The entire prison is built underground and has nine floors. The darker it sank, the darker it became, and the more terrible the prisoners became.

Surrounded by a group of guards, Hongyuan went straight to the third floor of the basement. He walked slowly towards an iron cage in which a bloodied prisoner lay motionless on the ground, his limbs chained to the wall. Even when he heard the movement, the prisoner lay motionless on the cold ground, and his eyes did not open.

Seeing Hong Yuan stop, the captain of the guard who accompanied him quickly approached, opened the thick roster in his hand, and read aloud: "Hong Fubo, 36 years old, Lingwu has a peak, it can ignite the three waves of power and power, and the disciples are outside the gate of Hong Amen. "He attacked Young Master Hong Tianzhi because he didn't say a word. Hong Tianzhi committed the following crimes and was sentenced to death.

"It's him, drag it out!" Hongyuan silently ordered.

"Yes, little master!"

The captain of the guard bowed and glanced at it. Some of the men who were with him stepped forward and opened the door of the prison and untied the chains that were bound to the wall. When he was about to bend down and drag out the motionless prisoner Hong Haibo, he suddenly opened his eyes. The chains rattled and launched a fierce attack like a leopard. Unexpectedly, several guards simply did not have time to dodge. The knife hanging from the waist was torn in half, and large fists appeared in front of them. In an instant, all the guards changed their faces.

"Not self-sufficient!"

Hong Yuan snorted coldly and suddenly moved.

Without seeing its movements, its body suddenly appeared in the cage and hit it with a cold punch. There was a loud bang, and a sudden huge wave flew out and smashed against the cold, hard wall. The force of anger severed his veins and confinements inch by inch in an instant, and the damage he suffered was worse than ten times that of Kua'a.

What a fierce force!

In a big earthquake, people and the captain were united. I didn't expect such a small main force as Hong Yuan to be so terrifying. There is no sign of attack, the strength is ferocious, tyrannical, and the endurance is overwhelming. This is the essence of the true martial arts of the Red Gate. Obviously, this is not that kind of rhetoric, but a real warrior, decisively, decisively killing.

The guards gathered around Hongyuan, breathing in the air, and became more and more respectful of the little master Hongyuan. The dead criminals in the surrounding cages hid far away, not daring to look at them again, and curled up in the cages as if they didn't know anything.

Even if he is sentenced to death, as long as there is no one to escort him to behead one day, there is still a glimmer of hope in life.

No one wants to die!

Death row inmates are no exception, as long as there is still a breath hanging, who will find their way to death?

"Drag him out and immediately treat him with the best medicine. After three days, if you can't get up, it's a waste. Drag it out and chop it down. Next!

Leng Bu gave the order, Hong Yuan strode forward, without glancing at Hong Fubo, who was seriously injured. Not far away, Holland stopped in front of another cage. Keep in touch with the captain of the Jing Guard behind him, and promptly instruct the Jing Wei to release the prisoners. After witnessing Hong Yuan's brutality, this time, the prisoners did not dare to resist at all.

"Next!"

Hongyuan only stayed for a while, and then went to the next cage.

As we walk, we puff up spiritual thoughts in our minds, feeling the practice of many prisoners. No matter where you come from,

Four days later, before the morning mist had lifted, a black horse rushed into the Red Gate and roared towards the mausoleum on the western hill.

Black armor, black war horses, black spears, and even war horses are covered with thick black armor, and every cavalry is the same attire, with black ink from head to toe, giving people a strong sense of oppression. On the cold armor, an ancient black tripod is engraved, black and black, with rough lines, outlining the shape and momentum of the tripod. At first glance, it's stressful.

The Black Top Iron Knight!

Under the leadership of Hongyuan, the Black Ding Iron Horse, composed of 800 dead criminals, roared like a torrent of steel. The sharp-eyed cityscape opened the heavy gates from a distance and waited nervously on the side. With a loud scream, I only felt darkness in front of me, as if thousands of mountains and rivers had poured down, my heart suddenly stopped beating, and my eyes flashed with confused consciousness. By the time I regained consciousness, the black iron bracket on the black tripod had disappeared into the dust. Eight hundred cavalry, but it gives people the feeling of ten thousand horses galloping.

After the death test, all the remaining prisoners are not hard-hearted characters, and with a one-fifth elimination rate, those who can survive are the elite of the elite, and they are unruly. Others, even an experienced general, might not be able to command these desperate people, but Hong Yuan did it.

His method is simple and effective.

All death row inmates can challenge him, win and leave, and regain his freedom. As a result, the most murderous and cold-blooded death row inmate was knocked down by his heavy punches. Either accept it verbally, or honestly obey the order, or be killed on the spot.

Hong Yuan's plagiarism and brutality shocked the death row inmates, coupled with the intimidation of Master Hong Jiu, the surviving inmates in the end were honest and did not dare to change their minds. Soon, a plagiarist and elite division will become a brigade, but to become a division of tigers and wolves, to strengthen the cohesion of this brigade, it is not enough, it is necessary to vigorously suppress it. It takes a bloody battle and experience to get these prisoners to open their hearts and gain mutual trust and honor in battle.

Going to the old palace is the first experience!

The galloping black torrent is speeding along the official road. Along the way, all the vehicles and pedestrians hid far away, and there were no exceptions, who used to travel and dignitaries in Shou Adu. The big character "Hong" on the battle flag of the Black Ding Iron Cavalry has already explained the identity of this brigade, who dares to call Hong Amen the world's first gate valve with its arrogant ambiguity?

The black tripod carved into the armor of the death row is far more ferocious than the monsters of the ages that traverse the wilderness.

At noon, the Black Ding Iron Cavalry finally arrived at the Imperial Tomb.

From a distance, the thousands of years old royal tombs are massive and numerous, many of which are thousands of years old. Some of the tombs were buried by a beautiful concubine, others by a magnificent emperor, and there were countless court maids, guards, and eunuchs. Standing at the foot of the West Mountain, before he officially stepped into the imperial tomb, a huge gloomy aura came to his face. On the mountain, the animals roared and the wind blew, as if there were countless grievances crying.

At the foot of the West Mountain, there is a huge brigade guarding the imperial tomb all year round, with more than 70,000 people. Seeing the figure of Hong Yuan and his entourage, the general hurriedly rode forward to greet "Finally, Ouyang Ji, see Taifu".

Ouyang was tall and tall, with a large body and a half-foot-long beard on his chin. It's very powerful. Although he had been in the Imperial Tomb for many years and had held many stewardship positions, he still had to bow when meeting senior stewards.

"General Ouyang, how is the Imperial Tomb now?" Hong Ying bowed slightly in reply.

"It's a very bad situation!"

Ouyang Ji shook his head with a serious expression. The entire mausoleum can be divided into three parts. Ten years ago, the outermost Imperial Tomb began to roam around with a large number of various monsters, and it was impossible to kill them. The interior of the other two mausoleums is in even worse condition. They are said to have been overrun by many terrifying monsters of the millennium. At first, our brigade guarding the Imperial Tomb would occasionally break down the door and sweep the mausoleum. Later, it could only walk on the edge of the mausoleum and could not go deep into it.

The situation is serious.

Xiang Ah Hong Kong frowned. It is impossible for the Emperor to be related to the dignity of the royal family. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Ling Blood Battle Soul Claw Book House" for free for the first time.