This speed of cultivation makes people jealous and want to cry.
Because based on the speed of normal repairers, a four-star repair would take at least 40,000 years.
But it took him less than four years...
The prison leader has every reason to believe that Nangong Liuyun will be promoted to the deified level in the near future.
"You say that, aren't you afraid that I will strangle you in the cradle?" The prison boss sneered ferociously.
"In the cradle? Do you think I am in the cradle now?" Nangong Liuyun half-smiled.
The cell leader choked on his breath.
The current Nangong Liuyun's real strength is indeed stronger than him... If it were not bound by the power of heaven and earth, he would be the one who died now!
"You can't kill Lord Nangong!"
"You can't kill Lord Nangong!"
"We won't work if we kill Mr. Nangong!"
"Yes! If you kill Mr. Nangong, we will go on strike!"
"If you kill Mr. Nangong, we will rebel!"
A series of sharp sounds rose into the sky, and the whole world was filled with murderous intent.
There are so many cultivators, and they are all at the transfiguration level. Normally, each of them is like a piece of scattered sand, but now that they are united, their power is very impressive.
Su Luo did not expect that this group of practitioners would fight against the prison leader for Nangong Liuyun. For a moment, her chest felt sour and she felt a faint sense of satisfaction.
She and Nangong Liuyun looked at each other and smiled.
Then both of them looked at the cell leader.
At this moment, the cell leader looked a little embarrassed and panicked.
It doesn't matter if one or two hundred people rebel, but what if there are one or two thousand people? What about the collective?
When the time comes when the task is not completed, the higher-ups will blame him, and he will be the one who suffers!
The cell leader was in a dilemma at this moment and was hesitating. While he was hesitating, a light suddenly flashed in his mind.
He knew very well that from this moment on, he and Nangong Liuli could no longer coexist peacefully.
In this case, it's better to send him away to a more powerful place.
Thinking of this, a ferocious sneer flashed in the eyes of the prison master.
"Nangong Liuyun, I can't keep you here anymore!" the cell leader shouted to Nangong Liuyun.
"What do you want?" Su Luo stood in front of Nangong Liuyun and looked at the cell leader warily.
"No, but we can no longer keep him here, so we can only send him away." The cell leader said coldly.
"Then send me away too." Su Luo said without hesitation.
"You?" the cell leader laughed, "you can't survive a day in that place with your strength, why are you still going?"
Su Luo's expression was as if covered with frost.
What kind of place could prevent her from surviving even one day?
Seeing Nangong Liuyun, she hesitated to speak. Su Luo held her hand tightly with a firm expression: "I will go wherever you go. You promised me that we will never be separated."
She looked a little anxious, deeply afraid that Nangong Liuyun would abandon her for her own good.
Nangong Liuyun smiled softly: "Silly girl, how could I be the only one here?"
That's good.
No matter there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, no matter what difficulties and obstacles there are, as long as he doesn't leave, she will never give up.
"What a pair of mandarin ducks with the same destiny. If you want to die, then go ahead and die!" The prison boss laughed loudly.
He also conveyed the power of the strong to the upper levels.
Once a cultivator's strength reaches the level of enlightenment, he will be transported to a mysterious place by the prison leader.
This is also the reason why after so many years, there is still no Feather-level powerhouse here.