Chapter 227

Ning Xiaochuan could feel that Qi Chong's life force was quite weak, he should have died a long time ago, it was only supported by his strong cultivation until now. 【First release】

This is the spiritual will of a martial arts expert. If it were an ordinary person, he would have died long ago.

At this moment, if he rushed to save him rashly, it would probably extinguish his last flame of life.

The old man said weakly: "The person who betrayed the army of the imperial court is absolutely impossible to be your father, absolutely impossible! I know your father better than anyone else. Before the army set off, I went to Jiangehou Mansion to meet with you Dad discussed it all night, I met you at that time, you are only a little old, and you are still a child."

"In the court, there are so many princes, but Emperor Yulan appointed your father as the commander-in-chief of the three armies. This is obviously to deal with your Jiangehou Mansion. If you make a wrong move, the entire Hou Mansion will be wiped out. How could your father be collaborating with the enemy and treason? Impossible , absolutely impossible."

"If you... want to find out... the truth of the past, you can find out... two people. The first one is Yue Wuyang. The army that surrounded and suppressed the Demon Sect back then will be wiped out, and he cannot be separated from it."

Ning Xiaochuan said: "Who is the other person?"

The old man swallowed hard and said, "General Zuo Duwei, Mo Longting."

Ning Xiaochuan's eyes darkened, and he said: "Senior, Mo Longting had already died in that battle. Moreover, Mo Longting, like my father, was charged with the crime of collaborating with the enemy and treason. All the members of the Mo family Distributed to the frontier, the girl was sold to the prostitute. The brothel. What happened to the Mo family is ten times, a hundred times more miserable than our Jiangehou's mansion."

"What? It's impossible...Mo Longting...It's impossible for Mo Longting to die in that battle, absolutely impossible." The old man became even more excited.

Ning Xiaochuan said: "Senior, why are you so sure that Mo Longting is not dead?"

The old man said: "Because he was the one who imprisoned me in the Iron Prison of the Devil's Gate with his own hands eleven years ago...it was him, it must be him..."

Ning Xiaochuan's heart was shocked, and he said, "Senior, can you confirm this matter?"

"It must be him, it must be him... Did I remember wrong... I remembered wrong..." The old man was talking to himself, in a trance, suddenly, his body shook slightly, his eyes widened, and he slumped down.

he died.

Ning Xiaochuan let out a long sigh, walked in front of the old man, and asked the old man to close his eyes.

Duanmu Ling'er hugged Ning Xiaochuan's neck with her wrist,

Staring at the old man who died tragically in the prison, he said: "When a person is dying, his spirit and memory are unstable. After all, this senior has been imprisoned in the iron prison for too long. You don't have to take what he said too seriously."

Ning Xiaochuan frowned deeply, and the thinking in his mind was running rapidly, connecting all the things that happened in the recent period, and finally sorted out a line in his mind!

"Tell me, is Zuo Duwei's General Mo Longting the Dark Heaven King? Eleven years ago, he pretended to be dead. (Starting) but in fact, he has been alive!" Ning Xiaochuan bit his teeth tightly. Teeth, eyes closed deeply, a little hard to accept this fact.

Duanmu Ling'er shook her head and said, "I don't know."

"One person knows!" Ning Xiaochuan's eyes became cold.

"boom!"

Ning Xiaochuan blasted the iron gate open with one palm, and the 18,000-jin iron gate flew out, crashed to the ground, and collided with a large amount of sparks on the ground.

The prison guards behind the iron gate were all startled, they circulated the profound energy in their bodies, raised their spears, and stabbed at Ning Xiaochuan at the same time.

A cloud of sword rain flew out of Ning Xiaochuan's body, and with a howling sound of sword energy, more than twenty prison guards were blown out and fell to the ground in disorder.

With a cold expression on his face, Ning Xiaochuan stepped on the corpses all over the ground and walked towards the outside of the Iron Prison.

"How dare you dare to break into the Iron Prison!" A martial arts master whose cultivation had reached the fourth level of vulgarity stepped out, staring at Ning Xiaochuan and Duanmu Ling'er with a slight surprise in his eyes: "Miss Duanmu, you also want to abscond!" ?”

Duanmu Ling'er said: "I know that someone wants to kill us in the iron prison, so why should I still wait in the iron prison to die?"

"No one can kill casually in the iron prison." That martial arts master said.

Duanmu Ling'er said without anger: "I almost died in the iron prison just now. If I escaped the crime, I will be the first to kill you."

The martial arts master's eyes sank, he pulled out his battle sword, and spit out a three-foot-long sword light from the blade, saying: "You are absconding on purpose. According to the laws of the Demon Sect, I have the right to execute you."

This warrior possesses the fourth level of cultivation of the refined realm, and he has stepped into the ranks of first-class masters. With a wave of his sword, the sword energy pours out like water waves, forming eight streams of swords, leaving deep scars on the iron walls on both sides. Sword marks.

"Shua Shua!"

The sword energy was overwhelming and dense like rain, smashing the corpses on the ground into blood mist.

Ning Xiaochuan propped up Yunxia's vitality to form a spherical profound energy shield to block the sword energy, and then stepped towards the warrior at the fourth level of the refined world to oppress it.

That warrior concentrated all his strength on the battle sword, combined a kind of martial arts supernatural power in his body with the battle sword, and stabbed through with a sword, trying to break through the clouds and return to his vitality.

"Boom!"

Ning Xiaochuan slapped out with a palm, shot out a strong profound energy, condensed into a palm print, and sent the martial artist who had reached the fourth level of the refined world to the air, and his body hit the iron wall.

"Boom!"

The warrior fell to the ground.

With a wave of the dragon-slaying knife in Ning Xiaochuan's hand, he was chopped off in half, and a lot of blood gushed out of his body.

Ning Xiaochuan looked indifferent, smashed the next iron gate, and continued to kill outside the iron prison.

The Iron Prison of the Demon Gate, known as the forbidden area, made all warriors in the world fearful, and almost no one could escape from it.

But Ning Xiaochuan didn't believe it, he broke through five iron gates in a row, killed corpses all over the ground, and was invincible all the way, just like a butcher killing gods.

Fight until the last level before you really meet your opponent.

This is the gate of the Demon Sect Iron Prison, and the warriors who originally had the respect of the earth guarded here.

However, the imperial army came to encircle and suppress the Nine Deaths Cliff, and all the demon warriors in the earthly state gathered at Xiaoyao Peak to discuss the plan to deal with the imperial army.

Now is the time when the defense of the Demon Sect Iron Prison is at its weakest.

Even so, there are still many martial arts experts guarding here, and it is still difficult to escape from the iron prison.

"Miss Duanmu, please return to the Iron Prison. You should understand the fate of the absconded better than anyone else." said an old man whose cultivation had reached the sixth level of the Essence Realm.

Duanmu Ling'er said: "Grandpa Han, I want to see my father!"

That old man stood by the gate of the iron prison, and behind him stood dozens of martial arts masters, staring at the two people who came out of the iron prison.

Han Yun shook his head, and said: "Master Taoist is guarding Youdu Peak and is responsible for fighting the imperial army head-on. He won't be able to return for a while. Miss, you should go back to the Iron Prison, and don't make things difficult for the old servant."

"Then what if I insist on breaking out?" Duanmu Ling'er said.

"Then the old servant can only make a move."

What should be said has been said.

Although Han Yu didn't want to do anything to Duanmu Ling'er, it was his duty to guard the iron prison of the Demon Gate, and if someone escaped from the iron prison, he would die.

Two elder masters of the demon sect holding Xuanling wooden sticks unfolded their movements and turned into two figures, and flew over at the same time, each using a kind of martial arts supernatural power.

Among them, a kind of martial arts supernatural power is condensed into a tortoise shell, which is the size of a millstone, and the surface is densely covered with mysterious lines. Another kind of martial arts supernatural power turned into a giant tree, with branches growing out, and chopped towards the two of them.

They are all martial arts masters, who have soaked their martial arts supernatural powers for decades, and their power is stronger than other martial artists of the same realm.

Ning Xiaochuan held the Dragon Slaying Saber, and went up to meet him, smashing the martial arts supernatural powers, tearing the opening, and the tip of the knife cut off the Xuanling wooden stick in the hand of one of the old men from the Demon Sect.

The old man's expression changed, and he quickly backed away.

Ning Xiaochuan turned into a colorful streamer and moved sideways to the side of the second old man. The blade cut through the old man's armpit and pulled out a long bloody mouth.

"He held the dragon-slaying knife in his hand, took out the Tianwending, and used the Tianwending to suppress him back."

The six elders of the demon sect who were refined from vulgarity shot out six pillars of mysterious energy, bombarded the top of the Tianwending, lifted the Tianwending, and suppressed it towards Ning Xiaochuan.

The volume of Tianwending became as big as a house, and under the urging of the rich profound energy, it rotated rapidly and made a "buzzing" sound.

The giant cauldron was covered in flames, and it pressed down on Ning Xiaochuan with overwhelming force.

The Tianwen Ding is a seventh-grade profound weapon, and its power is extraordinary. Even many Martial Lords cannot find a seventh-grade profound weapon as a soldier.

Tianwending was refined by a master forging tool. It has been passed down for more than 800 years. There is a world space of 600 miles inside. It contains the flame of a small world. The power contained in it is so strong that it can turn a mountain into magma.

A dark cloud of magic condensed above Ning Xiaochuan's head, and a huge divine tablet flew out of it, wrapped in iron chains, exuding an ancient aura.

"Monument of the God of Extermination!"

This is the tenth kind of magical power born in Ning Xiaochuan's body. Its power is not weaker than that of the seventh-grade profound weapon. The burst of aura shocked the older generation of warriors in the Demon Sect, and they all poured their profound energy into Tianwending.

Dozens of magic masters sacrificed Tianwending at the same time, wanting to use the power of Tianwending to suppress Ning Xiaochuan.

"Boom!"

The God of Extinguishing Monument bombarded down, knocked out the Tianwending, flew out of the iron prison of the Demon Gate, fell to the foot of the Nine Deaths Cliff, and ignited a mountain, turning it into a flaming mountain.

The dozens of old men from the Demon Sect were knocked into the air and fell to the ground in disarray.

Ning Xiaochuan launched the colorful teleportation, flew out of the hole hit by Tianwending, and was about to escape from here.

"Where to go?"

Han Yu spread out his iron scale wings on his back, quickly caught up, and shot out a burst of Hunyuan sword energy, piercing Yunxia's vitality, and hitting Ning Xiaochuan's head.

Ning Xiaochuan stopped immediately, his body flew upside down, and he swung the Dragon Slaying Saber, smashing this point of sword energy into pieces.

"Wow!"

Ning Xiaochuan also spread out a pair of wings on his back to support his body, suspended in the air, and stared at Han Yun who was blocking him!

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