"Stinky boy, what are you talking about!" Han Commander snorted angrily, he reached out and was about to grab the clothes on Mo Liang's chest with one hand and lift Mo Liang off the ground, but unexpectedly, Mo Liang's clothes, which his hand had not even touched, were tightly choked in the air by Mo Liang's hand.

Commander Han was stunned, and hurriedly urged the Gangyuan that he could not use, trying to break free from Mo Liang's hands, but was shocked to find that he was actually powerless, Mo Liang's body was majestic, and the huge force from his hand was like a shackle that bound him to death, as if he couldn't break free no matter what.

Commander Han was horrified, and when he was about to use his other hand to bombard Mo Liang, Mo Liang's attack came one step ahead of him!

I saw Mo Liang burst out from the ground, and a punch hit the door of Han Tong's face, Han Liang was hit by Mo Liang's punch on the spot, his nose was sore, tears were about to flow out, and his figure suddenly flew out several feet, and slammed heavily on the cell.

Commander Han was stunned by Mo Liang's punch, and before he could get up from the ground, Mo Liang's figure had already swept in front of him, raised his knee and slammed into his lower abdomen.

"Ahh

This time, Commander Han was not able to get up again.

"How is this possible......" Looking at this scene, Wu Bai and the others' eyes were about to pop out, even if the strength of Han Commander was greatly reduced, there was no reason why he would lose to Liang Mo, a True Source Realm Great Perfection cultivator whose dantian was imprisoned!

How could they know that Mo Liang was a Perfect True Source Realm cultivator who had experienced the foundation building of the Perfect Foundation, and his physical strength alone was enough to pose a threat to the Tiangang Realm powerhouse, and it was true that Mo Liang's dantian was imprisoned, but he was not completely unable to use the True Source, after all, there were still two small dantians in his eyes.

And this Han commander's hands and feet are all locked by special chains, and his strength is only one percent, and his actions are slow and inconvenient, how can he be Mo Liang's opponent.

"It's really stupid enough to rush forward stupidly when you are used as a gun!" Mo Liang stepped on the body of Han Commander, glanced at Wu Bai again, and said with a smile:

"You should be glad you weren't locked up in a cell with me, otherwise, that's what happened to you!"

Wu Bai's face couldn't help but twitch wildly, and his angry eyes erupted with fire.

The officer of the Mu family army sitting in the corner seemed to have finally reacted again, his eyes moved to Mo Liang, took a deep look, and then moved back, while the gray-clothed old man in the opposite cell did not react from beginning to end, as if everything in the outside world had nothing to do with him.

The movement in the cell quickly attracted the Hu soldiers to guard, but by the time the Hu soldiers came to Mo Liang's cell, Mo Liang had already returned to his original place, and the Han commander was curled in the corner with a blue nose and swollen face, and there was still a little horror and fear in his eyes.

Hu Bing Guard realized something, but he also turned a blind eye, just sighed as if he had missed a good show, glanced at the newcomer Mo Liang, and did not explain Mo Liang's identity, they didn't know that the young man in front of them was the legendary abominable Lu Tian Kill, and left after scolding a few words.

Mo Liang crossed Erlang's legs, his expression was leisurely, and he seemed to have nothing to do, but in fact, his eyes frequently wandered on the gray-clothed old man in the opposite cell, and he secretly observed him......

And Wu Bai didn't succeed in teaching Mo Liang, but was humiliated by Mo Liang again, his face was very ugly, and he sat back in place with a black line, depressed.

In the middle of the night, most of the prisoners had already fallen asleep, and everything was silent, just when Mo Liang was thinking hard about how to save his life in the hands of Hu Ren, he suddenly sensed a fluctuation of hot yang energy around him. Mo Liang had taken the Purple Flame Lingzhi, and he was extremely affinity for the energy of the Flame Yang attribute, and had a transcendent perception.

Mo Liang looked at the sudden perceived hot sun energy, and was surprised to find that it actually came from the opposite cell.

I saw a strange cyan flame emerging from the fingertips of the gray-clothed old man, he looked at this cyan flame that was not much bigger than a candle flame, sighed lightly in some disappointment, and muttered softly: "It's such a strong prohibition, I've worked hard for so long, but I only broke through a trace of restraint......"

Mo Liang looked at the cyan flame on the fingertips of the gray-clothed old man, his eyes suddenly condensed, as an alchemist, Mo Liang was very familiar with this kind of flame, this was the source fire used by the alchemist for alchemy!

Moreover, the source fire of this gray-clothed old man is obviously different from the source fire of ordinary alchemists, it is a very peculiar source fire......

Could it be that this old man in gray is an alchemist?

The gray-clothed old man seemed to be aware of Mo Liang's gaze, and looked at it, just opposite Mo Liang's eyes.

A trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, he didn't expect that his imperceptible actions were actually discovered by this young man, is it a coincidence?

The gray-clothed old man collected the flames, looked away, and closed his eyes again.

Mo Liang's eyes narrowed slightly, secretly wondering, could it be that the old man in gray was able to enjoy such a good treatment because of his status as an alchemist?

Mo Liang suddenly remembered what his father had told him, although Hu and Karasuma were savage and warlike in the Fanbang tribes outside the country, they were still at a very backward level in both alchemy and refining, alchemists were already rare, and the rarity of alchemists in the outside world was even several times that of their country, and the level of alchemists in the outside region was generally not high, and they seemed to be born with shortcomings in this regard.

However, the irony is that although the level of alchemy of the tribes outside the region is generally not good, their regions are rich in medicinal materials, and many of them are rare and precious medicinal materials that are rare in the outside world.

Therefore, the tribes of Hu and Karasuma often recruited alchemists to serve them, and alchemists were very precious treasures in their eyes.

This gray-clothed old man must have been treated like this immortal because of his status as an alchemist!

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of Mo Liang's mouth, there is a way......

The next day, a Hu Bing officer from the fifth floor of the Tiangang Realm came to the dungeon, and in full view of everyone, came to the cell where the gray-clothed old man was.

Officer Hu Bing first ordered his subordinates to change the delicious food on the table in the cell, and then took out a ginseng-like medicinal herb that exuded a dense aura and a strange blue light, looking very kind and sincere, and smiled at the gray-clothed old man:

"Zou Lao, Meizu Blue Ginseng only grows outside our borders, and it only produces one plant in five hundred years, it is the treasure of our tribe, the king said, as long as you are willing to refine the pill for him and serve our Hu tribe, this Meizu Lingzhi is yours. ”