Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 77

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"Young people are not afraid of being captured, tortured, impulsive, and have fantasies. No matter how big your heart is, how big your dreams are, even if the road ahead is bumpy and your body is burned by fire, the only thing you fear is losing your blood and putting on a new one." slavery."

There is an older one who speaks with earnestness and heart. He is the oldest in this stone room, about sixty years old.

In Su Qinian's eyes, the seventy or eighty people in this stone room don't seem to have many good backgrounds. Looking at their muscles, bones and membranes, even those with the deepest cultivation base can reflect their qi and blood with spiritual power, which is beyond the strength of a strong horse. Strength, but it is still a little short of the strength of a hard-earned horse.

Most importantly, there was no trace of Qing Yu in this stone chamber.

"Is it numb? Keep silent. At this age, I'm afraid I haven't really seen the blood of a monster. It's really worrying."

A few more people spoke, and no one paid attention to Su Qinian any more. The only oil lamp in the stone room was almost extinguished. Dozens of people could hear their breathing, and a depressive atmosphere permeated the air.

"I don't want to die. I still have my wife, children and old parents at home!"

When the lights went out, someone finally couldn't take it anymore, and let out a low growl with a deep cry.

"I shouldn't be greedy, but in this world, it is difficult to survive without force. There are local garrisons guarding the checkpoints in the county, but there are too many people and too little land. I can't afford it at all. Ordinary villages and towns need to be on guard at all times. Every year in the patrols of the Zhensi, people die in the line of duty, and there is no way to ensure peace of mind. I just want to build a foundation. As long as I build a foundation, I only want a third-rate Open Heaven Realm that can protect the whole family. After these decades, Don’t ask for peace and joy, just ask everyone to be there.”

"Ten years ago, the monster clan was just dormant, but appeared in twos and threes, and occasionally disturbed the world, but now only ten years have passed, and the sky is full of monsters. No matter how many dragon guards there are in Hulong Villa, they can't kill them all. Not to mention monsters. Bing is the most common monster of ordinary blood, and it is difficult for ordinary martial arts practitioners who have completed the seventh level of "Galloping Horse Strength" to resist."

Some quacks who were originally reckless in Su Qinian's eyes moved him when they said something at this time.

That's right, if it wasn't for being persecuted, how could there be so many people who don't care about life and death? It's not because they are seeking wealth in danger, but to survive in danger. They are desperate just to protect their relatives, and it's not just greed.

The stone room was pitch black, but Su Qinian's spiritual power shrouded it like daytime. He was dormant, waiting, and the soul deterring technique was hidden again. With his current spiritual power cultivation, the scope of the illusion is also limited, and it cannot cover the whole place. He is not afraid of ordinary monsters, but Zhao Xueshan, the monster soldier guarding the cave, must find the right time to hit a sure hit, otherwise he will show his feet. For a long time, there must be all kinds of backhands, so we have to be on guard.

……

Eighty-second!Eighty-third!Eighty-fourth...

After another hour, one after another, there were four more people in the stone room, one of them was torn apart half of his body, and he died before he was thrown into the stone room without a stick of incense.

A young man, who looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old, was in great pain before his death. His chest was cut open by sharp claws. Judging from the wound, it should be a wolf demon who had no strength to resist.

And until he died, the young man didn't shed a single tear. He gritted his teeth and stopped breathing in a low roar.

"What a staunch temper!"

"A young man with such blood and will, if he is not dead, can worship a famous teacher, even a third-rate sect, there is a great possibility to build a foundation and defeat Xin Yuanma."

Many people in the stone room lamented that another young life had withered, and some people's eyes were dim, and their disdain became stronger as they swept across Su Qinian.

All of this was seen by Su Qinian's mental strength, but he didn't care at all, and even absorbed these emotions, and merged into the knife realm of "Shou Ming Knife". It was a thunderbolt.

Eighty-nine... ninety-one, ninety-two!

Two hours later, it was about dawn, and there were only eight places left to the one hundred that the demon soldier Zhao Xueshan had said.

It's a pity that up to now, the one who has been captured has the highest cultivation level, and none has built a foundation. The strongest one is the ninety-second captured one, a young man. Furnace, about the strength of a bloody horse, was defeated, his blood was bleak, his right arm was torn, exposing the white bones and scum, and he was severely injured.

"But a master of the Divine Fist Sect, he is better than a tiger than a hero."

At this time, someone faintly recognized the identity of the young man from the dim light of the door opening.

"It's just a mere area. It's a pity that I am ashamed. I strayed into this cave and was captured. How could you be trapped here?"

The young man was also surprised. Soon, he learned the truth from everyone, and he was shocked and angry. He didn't know how many traps the big demon Mo Ke had set in the Moyun Mountains, and how many lives he was going to kill.

"Shenquanmen seems to be a third-rate sect in Zhangwan County. It is famous in several surrounding counties for its second-rate martial art "Hundred Steps Shenquan". Consummation, you can have the power of a hard-earned horse."

With a thought in Su Qinian's mind, some travel notes from the manuscripts that he had flipped through in the scripture building came to mind, and there were various written records about this Shenquan sect, but because it was only a third-rate sect, there were not many written records .

Ninety-five... ninety-seven, ninety-eight, ninety-nine!

Then, in just half an hour, seven people were arrested and locked in the stone room.

Su Qinian raised his eyebrows, faintly aware of some clues.

……

In the underground hall where the demon soldier Zhao Xueshan was, he put down the "Tao Te Ching" he was looking at, frowned and said, "Why are there so many people all of a sudden?"

"Master Zhao Xueshan, there is only one person left to reach the hundreds," the leopard demon flattered, "It is also because of the great blessings of the Lord that there are so many human beings who have thrown themselves into the trap. I think we are probably the first to make up the hundreds." burial pit."

"Oh," the demon soldier Zhao Xueshan seemed to be very useful when he heard the words, nodded and said, "You have read some books, and you have also learned rhetoric such as Hong Fu Qitian. Ruzi can be taught, um, Ruzi can be taught."

and many more!

All of a sudden, the monster soldier's eyes moved and became sharper. With a flash of his body, he took out a stack of sheepskin catalogs from the leopard demon's arms.

"Master Zhao Xueshan."

The leopard demon and wolf demon were taken aback, the sudden change gave them an ominous premonition.

Ignoring the two demons, Zhao Xueshan rubbed his hands vigorously, and several sheepskin illustrations burned, and one of the sheepskin illustrations gave birth to a bloody flame, bright red like blood, very bright, emitting bursts of demon The other ones are different, they are ordinary orange flames with green smoke curling up.

fake!

At this time, no matter how confused the two demons were, they understood that only one sheepskin catalog was real, while the others were forged.

"Master Moke Demon Lord is strategizing, and he has already had this consideration in mind. In these catalogs, a drop of demon blood is hidden with special craftsmanship. Unless it is ignited, the demonic aura will not come out. The ordinary first-class Primordial Realm strong It's hard for anyone to notice," the monster soldier Zhao Xueshan said in a deep voice, "transfer all the prisoners immediately, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time!"

"Too late!"

Suddenly, a voice sounded from the end of the tunnel, and footsteps approached. After a few breaths, a group of six figures appeared in front of the three monsters.

A group of six people, the leader is a young man, dressed in a black robe, about the age of a weak crown, his face is cut like a knife, his eyes are cold and sharp, he holds a long steel sword, the light is as cold as snow, and the tip of the sword is dripping with blood. There is a faint evil spirit dissipating.

Behind him, the other five people were all young and stood before him, but with the black robe youth as the leader, they were all one step behind, with more or less scars on their bodies.

"They're all dead."

The tone of the demon soldier Zhao Xueshan was very firm, he glanced at a few people, and he knew it clearly, and said with a sneer: "You guys want to save people from me?"

"Presumptuous!" Among the five people, a young man immediately scolded, "Monster! You have to see clearly, the person in front of you is the alternate Longwei of my big man Hulong Villa, senior brother Qi Su of the Luoxia Sect in Zhushan County! "(The first update is here, please recommend tickets, please collect, it will soon exceed [-].)

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