Wu Yangyu is not an indifferent person himself.

Especially in this prison hall, the atmosphere is good enough, and I quickly get acquainted with everyone.

For example, the master of the prison hall, named Gou Chen, is a gentle person, and he is very good to the disciples of the prison hall.

For example, the sturdy Feng Xuanlie, such as the charming and handsome Winter Tea, such as the chubby Pang San.

For another example, on that side, a beautiful girl with a delicate face, skin as smooth as snow, soft-spoken and whispering but likes to blush, the other party's name is Bai Xiaoxi.

There is also a middle-aged man with an obvious face and extraordinary vicissitudes, a full beard, who obviously looks very strong, but is dressed in a scholar-like robe, holding a scroll, and a middle-aged man with a full belly, the other party is called the book in the painting......

Each person has their own personality and characteristics, but no matter who they are, they all have a sincere smile on their faces.

Sincerely welcome Wu Yangyu to join, there is no half of Wu Yangyu's strength and underestimated, let alone the arrogant posture of a king.

"Now, the other secret legends in the prison hall, because there are sect missions, are not in the prison hall, but when they come back, I believe they will be extremely happy, although your current strength, although it is not a king level, but, with your age and qualifications, and the foundation of a hundred 'Dao Source Candles', I believe that it is only a matter of time before you become a king. ”

Feng Xuanlie is undoubtedly the oldest among all the disciples, so among all the disciples, he plays a relatively stable and leading role.

"Yes, we heard from Uncle Gao Han, who was talking about a little monster who resisted all the people in the outer gate...... Senior brother, you are really strong enough. ”

Dong Cha, who had a handsome face, smiled and hooked up Wu Yangyu's shoulder and said.

"Luck, it's luck, if it weren't for my friend being besieged, I wouldn't have made a move, and if it weren't for the last moment, when the time came, I really wouldn't have been able to hold on. ”

Wu Yangyu said modestly.

Of course.

In his opinion, this is also true.

In the end, even if he used the [Divine Punishment] secret technique, he might not be able to defeat that sky, after all, the other party was an inner disciple, and his strength was too strong, and it was not something he could easily compete with now.

"Modest, too modest...... We weren't as strong as you at the beginning, and ah, the reputation of our prison hall is constantly declining, you can be described as a feat this time, and you have won great prestige for our entire prison hall, hehehe, but you are so fierce in battle, when the senior sister returns, it is estimated that she will be the first to look for you. ”

Pang San looked at Wu Yangyu with a smile, with a gloating expression.

"Senior sister?"

Wu Yangyu couldn't help but feel strange in his heart.

This senior sister seems to have absolute prestige among the secret disciples, and in the discussion, although everyone jokes with each other, Wu Yangyu can feel from everyone's words that everyone has a lot of respect for this senior sister who has never appeared.

And it's that kind of respect that comes from the heart.

"Senior sister, named Liu Qingxuan, don't look at the name seems to be a weak woman, in fact, she is very strong, she likes to fight with people, and her strength is boundless, her figure is called a praise, she is absolutely a great beauty who has captivated the country and the city, and there are more people who originally pursued her in the entire Doushen Sect, but all those who pursued her were all challenged by her, and in the end, they were all scared, and there were a lot fewer people who pursued her. ”

"Liu Qingxuan?"

From this name, Wu Yangyu really couldn't imagine that in such a soft word, there would be a fierce character hidden in it.

"Smack!"

The book in the painting slapped Pang San's head angrily:

"Dead fatty, I'm going to kill you, talk about Senior Sister here, be careful that she knows that she will make an appointment with you!"

These words sounded like a joke, but what shocked Wu Yangyu was that Pang San seemed to be really scared, and his head suddenly shrank:

"Damn the picture in the book, don't scare me if you're idle, with my strength, I'm afraid I'm not the opponent of Senior Sister Qingxuan's power at all. ”

"Guns?"

Wu Yangyu was slightly stunned.

He himself is a cultivator of the way of the gun, and he has the comprehension of the 'path of the gun', so he is naturally extremely sensitive to the word 'gun'.

"Yes, Senior Sister is practicing the way of guns, hey, that's right...... Little junior brother, you seem to be also a gun path cultivator, I heard Uncle Gao Han say, your marksmanship is very powerful, when you were fighting, with your marksmanship, you directly shook one outer disciple after another, hehe, you are finished...... When the time comes, Senior Sister will definitely come to you. ”

When he said this, he clearly gloated more and more.

"Hey......

Wu Yangyu smiled helplessly, but he also had a lot of expectations for this Liu Qingxuan......

"The unique exercise of our prison hall is called [Blood Prison], have you ever practiced it?"

Wu Yangyu has been curious about this question for a long time.

But.

As his words fell, the voices of everyone in the audience stopped abruptly, and even their expressions began to become strange.

"[Bloodhell]...... If this question is asked by the disciples of other halls, I can't say, we will really attack!"

Feng Xuanlie said with a wry smile on his face.

"Yes, if you let the senior sister make a move, she will definitely be crippled. ”

Pang San's original smiling expression was replaced by a wry smile.

"Little junior brother, you just came to the prison hall, and you probably don't know a lot of things...... The reason why the prison hall is weak is because we don't have a god son in the prison hall, in the catastrophe ten thousand years ago, the god son was completely destroyed, which is an extremely tragic disaster for our entire Doushen Sect, after all, the loss of the god son, the six major halls also declined, especially our prison hall, itself is the first hall of the six major halls, and it is the role of the guardian in the entire Doushen Sect! Therefore, after losing the god son, the Doushen Sect chose to first elect the god son of the prison hall for the first time......

Speaking of which, the book in the picture also continues:

"It's a pity that the Divine Son of the Prison Hall has encountered unprecedented difficulties in the process of building, and even can't build it at all, the key to this is that you need to comprehend the [Blood Prison], but the [Blood Prison] comprehension requires a very high attainment of your own blood and qi, and ...... It also needs to be recognized by the [Blood Hell]!"

"Approval?"

Wu Yangyu's expression was slightly stunned.

After all, [Blood Prison] is just a practice, and if you practice it, you still need its approval? Doesn't this mean that this exercise is already psychic?

"Yes, it needs its approval, because [Blood Prison] does not use ancient scrolls to record the inheritance, but exists in a blood space, and it is extremely difficult to comprehend it, at least, we have all tried, but there is no way to comprehend it...... Without the protection of the [Blood Prison], the first step of the Divine Son died, so there has been no Divine Son in our prison hall. ”

With the explanation of the crowd.

Wu Yangyu also figured it out, no wonder everyone's expressions were so strange.

Indeed it is.

The prison hall itself can't even comprehend his own exercises, which has to be said to be a kind of sadness, if it is asked by others, this can't be said to be like a mockery.

"However, Senior Sister seems to have a little understanding of this [Blood Prison], if she can inherit the position of the Divine Son of the Prison Palace, then she will be qualified to lead the other Five Divine Sons, and when the time comes, our Prison Hall will also grow stronger again. ”

During the exchange, Wu Yangyu was also arranged to live......

Cross-legged in a futon.

Wu Yangyu's eyes closed slightly.

In the process of breathing and moving, one after another the true dragon energy slowly began to swim in the body.

Before this, after experiencing great battles again and again, Wu Yangyu seemed to have no problems on the surface, but in fact, the situation in his body was also terrifying.

The tendons and veins were broken, the flesh and blood were torn, and even the white bones showed signs of breaking and cracking as a result.

The strength of the sky is in the inner gate, at least it is already the level of the martial sect level six heavens, with the opponent's shot, if it were not for the amazing defense of Wu Yang Yu's dragon scale hegemony, and even once grew three hundred dragon scales as a support, when it was replaced by other times, it would have already collapsed.

Half a day later.

"Sneer......"

Wu Yangyu's eyes suddenly opened.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole body formed a sense of pleasure.

The injuries in the body have recovered seventy or eighty percent, and the follow-up still needs to be slowly run-in:

"It is worthy of being the land of the sect, the vitality here is more abundant and pure than the outside world, and it doesn't even need to be tempered too much, it can be directly devoured and integrated into the body, if it is placed in the outside world, my injury will take at least ten days!"

At the same time.

It was also Wu Yangyu who was still thinking.

At this time, the Doushen Sect began to explode.

"What? A mere Martial Sect-level Twin Heaven has become a secret disciple, is there no one in the Prison Palace?"

"Such a person, he even wants to achieve the position of secret inheritance, we have worked hard for more than ten years or even decades, but we have not reached it, he is just a martial sect-level double heaven, why?!"

"I'm not convinced! This must be an inside story!"

"Boom!"

All of a sudden.

In that Dou Shen Sect, there was a powerful power that burst out, and then, it hit a supreme power, rolling up, breaking through the clouds:

"Fighting God Ancestral Land...... What a existence, junior, what qualifications do you have!"

"Boom!"

There is a sword light scattered above the nine heavens, turning into a long river of sword qi, flowing endlessly, and there are strong people appearing, looming, it seems to hit immortal sword marks:

"Doushen Ancestral Land, this is the Holy Land where the inner disciples have broken their heads and are going to go, a low-level junior of the Martial Sect, you are eligible to get it, but I don't know if you are qualified to enjoy it!"

Among all the sounds, it turned into a huge current, and from time to time, you can see that there is supreme killing intent, which is shuttling wildly......