Chapter 448 The big guys from Songhai Prison gather together
They have all cultivated the way of heaven...
Zhuo Yi and Zhong Lang both had expressions of extreme astonishment on their faces.
Although they all only have the Golden Core stage, it doesn't mean that they don't know what the way of heaven means.
That is something on the level of Taoist laws that can only be touched by those who are true immortals. Not to mention them, even for many people in the stage of becoming gods, there is still a deep sense of distance.
Looking at the young man lying dead on the ground, Zhuo Yi looked around and found that his master Wang Ling was not here.
However, the previous positioning was indeed sent spontaneously by Master.
Therefore, Zhuo Yi quickly made an inference.
Combined with what Zhenjun Zhu Lei said before, if this young man is a true immortal-level boss and has already cultivated a heavenly way, it is impossible to deal with Zhenjun Zhenlei with his strength, so it is most likely that the master took action and defeated him.
After being a young man, he left here again, leaving behind True Lord Throwing Thunder to help him deal with the aftermath...
Zhuo Oi knew that his master liked to keep a low profile, so every time he dealt with some evil force, he would immediately call him to clean up the aftermath, and then give all the credit to him.
But, now comes the problem...
This is a true immortal-level boss. Even if you include yourself, Zhong Lang and Grenade-Throwing Lord, if the three of them encounter a cultivation boss of this level, wouldn't they just be slapped to death!?
Zhuo Yi looked at the young man on the ground and felt a little pain in his balls.
kindness……
This pot is actually not easy to carry!
Since you are taking the blame, the posture of taking the blame must also be scientific...
Zhuo Qi remembered that the last time he arrested the Master of the Immortal Mansion, although he was a loose immortal, at any rate, all the masters in the chat group came together to encircle and suppress him. Although there seemed to be some slight inequalities in terms of strength... But at least it didn't seem too overwhelming.
unexpected.
And now, a true immortal-level boss has been dealt with like this. If it is just because the three of them defeated him... this reason may be difficult to convince the public.
"What is Brother Zhuo worried about?" Zhong Lang asked.
"I thought about it, it's really not appropriate for us to intervene in this matter publicly." Zhuo Yi touched his chin and said, "Let's do this...Xiao Zhong, please contact Warden Liang on my behalf and let him handle it."
Zhong Lang nodded and obeyed: "Okay, Brother Zhuo!"
"Brother Zhuo Oi can be said to have contributed a lot to the capture of such a heinous criminal. Why should we blame it on others?" Grenade-Throwing Lord Zhenjun said with a smile.
Zhuo Yi sighed: "This pot is too heavy..."
Lord Throwing Thunder: "..."
In fact, to put it bluntly, it is still a matter of unequal realms.
Zhuo Oi is actually a very self-aware person. He can shoulder some responsibilities while others cannot. As soon as he can be half as strong as his master, he will be able to shoulder the responsibilities... But now, he actually feels a little weak in his heart.
"But having said that... Zhenjun, I didn't feel spiritual power from this person. Is he really that strong?" Zhuo Yi asked.
Lord Throwing Thunder: "Brother Zhuo Yi, there is no need to worry. This person has entered the spirit-sealing state and is no different from ordinary people now. You can arrest him with confidence. If you are really worried, you can apply to the higher-ups to use the spirit-binding lock. And in this matter, I
It would be better for Brother Zhuo Yi to contact General Yi to handle the matter."
Zhuo Yi nodded: "That's what Zhenjun said!"
After all, the ten founding generals of the country are involved, so we must be cautious.
"But Zhenjun, having said that...then who is this person?"
Both Zhuo Yi and Zhong Lang showed expressions of sudden realization: "Whoosh..."
Lord Throwing Thunder was also surprised: "Have you ever heard of him?"
Zhuo Yi: "No..."
Lord Throwing Thunder: "..."
It is actually reasonable to not know the Evil Sword God.
After all, this span of time is already very long, and the identity of the Evil Sword God is directly related to General Yi.
Therefore, although the upper leadership has been sending people to secretly search for clues about the Evil Sword God, the news circulated by some media and the reports about the Evil Sword God that year have been sealed.
Lord Throwing Thunder believes that if he goes to the library now, the daily newspaper that published the story about the Evil Sword God will definitely be gone.
Both Zhuo Yi and Zhong Lang are still very young, so it's normal not to know.
Moreover, True Lord Throwing Thunder felt that even in the chat group, not many people would give a general idea about the Evil Sword God. If Taoist Guang hadn’t fought with him in person back then, True Lord Throwing Thunder would have
The clues about the Evil Sword God are only limited to the newspaper from that year.
However, after today's incident, Lord Throwing Thunder began to have a new understanding of the gap between realms...
The Evil Sword God is really too ferocious. If Taoist Guang hadn't been a true immortal back then, he probably wouldn't have been able to escape his vicious hands.
It was almost ten o'clock when I waited with Zhuo Yi for the arrival of Warden Liang.
Afterwards, Lord Throwing Lei followed Zhuo Yi to deal with the Evil Sword God until late at night...
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Songhai City No. 1 Prison.
Warden Liang led people to escort the Evil Sword God here overnight. Because he had suffered the soul-sealing effect of the "World-Destroying Sword" before, the Evil Sword God had been in a coma.
Warden Liang directly put a spirit-binding chain on him and sent him to a special cell.
The cell door opened, and two prison guards carried the Evil Sword God in one after another. Warden Liang followed behind him, sighing inwardly. In just a few months, this was already the third time...
Warden Liang glanced at the meditating Demon Lord Guapi and the Master of the Immortal Palace, Cheng Yu...
Well, I captured a fatan and a shooter before, and now I add this newly captured warrior... Oh my! The team battle lineup is almost complete!
Warden Liang thought he might be able to apply for a subsidy to expand the special cell.
The old devil and the master of the Immortal Mansion, Cheng Yushang, are both in the trial period. It seems that they have been arrested for a long time, but in fact, the two of them have been in prison for less than two months. As a result, these two people have not yet been arrested.
Good luck...here comes a new one.
"Old Liang, who is this person?" The old devil looked up and saw a new person being sent in, and sneered.
He still used Jiang Liuyue's body, and the old voice when he spoke was incompatible with this body.
But there is no way, because now the old devil is wearing a spirit-binding chain, and it is impossible to exchange his body back while the spirit is sealed.
As for canceling the spirit seal and replacing the old devil with an artificial body, the upper leadership was afraid of any accidents, so they had no choice but to make do with it... As for Jiang Liuyue, the leader of the Shadow Stream, currently
His soul has been transferred from the stone ghost face to the artificial body. He will soon be imprisoned in this special cell.
Soon, there will be multiple assassins in this team battle lineup...
"No comment for now...but I advise you not to provoke him." Warden Liang raised his hand and asked someone to place the Evil Sword God on the vacant bed.
"You two, be honest!"
Afterwards, he left with several prison guards and closed the cell door tightly with a bang.
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Two minutes later...
Cheng Yu raised his eyes and glanced at the old devil next to him: "Demon Lord, what do you say?"
The old devil chuckled: "Of course I'll wake him up..."
Training is an essential process for every "newcomer" who has just been imprisoned.
Here, the Evil Sword God is still in a coma, and two figures in the special cell are approaching from the left and right.
Then, I heard two crisp sounds of "pop"...
The Evil Sword God was slapped on the ears again...