Knowing that Liu Lang was experiencing the catastrophe, Fang Yuan didn't dare to act rashly, so he could only speed up his return to Xiashan and inform Liu Hao of the situation.

After Liu Hao learned about it, he didn't take any action, just locked himself in the house, and walked out calmly after a few years, as if he had forgotten about Liu Lang's distress.

"Senior brother, are you just doing nothing, you're not an unrelated person!" Fang Yuan said anxiously to Liu Hao.

Liu Hao drank all the wine in the cup in one gulp and was silent!

He also wanted to help, but he didn't dare! Because he wasn't sure if he was related to Liu Lang, helping was likely to turn into persecution, so it was better not to help, and there was no way to help!

"Senior brother, that's your son! since ancient times, people who have experienced calamities have never survived, are you really indifferent?" Fang Yuan persuaded again.

Liu Hao's drinking action paused, and it took a long time to put a wry smile on his face: "Yes, it's my son after all!"

At the end, Liu Hao made up his mind, threw away the wine glass, turned into a streamer and rushed out of Xia Mountain.

A few years later, he appeared outside the Hao Sword Sect and was welcomed in by Jun Mo, who had been prepared.

"I want to see Junluo!" Liu Hao said extremely resolutely.

Jun Mo looked embarrassed, "It's not that I deliberately blocked it, but she really doesn't want to see you!"

"I know, but I must see her this time!"

Seeing Liu Hao's unusually resolute attitude, Jun Mo was silent for a while, then got up and walked out: "Follow me!"

Outside the cave where Junluo was retreating, Liu Hao stood alone and was silent for a long time.

"What are you doing here?" Junluo's voice came from the cave, cold and hateful.

"Our son Liu Lang is now promising, but he is suffering from calamity! I want you to come with me to help!"

"Hahaha......"

Jun Luo laughed wildly, and then said, "Very good! That evil seed is finally going to die!"

Liu Hao looked sad: "I know you hate me, but after all, it is our flesh and blood!"

Jun Luo was indifferent, "You go! even if he comes back alive, he will die under my sword!"

Liu Hao closed his eyes in pain, then sighed and left, as if he had aged a lot in an instant.

After Liu Hao left, a loud shout suddenly sounded from the cave: "No frost!"

Leng Wushuang flew from afar, "The disciple is here!"

"That evil seed is going through a catastrophe, you go to find him, and then help him, and you must let him die at your hands!"

"Yes!"

Leng Wushuang stepped on the sword and flew, mobilizing all the forces he could use, trying to find Liu Yan's traces, but unfortunately he couldn't find it.

In a dimly lit cage made of dark metal pillars, Liu Lang awoke from his silence and looked around blankly.

He remembered that he was on the way to Huixia Mountain, with Fang Yuan and the others, but after Zun left, he suddenly lost consciousness and didn't wake up until just now.

Is this the beginning of the catastrophe?"

Liu Lang was surprisingly calm, and wanted to bend the metal pillar to get out, but found that the aura could not be used, and only his divine consciousness and physical body were unharmed.

He slammed his fist on the pillar, and apart from making a muffled sound, the pillar did not change in any way, but it was his hand, which felt a strong backlash.

A figure came out of the darkness of the cage next door, "Don't bother! This cage is made of black gold, even if Yuan Ying doesn't use his spiritual power, he can't let it transform!"

It was an unknown person, but apparently they were all held here. Liu Lang smiled at him and swung his fist again.

In this punch, he used the ancient method of warfare to fuse his body with his divine sense, and his power increased exponentially.

There was another muffled sound, and the pillar still didn't seem to have changed, but Liu Lang smiled, because he felt that the pillar was a little bent, but the amplitude was too much, and it was not easy to notice.

"You really don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin!" persuaded Liu Yanren to sigh.

"People are different!"

"That's right! There are so many of us huddled together, but he is in a cell alone, obviously different from us, maybe he can really escape!"

......

A few more people came out of the darkness and talked about Liu Lang, but they were full of mockery.

Liu Lang didn't care about this, punch after punch, all attacking at the same position of the pillar.

Of course, the others must be very dissatisfied, because the sound of the fist attacking the pillar is too noisy, but Liu Lang doesn't care, after all, no one else can bite him.

I don't know how long it took, Liu Lang's arm was already starting to ache, and the pillar finally bent to an obvious arc, which made everyone feel incredible, and they stopped denouncing Liu indiscriminately.

"Really! What is the principle?"

"It doesn't matter what the principle is, it works!"

They were excited, and they attacked the pillar in the same way as Liu Yan, even if it had no effect. Moreover, there are many of them, so they can be replaced, unlike Liu Lang, who can only be alone.

For a while, in the dim cell, there was a dense and dull sound, as if the opportunity to escape was just around the corner.

It's a pity that the reality is cruel, they attacked most of the pillars, but the effect was not even half of Liu Yan.

At this time, Liu Lang was already standing outside the cell, preparing to leave.

"Fellow Daoist, brother, do me a favor!"

In the face of life-threatening matters, others were not ashamed, and they all asked Liu Lang for help, as if the things they had denounced before were farting.

Liu Lang did hesitate, but before he could make a decision, there was a slight and chaotic sound of footsteps coming from a distance, approaching neither fast nor slow.

Footsteps approached, and a masked woman took the lead. And when the woman approached, the people in the cell became very decadent and seemed to have given up the idea of escaping.

Liu Lang was also affected, and there was a voice echoing in his heart, let him stay here!

"Sure enough, it's you!" Liu Yan's face was both shocked and bitter.

The woman's breath is very familiar, even if she can't see her face, Liu Lang can easily recognize it, it is Ying Caiyue.

But what shocked him was that Ying Caiyue could already deliberately affect him, even if it wasn't serious, it wasn't a good sign.

At this moment, Liu Lang's resentment towards Canglan became even heavier, "Canglan, what did you give this woman?"

This is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that there is a person behind Ying Caiyue, who he saw with his own eyes the dead Yuanying Zhenjun Jewish, that is, Ying Caiyue's senior brother, but now he is standing there alive, his breath is shocking, and he is even better than before.

He is not afraid of Ying Caiyue, and he is even very confident that he can win the battle, but the Jews are different, and they are by no means the ones he can defeat now.

Ying Caiyue took off the face towel on her face, "I know I can't hide it from you!"

"Ying Caiyue!"

"Why did you arrest us?"

"Are you Wuxiang Demon Sect trying to provoke a sect war?"

......

When Ying Caiyue revealed her true face, many people who knew her were excited, angrily questioned, and feared suspicion.

"Noise!"

The Jews reprimanded, like thunder, sounded in the ears of the people, so frightened that they hurriedly stopped their voices and trembled.