Zhang Yue looked around, the blood pool was not big, it was only a few tens of meters square, the wall of the pool was made of hard stones, and there were iron chains nailed to it, and there were seven or eight people who were chained to the iron chains and soaked in blood water.

Several people seem to have been locked in for a long time, already dead, their bodies still hanging on chains and not being untied, and most of their bodies have been completely dissolved by the blood, leaving only a skeleton soaked in the pool of blood. Those who are still alive are also dying.

The pool of blood is funnel-shaped, shallow on all sides and deep in the middle, with a steep slope at the bottom. The prisoners were chained to their hands and were able to move their bodies.

One of the prisoners had just been imprisoned, and he tried his best to hold on to the chains and drag his body up, so that he could soak in less blood, and only a pair of calves were soaked in the pool.

However, this struggle was destined to be futile, sooner or later his strength would run out, and his body, like everyone else, would gradually slide into the depths of the pool of blood, and the filthy blood would slowly flood his thighs, waist, chest, and finally turn into a dry skeleton in the pool.

Zhang Yue emerged from the center of the blood pool, and the struggling prisoner's eyes suddenly widened, revealing a look of disbelief.

The deepest place in the center of the blood pool, the depth of the blood water was at least three meters, and after Zhang Yue emerged from the water, he stood directly on it with his feet, as if he was stepping on solid ground instead of blood water.

The prisoner's heart was like a lightning bolt, and he suddenly realized that this was his only chance to escape, he shook the chain vigorously and shouted at Zhang Yue: "Immortal Master help!"

Zhang Yue glanced at him and walked directly over from the water.

The prisoner's heart was beating wildly with excitement, and if he hadn't been chained, he would have knelt down and kowtowed to Zhang Yue.

"Immortal Master be merciful, save me!"

"Who are you and why are you being locked up here?" asked Zhang Yue.

The prisoner hurriedly spoke.

His name is Wu Hai, a general of the Xiangsong Kingdom, who failed in the battle against the Blood Yan State and was captured and imprisoned in the Blood Prison.

Zhang Yue asked some questions again, this planet is still in the ancient period of cold weapons confrontation, Wu Hai doesn't even know that the place where he lives is a planet, there are only two main countries on the continent where he is located, Xiangsong and Xueyan, the two countries are world enemies, the war has been going on for decades, and the current situation in Xiangsong is not good, and it has been defeated several times in succession.

Wu Hai had only heard of some legends of immortal masters, and he was also a high-ranking military general of the Xiangsong Kingdom, but he had never seen a cultivator.

Zhang Yue's divine sense swept lightly, knowing that what Wu Hai said was basically the truth, and there was no place to deceive himself.

Nodding, Zhang Yue stretched out his hand and pointed, and with a bang, the sturdy iron chain that tied Wu Hai broke off and fell at once.

Wu Hai was overjoyed, and after thanking Zhang Yue again, he did not climb the blood pool, but ran to the side and hugged an old man with white hair, and exclaimed bitterly: "General Hong, I am Haizi, you brought Haizi with your own hands, wake up!"

Zhang Yue's consciousness swept away, and he shook his head imperceptibly, this old man is old, and he has been in the blood prison for too long, and now he has run out of oil, and even if he makes a move, he won't be able to live for too long.

was shouted by Wu Hai, the old man woke up like a light return, and smiled bitterly at the first sight of Wu Hai: "Haizi, you were also arrested, where is Ah Yu?"

"General Feiyu, she's fine, she's coming to save you with soldiers, I was originally a pioneer, but I was ambushed by the Yan people. ”

"You run away, don't worry about me, go back and tell Ah Yu that you don't need to save me, let her serve the court well, and don't let the Yan people enter the Central Plains." ”

After the old man finished speaking, he fainted again, Wu Hai gritted his teeth, and was about to ask Zhang Yue to open the old man's iron chain, when suddenly there was a noisy sound above the blood pool, and a group of people ran over.

"Quick! The general has an order to carry all the prisoners to the city. ”

"What's wrong?"

"Hong Yu came to attack the city with soldiers to save her old man. ”

"How did that girl come here, Tianyun Pass is lost?"

"I don't know, stop talking nonsense, help me lift someone!"

"Yes, yes. ”

The sound of hurried footsteps came, and soon a group of people rushed to the edge of the pool, and someone looked down and shouted: "The chain is open, someone escapes from prison!"

The jailer screamed and stabbed him with a long rod with an iron hook.

Zhang Yue waved his hand, and a flash of lightning exploded above the blood pool, and a huge sound echoed in the air, faintly emitting a scorching smell.

All the jailers were knocked down by the lightning, and none of them were spared.

The chains on the stone wall snapped, and the prisoners soaked in the pool of blood seemed to be moved by invisible palms, and they all floated to the platform above the pool of blood.

When Wu Hai saw this magical scene, he couldn't speak, just kowtowed: "Thank you Immortal Master, Immortal Master is invincible!"

"Well, you will take refuge here for a while, and you will be saved when your army enters the city. ”

Without waiting for Wu Haiduo to say, Zhang Yue had already disappeared.

Along the way, Zhang Yue easily cleaned up all the jailers he encountered, from Wu Hai's narration, as well as what Zhang Yue searched from the memories of the jailers, the army of the Blood Yan Kingdom was relatively brutal, and they slaughtered the city and destroyed the country at every turn.

After Zhang Yue left the prison, he flew directly into the sky, and the battlefield below was unobstructed.

The army of the Xiang Song Kingdom was white-clothed and white-armored, surrounded the city of Yan Kingdom, and a team of soldiers rushed to the head of the city with a cloud ladder, and the two sides were fighting fiercely.

The soldiers of the Blood Yan Kingdom are relatively elite, although they suffered a sudden attack, but they gradually reacted and defended on the city wall, and the men and horses of the Xiangsong Kingdom seemed to be coming from a long distance, without carrying siege equipment, and they could not attack the city wall for a while.

A general of the Blood Yan Kingdom was dressed in blood-red armor, looking murderous, and when he arrived at the head of the city, all the soldiers of the Yan Kingdom shouted loudly: "General!

In the thunderous cheers, the general of the Yan State smiled and waved the wolf's tooth flail, sweeping across the city wall, and the soldiers of the Xiangsong State were like straws and were beaten from the head of the city by the heavy flail.

The morale of the besieging party was immediately frustrated, and some soldiers jumped off the city to flee for their lives without waiting for the general of Yan to approach.

The Yan soldiers were lifted up and cheered louder, but an even louder tsunami-like cry came from below the city, muffling the voices of the Yan soldiers.

A flying white figure rushed out of the military formation of the Xiangsong army and shot at the city like a sharp arrow.

When he arrived at the towering city wall, the white figure did not pause at all, his body turned sideways, and he stepped on the city wall with double **, and rushed to the city in a few blinks of an eye!

"General Flying Feather!"

The soldiers in the bloody battle at the head of the city shouted excitedly.

The white figure rushed straight at the general of Yan Guo, and the general who was still majestic just now quickly retreated, and at the same time shouted angrily: "Release the arrows!"

The rain of arrows like flying locusts fell, and the man in white shook the cloak behind him, sweeping away the random arrows, and the man had already rushed to the front.

The general of Yan Guo had already retreated to the middle of the ironclad guards, and the man in white shook his hand and shot out a spear in his hand, like a lightning storm, penetrating three ironclad guards in a row, and finally accurately nailed to the chest of the general of Yan Guo.

Zhang Yue could see clearly in the air, the man in white was a young woman, she was not wearing armor, a white power jacket and a cloak, flying across the city, the arrow rain was not injured, it turned out to be a martial arts master.