The old man was just entering the late stage of Earth Immortal for the first time, and his strength was similar to that of the Taoist Yin Zhi Taoist. How could he be Xiao Long's opponent? He was killed by Xiao Long in just a moment due to deliberate calculations and unintentional calculations.
"Let's go." Xiao Long canceled the dragon power divine mark, and his whole body shape returned to its original shape. He pushed open the door in front of him without blushing and out of breath, leaving a stunned Dugujue behind him.
Dugujue would never have thought that Xiao Long was already so strong that masters from the late Earth Immortal stage could not even make a single move in his hands.
In front of him, the late Earth Immortal monks were like playthings. For the first time, Dugujue felt a little confident in this rescue operation.
However, this confidence was instantly dispelled by the sound of the bell that echoed throughout the Demon Cloud Palace.
"Brother Xiao, the bell of Moyun Palace is ringing. This is a big bell that will be rung only when a powerful enemy appears. We have to move quickly. After a while, there will be an army on the territory, and even the ancestors will appear." Dugujue said seriously.
.
Xiao Long's face was calm, he ignored Dugujue and walked into the underground death cell.
The dungeon was extremely dark, with no sunlight, the air was turbid, and there was a putrid smell. There were traces of dried and solidified blood on the ground. It was obvious that many people had died.
On the execution rack next to him, there was a piece of human skin hanging with blood, obviously he had just died.
Dugujue followed Xiao Long in and frowned when he saw this scene.
As I walked forward, I heard various calls for help from people imprisoned in the dungeon.
"Who allowed you to come in?" As we were walking, two strong men holding Xingjue blocked the way. When they saw Dugujue, his face turned cold: "Dugujue? You still dare to come here?"
The two strong men are the law enforcers here, and those "masterpieces" of human skin were made by them.
"It just so happens that your old father misses you too, so just stay here with him!"
With that said, the strong man was about to take action, but Xiao Long was one step ahead of him, stepped forward and broke the strong man's neck directly.
The other hand grabbed the big man who was panicking and trying to escape. Xiao Long didn't even bother to ask, and directly searched for the soul by force. The ferocious mental power rushed into the sea of consciousness of the big man, running rampant, just wanting to get the news he wanted to know.
After the soul search, this big man would not survive, but Xiao Long didn't care.
After a while, he learned where Mo Ying was, kicked the two corpses aside, and told Dugu Jue behind him with a cold face: "You, the Dugu family, are on the ground number two, go and save them."
After finishing speaking, Xiao Long did not stop at all. His figure was like the wind and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Gu Tianlong, I, Xiao Long, will tear you into pieces!"
Xiao Long's face was cold, and the anger in his eyes seemed to burn the world. From those memories, he saw how Gu Tianlong treated Mo Ying cruelly, with various punishments and ravages.
"Tianzi No. 1, I'm waiting for my master to rescue you!" Xiao Long activated the Dragon Power Divine Pattern on the way, because he learned from the memory of the law enforcer that Tianzi No. 1's defense was extremely good, and just that
The prison door was not something that ordinary mid-level Earth Immortal monks could break open, and there were more than a dozen law enforcers like them who were constantly torturing Mo Ying, as if they wanted to get something out of him.
…
In the Tianzi No. 1 cell, the smell was pungent and eerie, and various torture instruments were placed randomly with blood stains on them.
A man with scars all over his body, naked to the waist, looked at the disheveled Mo Ying with a ferocious smile.
At this moment, Mo Ying was hanging on the shelf, his body covered with scars, and blood was still oozing from the wounds, but his eyes were like a pool of well water, staring at the scarred man without saying a word.
His expression remained the same from beginning to end, as if it had never changed, no matter when or where.
"Boy, hurry up and tell me the secret method of the holy weapon, as well as the method of using your shadow martial arts. End this boundless pain as soon as possible, so that we can pay tribute to the young master." The scarred man sneered, holding a whip in his hand.
He whipped Mo Ying fiercely, the whip had a barb, and when it came down, it brought up a large piece of flesh and blood.
"Scar, how come this boy's bones are so hard? He has been beaten so hard for so many days, but he still refuses to speak! The young master is still waiting. Without the secret method, the holy weapon cannot be manipulated at all."
Standing next to the scarred man is a young man in purple clothes. He is Gu Tianlong's confidant, named Wang Hu, and was sent here to keep an eye on him.
He frowned and kicked Mo Ying in annoyance.
"Say it quickly and you can die more happily!"
At this moment, Mo Ying suddenly heard some movement. He raised his head slightly and looked at the cell door. Finally, there was a slight fluctuation in Gu Jing Wubo's eyes, and there seemed to be a smile on his lips.
"Master, I'm sorry, my disciple has embarrassed you."
"You bastard, you still dare to laugh? Where did you get the master from? You are stupid!"
Wang Hu suddenly became furious. He raised his hand fiercely and was about to slap Mo Ying, but he suddenly stopped in place.
A cold murderous intent completely locked onto him. The young man in purple felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar and did not dare to move. He looked around him and saw that the scarred man looked no better than him, kneeling on the ground and shivering.
Next to me, I saw corpses lying on the ground in a mess. These corpses were either decapitated or had missing legs. Some of them were even dismembered. They looked like they were killed by the devil, and the appearance of death was extremely terrifying.
These dead people were all guards of the dungeon. They were chatting and laughing with him just a moment ago, and they were dead the next moment. They didn't even make a sound, and they all died without warning!
Wang Hu didn't dare to look back. He only felt a cold current rushing towards the sky. He begged for mercy with a pale face: "I don't know which master has come, but I just want to spare the life of this little guy. The little one is an attendant of Mr. Gu Tianlong. Wang
For the sake of Mr. Gu, please spare me..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard a faint voice from behind that sounded like it was coming from hell, and there was suppressed murderous intent in the voice.
"Gu Tianlong? He will die too..."
The words were getting closer and closer, and only a "bang" was heard. The cell door, which was indestructible even at the peak of the Earth Immortal Stage, shattered, and Xiao Long, dressed in white, slowly stepped into the Tianzi No. 1 cell.
Like a demon returning from hell, its murderous aura makes people shudder.
Wang Hu turned his head stiffly and looked at the person, his mouth trembling.
To be able to smash the door made of green cold meteorite iron with one kick, I am afraid that the strength of the person coming is not weaker than Master Gu Tianlong.
"Senior...Senior." Wang Hu's throat was dry, and he suddenly realized that this man's appearance was somewhat similar to that of the God of Death in white!
The visitor didn't even look at him. When he walked up to Mo Ying, a smile appeared on his face.
"Sorry, I'm late, Master."
"It's because Mo Ying's skills are not as good as others, I'm sorry, master."
Mo Ying had a wry smile on his face and lowered his head in shame.