"Hurry up! Whoever dares to be lazy again will be punished! A bunch of lazy guys, hurry up!"
Following the vicious curses, the whips continued to fall on a group of coolies. The barbed whips fell on the laborers, tearing their clothes, taking away pieces of meat, leaving wounds leaking blood. Finally,
The fire damage attached to the whip burned the wound and stopped the bleeding, but caused greater harm to the whipped person.
Zhao Feng, who was dumped above a lava lake, never dreamed that he would one day be caught by an unknown person and used as a laborer. Just because he wanted to escape, he was treated in such an inhumane manner.
Being whipped constantly, without water or food, life was worse than death.
Three days ago, the dragon boat carrying Zhao Feng and others finally got out of the fire cave. From the side of the boat, the underground fire pool directly below could be seen, and the nightmare began.
Zhao Feng and others were all knocked down by powerful enemies of unknown origin. This was the case for Liu Yu, Saint Master Titus, and Mu Ye. They were defeated without a chance to resist, and they lost in a confused manner.
When everyone woke up, the soul-forbidden ring had been placed on their bodies, and they could no longer use the power they had gained through cultivation.
These people, except that their bodies are far more powerful than ordinary people, have completely transformed into ordinary people.
On the first day he was taken out of the dungeon, Zhao Feng saw the Five Ghosts of Yinshan. The Five Ghosts of Yinshan, headed by Shangguan Yi, had become the person in charge of this place - a mine located on the edge of the Earth Fire Pond.
"Hey, isn't this the dignified Palace Master Zhao? Why didn't the Martial Palace come to save you, a big shot? Haha..."
Shangguan Yi's feeling of frustration due to Zhao Feng's strength disappeared when he saw Zhao Feng become a prisoner.
"It turns out you are worse than a dog. Why didn't the other four bastards see it?" Zhao Feng lost his martial arts, but his amazing power was still there. He had planned to anger Shangguan Yi. As long as he could touch him,
Shangguan Yi can be completely destroyed.
"Palace Master Zhao, I have a lot of talents. I don't have the same experience as a prisoner like you. My brother will greet you later!"
Perhaps Shangguan Yi had been scolded too many times, but this guy didn't even get angry.
Zhao Feng was driven to a strange mine by someone wielding a long whip, like driving cattle and horses. Only then did he realize that almost all the old ghosts from the human race and demon race that he had seen before were caught here, and Zhao Feng and his group were the last to be captured.
Caught.
"Go over here and accept the inspection of the Holy Envoy one by one. If you have special talents and can be spotted by the Holy Envoy, you will be considered lucky and can reach the sky in one step, haha..."
Hu Jia was a little angry when he was pushed around, but the guy who whipped him was his former subordinate. His whereabouts were unknown because he infiltrated the demon tribe to perform a mission. He didn't expect to meet him again today.
"You He Laoliu, why are you here?"
Although Hu Jia no longer had any martial arts skills, he was still very nimble. He grabbed the whip wielded by his old acquaintance He Laoliu, and his palms were immediately burned with green smoke.
"Hey, isn't this the dignified Lieutenant Hu, Master Hu? I'm a humble official, sir!"
He Laoliu said angrily, slapped Hu Jia twice with his backhand, and cursed: "Hu Jia, you shameless thing, don't be so shameless. He can kill you with just one word here."
life."
Hu Jia was a very resolute man and could not tolerate being insulted by Hu Laoliu. He said with a livid face: "Hu Laoliu, the fate of a traitor is death."
Before Hu Jia finished speaking, a dagger appeared in his hand. The dagger flashed with cold light, and there was an inch-long gash on He Laoliu's arm that grabbed the whip.
When He Laoliu saw this, he was horrified and his face changed drastically. He pulled out the dagger from his waist and stabbed Hu Jia's chest with the sword.
It was too late for Zhao Feng and others to save him. Hu Jia snorted and fell to the ground. Zhao Feng stepped forward and helped Hu Jia's upper body up.
"Hu Jia, how are you?"
Hu Jia reluctantly opened his eyes, looked at Zhao Feng, and smiled miserably: "Palace Master Zhao, Hu has asked someone to send the elixir you gave to his daughter. Hu has no regrets in his heart. Today, he can get rid of the traitor..."
A mouthful of blood gushed out from Hu Jia's mouth. After saying this question, his eyes widened and he died.
At this time, Hu Laoliu, who was cut by Hu Jia, ran with his legs and shouted: "Holy Envoy, help!"
He Laoliu ran for more than twenty feet, his body tilted, and he fell to the ground and died. It turned out that the followers of the Dragon Worship Sect all had a dagger named Chengren, which they used to commit suicide when they failed in missions, or to eradicate traitors.
In addition to the sharpness of the dagger, both sides of the blade are smeared with a poison that seals the throat when blood is seen. It will kill you instantly.
Under a red umbrella cover more than fifty feet away from Zhao Feng and others, a masked woman in palace attire stood there, directing three maids, holding a mirror to detect the humans and monsters in front of her one by one.
clan.
The movement caused by Zhao Feng alerted the other four Yinshan Five Ghosts who were accompanying the masked woman.
Mulita with a tiger's head and swooping feathers like an eagle's head used his movement skills at an extremely fast speed and soon arrived in front of Zhao Feng and others.
"Huh, Holy Master Titus, we meet again. This time, you old guy, do you still want to run away?"
Sa Yu grabbed Mulita who was about to make a move and whispered something. Zhao Feng's ear was very good and he heard this sentence clearly.
"Don't do anything, be careful of the saint over there, she's not easy to mess with."
"Hmph! It's the human race that's dead anyway, it doesn't matter to us!" Murita snorted and made no move.
Yuchi said, the Baiwu Army arrived shortly after, and the two of them saw Saint Master Titus, Liu Yu, and Mu Ye didn't feel anything strange. Instead, they saw Zhao Feng, showing a ferocious face.
"Haha, Palace Master Zhao, our brothers are really destined to be with you!"
Zhao Feng's plan did not change, and he said casually: "It turns out that it is worse than four beasts, and you are not worthy of being fucked by Zhao!"
As soon as Zhao Feng's words came out, Mulita, Sheng Sayu, and Yuchi said, Bai Wujun became furious and pushed the others aside. Mulita grabbed Zhao Feng by the collar and threw him aside.
"Damn you brat, relying on the name of the Fighting Palace to suppress our brothers, your life will be worse than death today!"
Zhao Feng was thrown to the ground by Mulita, and he pretended to be unable to resist, waiting for a good opportunity. Yuchi said, Bai Wujun, and Sa Yu all approached Zhao Feng, punching and kicking him.
"Zhao Feng, let me use my original poison to kill them!" Xuanyin Poison Mother suddenly said.
"No, you just need to strengthen my poison skills. I don't know the background of the saint over there, so be careful of her seeing through it!"
"good!"
It was these four who deserved it. In their opinion, Zhao Feng was bound by the soul-forbidden ring and was no different from ordinary people. They could be bullied by them. However, Zhao Feng was gifted and had constant adventures, so his body could withstand the power of the soul-forbidden ring.
Therefore, when these four unlucky guys were not prepared, Zhao Feng suddenly burst out.
Zhao Feng is proficient in the Eight Extremes Dragon and Tiger Fist. One of the moves is called the Dragon-Tiger King Kong Heart-Breaking Palm, which is famous for breaking the heart and splitting the lungs. The four guys were caught off guard, and each of them was stamped on the chest by Zhao Feng, who had exquisite palm skills.
In addition, Xuanyin Poison Mother is willing to help Zhao Feng, so the poison skill in Zhao Feng's palm is extremely powerful.
Bai Wujun was the first to be hit, followed by Mu Lita and Sa Yu, and Yuchi Dao was the last. The four of them felt severe pain in their chests, and a cold air spread from their chests to their limbs.
Baiwujun, Yuchidao, and the two demon tribes, Yuchidao and Mulita, were far less powerful. They were hit with a palm in the chest. Before they could react, they were already dead from the poison due to their serious injuries.
When Mulita and Sa Yu saw their companions who were not weaker than them died suddenly, they were so frightened that they turned around and ran away. Although they swallowed a few healing pills, they only lived one more stick of incense than Bai Wujun and Yuchi Dao. time.
The masked woman known as the Saint is indeed not simple. Zhao Feng had just made his move, and in the blink of an eye, she arrived in front of Mulita and Sa Yu.
"Saint, save me!"
The saint shook her head and sighed softly: "It's hopeless!"
The saint's body swayed and she came directly in front of Zhao Feng.
"It's interesting that you can still do it. Let me take a closer look!"
As the saint spoke, she grabbed Zhao Feng's right arm and without waiting for Zhao Feng's reaction, she spread out Zhao Feng's limbs and muscles with a few clicks. The pain immediately caused Zhao Feng to break out in cold sweat.
"It turns out that your kid has a lot of tricks up his sleeve."
The saint whispered, then suddenly raised her voice: "Come on, dump him on the fire pool, and whip him every day!"
"As you command, Saint!"
Two equally masked women dragged Zhao Fengzhi away by his legs. Xu Huang was furious and wanted to rescue him, but the saintess pointed her finger in the air. Suddenly there was a hole in his chest and his body fell limply. When he came down, he immediately lost his breath.
"Damn it, wait, if you dare to kill my brother, Zhao will definitely turn you into ashes!"
Zhao Feng was being dragged backwards, and just in time to see Xu Huang fall down, his eyes widened with anger, and anger burst out in his chest.
"Wait until I take away the flower of life from your body, and let's see how rampant you are!" Zhao Feng heard a sinister voice in his ears. He didn't know who it came from or where it came from, and he was stunned in shock.
"Brother Xu!" Lu Su and Cai Yan cried loudly while holding Xu Huang's body.
"Hey, these two little guys are quite talented!"
With a wave of the sleeves of the saint's robe, Lu Su and Cai Yan fell over, not knowing what happened to them.
"Stop, why bother these two babies!"
Liu Yu lost all his power and was unable to stop the saint from taking away Lu Su and Cai Yan. However, he knew the relationship between the two boys and girls and Zhao Feng, so he stepped forward and tried to stop them.
"It turns out that there are three masters here who are about to enter a high level. Not bad, not bad, really good. When you lose your self-consciousness, you will not lose a powerful tool."
The Saint discovered the true strength of Liu Yu, Saint Master Titus, and Mu Ye, and immediately took the three of them away together with Lu Su and Cai Yan. Ji Antai and others watched helplessly as a strong wind took away their companions, and each of them felt deeply have no choice.
"Boss, what should I do?" Luo Xin asked in a low voice.
"Tell brothers, take one step at a time, don't let your life go in vain!"
I don’t know whether it was the saint who was weak, or whether it was the Holy Master Titus, Liu Yu, and Mu Ye who had unique skills. The three of them were not washed away from consciousness. Instead, they were imprisoned in a place where medicine was refined to make medicine for the saint. Make a certain medicine.