Quiet.

Dead silence.

There was a huge prison arena, and there was silence.

Everyone's eyes converged on the same place, the south auditorium.

There, an old man lay in a pool of blood, completely silent.

"What's going on?"

A lot of people don't see what is happening.

Only a few people in the south auditorium knew the ins and outs of the matter.

"Squeak~~"

The golden figure slowly fell and landed on Duan Lingtian's shoulder.

It's the little golden mouse!

Now, the little golden mouse is holding a pocket spirit sword in his hand, and a drop of blood drips from above, dazzling and dazzling.

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

......

A group of people in the audience on the south side couldn't help but gasp.

It was this little golden rat who killed the old man just now?

Before that, they saw that the madman 'Luo Zhan' sitting in the front audience had a conflict with the old man who was killed.

At that time, the old man showed the cultivation of 'Nine Layers of Voyeur Realm'.

At that time, they knew that the old man was a member of the 'Shengwangfu'.

And the brocade-clothed young man next to the old man is the little prince 'Zhang Heng' of Shengwangfu.

Just now, Duan Lingtian suddenly made a move, grabbed Zhang Heng's neck, and lifted Zhang Heng up, which had already made them stunned for a while.

Later, they learned that the reason why Duan Lingtian made a move was because Zhang Heng insulted the slave in the death arena.

That slave, Duan Lingtian seemed to know.

Moreover, looking at Duan Lingtian's current gaffe, the relationship between that slave and him is obviously not shallow.

The most incredible thing for them was the death of the old man of Shengwangfu.

Duan Lingtian burst out.

Immediately after, the old man died.

"What kind of monster is this?"

"It's terrifying! I can't see how many ancient giant elephant phantoms condensed above the void the moment it struck......"

"It was so fast that I couldn't see it clearly. ”

"I really didn't expect that such a harmless little golden rat would have such terrifying strength. ”

"This little golden rat is obviously a powerful demon beast! it may even be a 'demon beast in the Void Realm'!"

......

In the audience on the south side, a stone stirred up a thousand waves, and it was completely noisy.

And the rumor that there was a 'Demon Beast in the Void Realm' around Duan Ling Tian was also spread and spread throughout the entire prison arena.

For a moment, most people looked at Duan Lingtian's gaze, full of awe.

"You...... You...... You dare to kill Ping Lao ......"

A hoarse voice came from the mouth of Zhang Heng, who was lifted by Duan Lingtian's neck.

"If you say one more word, I'll kill you together!"

Duan Lingtian's crimson eyes stared at Zhang Heng, making Zhang Heng honestly shut his mouth, and a little horror appeared on his face.

At this time, Duan Ling Tian, the headband with long hair had broken at some point.

Long hair flutters, moving without wind.

People stand there, bringing an invisible sense of oppression to others.

"Rubbish!"

Duan Lingtian looked at Zhang Heng and spit out two words disdainfully.

Immediately afterwards, with a strong hand, Zhang Heng was thrown out.

Rumble!

Zhang Heng landed in embarrassment and fell into a dog eating.

"You...... You!!"

Zhang Heng struggled to stand up, his eyes were red with anger, but he didn't dare to say anything more, so he hurriedly got up and left the audience.

I don't know where to go.

Duan Lingtian didn't bother to pay attention to him, took the little golden mouse, and walked towards the 'prison arena' step by step.

At this moment, the eyes of most of the people present were focused on Duan Lingtian's body, moving step by step with Duan Lingtian......

Duan Lingtian seemed to be enchanted.

"Follow along!"

Luo Zhan and Chen Shaoshuai glanced at each other and followed with some concern.

In a moment, Duan Lingtian came to the outside of the huge iron cage in the prison arena.

"Open!"

Duan Lingtian's cold gaze fell on the staff who was in charge of opening the iron cage not far away.

It's just that although this staff member was afraid of Duan Lingtian, he didn't dare to act rashly.

Because he knew that if he opened the iron cage without permission, he would inevitably escape the punishment of the prison arena.

"Kim!"

Duan Lingtian's face was slightly gloomy, and he snorted coldly.

This cold drink made the face of the staff in the prison arena change greatly.

Just now, before the old man of the Shengwang Mansion died, Duan Lingtian called this 'name'.

He was responsible for the opening of the iron cage on the south side of the audience, and he saw the scene just now.

Shout!

The little golden rat on Duan Lingtian's shoulder moved.

An incomparably swift sword light swept by, and the little golden mouse froze.

On the other hand, the iron cage in front of Duan Ling Tian was forced to cut a 'door', which could accommodate Duan Ling Tian to enter and exit.

The iron cage that shrouds the prison arena, although it is made of 'thousand-year-old black iron', can imprison the warriors and demon beasts of the Voyeur Realm who have no spiritual weapons.

But once the warriors and demon beasts of the Void Realm use spiritual weapons, they can also destroy the iron cage made of this 'thousand-year-old black iron'.

In the quiet prison arena, only Duan Lingtian's footsteps could be heard at this moment.

Heavy footsteps, step by step into the prison arena.

In the prison arena, the eyes of the slave with his hair scattered fell on Duan Lingtian's body.

His messy face, although dirty, could not hide his heroic spirit.

The slave stood there, faintly revealing a trace of extraordinary temperament.

This slave of the 'Yuan Infant Realm Sevenfold' obviously has an extraordinary background.

Finally, the slave opened his mouth and spoke.

Paragraph ...... Senior disciple Duan Lingtian. ”

The slave's voice was hoarse and agitated.

"Senior Brother Zheng Song!"

Duan Ling Tiansan stepped forward in two steps, stretched out his hands, and hugged the slave, his eyes flushed red.

Zheng Song!

That's right.

The slave standing in front of Duan Lingtian now was none other than him.

It was the son of the former Seven-Star Sword Sect's Kaiyang Peak Master 'Zheng Fan', and the inner disciple 'Zheng Song', who had a good relationship with Duan Lingtian!

“...... Good, good. ”

Zheng Song hugged Duan Lingtian tightly, his body trembling violently, and he was inexplicably excited.

"Senior Brother Zheng Song, you're not dead, you're not dead!"

Duan Lingtian's voice was full of excitement.

At this time, Luo Zhan and Chen Shaoshuai, who followed up, probably guessed Zheng Song's identity.

The person who can be called 'senior brother' by Duan Lingtian, the ** of the Ten is a disciple of the Seven Star Sword Sect in the past.

Moreover, looking at the temperament of this 'Zheng Song', it is obvious that he has a good background.

"That slave, called Senior Brother Duan Lingtian?"

"Duan Lingtian, call him Senior Brother?"

At this time, some of the more advanced viewers in the audience heard the conversation between Duan Lingtian and Zheng Song.

"No wonder Duan Ling Tian was so angry, it turned out that this slave was his senior brother!"

"It seems that that slave is a disciple of the Seven Star Sword Sect in the past. ”

......

Soon, many people guessed Zheng Song's origin.

"Senior Brother Zheng Song, let's go, I'll take you to find a place to freshen up and change your clothes. ”

Duan Lingtian grabbed Zheng Song's hand and wanted to take him away.

Zheng Song, the son of 'Zheng Fan', the peak master of Kaiyang Peak.

In the past, I helped him a lot.

Zheng Fan also gave him a lot of help, and even tried his best to escort him away when the Seven Star Sword Sect was destroyed.

This friendship will never be forgotten by him.

Today, seeing that Zheng Song was not dead, he was inexplicably excited.

"Senior Brother Duan Lingtian...... I...... I'm just a slave now. ”

Zheng Song's face was bitter, and he said slowly: "This prison arena is an industry under the name of Nasheng Wangfu, and it has an inextricable relationship with the royal family of Qinglin Imperial Kingdom...... Don't blame the king's house for me. ”

"I've just been guilty...... It doesn't matter anymore. ”

Duan Lingtian shrugged his shoulders, looking indifferent, and pulled Zheng Song to turn around, preparing to leave.

"Duan! Ling!

Finally, above the prison arena, the old man who was in charge of the prison fight came back to his senses and shouted to stop Duan Lingtian.

Duan Lingtian looked up at the old man with a calm gaze, "Senior, this is my senior brother, a disciple of the Seven Star Sword Sect...... Today, I'm going to take him away, you shouldn't stop him, right?"

"Presumptuous!"

The old man snorted coldly: "Duan Lingtian, what kind of place are you in our prison arena? I don't care what his identity was before, but since he has become a slave of our prison arena, then he is born as a person in the prison arena and dies as a ghost in the prison arena!"

"Just now, you killed the worship of our Shengwang Mansion, and someone from our Shengwangfu asked you to explain...... But at this moment, you want to take away my slaves in the prison arena, but there is no way!"

Between the old man's words, the Yuan Force in his body was raging.

The terrifying momentum swept up.

Wow!

Above the void above the old man's head, two huge figures condensed and formed, winding and falling.

It was the phantom of the two ancient horned dragons.

"Into the Void Realm!"

Suddenly, Luo Zhan and Chen Shaoshuai, who came in behind Duan Lingtian, their faces changed greatly.

They didn't expect that.

This old man, who was in charge of presiding over the prison fight, had such terrifying strength.

'Nine layers of glimpse into the virtual realm' and 'one heavy into the virtual realm', although it is only one step away.

In terms of strength, it is a world of difference!

Entering the virtual realm is heavy, compared with the 'Nine Layers of Voyeur Realm', in addition to the qualitative change of the Yuan Force, it is 100% comprehended the 'artistic conception'.

The artistic conception is the extension and transformation of the 'potential', not the 'potential' that can be compared.

Even if it is the highest 'potential' in the realm, the 'subtle potential' is only comparable to the power of two thousand ancient giant elephants......

And even if it is the lowest level of 'artistic conception', that 'artistic conception' can be compared to the power of an ancient horned dragon!

The power of a horned dragon is the power of ten thousand ancient giant elephants!

A heavy artistic conception is several times stronger than the 'subtle trend'.

In the prison arena, the atmosphere was tense and on the verge of eruption.

"Senior Brother Duan Lingtian, let's go...... Now you can't fight in the prison arena or win the palace. ”

Zheng Song smiled bitterly.

Although he really wanted to leave, he really wanted to get rid of the current life that life is worse than death.

But if it will hurt Duan Lingtian because of this.

He, preferring to keep it as it is.

"Senior Brother Zheng Song, today, no matter what, I will take you away...... Whoever stops me, don't try to stop me! ”

Duan Lingtian's gaze froze, and he said coldly.

Duan Lingtian's voice was not small, reaching the ears of everyone present.

This domineering sentence made many people's blood boil......

This is the real iron-blooded man!

Pride and dryness!

And at this moment, the old man in the prison arena had not had time to speak.

"What a big breath!"

A cold drink full of anger passed down from a high altitude in the distance