The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor

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If any other monk knew, it would be overwhelming. Even if a Yuanying Tianjun wants to cross this distance, I am afraid it will take an hour or two.

After arriving at the destination, Ye Chen took a slight pause and communicated with the Black Water Gate ancestor with Shennian. Under his guidance, Jin Hong turned and flew northwest.

...

Lingxiao Holy Dungeon.

Here, from the outside, it was just a humble prison.

But inside, it was a monk of Lingxiao Holy Land, looking for a barren small world, a thousand miles away, as a monk and race cage that held many magic repairs, and even violated the laws of the Holy Land Holy Land.

The Holy Land of Lingxiao has dominated the galaxy for hundreds of thousands of years, and it is unclear how many opponents there are and how many gates are destroyed. After destroying the ancestors, the head of Zongmen will be captured into Lingxiao Holy Land, but a sect, there are a large number of ordinary children and low-level monks, these do not need to be taken to the Central God Mountain, and they often choose places to be detained.

Therefore, there are seven or eight places in the entire Milky Way, such as Huaxia prison and Lingxiao Holy Land. Everywhere, tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of prisoners are held. These prisons are extremely difficult. It’s just a small world thousands of miles away, and it’s not suitable for people to live in. Many monks who are low-level cultivators can't sustain it for seven or eight years. Even if Jindan is out of his wits, he may not be able to survive two or three hundred years. As for ordinary mortals, it is exhausting in a few months.

If it were not for Ye Chen who sacrificed himself to set up blood curse protection, I am afraid that China's billions of civilians have already lost their lives!

"Boom--!"

The cold wind roared, and the ice crystals were biting.

One by one, the Chinese people, ragged, skinny, like a firewood, locked with cold crystal iron chains, regardless of men and women, young and old, carrying hundreds of kilograms of boulders, stumbling under the supervision of supervision, heading towards the center of the castle. In the entire small world, there are ten fortresses, each of which has heavy soldiers, and even heaven and even gods above the commander.

Those who exist are the prisoners in the entire prison, and they can never resist the ultimate reason for success!

"Snapped--!"

Someone is slow.

Standing next to him, wearing a cyan armor and a fierce head with a fierce face, he waved a long thunderbolt in his hand and pulled a whip on her, blurring the woman's half-blood with flesh and blood, directly fell to the ground, and struggled for a long time. stand up. The prisoner raised his whip and had to pump again.

"Bastard!"

Outside seven to eight feet, a man with rough skin and dark, tall skeleton, but thin skin like a firewood, his eyes red instantly, suddenly threw the boulder in his hand, and he threw it over, trying to stop his head.

"court death!"

The sneer of the head sneered, and the whip was pulled over. He was a monk of Jindan, who was far above the man. If he had no blood curse to protect him, he might have split the man in half and beheaded on the spot.

The head drew the man's flesh and blood all at once, holding a long whip and scolding the people around him:

"Have you seen this? This is the end of the rebellion against my Lingxiao Holy Land. Ye Tianjun in your family, dared to disobey my Lingxiao Holy Land ban. He is now shrinking in the fairy land, and my Lingxiao Holy Land is not good for him. But you Chinese The tribe must bear the consequences of him. The master teaches that the master has issued the divine law and ordered you to live forever as a slave. So give me a good job, who dares to slow down, don’t blame the whip in my hand!"

After he finished speaking, he also waved thunder whip, crackled and pumped, and collapsed all the surrounding rocks.

Countless Chinese civilians watched silently beside them, their eyes turned red, their fists clenched tightly, and stared at this fierce, fierce head. In other words, it is staring behind the head of the prison, the holy land of Lingxiao high above.

Why, my family has a Tianjun, so you are so humiliated by Lingxiao Holy Land?

Why, we obviously did not resist, but did it end like this?

Why do you want to bully again and again?

Countless angers are accumulated in the hearts of every Chinese child. During these three months in prison, almost every day, there were Chinese riots. However, the Lingxiao Holy Land sent to this heavenly prison, each prison head is Jin Dan monk, those high-ranking prison leaders, Jin Jin Zhenjun. As for the general who is in this prison, it is said to be Yuanying!

However, almost all the masters of Huaxia were received by Ye Chen into the pure blue glass ruyi beads. This kind of resistance is almost futile. The ordinary people with bare hands are facing slaughter in the face of those heavily armed Jindan.

Although they have blood curses to protect them, they cannot be killed, but they are abused so much that they are better than life!

"Huh, look at your eyes, it seems very dissatisfied?" The blue armor, with a grin, stepped on it with a violent kick, and even stepped on the woman's body, even if he stepped on the spot, even if he would not die. However, most of his bones were broken, and he couldn't stand up anymore.

"Fuck!"

At this moment, many people could not bear it, and each adult man threw the stones in his hand, and, referring to the only strength in his body, he rushed to the prison head and hesitated to fight hard.

"Yes, that's it. Uncle Ben wants to see you revolt most. If you don't, how can I abuse? This day of prison is too boring. I have to stay for a hundred years without any fun. How can I live on?"

Qingjia laughed with a strong head, and pulled out seven or eight Chinese men in a whip, and flew out.

"Sin obstacles, one day, our clan heavenly king will come back, flatten you and the holy land behind you, revenge for us!" A skinny Chinese old man, his eyes clouded with tears, hoarse hoarsely.

"Haha, just that Ye Tianjun? He had shrunk in the fairy soil like a tortoise. If he dared to come out, Uncle Ben would be able to cut off with a knife!" The prisoner was laughing wildly.

But at this moment...

boom--!

Between the world and the world, there was a tremor.

"what happened?"

Everyone was shaken up and down like an earthquake.

The heads of the people were surprised, but this is a hidden small world. Since ancient times, there has been no saying that there is an earthquake. How can this happen? Could it be that the life span of this small world is about to collapse?

"Someone is outside, attacking this world." A Jindan leader said solemnly.

"Impossible, this is the prison of Lingxiao Holy Land, who dares to come and attack? Are you afraid that I will destroy his Nine Races in Lingxiao Holy Land?" All the leaders were suspicious and flew out of the castles.

But it was too late.

boom! boom! boom!

The whole small world shivered violently. Time after time, the world was broken apart. A golden rainbow running through the sun and the moon slammed into the void and rushed into this world.

Everyone looked up.

I saw Jin Hongzhong, standing a figure of a man in Tsing Yi, with his black hair and black pupils, and his skin was as bright as jade, and the hair roots were cast like gold, dazzling and gorgeous, like a god. Beside the man, followed by a long hair and waist, a slender girl in purple clothes, the girl was circling around the real dragon, screaming in anger.

Some Chinese who had seen Ye Chen and Yao'er were shocked and kneeled:

"It's my celestial king and saint!"

"Tianjun did not give up on us, came to save us!"

"Ye Tianjun, you have to avenge my Chinese people and avenge my many tortured compatriots!"

Countless Chinese people have tears in their faces, kneeling down in unison, and desperately knocking at Ye Chen and Yao'er. More people shouted. They endured too long, bullied too long, and finally waited for Ye Chen's arrival.

"Really Ye Tianjun? How did he come out?"

Many Lingxiao Holy Land commanders are inexplicable, and have not received any news at all. Are the Ten Great Heavenly Kings all furnishings, letting Ye Chen rush out of Infernal Purgatory? But for many people, something has gone up in their hearts.

"You guys! Damn it!"

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