The blades of light did not shatter, but were all absorbed by the golden horn, condensing into a lightsaber that was countless times smaller.

The speed of the lightsaber formation was beyond imagination, and it was shot back in an instant, straight to the throat!

The white-robed man, who was already desperate, was still unwilling to die, raised his left arm and crossed it in front of his throat.

But, all in vain.

His left arm was pierced in an instant, and the lightsaber went straight into his throat!

The lightsaber seemed to be powerless, stuck inside, but exploded in an instant. His neck was a blur of flesh and blood, with only the back of his neck bone attached to a little muscle.

Immediately after, the blood in his chest rose to the sky, hitting his head and almost breaking it.

"Puff"

The white-robed man completely became a red-robed man at this moment, and his body fell to the ground.

Even so, he wasn't dead and struggled to sit up.

The vitality of a heaven-level master, tenacious and terrifying!

Lin Lang looked at him and really relied on his left hand, struggling to get up, his face was covered with blood, his bloodshot eyes were still staring at Xiaoqing in mid-air.

Xiaoqing seemed to think that he had lost his threat, and his body floated back, turning into a green shadow and landing in the palm of his hand.

Lin Lang looked at it, his spirit was a little sluggish, obviously the battle just now was not so easy.

With a flick of his hand, the little gourd appeared, and when Xiaoqing saw it, his eyes lit up, his expression was happy, and his tongue was obediently stretched out, not moving.

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Lin Lang clicked on it, and after seeing it take it back, he stretched it out again.

This is something that has not happened before, and Lin Lang is on it a few more times.

This time, its swaying body was coiled around Lin Lang's wrist and was not shaking.

He was concentrating on serving Xiaoqing, and the people next to him were all stupid.

The little snake that was crazy just now, in Lin Lang's hands, was so cute!

It's almost doubtful, is it the same one?

"Little brother, hurry up! He's not dead yet, maybe he'll recover some combat strength in a while, and he'll have to spend a lot of time!"

Looking at the little snake around his wrist, there was a prisoner, glanced at Ou Lun who fell to the ground, and yelled at Lin Lang.

"Can you recover?"

Lin Lang couldn't believe it at all, more than half of the blood in his entire body had flowed out.

The whole throat has been washed open, the trachea has been ruptured, how can it still live?

But the heaven-level master is unmeasurable, so be careful!

Especially seeing his somewhat shriveled eyes, still blooming with a cold light, looking at the person who spoke.

Without hesitation, he took his spear and stabbed it with one shot!

The flames were raging, the heat was pervasive, and the blood on the ground was steaming.

The blue flame at the tip of the spear spread a meter away.

At a distance of four meters from Ouren, the flames had already burned on his body!

His eyes flashed with reluctance and anger, and his body swayed violently, as if struggling to stand up.

But the heat of the Flame Spear enveloped him in an instant!

"Ho ......"

The screams of corpses echoed through the passage.

It sounds very creepy, with countless goosebumps on his body!

Lin Lang drew his gun and withdrew, away from the direction of Ou Lun, standing still with his gun raised, ready to fight at any time.

John Reed and the two of them, but they couldn't help at all, and behind Lin Lang, they stared dryly!

At this time, it is not a bare-handed Xuan level, there can be a way!

The heaven-level master was indeed terrifying, and the flames of the flame spear, even if it were a Xuan-level master, turned into ashes in an instant.

Now Ouren, struggling in the flames, even stood up.

It can be seen that in the blue flames, his body is constantly shaking, as if he is about to take a step forward!

Terrifying muscle control, terrifying physical strength!

The clothes on the outside of the body have all turned into fly ashes, and the blood in the whole body has been evaporated.

The flames scorched his body, making a squeaking sound that gave off a burnt smell.

People can't bear to look at it anymore, and they want to smell it!

"I'll kill you!"

On the surface of his body, he was almost scorched, and he made a plausible dry voice and pounced on Lin Lang!

It's just that at this moment, his body can't float in the air, and his speed is not so perverted, Lin Lang can barely bear it.

"Come on!"

Seeing him coming towards him, Lin Lang shouted, and with a swing of the spear in his hand, he rushed out.

Ouren is full of flames, and he doesn't dodge or dodge!

The charred left hand, stretched out like a ghost claw, grabbed the tip of the gun, and slammed it into his arms.

Although the body is scorched, the strength is still unmatched!

The moment Lin Lang grabbed it, he frantically gathered the true qi of his whole body, and all of it was poured into the flames!

The flame spear bloomed with a blinding red light, and Oren's left claw, in the red light, turned into a pile of dry bones and fell to the ground.

The tip of the spear lost Oren's grip and stabbed straight into his chest.

"Boom"

There was an explosion, and the tip of the gun shook violently in his chest, emitting infinite blue flames!

"Ho~"

Oren's body hung on the flame spear, burning from the inside out!

Such pain made him scream uncontrollably, and his voice became more and more hoarse and deeper!

In the end, there was no sound at all, only the body was still shaking, as if trying to escape the pain.

"Let him taste the hell of fire too!"

"That's it, let him taste it before he dies!

"I'm afraid that the flames of such a temperature are more painful than us, I have no regrets!"

"Good boy, go all the way, it should be the seventeenth layer of hell, and there are still living people in it!"

Seeing Ou Lun burning in the flames, some of the prisoners present shed tears, some laughed, and some pointed at Lin Lang.

For half an hour, Lin Lang channeled his true qi from time to time, and only then did he burn all the muscles in his body, leaving a pile of dry bones.

This is a torture!

In fact, it is not to blame Lin Lang for being ruthless, the body of a heaven-level master is too strong, and his strength is only at the Xuan level, which is far from enough!

Being able to inflict damage on Oren is already an extremely perverted Flame Gun.

can only grind him to death slowly!

Looking at the dry bones that were still not burned, Lin Lang gasped and shook his head.

The Heaven level is so terrifying that it doesn't have any power to parry at all!

"Seniors, wait for me to come back!"

Lin Lang still didn't let them out, but clenched his fists and prepared to leave.

"Go, we are blocked in strength, coming out is still a burden to you, waiting for the good news of your return!"

"Go, we see hope!"

The prisoners, waving their hands, gave Lin Lang many blessings.

During the whole process, John Reid and Fu Minghe were not of much help at all.

Suddenly, Lin Lang's footsteps paused, and thoughts flashed in his heart.

Serf card!

Although I don't know which of them is a beggar gang disciple and who is an undercover agent. As long as you sign a serf card, you will recover your body and be your own serf.

Once there are heaven-level serfs, the situation will be much simpler.

And for rushing out, more sure!

He also has six junior serf cards and one intermediate serf card, what a lot of strength!

"Seniors, I have a way to restore your combat strength, I don't know if you want to hear it?"

Lin Lang stood in the middle of the passage and said loudly, trying to let everyone hear.

"Really?"

"Little brother, what's the solution, hurry up!"

"Say it!"

"Little brother, I want to hear it, I want to hear it very much!"

Hearing Lin Lang's words, all the people in the iron fence went crazy!

To be able to regain strength means to be able to leave!

After being imprisoned for 300 years, everyone wants to be free!

Now that there was this hope, they all got up from the ground, reached through the bar, and screamed.

The moment John Reid heard it, he knew what his master meant.

He actually wants to turn a heaven-level master into his own serf, isn't he afraid that he can't control it?

Under the backlash, I'm afraid he doesn't even have bones left!

He dared to think too much!

Heaven-level serfs, in the future world, they must not go sideways!

"This thing of mine is called a serf card, once signed, I can only become my serf from now on, and I obey my orders! Believe it or not, whether you want to try it or not, it's all up to you!"

Lin Lang took out a serf card and held it in the air for everyone to see.

As soon as his words fell, the scene was quiet.

As a heaven-level master, he naturally has his own dignity.

In order to survive, it is impossible to become someone else's subordinate!

Otherwise, he would not have been in a dark hell for 300 years, and would not surrender until death.

"I know the scruples of my predecessors, and I also know the minds of my predecessors. But I can't help it, now it's just an Olen, who will be next? Will I still have a chance? I have to think about it. I just want a heaven-level master to escort me through my mission!"

Lin Lang knew very well that these people who could endure the torture of three hundred years would not become serfs at all.

But the future is uncertain, and you must be guarded by a heaven-level master to go to the deepest depths!

He doesn't want them all, just a few masters!

Hearing Lin Lang's words, the entire passage was silent and speechless for a long time.

It wasn't until ten minutes later that an old man with gray hair and unbearable physical income was the first to speak.

"I see, I thought you were wrong!"

"For the sake of the beggars to help the disciples, I am out of the way, I will go with you, come on!"

"Let's do it, after all, I'm about to reach the middle stage of the Heaven Level!"

They know that this moment is not the time for their own dignity.

Young people, for the sake of their ancestors, do not hesitate to die!

Can't they abandon that little bit of heaven-level master dignity?

After figuring out the key, everyone present began to scramble.

"Listen to me, I don't have much to do, I can only try to treat the masters. After all, there are still many people who need to be rescued, and the blood of the Grand Duke needs to be opened. ”

Lin Lang watched them compete for places, and felt that their minds were really broad.

For the sake of the future of the beggars, you can give up the belief that you have adhered to for 300 years, which is admirable!

Maybe not surrendering is the motivation for them to live, but they would rather give up!

"Come on, I'm in the middle of the Heaven Level, and I'm the highest strength in the entire layer. The rest of the people can go to the next layer, where there are powerhouses in the late stage of the Heaven level, who will help even more!"

At this time, a voice came from the iron grate where no one had stretched out their hands.

The people around him didn't even have the slightest intention of refuting his voice, obviously he was very intimidating.

"I'm sorry Brother Chen!"

In the several iron grilles next to him, they saluted him.