Chapter 226: The Old Man in Prison

"Nonsense. The person who killed Duanmu Jishuang is obviously you, do you think you can deceive the seniors of the Demon Gate?"

Duanmu Ling'er stood up suddenly, with a cold aura in her eyes, her Xuan Qi condensed into her eyes, and two sword lights flew out of her pupils and attacked Lin Zhirong.

She stepped into the third level of the worldly realm, and her cultivation had gone further, and two sword lights pierced through the first layer of the formation barrier of the Iron Prison and bombarded it.

"Sister Ling'er, it's really gratifying to have another level of cultivation improvement. It's a pity that now he's just a prisoner. ”

The corners of Lin Zhirong's mouth hooked slightly, with a look of disdain.

With a wave of his arm, he formed a worldly treasure wheel, rolled the two sword lights upside down and flew back, hitting Duanmu Ling'er's legs, and punching out two blood holes.

The sound of broken bones was heard.

The two sword qi struck Duanmu Ling'er's leg bone.

Duanmu Ling'er felt that the bones in both legs were broken, the pain was cracking, the blood was flowing, and her body fell to the ground

Fine beads of sweat escaped from her forehead, but she didn't scream miserably, clenched her teeth, and said, "You dare...... Break my legs, and my dad will kill you."

Duanmu Ling'er's five fingers tightly grasped the corners of her clothes and endured the severe pain.

Ning Xiaochuan's eyes were cold, and wisps of electricity flowed from the tips of his fingers.

Lin Zhirong sneered and said, "Do you think you still have a chance to live?" Duanmu Ling'er colluded with the people in the court to betray the Demon Gate, and now the army of the imperial court has come to the foot of the Nine Death Cliffs. You've made a terrible mistake and want to get out of the prison alive?"

Duanmu Ling'er's face changed, and he said, "The imperial army actually came to encircle and suppress the Demon Gate General Altar again?

Lin Zhirong said proudly: "This time, even your father can't protect you, the seniors of the Demon Gate have decided to throw the two of you into the Ten Thousand Snake Cave and use the most cruel punishment to put you to death." ”

Ning Xiaochuan could see that Lin Zhirong was not lying, so in this way, the imperial army had really come to encircle and suppress the Demon Gate General Altar again.

Lin Zhirong glanced at Ning Xiaochuan and said, "Ning Xiaochuan, I heard that you have cultivated a kind of miraculous skill, which is comparable to the Blood Devouring Demon Skill. If you pass on this miracle to me, I can consider letting you both go. ”

"Don't believe him, the prisoner in the Demon Gate Iron Prison is not something he can let go. Duanmu Ling'er said.

Lin Zhirong sneered: "Before I was ignorant, maybe I couldn't let you go." However, now that all the predecessors of the Demon Gate have been pinned down by the imperial army, and the defense of the Iron Prison is far less than before, with my martial arts cultivation, it is not difficult to take you out. If you pass on that miracle to me, I will let you go at once. ”

Ning Xiaochuan's eyes showed a look of hesitation, nodded, and said, "Okay, I can pass on that kind of miraculous skill to you now." ”

"Really?" Lin Zhirong took a step forward, revealing an excited look.

"Huh"

Ning Xiaochuan's speed was as fast as lightning, and he moved sideways to the edge of the iron fence, and across the iron fence, he grabbed Lin Zhirong's neck, mobilized the power of the magic sword, and began to devour the blood and Xuan Qi in Lin Zhirong's body.

Ning Xiaochuan had just broken through the third level of the worldly realm, and he needed a lot of blood qi to consolidate the realm. Since Lin Zhirong sent it to the door, he was naturally not polite.

Under the suppression of Ning Xiaochuan's powerful force, Lin Zhirong was violently dragged over, his head was squeezed between the two iron bars, and the bridge of his nose was about to be squeezed off.

His heart was terrified, and he didn't expect that Ning Xiaochuan would be able to get out of the Xuanling iron lock. Now, it was too late for him to fight back, and the blood in his body was flowing backwards, all of which flowed towards Ning Xiaochuan's palm

"You don't want to see that kind of miracle, I'll let you see it now. Ning Xiaochuan grabbed Lin Zhirong's neck and lifted him off the ground, and his head was going to be flattened.

The two deaf and dumb prison guards were slightly startled, and at the same time shot at Ning Xiaochuan and stabbed the spear in his hand.

They are all first-class martial arts masters, and they are quite ruthless, blocking all of Ning Xiaochuan's retreats, if Ning Xiaochuan does not let Lin Zhirong go, he will definitely die under the spear.

But Ning Xiaochuan didn't mean to let Lin Zhirong go

Today, he is dead

"Break it for me"

Ning Xiaochuan rushed up, broke three iron railings with his body, and killed him from the iron prison, holding Lin Zhirong in one hand, pressing him to the iron wall, knocking his head apart, and wisps of blood flowed out.

Ning Xiaochuan spread a pair of seven-meter-long wings of angry wind on his back, and the Xuan Qi condensed into feathers, the feathers were like iron hooks, and the wind was like a hurricane, which lifted the two deaf and dumb prison guards out and crashed against the iron wall, and the spear in his hand fell to the ground.

Under Lin Zhirong's unwilling, frightened, and pleading gaze, the blood in his body was sucked in, his body was deflated, his skin was withered, his hair was pale, his eyes were sunken, and finally he became a corpse.

Ning Xiaochuan refined his blood qi, then walked over to the two deaf and dumb prison guards, shot out two lightning beasts, and split them into powder.

Ning Xiaochuan returned to the iron prison at this time, pressed his fingers on the crook of Duanmu Ling'er's legs, and used the dragon and tiger Xuan Qi to help her stabilize the injury and stop the blood.

The wound pierced by the sword qi, under the repair of the Xuan Qi, healed quickly and formed a layer of blood scabs.

Although the wound heals, the broken bone is not so easy to repair. If there is no healing pill, with her martial arts cultivation, she will need to recuperate for at least seven days before the broken bones can grow back.

Ning Xiaochuan used the magic sword to cut off the iron chains bound to her, carried her on her back, and walked towards the outside of the iron prison.

"Bang"

Ning Xiaochuan used the magic sword to cut open the iron wall, tore out a human-high opening, walked out of the crack, and entered the iron prison passage.

They have only come out of an independent prison, and if they want to break out of the iron prison, they will have to go through at least seven levels.

The seven checkpoints are all sealed by the heavy gate of Xuantie, and there are martial arts masters in charge, and it is difficult to escape from the sky

As soon as Ning Xiaochuan and Duanmu Ling'er walked out, more than a dozen martial arts masters stopped them.

They were all deaf and mute, wearing thick armor, with cold eyes, and holding a spear of the level of a first-grade mysterious weapon in their hands, and the tip of the spear was flashing with electric light.

"We must do our best to kill them, if we let the prison guards spread the news and the masters of the demon gate rush over, we will have no chance to escape. Duanmu Ling'er said.

Ning Xiaochuan's left arm bone had already been integrated with the Martial Dao God, and when his arm stretched out, hundreds of lightning bolts were immediately emitted, and at the same time, he slashed towards those prison guards.

The power of lightning is far greater than before, and each electric light is as thick as the mouth of a bowl.

The lightning slashed at the prison guard's armor, sending out green smoke, and through the thick armor, it bombarded the flesh, splitting the prison guard into charred bones.

The cultivation of the prison guards is also very strong, and if they are in the outside world, they are all martial arts masters who are in charge.

However, Ning Xiaochuan's cultivation is even stronger, and he already has the strength to compete with the older generation of powerhouses. These prison guards were naturally no match for him.

More than a dozen prison guards were struck by lightning and fell to the ground, reduced to charred corpses.

"Ning...... Ogawa"

"Ning...... Small...... Chuan"

In the iron prison, a faint voice sounded, almost impossible to hear if you didn't listen carefully.

Ning Xiaochuan was about to open the iron door and immediately kill the next level, but after hearing this sound, he immediately stopped.

In this dark iron prison, is there anyone who knows him?

Looking for the source of the sound, Ning Xiaochuan walked in front of a black iron wall, sacrificed the magic sword, and split the iron wall with a sword.

Inside this iron wall, there is also a cold and dark iron prison.

Inside, there was an old man with loose hair, locked by thirty-six iron chains, obviously a felon.

This old man's body is equivalent to deflated, Yan zhòng is dehydrated, the clothes on his body are already in tatters, and I don't know how long he has been imprisoned here?

Ning Xiaochuan stared at the robe on the old man's body, which was worn, rotten, and discolored, but after careful identification, he could still see that this was an official robe of the imperial court.

He was a military general of the imperial court

"Who are you? Did you hear our conversation just now?" Ning Xiaochuan asked.

Each cell in the Demon Gate Iron Prison was cut off by a three-meter-thick black iron prison wall, how high was this old man's cultivation to be able to hear the conversation in the cell next to him?

The people who can be imprisoned in the Demon Gate Iron Prison are really not ordinary people.

The old man opened his eyes with difficulty, glanced at Ning Xiaochuan, and said, "Are you ...... The Marquis of the Sword Pavilion ...... Your father...... Is it Ning Qianyi, and my mother is Duanmu Ning?"

"That's right" Ning Xiaochuan's eyes shrank and said, "Who are you?"

"Calculate the time...... You're probably that old, haha, are your father and mother okay?" said the old man.

Ning Xiaochuan said: "They were given death by Emperor Yulan eleven years ago. ”

"Eleven years ago. The old man's body trembled a little, his eyes widened hard, and he said, "What crime?"

Ning Xiaochuan's time was very short, but the old man was able to say the names of his parents, which made him curious, so he said patiently: "Colluded with the Demon Gate, betrayed the imperial court, and led the 700,000 troops of the imperial court to be annihilated."

"Sure enough...... It's been eleven years, it's been eleven years...... Ahem...... "The old man became even more excited, and a wry smile came out of his mouth, if he still had some water in his body, maybe tears would flow. However, he was imprisoned for too long, dehydrated and so strict that he couldn't even shed tears.

Ning Xiaochuan's heart moved, and he said, "Could it be that eleven years ago, the seniors were also in the army of encircling and suppressing the Demon Gate?"

The old man nodded and said, "Back then, your father held the handsome seal and was the commander of the three armies. Yue Wuyang, a general of the Chinese army; General Zuo Duwei, Mo Longting; The right lieutenant general, Qi Chong. I'm Qi Chong. ”

Ning Xiaochuan was overjoyed, bowed down, took out the imperial order, and said: "The juniors are here to investigate the truth of the battle this time, and I hope that the juniors can tell the juniors something." ”

Ning Xiaochuan looked at the iron chain locked on the old man's body, and summoned the magic sword out, intending to cut the iron chain and rescue the old man.

"Don't" The old man stopped Ning Xiaochuan and said, "I'...... My longevity has been ...... I am about to run out, and I won't live long, and if you cut the chains with your sword, the power of the chains will only hasten my death. In this way, I am satisfied to see the son of the old man again at the end of my life. ”

Ning Xiaochuan pinched the magic sword, but in the end, he still didn't cut it.