"Haha, the heavens are endless, with these fairyland's helpers, Tang Wu's threat is useless at all. Duan Ling muttered excitedly.

After Huang Long was once again bombarded by thunder and lightning, his mouth was already closed, and he didn't dare to provoke Duan Ling again, but he just looked at Duan Ling's gaze with murderous intent.

"If any of you will follow me for a thousand years, after a thousand years I will set him free. Duan Ling asked like an emperor towards the dozens of imprisoned monks.

"My lord, I'm willing to ......"

"I'm willing to ......"

Most of the people had their eyes flickering, and they hurriedly spoke, they had been imprisoned in this Dingzhong world for an unknown number of years, and at this moment, Duan Ling opened his mouth, which would allow them to regain their free bodies after a thousand years, and they were all excited.

Even the ferocious monk named Huang Long had a look of longing on his face, and he extremely regretted that his fiery temper had provoked Duan Ling when he had just entered.

Seeing that so many people were showing their willingness to follow, Duan Ling nodded happily, even more sure that these people must have been imprisoned here for many years, and their desire for freedom would be so strong.

However, Duan Ling was not a sloppy person, all of these people's cultivation was much stronger than him, and he couldn't easily believe it just by their words.

"Well, in that case, hand over your soul blood. Duan Ling looked at them and said.

After he said this, everyone seemed to become dumb, and their faces became extremely complicated. Those monks who had previously said that they would follow Duan Ling were all silent at this time.

Duan Ling sneered, and as soon as he said that he would let them hand over their soul blood, he exposed their lies. Until the time of half the incense had passed, there was still no one who handed over the soul blood to Duan Ling.

In the eyes of these people, Duan Ling's cultivation was too low, if he handed over his soul blood, he would have to be subject to him for the rest of his life, as long as he had one thought, he could make their souls fly away. The most important thing is that if Duan Ling falls, they will also die with it.

When I think about this, no one wants to. Although they longed for freedom, the premise was that they had to live, and if they followed Duan Ling, the probability of death was too high. And although they were imprisoned in this realm and lost their freedom, they could stay alive.

Duan Ling sneered and did not speak. If he couldn't find a monk here who was willing to hand over his soul blood, then he would have to go to the second layer to find it.

It's just that Duan Ling still hopes that he can find someone who can control these monks on the first floor, his spiritual sense has already explored the upper layers, and the strength of the imprisoned monks is stronger than the other, and his cultivation is too low, that is, they will hand over their soul blood to themselves, Duan Ling is also afraid that with their powerful cultivation, I am afraid that it is not impossible to forcibly cut off the connection between soul and blood. In comparison, he still controlled the monks in the first layer, and Duan Ling felt that he had a greater grasp.

As for the monks who were imprisoned above the third floor, Duan Ling didn't think about it at all, although those people were chained, his spiritual sense still felt a dangerous aura on them, and it seemed that even if they were locked, they could kill him in a way he couldn't think of. Therefore, Duan Ling decided that when his cultivation did not break through the immortal realm, he would never step on the third layer.

"That's what you call following, and I'm not going to give you a second chance. Duan Ling sneered.

He was about to get up and go to the second floor, but at this moment, a drop of bright red blood flew towards him, it was a middle-aged man, who looked quite happy.

"The one who knows the times is Junjie, what's your name?" Duan Ling grabbed the drop of soul blood in his hand, and then slapped it towards his forehead, and the soul blood immediately submerged into it.

"My name is Red Iron. The middle-aged man with a happy appearance said.

The surrounding monks who had not given their soul blood to Duan Ling had complicated expressions after seeing Chitie hand over his soul blood to Duan Ling. It was a matter of life and death, and they did not dare to make such a hasty decision.

"Release the red iron. Duan Ling immediately spoke, he didn't know if he could really release red iron with such a sentence. But since he spoke the law in the Ding Realm, his words were the highest rule in this world.

Click!!

At the moment when Duan Ling's voice came out, he saw that the huge iron chain bound to Chitie's hand suddenly broke, and Chitie kept touching his hands that had been locked for an unknown number of years as if he was completely in disbelief. And his cell suddenly rose at this moment, and the figure of the red iron walked out of the cell.

He walked towards the second floor, Red Iron following him like a loyal guard.

In the middle of the second floor, there were ten prisoners, and after knowing that Duan Ling had asked them to surrender, they all let out a sneer one by one.

"Little ant, don't deserve me to follow. ”

"Even if I had to spend 10,000 years here, I wouldn't follow a Celestial Realm. ”

These people were all arrogant, which made Duan Ling speechless. In this Ding Realm, only Chitie was loyal to him. This also made him see clearly that it was his own cultivation that was too weak that made these people look down on him so much.

Perhaps in their eyes, Duan Ling would die sooner or later. When this Ding Realm fell into the hands of the person who killed Duan Ling, they could still make a choice, and that choice was at least more secure than following Duan Linghui.

"Big brother, today is the last day. Duan Ling's ears immediately heard the sound of a small plate.

His spiritual consciousness quickly withdrew from the Ding Realm and returned to his main body. When I opened my eyes, I saw the small plate standing in front of me.

"This time, we can definitely break the game. Duan Ling said to Xiao Pan.

"Has the eldest brother already comprehended the magic power above the black iron?" asked Xiaopan happily.

"Not only that, but the most important thing is that we have a thug in Wonderland, and he is enough to compete with Tang Wu. Duan Ling smiled slightly.

Xiao Pan's face was full of doubts, he and Duan Ling had been in their room all the time, and they had never gone out at all, but where did the bodyguard Duan Ling said come from?

Duan Ling's spiritual sense penetrated into the Black Ding, and opened a Void Gate in the Ding Realm, and the red iron that had regained its freedom immediately shot out from the Void Gate, and instantly appeared in front of Duan Ling and Xiaopan.

"I... I'm finally back in the world......" Chitie said excitedly as he looked at the scene in front of him.

"This ...... Fairyland...... Big brother, he?" Xiao Pan looked puzzled.

"Chitie, this is my younger brother Xiaopan, now you go back to the Ding Realm to practice first, and when I need you, I will summon you out. Duan Ling opened his mouth towards Chitie.

"Yes!" replied Chitetsu respectfully. Under Duan Ling's thoughts, his figure disappeared and returned to the Black Ding.

Looking at the small plate that couldn't wait to know the answer at this time, Duan Ling didn't hide it from him and told him everything.

"Haha, big brother, with this Wonderland thug, what are we waiting for, let's go out and slaughter Tang Wuzai now. Xiao Pan said with a wicked smile.