Jiang Yuan saw that everyone had no opinions, so he opened the lock spirit stones one by one.

"Old man Yuan Gang has seen the young master. The old man at the head touched his wrist, slowly knelt down, and was the first to salute Jiang Yuan in the dim dungeon.

"Three hundred years...... 300 years......"

The eyes of the people were full of longing......

"Hehe, it's been three hundred years, so these little things were all cultivated at the peak of the Purple Mansion three hundred years ago, otherwise they wouldn't have been locked up here without being killed. Ten Thousand Skull Ancestor grinded his teeth and giggled.

"Be careful......

Ten Thousand Skull Ancestor's face sank, his body shook, and a white light was emitted from his whole body, forming a small round shield, covering Jiang Yuan's lower abdomen.

"Ding......

Jiang Yuan's figure retreated sharply, and was directly smashed into the stone stalactite on the rock wall by a gray line hidden in the darkness.

The thick stone stalactite was broken by Jiang Yuan's waist.

"Gao Jicheng, how can you be like this, didn't you say that there are only five years, do you want to be treacherous?"

"Hmph, if it weren't for your morality, how would we end up like this? Besides, if we are the cultivators of the founding sect, how can we allow juniors such as Er to ...... in front of us?"

"In ...... I'll wait for ......"

Suddenly, a streak of black blood flowed from Gao Jicheng's withered face.

"I'll wait ......"

"Ah......h

Gao Jicheng shouted, grabbing his whole body with his hands, and the black blood quickly flowed out of the seven orifices and flowed into the cold pool, following the water of the cold pool, I don't know where to float.

"Gao Jicheng, what's wrong with you?" Yuan Gang wanted to go and check, took a step, and instinctively shrank back, watching Gao Jicheng turn into a pool of blood.

"As I said, anyone who dares to rebel will surely die. ”

With the sound of stones sliding, Jiang Yuan stood up from the pile of stones, already wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth.

"Who else doesn't want to live, say, I can send him to death right now. Every step Jiang Yuan took was in their hearts.

Gao Jicheng, the palace master of the Shifting Flower Palace in Jiangnan County three hundred years ago, has now turned into blood and water, dust to dust, and soil to earth.

Jiang Yuan made an example of a hundred, and no one dared to doubt the power of the secret technique it said.

"Young master, I don't dare to ......"

"Young master, I don't dare to ......"

As Yuan Gang half-knelt on the ground, the remaining eleven people also knelt on the ground and saluted, and now regretting it is no longer possible.

"Very good, if there are two hearts, it is not as simple as death. Jiang Yuan glanced at everyone.

The remaining twelve looked at each other, and no one dared to have compassion anymore.

Jiang Yuan took everyone to the dungeon, and twelve people followed behind, but they were extremely weak, three hundred years of captivity, cultivation was no longer at the level of the year, even Yuan Gang, who had the highest cultivation back then, was now only the ninth level of mortal spirits.

"Good boy, you dare to break my Huayin's dungeon, what a big dog guts......"

A wicked laugh echoed through the dungeon.

"You have been trapped in a house for three hundred years, and there is reincarnation in the Heavenly Dao, I will let you go today, what can you Huayin Sect do to me?" Jiang Yuan smiled, waved his fists, and the golden light of the Dao Dao shot into the dark corner.

"Good boy...... Do you know what happened 300 years ago? If you knew, you wouldn't have let them go. The black shadow shuttled back and forth in the golden light, and suddenly flashed to the ground, but it was a dwarf.

"Hehe, who should I be, it turned out to be a boy who is not as tall as me. Jiang Yuan laughed.

But when Yuan Gang behind him saw this person, he was shocked, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Hmph, you little thing, no more than a fraction of my age, you dare to talk in front of me. ”

"This person's name is Sun Tu, and he has a treasure in his hand, even if it is the peak of the Purple Mansion, he can't escape his rope, and half of us are caught here by his rope. Yuan Gang said behind Jiang Yuan.

"If you know each other, go back to the dungeon obediently, and don't suffer from flesh and skin. Sun Tu said, taking out a golden dangling rope from behind him.

Jiang Yuan looked at the rope as ordinary, but it exuded fluctuations that were the same as those of the Lock Spirit Stone, and it turned out to be something that restricted spiritual energy.

"What are the faults of his few people, it has been paid off in three hundred years, and now it is under my control, as long as I am in one day, I will naturally not let my people be bullied, you are also a senior for hundreds of years, get out of the way, I will naturally not be embarrassed." Jiang Yuan took a step forward and said firmly.

"Good boy, don't be ashamed, look at the rope......s" Sun Tu's cold eyes were horizontal, the rope in his hand had been thrown into the air, the rope turned into two, two into four, four into eight, turned into sixteen golden ropes in a blink of an eye, and fell down against the wind.

Before Jiang Yuan could make a move, he was tied up, and Yuan Gang and the others behind him were naturally no exception.

"What should I rely on, and dare to make a little rabbit cub who has not dried up?" Sun Tu smiled coldly, raised his eyebrows, and flew towards Jiang Yuan with a punch.

Jiang Yuan didn't hide, the golden light in his body exploded, and he rushed up against Sun Tu, and the rope on his body was directly stretched open under the golden light, breaking into several sections.

"Bang ......"

The two fists shook together, but Sun Tu shot backwards and flew out, planted his head on the ground, and rolled twice before stopping.

"How can it be ......" Yuan Gang and everyone looked at each other.

This Sun Tu was a heavy purple mansion three hundred years ago, but now how can he not hold a single punch?

"I'm afraid you stole this rope, right, you can't cultivate the Nine Levels of Mortal Spirits, you can deceive others, you can deceive me?" Jiang Yuan took a step forward and directly lifted this fake Sun Tu, and a breath of spiritual energy spewed out, and a little white light disappeared from Sun Tu's face, revealing another face.

"Spare your life...... The predecessor spared his life...... "The fake grandson Tu begged for mercy again and again: "My master has passed away a hundred years ago, my cultivation is not good, and I took the master's golden rope, so I have to do this, and the predecessor spares his life......"

"No wonder, no matter what, I accepted your golden rope, it's not bad, you took the name of your teacher, go back to guard the spirit for your master for a hundred years, and after a hundred years, come to me again to ask me for this golden rope." Jiang Yuan stretched out his left hand, took off the golden rope from his waist, and put it on his waist.

"Thank you, senior......" The fake Sun Tu was thrown down by Jiang Yuan and hurriedly got out of the way.

Jiang Yuan got the formula, put the golden rope in his hand, Yuan Gang and the others were all grateful, seeing that Jiang Yuan had such magical powers at the peak of the mortal spirit, there was still dissatisfaction in his heart?

After walking forward for a few miles, I saw a woman enchanting, stabbed into Jiang Yuan's arms, spit orchid incense in her mouth, and her hands unconsciously touched Jiang Yuan's chest, and a stream of heat rushed out of Jiang Yuan's body.

Dao Dao red qi oozed from his fingers, heading towards Jiangyuan Dantian.

"Bell ......"

The earth-shaking sea seal shook violently, and ripples emanated from it, vibrating the red aura.

A clear sweep swept by, and Jiang Yuan's blood-red eyes only then regained their clarity.

The woman in red took a few steps backwards, spat out a mouthful of blood, gasping for breath, and her chest rose and fell one after another, making her blood swell.

"Strange treasure ......" was the first word she could think of.

Without a strange treasure to protect his mind, even if it is the Purple Mansion, he can't escape her red dust for a while.

Jiang Yuan was startled, hurriedly turned his aura, swept away the red dust in his body, turned his head to look, but saw that the twelve people were all intoxicated.

With a lift of his right hand, a thunderbolt fell from the sky, turning into twelve thunderbolts in the air, and submerged into it.

In an instant, all twelve of them vomited blood and sat on the ground, their eyes full of surprise.

"What a powerful illusion ......" Zhou De glanced at the woman: "Rolling red dust, you are from the Sunu Sect of Jiangnan County......

"Sure enough, it's an old fellow, who are you, who are you, and you can break my illusion?" the woman sneered and raised her eyes to look at Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan still felt that the look was wrong, and while protecting his soul with aura, he said, "It doesn't matter who I am, I want to go out, do I have to win you?"

"Do you want to go out?, or is it up to you, or is it this group of old immortal wastes behind you?" the woman sneered, and without giving Jiang Yuan a chance to react, she stretched out her hands, and her ten fingers emitted a red aura, like a vast net, covering everyone in it.

Jiang Yuan's hands were thunderous, but he couldn't help this red dust in the slightest.