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Chapter 3: The Dungeon


"It's been destroyed.

Our Xiaoyao Sect has been destroyed, and it's been more than four hundred years since it was destroyed."

Xiaoyaozi stood in the void with his hands clenched, but his figure was slowly trembling, and his emotions were extremely complicated.

Anger, grief and a deep self-blame all appeared in Xiaoyaozi's heart.

Lu Xuan stood aside and watched all this quietly, shaking his head secretly in his heart.

He could also understand Xiaoyaozi's emotions at the moment.

If it were him, it has been nearly fifteen years since he left Lujiazhuang this time, and he now has no idea what the situation in Lujiazhuang is.

And if he returns to Lujiazhuang now and finds that Lujiazhuang has been completely destroyed, he will probably be devastated.

It is definitely no less than Xiaoyaozi.

"The rise and fall of life and death is one of the cycles of heaven.

Brother Xiaoyaozi, please be more open-minded."

Lu Xuan could only console him.

"I understand."

Xiaoyaozi nodded slightly, "I just didn't expect that with the strength and foundation of my Xiaoyao Sect, it would be completely destroyed less than a hundred years after I disappeared.

Moreover, my Xiaoyao Sect has many disciples and many branches. , even if a powerful enemy comes to kill us, we should still be able to do it if we leave some genius disciples to escape in preparation for their future rise.

Where are these genius disciples now?"

Xiaoyaozi frowned.

A powerful sect had more than 10,000 disciples and countless core disciples.

It was obviously impossible for such a powerful sect to completely wipe it out of the world.

After all, even if it meant massacre The entire sect should also have some luck Fortunately, the disciples escaped, and then went dormant to look for the day to rise again.

But according to the information he just obtained, the Xiaoyao Sect has been destroyed for more than four hundred years.

During these four hundred years, there has been almost no information about Xiaoyao Sect disciples.

Any trace of it spreads, let alone rises.

"That's right."

Xiaoyaozi's expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly remembered the lean black-haired man he saw in Tianyu City before.

The lean black-haired man seemed familiar to him, and the face of the lean black-haired man The encounter seemed to be very similar to the situation of Xiaoyao Sect disciples.

"Is it possible?"

Xiaoyaozi frowned, looked at Lu Xuan who was aside, and said, "Brother Lu Xuan, go to Tianyu City again."

"Okay."

Lu Xuan nodded, he also knew Xiaoyaozi's purpose.

The two set off immediately.

Tianyu City is also within the territory of Moluo Sect.

Deep underground in Tianyu City, there is a dungeon.

There is only one person imprisoned in this dungeon at the moment.

This person is the person who was previously imprisoned in the void of Tianyu City.

The lean man with black hair captured.

This lean man with black hair is tied to an iron pillar at the moment, with chains on his hands and shoulders.

These chains are made of special materials.

Even if the Martial Saint is locked by these chains, he can't even think about it.

It would be no problem to break free and be trapped by this lean black-haired man.

In addition to the chains, there were two extremely powerful martial saints standing next to the iron pillars in the dungeon, responsible for guarding the lean black-haired man.

"Boy, how does this purple-blooded venom taste?

Isn't it painful?

Life is worse than death."

Among the two martial saints responsible for guarding the black-haired lean man, a middle-aged man with red hair sat on the black-haired man with a smile.

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In front of the thin man, he watched with interest the painful struggle of the lean black-haired man.

The lean man with black hair is a martial saint himself, and his body has been sanctified.

If it was just an ordinary pain in the flesh, this lean man with black hair would not even blink an eyelid, so he used poison.

Purple blood venom is a feared venom in the Martial God Continent.

This venom will not kill people, but it can cause tremendous pain.

This pain comes from the deepest part of the heart, from the deepest part of consciousness, and is related to those who The pain of flesh and blood is completely different.

Such venom is naturally most suitable for torture to extract confessions.

At this moment, the lean man with black hair felt as if there were billions of ants biting him all over his body.

This kind of pain was indeed worse than death.

For him at this moment, death was already an extremely luxurious thing.

But even though the pain was excruciating, the lean black-haired man still gritted his teeth and never let out any screams or groans of pain.

"Hmph, the bones are quite hard, but it doesn't matter.

We have plenty of time.

When you tell everything you know, I will let you die happily."

The fiery red-haired middle-aged man sneered, and then He directly took out a bottle of wine, and the other person began to drink by himself.

At this moment, a stream of light passed by inside the dungeon.

The two Martial Saints who were talking, laughing and drinking still kept the smiles on their faces, but their consciousness began to slowly dissipate, and their bodies also fell suddenly. swish

Two figures suddenly appeared in the dungeon.

One of them was an elegant man in white robes who looked quite gentle but a bit coercive.

The other was a young man in black robes carrying a long stick on his back.

These two people were The two are naturally Xiaoyaozi and Lu Xuan.

After they arrived at Tianyu City, they immediately started searching, and with Xiaoyaozi's ability, they easily found the dungeon where the lean black-haired man was held.

The lean black-haired man who was in endless pain suddenly found that the two martial saints guarding him had fallen down for some reason, and then he saw Xiaoyaozi and Lu Xuan appear in front of him.

Seeing the two people who suddenly appeared, the lean black-haired man's expression changed, but there was still no hint of joy in his eyes.

"Boy, I want to ask you a few things."

Xiaoyaozi looked at the lean black-haired man indifferently.

"Hmph."

The lean black-haired man snorted coldly and said: "You Mo Luo Sect is really good at playing tricks, but this time you are not willing to spend money, and you even sacrificed two Martial Saints.

Do you think, If you can deceive me in this way, then you are looking down on me."

Xiaoyaozi and Lu Xuan looked at each other, knowing deep down in their hearts that the lean black-haired man mistook them for being members of the Moluo Sect, thinking that the Moluo Sect was trying to trick him into getting what he knew.

"I only ask you two very simple questions."

Xiaoyaozi's voice was low.

"First, who are you?"

"Second, you mentioned an ancestor above Tianyu City before.

Who is the ancestor you are talking about?"

"Answer these two questions.

If your answer is the same as what I think, then I will take you away.

Even if it is not the same, I will help you and let you be completely free.

You don't have to suffer this anymore.

The pain of the poisonous phagocytosis.”

Xiaoyaozi looked at the lean black-haired man, looking forward to his answer.

"Just these two questions."

The lean black-haired man glanced at Xiaoyaozi in surprise.

These two questions were not secrets to him, not to mention that the people from the Moluo Sect had long known his identity

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