When Wang Xuan woke up again, he found that his cultivation was imprisoned and Xiaohu was missing.
The wooden cell was dark and damp, and the smell was so strong that people couldn't help but want to escape from here.
"Hey, young man, are you awake?"
"Senior, where is this?"
Next to him was an old man with disheveled hair and a slight smile, revealing a few large, sparse black teeth.
"Here, the dungeon of Black Tiger Mountain."
"Black Tiger Mountain? Is it a bandit's den?"
"Well, that's okay."
Take a deep breath and ignore the other party. The only solution now is to regain your strength first.
Sit cross-legged and perform the Great Wilderness Blood Refining Technique.
There have been situations where cultivation has been banned before, and he has experience that other situations where spiritual power can be used are not easy to use. Only the Great Wilderness Blood Refining Technique can break through the ban.
After about half an hour of touching, Wang Xuan opened his eyes, a look of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.
Sure enough, the Great Wilderness Blood Refining Technique has never disappointed him.
His cultivation was completely restored, but he did not show it, but used Qi Condensation Technique to suppress his breath.
"Has the restriction been worn out?"
"Well, it's just a slight flaw. I believe it will be broken through in a few days."
"Little friend, I wonder if I can give you a few spirit stones. With them, I can break through the restriction. Then we can rush out together."
As long as there is a flaw in the restriction, spiritual consciousness can be used, which also means that storage bags can be used.
"This...this, my storage bag seems to be missing."
"Well, you should have been searched before we arrested you, but didn't you save some somewhere else?"
"I just kept it in my arms, and now it's gone."
Secretly scanning it with his spiritual sense, Wang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.
The storage bag was taken away, but the storage ring is still there. It can be said that most of his precious things are in the ring. In total, there is not much loss.
He knows people but not their hearts. For this old man, he will not foolishly say that he has a space ring.
"That's it, then..."
"Well, senior, I have recovered a little bit in cultivation. I will go and check the situation first. When I have the spirit stone, I will hand it over to you."
After saying that, Wang Xuan came to the cell door, gently pressed the chain, and it broke with a sound.
Open the cage door and walk outside.
After passing a corner, I poked my head out and found four minions sitting together drinking not far away.
"Hahaha, we are in great luck today, we have tiger meat to eat."
"Xiao Liuzi, are you talking about the eye-catching demon-patterned tiger? I didn't expect its strength to be at the sixth level."
"Yes, it's fortunate that he was seriously injured. Otherwise, the leaders may not be able to catch him. Calculating the time, we should take action soon, right?"
When Wang Xuan heard that it was a tiger with eye-catching magic patterns, Wang Xuan's heart moved, and he could be said to be filled with anger.
If he guessed correctly, it must be Xiaohu.
With a flash of murderous intent, the whole person ran out.
Before the four of them could react, the Heaven-Sacrifice Sword passed by, four heads flew out, and blood shot into the sky.
After groping around on them for a while, I found a few storage bags and a bunch of spiritual stones.
Turn around, return to the cell, swing a few times, and throw the spirit stones into the cells with spirit stones.
It is important to save Xiaohu now. Being able to do this can be regarded as the end of benevolence.
He gathered his breath, stretched out his figure, and left the dungeon.
Outside the dungeon, there were several guards, but they were all killed by Wang Xuan with a sword.
In the distance, flames shot into the sky, accompanied by the roars of beasts, and many people were roaring crazily.
A guess flashed through my mind. The secret passage was not good. If I tiptoed lightly, the person had already reached the roof.
When he saw the scene in the square in front of the house, he was so angry that he wished that all these people would be killed.
As he expected, the bandits were milling around the square.
In the center is the little tiger. At this time, its situation is not good.
It looked like he had been drugged. His legs were locked with thick chains and held by several masters.
The dose of medicine was very heavy, and it was almost struggling with its last willpower.
Moreover, there were scars everywhere on his body, the most serious ones were on his back, where the bones were visible. Every time he struggled, the blood in his body would continue to gush out.
Xiaohu, who has transformed into his true body, has a sixth level of strength, equivalent to the Ten Thousand Dharma Realm, and is very powerful.
Now he is seriously injured, his limbs are controlled, and several masters of the air control realm are constantly attacking him.
Seeing all this, Wang Xuan couldn't bear it anymore.
He stepped heavily on the roof tiles and then flew towards Xiaohu.
"No, there is someone."
"Bold, who are you?"
Wang Xuan turned a deaf ear to the bandits' scolding. He drew out his Heavenly Sacrifice Sword and faced one of them, killing him crazily.
The swords struck each other and passed each other.
Take advantage of this momentum and cut off one of the chains.
Seeing Wang Xuan's arrival, Xiaohu went completely crazy and struggled desperately.
Especially one of the chains was cut off by the Heavenly Sacrifice Sword, which gave it room to move.
With a flip of his left hand, a handful of hemostatic elixir turned into powder and spread on Xiaohu's body.
At the same time, he shot several Qingling Pills into Xiaohu's mouth.
"Boy, if you dare to break into our Black Tiger Mountain, I think you are seeking death. I wonder whose power you are relying on?"
"Hmph, you people, if you dare to deal with my spiritual pet like this, I think you are seeking death."
Even though they only have the strength of the first level of the Sky Control Realm, these bandits are still very afraid of them.
As soon as an expert takes action, he will know whether it is there or not.
This moment made several people realize that Wang Xuan was not easy to mess with, and they wanted to find out his origin.
Xiaohu's recovery takes time, and Wang Xuan is happy to talk nonsense with the other party and delay it for a while.
The injuries are recovering, the drugs in the body are being consumed, and Xiaohu's condition is getting better and better.
If they want to eat tiger cubs, these bandits will not be stupid enough to poison them.
Ginger is still spicy. An old man in gray standing in the center seemed to sense something and immediately started drinking.
"No, this guy is stalling for time. Brothers, come with me and kill him."