The sword light flickered, and the cold light exploded like light and shadow under the light, and the cold air was surging, and an inexplicable depression was formed in the room.

Everyone felt the temperature change in the room firsthand.

Cold, fearful, dark, damp, all the negative emotions are slowly waking up, except for a middle-aged man sitting on the sofa, the hairs on the rest of the people are gradually standing up.

I felt like I was standing on the top of a hill in the cold north wind, wearing only a thin piece of clothing, pouring a basin of cold water.

There was no sound in the room.

Everyone looked at Lin Muyang, everyone was a person who came out of death, and naturally they could perceive the reason for the change in the atmosphere.

It was the moment Lin Muyang raised the Tang Dao in his hand, and the aura around him was beginning to change.

Lin Muyang stood quietly in front of him, but it gave people an elusive feeling, as if he was looking at flowers in the fog, hazy, and he couldn't notice any changes in Lin Muyang's body, so he stood there quietly, feeling that if he didn't concentrate, he would forget at any time.

Dangerous!

This is the aura that everyone felt from Lin Muyang's body, dangerous? It's hard to imagine, if you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you really couldn't believe that such a powerful killing intent would explode from the person in front of you.

"That's what's fun!"

Leng Dao obviously didn't care about the killing intent that erupted from Lin Muyang's body, and his eyes flashed with excitement, and the opponent would enjoy the fun of chess.

"Come on!"

The Tang knife in Lin Muyang's hand had already been slashed out before Lin Muyang spoke, the blade was tilted, from top to bottom, an arc of light swept by, the golden light on the blade exploded, and the golden crescent instantly slashed towards Ni Fei who rushed in front of him.

Ni Fei stood a step behind Leng Dao, thinking that Lin Muyang was going to attack Leng Dao, but who would have thought that the sword light would actually pass by Leng Dao's side and slash towards him.

Ni Fei hurriedly jumped back, a little volley on her toes, several afterimages swept through the air, and shook her hand in front of her, five streamers flashed in the light and shadow, and Lin Muyang's attack was instantly shattered by the flood.

"There's no need for the little brother to be so angry!"

Ni Fei looked at Lin Muyang and said with a smile, although Lin Muyang's attack was unprepared, it was more than enough for Ni Fei to take or avoid.

"I'm just trying the blade"

Lin Muyang also smiled, his fingers flicked on the knife, and he nodded lightly with a satisfied expression.

Before everyone had time to react, Lin Muyang and Leng Dao rushed out of the sound of "bell-" metal collision almost at the same time, and the spiritual power on the two of them collided together

The cold knife right hand condensing fist slammed into Lin Muyang's abdomen, Lin Muyang also reacted quickly, his palm turned into a flame, the fist and the palm collided together again, the piercing cold air poured into the palm of his hand, and the scorching flame wrapped the fist.

Around the two of them, one cold and one hot, two forces swirled, and with a loud bang, the top floor of the entire villa was opened, and two pillars of light rushed up to the sky, and the surrounding residents also woke up from their sleep one by one, looking at the scene in front of the window and feeling like they were in a dream.

"Come again!"

"Come again!"

Leng Dao and Lin Muyang said almost in unison.

The two of them rushed up again, this time it was no longer a competition of spiritual power, but a complete competition of physical bodies and martial arts, and the blood of the Dao Dao splashed from the two of them, and the entire ground and walls were covered with the blood of the two of them.

I don't know how long it lasted, but Lin Muyang and Leng Dao listened breathlessly.

"Come again!"

At the moment when the cold knife rushed up, an afterimage flashed in front of him, and Ni Fei appeared in front of Lin Muyang, holding a disc in his hand that he didn't know what it was, the size of a teacup lid, around a black coil, with a red gem in the middle.

Lin Muyang didn't expect Ni Fei to rush up, so he hurriedly waved his knife to block it, but Ni Fei was even faster, reached out and grabbed Lin Muyang's wrist, and the disc in his right hand was against Lin Muyang's abdomen.

The moment the disc and his abdomen touched, Lin Muyang only felt that his purple mansion space suddenly ached, and from the edge of the disc it seemed to be parasitic, and gradually merged with his abdomen.

The whole person was instantly out of strength.

Before the person fell, four iron claws flew from both sides and grabbed Lin Muyang's hands and feet, and Lin Muyang was tied up with iron chains.

"That's how you're doing?"

Lin Muyang looked at Leng Dao, Leng Dao didn't speak, just stood quietly aside, but from the look in his eyes, Leng Dao was a little angry.

"I didn't say this is a solo fight! We are not saints, we are killers," Ni Fei said with a smile.

"It's not something that the Locks are designed to imprison dangerous people like you"

The man on the sofa saw that Lin Muyang wanted to break free from the chain, and immediately reminded him.

Hearing the lock spirit plate, Lin Muyang smiled, the lock spirit plate himself has heard it, and the effect of handcuffs and shackles is basically the same, although the handcuffs and shackles can block the spiritual power of martial artists, they cannot block spiritual power and physical power, so they can only be used for ordinary martial arts cultivators.

The lock spirit disc is a level higher, and the total blockade is generally used for terrorists or wanted people who kill people without blinking.

"Take it away!"

The man didn't say much.

When Lin Muyang passed by the cold knife, although the cold knife was a little unhappy in his eyes, he didn't say anything, Lin Muyang was tied up and lifted, Ni Fei walked to the man's side, and a wheelchair flashed out of the blue light in his hand and appeared in front of the man.

Two men in suits helped the man sit on the sofa, Ni Fei pushed the wheelchair and followed quietly with a cold knife, and the last thing Lin Muyang knew was that he was carried on a plane.

The next day, at Lin Muyang's residence, Li Jinyan stood in this messy villa, looking up at the ceiling, you can imagine how fierce the battle was last night, and there were blood stains everywhere on the walls and ground.

"Carefully inspect the scene, take the blood stains back for testing, and check the blood bank" The mobile phone rang at the scene of the investigation, it was Xia Yao's phone, and the person who took the phone asked urgently, "How is the situation with Jinyan?"

Li Jinyan paused for a moment and still said the matter one by one, "Xia Yao, don't worry, I didn't find it, it means that Lin Muyang is still alive, don't worry, I will definitely save him"

There was no more talk on the other end of the phone, and a few minutes passed and there was a beeping sound in my ears.

"Immediately investigate who Lin Muyang has met with these days!" Li Jinyan said, and when he walked out of the villa, Li Jinyan saw Lin Qinen standing in the distance alone with a cane, quietly looking at the dilapidated villa.

Lin Qinen's brows were tightly locked, his face was a little solemn, Lin Muyang returned to the imperial capital for half a month, since he didn't know!

"Grandpa Lin" Li Jinyan ran over, wanting to comfort a few words but didn't know what to say.

Lin Qinen sighed, looking at the messy villa, his face showed sadness, Li Jinyan saw it in his eyes, and at this moment, he felt that Lin Qinen was a lot older.

"Grandpa Lin, don't worry, Muyang, he'll be fine," Li Jinyan said with concern.

"Then please girl."

After speaking, Lin Qinen turned around and left the scene without looking back.

......

On the other side, Lin Muyang woke up in a daze, the surroundings were extremely dark, and there was only a dim light above his head, and the faint light barely illuminated the entire room, three smooth walls, and countless scratches on the walls.

Shaking his head to make himself gradually fresher, Lin Muyang staggered to his feet, looked around and came to the iron bar, and he was imprisoned in a prison.

Outside the bars is a corridor, and at the other end is also a prison, looking inside the bar, there is a person in each room, some people are decadent, some people are confused, some people look around, some people close their eyes and recuperate, all kinds of strange and varied.

But one thing is the same, these people were not surprised to see themselves, and there was a hint of sympathy in their eyes.

Lin Muyang lowered his head and found that the lock spirit disc in his dantian position had also disappeared, and he slowly ran his spiritual power and found that there was no obstacle, which showed how confident the warden guarding this prison was.

It's all the freedom and convenience that I give you, the strength, even if it's all indulgence, you still can't escape.

Lin Muyang lightly knocked on the iron bar a few times, making a bell-bell sound, and the sound echoed in the mid-air of the prison and looked extremely ethereal.

"Where is this?"

Lin Muyang asked.

The crowd didn't answer, and about ten minutes later, the people in the prison who were facing their own prison opened their eyes and slowly stood up.

This man had gorgeous hair, he had not washed his hair for I don't know how many years, he was unkempt, wearing a black and white prisoner's uniform, and he stood by the iron fence with his steps.

His eyes swept towards Lin Muyang, and there was a hint of shock in his eyes.

"I didn't expect to be so young" this person said with a smile, and before Lin Muyang could ask, the old man continued, "It's a pity that you are young, and this life is over when you come here."

His tone was melancholy, and his face was sad.

"Where does the senior know this?"

Lin Muyang continued to ask.

The man smiled slightly, "Have you ever heard of the Night Dynasty?"

Lin Muyang's heart was shocked, of course the Night Emperor himself had heard that one of the seven major forces in Huaxia, the only one organized by killers, had no exact location, no clear personnel, just like ghosts in the night were all over every place in Huaxia Kingdom.

When he first came to the imperial capital, he also fought with the people of the Night Imperial Dynasty, and even killed their people.

Could it be that this is the Night Dynasty? Lin Muyang couldn't believe it.

The old man nodded, "That's right, this is the most famous prison in the Night Dynasty, Netherworld Prison, known as one of the most terrifying places in the world, no one who comes here can leave alive" After the old man finished speaking, his eyes looked at Lin Muyang, "It seems that you have also offended people?"

Lin Muyang smiled a little bitterly, he had offended someone, but he didn't know who was behind his back.

"Didn't you try to get out of here?"

Lin Muyang looked at everyone, the person who can be imprisoned here is afraid that his cultivation is not weak, and his identity is not simple.

The old man waved his hand, "I advise you to break this thought, they are all famous and shocking the existence of the continent, and even three or five people acted together, but they were all killed."

Saying this, the old man's eyes were filled with fear, and his body trembled slightly, and when the people in the surrounding prisons heard this, some of them were already screaming in fear.

"Netherworld Prison is Netherworld, how can people who enter hell escape, even if you are given a chance, you can't do it"

Hearing this, Lin Muyang glanced down at his abdomen, and the lock spirit disk was taken off, is this an opportunity?

The prison was noisy, Lin Muyang and the old man did not continue to chat, and soon the sound of batons hitting the iron bars sounded in the noise, and the sound of bells and bells was accompanied by screams.

The boiling voice suddenly became silent.

"Be quiet for Lao Tzu, if anyone is not convinced and stand up, I will accompany me at any time" A voice sounded, with domineering and contempt, as soon as this person's voice came out, the whole prison became even quieter, and Lin Muyang even saw that the people in the opposite room seemed to see ghosts, and they were all afraid and shrunk into the corner.

Lin Muyang also sat quietly in a corner.

In a moment, Lin Muyang felt a pressure, an oppression that was difficult to breathe, and he felt that the whole person was squeezed into a corner, the air around him was drained, and his breathing gradually tightened.

"It's such a strong oppression, the lord is at least in the Ning Dan Realm" Guan Yu opened his mouth and said, Lin Muyang didn't expect that since this oppression had passed through the space of the Purple Mansion, Wu Ling had already felt it.

The Ning Dan Realm has already gone beyond the earth level and entered the heaven level, and only when a martial artist enters the heaven level can he be regarded as truly entering the ranks of the strong.

Lin Muyang looked up at the corridor, the sound of metal colliding was getting closer and closer, and a figure appeared in front of the cell door and stopped.