, I have no relatives with the demon saint, why should she help me?"

"Secondly, the magic gate is not a monolithic one. The powers are complex. The six major magic roads have their own powers. Each master of the great road is also the lord of the world. The inanimate Taoist master is the overlord of the older generation of the magic gate. Dao Huxian and your father are both a seniority higher. He was in Lingqi Pavilion at that time, with the highest seniority and the highest cultivation level. Do you think the Demon Sect Saint is so stupid that she will offend the inanimate Dao Master face to face?"

"Then she can't die without saving!"

Ning Xiaochuan said: "If she wants to help us, then she should be waiting too."

"Waiting for what?"

Ning Xiaochuan said: "Wait for the King of Darkness to come to the Cliff of Nine Deaths. Only when the King of Darkness comes to the Cliff of Nine Deaths can she have the power to contend with the Inanimate Dao Master. Otherwise, even if she now stands up and identifies Lin Zhirong as the murderer, With Wusheng Daozhu’s seniority and cultivation base, there is also a way to suppress her. Duanmu Linger, you have to understand one thing, only when the strength is equal, you have the qualifications to negotiate."

"DaDa!"

The dark and silent iron hell, soft footsteps sounded.

The demon saint with her hands on her back, led by two deaf and mute prison guards, came to the outside of the iron prison.

She carried her hands on her back and wore a golden mask. She exuded a terrifying aura, and said indifferently: "I didn't see it, you are a bit clever."

She heard what Ning Xiaochuan said just now.

Seeing the arrival of the Saintess of the Demon Sect, Duanmu Ling'er's face was filled with joy, and said: "Your Royal Highness really knows who killed Duanmu Jishuang?"

The demon saint just stood there without speaking.

However, if she does not speak, it means she has acquiesced.

"Don't worry, when a suitable opportunity, I will stand up and pay you back innocence." The magician saint glanced at Ning Xiaochuan slightly, and said: "But you must tell me what the little girl is Whose child?"

Duanmu Ling'er glanced at Ning Xiaochuan, then stared at the demon saint and said: "Is this important?"

"Of course it is important." said the demon saint.

Ning Xiaochuan's lips moved and said: "She is not human."

Duanmu Ling'er and the Demon Sage Saint are both startled slightly. [More exciting novels, please visit]

Ning Xiaochuan didn't have any scruples, and said, "She is a profound beast. However, she is not in any danger. Please don't hurt her. If possible, please help her to take care of her! "

"A profound beast, scream, believe in you for the time being." The magician saint flew away, disappearing into the dark passage in an instant.

"Kang Dang!"

The Iron Hell is closed again, and the inside becomes a dark world.

"Is she really a profound beast?" Duanmu Ling'er still couldn't believe it. In fact, she thought Xiao Ling'er was quite cute.

"It is true."

"Then why did you name her, Xiaolinger?"

"Hmm! This...I'll give you a pill of otherworldliness, and improve your cultivation level as much as possible. Only when your own cultivation level becomes stronger can you truly save your life. You can't pin all hopes on the demon saint. If it doesn’t work in the end, we can still escape by ourselves."

Ning Xiaochuan took out a "Treasure Pill", the pill exuded a light blue light, illuminating the dark iron prison.

Duanmu Ling'er took this vulgar pill and asked again: "You mean it! Why did you name her Xiaolinger?"

Ning Xiaochuan ignored her, took out a vulgar pill, took it into his mouth, and began to hit the third level of vulgarity.

Ning Xiaochuan doesn't have much confidence in the demon saint. After all, she is not close to her, and she may not try her best to help herself. Only if one's own strength is strong is true ability.

Relief pill is an elixir specially refined for warriors in the vulgar realm. The pill energy melted and melted into the blood. Every moment, Ning Xiaochuan's body was undergoing earth-shaking changes. Those dragon and tiger profound energy were activated, just like real dragons and tigers flying in the body.

Duanmu Ling'er also subdued the otherworldly pill and began to practice.

For the past twelve days, the Iron Prison has not been opened again, and no one has even brought them food.

It's like the people in the magic door, they have forgotten both of them.

Ning Xiaochuan refined most of the second Treasure Pill, and his skin was gleaming, glowing like a jade, as if covered with a layer of jade wax.

In the blood and bones, a ray of light escapes and condenses into the skin.

"Pop!"

Ning Xiaochuan is like an old monk sitting in meditation. His body emits a bright light, the sound of dragons and tigers roars, and a layer of old skin falls off from his body.

This scene is like the golden cicada escaping its shell, the sacred tree changing clothes, and the spiritual snake peeling!

On Ning Xiaochuan’s newborn skin, there are densely packed mysterious inscriptions, seven different rays of light rushing out of the body, showing red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple color changes.

Because the strange changes emanating from Ning Xiaochuan's body caused Duanmu Ling'er to wake up from the practice, and saw that the heart of Ning Xiaochuan was floating in an ocean, and seven divine bridges of different colors were suspended on the ocean. One end is connected to the outside world and is connected to the world as a whole.

"Why is Ning Xiaochuan's martial arts heart palace so powerful? It was just a breakthrough in the realm, and such a scene was actually produced. The inscription on the body, the dragon and the tiger, the colorful streamer, the ancient bridge and the sea, this is the young **** of the age of the gods. The physique you may have." Duanmu Ling'er looked at him in surprise.

Ning Xiaochuan has already taken off the third layer of vulgar skins, reaching the third level of the state of vulgarity, and its combat effectiveness has increased by at least three times.

Ning Xiaochuan took the profound energy back into his body, let out a gentle sigh, and stared at Duanmu Ling'er, and said: "You have also stepped into the third level of unworldliness!"

Duanmu Ling'er nodded, and said: "Thank you very much for your temptation pill, otherwise I will have to practice for at least two years before I can reach this state."

Duanmu Ling'er's physique is not as strong as that of Ning Xiaochuan. She only took one pill of vulgarity, and she stepped into the third peak of vulgarity.

However, it was much more difficult for Ning Xiaochuan to break through the realm. He only managed to reach the third level of the realm after taking two vulgar pills.

Of course, Ning Xiaochuan's combat power is far superior to Duan Mu Ling'er. With the current state, he can completely fight the fifth-level martial artist of the Transcendent realm, and even the sixth-level martial artist of the Transcendent realm.

If he fights against Lin Zhirong now, Ning Xiaochuan is confident that he will be beaten to death with his fist, even if he wears a nine-life unbreakable armor, he will not escape death.

Duan Mu Ling'er said: "It's really strange. Although the Demon Gate Iron Prison is cruel, it still delivers meals to the prisoners every day. Why is there no one to deliver meals to me after more than ten days? Do you forget the two of us? Up?"

Ning Xiaochuan said: "It's really weird. Maybe something big happened outside and we can't take care of us at all."

"How do I feel that someone wants to starve us to death on purpose?" Duanmu Linger said.

Ning Xiaochuan smiled and said: "You are finally a little smarter again. However, even if someone wants to starve us to death, your father will never starve us to death. Why hasn't he seen us after so long? Are you... sure it is his biological daughter?"

"It must be his own person. But...but...why didn't he come?" Duanmu Ling'er bit her lip and began to think.

Ning Xiaochuan stood up, dragged the iron chain on his body to a clatter, and said: "It's very simple. I just need to go out and see by myself!"

"Do you want to escape from prison?"

"Knowing that someone wants to kill us in the Iron Prison, we still haven't escaped, are we waiting for death here?" Ning Xiaochuan said.

"No one can escape from the iron prison at all, and if we are found to be escaped, we will really die. Or... shall we wait?" Duan Mu Ling'er hesitated.

"Then you continue to wait for death here, I have to leave." Ning Xiaochuan's hands and feet are both iron-fettered, and he grabs the jumping chain with both hands to run the dragon and tiger profound energy in his body, to use the iron chain Forcibly ripped off.

How powerful Ning Xiaochuan is now, let alone an iron chain, even a profound tool can be broken.

"Wow!"

However, the iron chain on Ning Xiaochuan's arm is tougher than the profound tool.

He used the strongest force, but he couldn't even break the chain.

"It’s useless. This profound spirit iron lock is made of strange iron from outside the territories. It is specially used to lock martial arts masters. Not to mention our cultivation base. The spirit iron lock is shaken off." Duanmu Ling'er said.

"Really?"

Ning Xiaochuan clasped his hands together, and five blood-red magic qi flowed out of the heart and gathered into a magic sword.

A wave of the magic sword!

"Pop!"

The chain on the arm broke.

The magic sword slashed again, and the chains on both feet broke.

Ning Xiaochuan moved his hands and feet, put the magic sword away, stared at Duanmu Ling'er, and said, "Can you go?"

"What weapon did you use?" Duanmu Linger asked.

"Just leave it alone...hush! Someone is coming!"

Ning Xiaochuan hurriedly sat on the spot~IndoMTL.com~, leaning on the iron wall, put the iron chains on his arms and legs, pretending that he was still locked by the iron chains.

"DaDa!"

In the darkness, steady footsteps sounded.

Lin Zhirong walked into the iron prison, holding a black stone lamp in his hand, standing outside the iron fence, followed by two deaf and mute prison guards.

The lights are dim.

When Lin Zhirong saw Ning Xiaochuan sitting in the corner, looking very embarrassed, he felt a little proud, and smiled: "Ning Xiaochuan, I have already inquired about your details. It turns out that you are the first genius of the famous imperial city. The leader of the Tiandi Academy is really disrespectful."

Ning Xiaochuan stared at him coldly and said: "It's not too late for you to know now. If you let me out, I can consider letting you die."

"Haha!"

Lin Zhirong laughed, and then, his eyes became very venomous, and said: "Do you still want to escape from the Demon Gate Iron Prison? Don't you know that in two days, it will be your death date?"