"You ......"

Chen Zhaoqi thought that he would have to go through a big battle before he could end the battle.

But I don't want the other party to be bent on death, why?

How can a person who betrays his country and his brother be willing to commit suicide?

Shouldn't it be a desperate struggle for a way to survive!

"If the life of betrayal is so good, who will commit suicide? I advise you, it's better to hurry up and go to the next level, maybe how many people have died now!"

Wang Cheng cracked his mouth, the blood couldn't stop flowing, and his spirit and spirit dissipated with him.

It's really bent on dying!

Chen Zhaoqi suddenly realized at this moment, why the other heaven-level masters didn't come, they must be strangling their companions below!

The eighteenth layer should be the most powerful group of people!

"Ah~"

Chen Zhaoqi roared angrily, and the flames of the flame spear burst out, turning the royal city into a pile of ashes, venting the frustration in his heart.

It was this roar that woke Lin Lang up.

Fortunately, the shock injury to the internal organs was controlled.

"Childe, can you go straight down?"

For the first time, Chen Zhaoqi had a name for Lin Lang, and he used to think that he was useless.

But just now, he couldn't see through the hidden in an instant.

This kind of admiration gave him a little respect for Lin Lang.

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Lin Lang was still thinking about the serfs below, at least they were all strong people in the late stage of the Heaven Level, how strong they were.

Chen Zhaoqi agreed, turned around and drifted, blinking and disappearing, almost like a ghost shadow.

When Lin Lang arrived at the eighteenth layer of hell, he found that it was a mess inside.

Compared to the previous floor, it is about three times smaller.

The whole is a space of more than 400 square meters, with no compartments and no iron grilles.

On the surrounding walls, twelve crippled figures, chained through the lute bones, hung from the walls. It is swaying back and forth with the strong wind.

At their feet, there were piles of armored warriors on the ground, which had been crushed and deformed.

And Chen Zhaoqi was armed with a fire spear and fought with a white-robed man.

Lin Lang couldn't even see the figure's moves clearly, the only thing he could see clearly was the familiar flames of the Flame Spear.

The difference between him and Chen Zhaoqi was only two seconds, and it was a mess here!

It's so fast!

What now?

Chen Zhaoqi's battle with the white-robed man, he didn't have to think about it, he couldn't participate in it at all.

The people around me don't know which one to save.

One by one, the limbs are not sound, and on the neck, some even the neck has been separated!

"Boom"

With a bang, Chen Zhaoqi and the white-robed man retreated to both sides.

At this time, it can be seen that Chen Zhaoqi took three more steps back, his face was pale, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

The musket in his hand was shaking, and his body was trembling.

"Chen Zhaoqi, I really can't imagine that this time, you can still rescue people? It seems that you beggars are also pouring out!"

The white-robed man was much stronger than the one who was seriously injured by Xiaoqing just now, and his body was a little smaller.

He can recognize Chen Zhaoqi's current appearance, and he must also be a figure from three hundred years ago, otherwise it is impossible.

"Childe saves people, I can hold out for ten minutes at most!"

Chen Zhaoqi gasped violently, and shouted to Lin Lang without looking back.

"Yo he, is this kid, can you save you? What is it, hand it over to me, I can make you die a happy death!"

The white-robed man was very surprised, and he didn't expect that it was just a young man who saved people.

But he is also extremely disdainful, thinking that he has no ability.

Moreover, with extreme confidence, let Lin Lang hand over the things he saved, and kill him!

Is there such a thing in the world?

It's a person who will wonder how his head grows!

"I don't even know who they are, which one do I save?"

Saving people, Lin Lang has already thought about it, the key is who to save.

For the white-robed man, he ignored it, and he didn't need it at all.

"Anyone who is alive!"

Chen Zhaoqi knew very well that these old men present, as long as they had a little knowledge, would definitely agree with Lin Lang's opinion!

"Are you listening to me, what do you think of me?"

The pride on the white-robed man's face was instantly replaced by anger.

Chen Zhaoqi and the others talked about saving people wantonly, and they simply ignored him.

Let him, who thinks he is high, how can he stand it!

"Don't be arrogant, judge Ama, you will die today!

Chen Zhaoqi was not afraid, the tremor on his body had disappeared after a short rest, and he could fight again at any time!

"I've heard the funniest joke! The Holy Cross Palace has existed for three hundred years, and since its establishment, my hands are stained with the blood of the Dragon Country! The dry bones outside are almost piled up into a small mountain! How could it fall!"

Yama didn't believe it at all, and laughed wildly, still undermining Chen Zhaoqi's confidence.

Lin Lang didn't have time to listen to them, and had already ordered Fu Ming, who was trembling in his body, and the two of them to hurry up and find someone alive.

It's also easy to find, hanging on chains, and those who breathe must be alive.

Lin Lang looked at two people in a row, and his neck was cut off with a saw, only a little skin was left, and his head had not been completely broken!

The jagged incisions, turned out, look extremely miserable and desolate.

A generation of indomitable heroes, but such a humiliating tragic death, must have infinite pain in their hearts!

They were long gone.

Although he was a former heaven-level master, he didn't have a true qi guard, and his neck was broken, and he died!

The third man, a little better, had just been sawed halfway and half connected.

Both calves are gone, and the nose and ears are gone, which is very miserable!

"Senior, can you hear me? You know the current situation, sign your name, and you will be healed. ”

Seeing this person, there was still a breath left, Lin Lang looked at him anxiously, hoping to get an answer.

He opened his tired eyes, which were full of disbelief, but he still shuddered and uttered one word:

"Good!"

Lin Lang immediately took out a junior serf card, then grabbed his right hand and dipped some blackened blood on his neck.

"Name! name!"

He shouted anxiously, it was really critical, after all, the battle behind him had started again!

The howling wind made it difficult for him to stand firmly, and they were already more than twenty meters apart.

"Yuan, Bo, Yuan!"

Three words, like squeezing, squeezed out.

When Lin Lang heard this, he was overjoyed, the person outside just now, the fake was him, he had already seen the name once, and he must not be wrong.

When he hurriedly wrote his name, the card flashed and disappeared into his body.

Lin Lang let out a sigh of relief, it was really not easy, and finally rescued one!

The situation should be able to ease.

However, it was not the time to stop, and immediately against the strong wind, he held on to the wall, stepped on the armored warrior, and walked towards the next person.

"Boom!"

There was another bang, and the two men of the battle separated.

Lin Lang looked nervously, and Chen Zhaoqi's body almost bent and flew backwards.

After landing, he didn't stand firm, and rolled three times before stopping.

"Wow"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the flame fell to the side, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

"A gun is a good gun, it's a waste for you to use!"

Aaron stretched out his hand, and the musket flew towards him, and he grasped it in his hand.

Chen Zhaoqi wanted to catch it back, but his body was injured and he didn't react at all.

He hammered the floor with hatred and slammed himself up from the ground.

If you lose a weapon, you lose it, but the fight doesn't stop!

Fire-breathing eyes, staring at Yama deadly, unyielding battle intent rising!

"Click, click"

The sound of two crisp chains broke the brief silence.

Lin Lang followed the prestige, and the iron chain on Yuan Boyuan's body was broken by himself.

In the golden light, he recovered from his body's injuries quickly, like going back in time!

Is the golden light the river of life?

Or is it a river of time?

The magical effect makes those who see it only shocked!

Just like at this moment, the Great Trial of Yama, who was holding a musket, was completely shocked.

"What kind of demon law is this in the Dragon Kingdom?"

Explain what you don't understand, all boil down to demon law!

This is the evaluation of Westerners to the people of the Dragon Country, it is incredible!

Lin Lang didn't have time to appreciate it, he was thinking, should he summon the Flame Spear back, or wait for a while to fight, and suddenly summon it back?

"Master, here!"

When the scene was quiet, John Reid called Lin Lang.

As soon as Lin Lang turned his head, he saw a person hanging beside him, with a very thin figure, similar to a skeleton.

At this moment, his eyes widened and he looked at the scene full of energy.

His face was similar to the fake Yuan Boyuan on it, but his body was extremely miserable.

It's just that the eyes are still intact, and there is a big gap in the stomach, and you can see the intestines, which are moving in the peristrums.

In the chest, the ribs are exposed, and the pectoral muscles don't know where they went?

All the limbs were sawn off, like a pillar of flesh.

On the neck, there was a circle of saws, but they didn't go deeper, only sawed through the epidermis.

Strength, definitely the strongest one!

"And a little vampire? You bug, how can you come into the Palace of the Holy Cross and get out of here!"

John Reid spoke, successfully attracting Yama's attention.

When he saw his identity clearly, he roared out directly, not taking the current situation seriously at all!

"Don't show off your power there, the battlefield is here!"

A deep voice came out in the distance of Yuan Bo, and his broken body really recovered.

Naked, the upper body is pierced, and it glows with golden light.

There is only a pair of tattered trousers on the lower body, barely covering the body.

Lin Lang noticed that the figure beside John Reid flashed with infinite light in his eyes!

Seeing his gaze, he turned to himself and nodded.

Lin Lang instantly understood what he meant, took out the last intermediate serf card, and handed it to his mouth.

"You don't have any limbs, what do I write with, what's your name?"

He is really miserable, how strong is the person who can still not die after such torture!

After Lin Lang asked, he felt a strong wind howling behind him, and a heat wave was blowing.

"Be careful, Childe!"

Chen Zhaoqi's voice then reached Lin Lang's ears.

Lin Lang had only one idea, and he took the musket!

It must be that Yama is ready to take the gun and threaten it, and he will definitely not give you a chance!

With a thought, the musket vanished!

At that moment, several heaven-level masters were all stunned!