Supreme Celestial Devil Chapter 226: Old man in prison

"Nonsense. [For more exciting novels, please visit] The person who killed Duanmu Jishuang is obviously you. Do you think you can fool the demon's seniors?"

Duanmu Ling'er stood up suddenly, her eyes were cold, profound energy condensed in her pupils, two sword lights flew out of the pupils, and attacked Lin Zhirong.

She stepped into the third level of the unworldly realm, and the cultivation base has gone further. Two sword lights pierced the barrier of the iron prison and bombarded the past.

"Sister Ling'er, it's really gratifying to have another level of cultivation level. It's a pity that she's just a prisoner now."

Lin Zhirong's mouth twitched slightly, with a look of disdain.

With a wave of his arm, he formed a world-class treasure wheel, which swept the two sword lights upside down and flew back, hitting Duanmu Ling'er's legs, making two blood holes.

The sound of broken bones sounded.

Both sword qi hit Duanmu Ling'er's leg bones.

Duanmu Ling'er felt that the bones of both legs were broken, the pain was cracking, the blood was flowing, and the body fell to the ground.

Dense beads of perspiration escaped from her forehead, but she did not exhale, clenching her teeth, and said: "Dare you...break my legs, and my father will kill you!"

Duanmu Ling'er's five fingers gripped the corners of the clothes tightly, holding back the pain.

Ning Xiaochuan's eyes were cold, and a ray of electricity flowed from the tip of his finger.

Lin Zhirong sneered and said: "Do you think you still have a chance to survive? Duanmu Ling'er colluded with the court officials and betrayed the magic door. Now the court's army has come to the cliff of the Nine Deaths. You made a terrible mistake. Still want to get out of the iron prison alive?"

Duanmu Ling'er's face changed, and said: "The imperial army has come to encircle and suppress the Demon Sect General Altar again? How is this possible?"

Lin Zhirong said triumphantly: "This time even your dad can't keep you. The seniors of the Demon Sect have decided to throw you two into the Ten Thousand Snake Hole and put you to death with the cruelest punishment."

Ning Xiaochuan could see that Lin Zhirong did not lie. In this way, the court army has really come to encircle and suppress the general altar of the Demon Gate again.

Lin Zhirong glanced at Ning Xiaochuan, and said: "Ning Xiaochuan, I heard that you have cultivated a kind of magic power that is comparable to blood-devouring magic power. If you pass this kind of magic power to me, I can consider putting it on You two leave."

"Don't believe him, the prisoner in the Demon Gate Iron Prison, he can't let go at all." Duan Mu Ling'er said.

Lin Zhirong sneered: "Stupid! Maybe I couldn't let you go before. But now all the demon predecessors have been restrained by the imperial army. The defense of the iron prison is far less than before. With my martial arts training, I must It’s not difficult to take you out. If you pass on that kind of marvelous feat to me, I will let you go immediately."

Ning Xiaochuan showed hesitation in his eyes, nodded, and said: "Okay! I can pass that kind of magic to you now. (Starter)"

"Really?" Lin Zhirong took a step forward, showing an expression of excitement.

"Huh!"

Ning Xiaochuan's speed was as fast as lightning, and he moved horizontally to the edge of the iron fence. Through the iron fence, he grabbed Lin Zhirong's neck, mobilized the power of the magic sword, and began to devour the blood and profound energy in Lin Zhirong's body.

Ning Xiaochuan has just broken through the third level of the Transcendence Realm, and he needs a lot of energy to consolidate his realm. Since Lin Zhirong came to the door, he was naturally not polite.

Under the suppression of Ning Xiaochuan's powerful force, Lin Zhirong was dragged over, his head was squeezed between the two iron bars, and the bridge of his nose was about to be squeezed.

His heart was horrified, and he didn't expect that Ning Xiaochuan would be able to escape from the mysterious iron lock. Now, it was too late for him to fight back, and the blood in his body was flowing backwards, all flowing towards Ning Xiaochuan's palm.

"You don't want to see that kind of magic, I will let you see it slowly now." Ning Xiaochuan lifted Lin Zhirong by the neck and lifted him from the ground, squeezing his head.

The two deaf and mute prison guards were slightly startled, and at the same time they shot Ning Xiaochuan and pierced the spears in their hands.

They are all first-class martial arts masters, their shots are quite fierce, and all of Ning Xiaochuan's retreat will be sealed. If Ning Xiaochuan does not let Lin Zhirong go, he will definitely die under the spear.

But Ning Xiaochuan didn't mean to let Lin Zhirong go!

Today, he is dead!

"Break it for me!"

Ning Xiaochuan slammed into it suddenly, broke three iron bars with his body, and smashed out of the iron prison. With one hand holding Lin Zhirong, he pressed him firmly against the iron wall and hit his head. It had to split, and a puff of blood flowed out.

A pair of seven-meter-long Stormrage wings spread out on Ning Xiaochuan’s back. The profound energy condensed into feathers. The feathers were like iron hooks, and the wind was like a hurricane. They lifted the two deaf and mute prison guards away. Knocked upside down on the iron wall, the spear in his hand fell to the ground.

Under Lin Zhirong's unwilling, frightened, and pleading gaze, the blood in his body was sucked dry, his body shriveled, his skin was dry, his hair was pale, his eyes were deep and sunken, and he finally turned into a corpse.

Ning Xiaochuan refined his blood and energy, walked over to the two deaf and mute prison guards, shot two giant lightning beasts, and smashed them into powder.

Ning Xiaochuan returned to the Iron Prison, pressing his fingers on Duanmu Ling'er's legs, and using Dragon Tiger Profound Qi to help her stabilize her injuries and stop the blood.

The wound pierced by the sword qi, under the repair of the profound qi, healed quickly and formed a blood scab.

Although the wound is healed, the broken bones are not so easy to repair. If there is no healing medicine, with her martial arts cultivation, at least seven days of recuperation will be required before the broken bone can grow back.

Ning Xiaochuan used a magic sword to cut off the iron chain tied to her, lifted her up, and walked out of the iron prison.

"Boom!"

Ning Xiaochuan used the magic sword to cut open the iron wall, tore a human-high hole, walked out of the crack, and entered the iron prison channel.

They just walked out of a small independent prison, and they had to pass at least seven levels to get out of the iron prison.

The seven levels were all sealed off by the profound gate of Xuan Tie. There are martial arts masters sitting in town, and wanting to escape, it is as difficult as climbing.

Ning Xiaochuan and Duanmu Ling'er just walked out, more than a dozen martial arts masters stopped them.

They are all deaf and mute, wearing thick armor, their eyes are cold and sharp, and they are carrying spears of Grade 1 Profound Tool in their hands, and the tips of the spears are flashing with electricity.

"We must kill as soon as possible. If the prison guard is allowed to spread the news and the magic gate master rushes over, we will have no chance to escape." Duan Mu Ling'er said.

Ning Xiaochuan's left arm skeleton has long been integrated with the martial arts magical powers, and when his arm stretched out, he immediately sent out hundreds of lightning bolts and slashed towards the prison guards at the same time.

The power of lightning is far greater than before, and every electric light is as thick as the mouth of a bowl.

Lightning slashed on the prison guard's armor, emitting blue smoke, and bombarding the flesh through the thick armor, slicing the prison guard into charred bones.

The prison guards are also very strong. If they are outside, they are all martial arts masters on their own.

However, Ning Xiaochuan's cultivation base is even stronger, and he already possesses the strength comparable to those of the older generation. These prison guards are naturally not his opponents.

More than a dozen prison guards were killed by lightning, fell to the ground and turned into scorched corpses.

"Ning... Xiaochuan!"

"Ning...Xiao...Chuan!"

In the iron prison, a faint voice sounded. If you don't listen carefully, you can hardly hear it.

Ning Xiaochuan was about to open the iron gate and immediately slammed down to the next level. After hearing this sound, he immediately stopped.

Does anyone know him in this dark iron prison?

Looking for the source of the sound, Ning Xiaochuan walked to a black iron wall, sacrificed the magic sword, and split the iron wall with a sword.

Inside this iron wall, there is also a cold and dark iron prison.

Inside, an old man with scattered hair was imprisoned, and he was locked by thirty-six iron chains. He was obviously a felon of the magic door.

The old man's body is quite dry, severely dehydrated, and his clothes are already in tatters. I don't know how long he has been imprisoned here?

Ning Xiaochuan stared at the old man's robe, which was worn, rotten, and discolored, but after careful discrimination, it was still possible to see that this was an official robe of the imperial court.

He is a general of the court!

"Who are you? You heard our conversation just now?" Ning Xiaochuan asked.

Every cell in the Magic Gate Iron Prison is divided by a three-meter-thick mysterious iron wall. How high is this old man's cultivation level before he can hear the conversation in the cell next to him?

People who can be imprisoned in the Demon Gate Iron Prison are indeed not ordinary people.

The old man opened his eyes with difficulty, took a look at Ning Xiaochuan, and said, "Are you... Ning Xiaochuan from Jiangehou Mansion...? Your father...is Ning Qianyi, and mother is Duanmu Ning?" /

"Yes!" Ning Xiaochuan's eyes narrowed, and said: "Who are you on earth?"

"Count the time...you should probably be this old, haha, how are your father and mother?" the old man said.

Ning Xiaochuan said: "They were bestowed to death by Emperor Yulan 11 years ago."

"Eleven years ago." The old man's body trembled a little, his eyes widened hard, and said: "What sin?"

Ning Xiaochuan’s time is very tight, but the old man was able to name his parents, which made him curious, so he patiently said: "Collaborating with the devil and betraying the court, leading to the annihilation of the court’s 700,000 army. ."

"Sure enough... eleven years, eleven years...cough cough..." The old man became more excited~IndoMTL.com~ a wry smile appeared in his mouth. If there is still some water in his body, it may flow out. Tears come. However, after being imprisoned for too long, he was dehydrated so badly that he couldn't even shed tears.

Ning Xiaochuan's heart moved, and said: "Is it possible that eleven years ago, Senior was also in the army that encircled and suppressed the Demon Gate?"

The old man nodded and said: "Back then, your father held a handsome seal and was the commander of the three armies. Yue Wuyang, a general of the Chinese army; General Zuo, General Mo Longting; General Right, General Qi Chong . I am Qi Chong."

Ning Xiaochuan was overjoyed, bowed, took out the imperial power order, and said: "This junior is here to find out the truth of the war. I hope senior can tell the junior something."

Ning Xiaochuan looked at the iron chain that was locked on the old man, and then summoned the magic sword, intending to cut the iron chain and rescue the old man.

"Don't!" The old man stopped Ning Xiaochuan and said: "I...my lifespan is... almost exhausted, and I won't live long. If you use a sword to cut the iron chain, the iron chain will counteract the power of shock. It will only speed up my death. So be it! When my life comes to an end, I am already satisfied to see the son of the deceased again."

Ning Xiaochuan held the magic sword, but in the end he didn't cut it down.