This prison, which was specifically imprisoned by the Dali court of the wild demon clan, is a secret landscape of landscape without any foul breath. Being in it is like a person in a painting.

The young hidden official and this sewing man with a cruel means are more like a noble man joining hands with his maid and traveling around.

Nianxin explained: "The prison is divided into three levels. Yan Jiaoran and I are responsible for interrogation together. Each has its own division of labor. He is responsible for collecting secret records of wilderness geography and various sects. I am responsible for sorting out the Taoist scriptures and recording them in the book. Yan Jiaoran is an old man here. It is said that it is the forbidden area built by their Zizhao Yan family out of their own pocket."

Chen Ping'an nodded. Yan Jiaoran, who was born in the Zizhao Yan family but did not have an official status in the officialdom, was the confidant of the senior brother. Han Zhoujin, the formation master of the Dali Earth Branch, brought Yan Jiaoran from the Qingtan Blessed Land of Shengao Sect to Dali. In fact, every earth branch monk is a talisman from their old family, an amulet from the Immortal Palace, and a gold medal that will not be avoided after using it. For example, the little movements of the Made Yu family's children in the National Master's Mansion. The reason why Chen Ping'an and Zhao Yao did not kill all the people in the palace was to give them a buffer for the entire generation of Yu family to withdraw from the court, not because the Made Yu family produced a queen Yu Mian, but because this was an unwritten rule that Cui Xuan had when he was built at the beginning of the Dali Earth Branch.

Nian Xin said, "Every time Yan Jiaoran comes here, he will bring two carefully cultivated disciples. The men and women are both young golden elixirs. They have been here for many years and are not a child. They are cruel, but unfortunately they are almost intrigued."

"There are two passages in prison, one is your National Master's Mansion, and the other is the Zifeng leading to Dongyue, with dedicated people guarding it. The one in charge of the middle floor of the prison is only an old man named Su Kan. He occasionally comes here to watch the fun."

Chen Ping'an said: "Su Kan is a pseudonym. He once served as the Zhankan Department of the Yushu Court of the Ancient Heavenly Court."

Twisting the core suddenly realized, no wonder Dali was relieved that Su Kan was alone in guarding the pass.

Chen Ping'an asked: "Have you ever been jailbreak in history?"

Nianxin nodded and said, "Once, it was blocked by Su Kan, so this turmoil did not affect Dongyue Cifeng. The mastermind who secretly planned this matter was the Immortal Realm, and there were more than 2100 demon clans who followed him and rushed out, all of which were dealt with by Yan Jiaoran. Afterwards, Yan Jiaoran joined forces with Su Kan and Dongyue Mountain Lord to investigate carefully. After investigation, there was no fish that had missed the net."

Chen Ping'an said: "Is this case my senior brother personally recognized?"

Tinxin shook his head and said, "I came late, I just heard it as an anecdote, and I don't know the inside story."

Chen Ping'an was silent for a moment, "Let Yan Jiaoran copy the file and send it to the National Master's Mansion."

This is a huge hanging platform, with a jasper ground, like frozen lake water, with countless golden silk threads engraved in seals, and a stone tablet stands in the central area, which is obviously imitating the way of winning by Mr. Jiuhou of Sanshan.

The inscription engraved inscription totaled more than a thousand words in total, and it seemed that the craftsman used gold filling technique to add more than eight hundred words intermittently.

The cages that imprison various demon races are located in the outermost circle on the edge of the platform. There seems to be no magic restriction, but no demon race can cross the invisible thunder pool half a step. They either appear in human form or show their huge true bodies, and use magic and magical power to transform into a variety of false temples. After enduring the years here, I don’t know when I will see the light of heaven again.

The arrival of the young hidden officials today is really a new thing. So it started to make a fuss soon. There was no way. They came to Haoran and had to pass the "gate" that broke into two pieces of the sword energy Great Wall. The red-robed hidden official who was neither human nor ghost was too eye-catching. When you look up, you will see that no wonder some small and medium-sized sects in the wilderness after the war may not recognize the throne monster, but as long as you mention the last hidden official who "welcomes and sends to the wilderness", anyone can say a few words. After a while, they become famous.

Soon a female cultivator with a jade hairpin and a loose robe woke up from the bed, supported the edge of the bed with her hands. She picked up an embroidered shoe with her toes and shook it gently.

She was so energetic that she stared at the watchdog that she finally looked like a person. She said softly in a mouthful of Dali Mandarin, "Oh, this isn't Master Yin Guan? Why did you think of coming here to wander around? A rare guest? Is it because the demon clan has launched a large-scale counterattack on Haoran, and the Yin Guan rushed to silence him? Or has the Zhou Mi succeeded, and the entire world will be the world where our demon clan is the master?"

The Wild Demon Clan is a little better and recognizes the strongest.

How deeply did Bai Ze betray the wild demon clan? When Bai Ze returns to the wilderness, even if it is an unruly ancient monster like Guan Yi, when they really meet Bai Ze, wouldn’t they still respectfully call Master Bai?

Previously, during the confrontation between Chen Qingliu and Bai Ze, Zheng Juzhong's evaluation of Bai Ze was extremely low, but it also depends on how many people Zheng Juzhong has scolded since his success in practicing Taoism.

The sewing man from Jianxin came here and was like a fish in water. In his early years, he hid in the prison of the old deaf child in the Great Wall of Sword Qi. After going around, he still dealt with the demon clan. It was a coincidence that he was the second in command of the Criminal Officer lineage in Feishengcheng. She was not used to it in those years. She was too many rules and was restricted, so she still liked this kind of place more.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Your wilderness has already had a new throne. There are not many old faces left. It seems that only Zhu Yan and Fei Concubine, among which Fei Concubine has entered the fourteenth realm."

She pulled the collar and looked charming, "Forget it, I care about the things in the sky, what should I do? Is the hidden official? Do you need a servant to sleep with me?"

Seeing that the young Yinguan was silent, she raised her chin to the neighbor on the right, "I can call Sister Yushu together. She is a great beauty that we can count in the wilderness. Don't look like she is skinny and skinny, and looks dirty and bloody. Even if I saw her, I would greedy for her body. That is, she was stupid. She didn't want to be a concubine for the throne Huang Luan, and later she refused Fei Fei's invitation. Otherwise, she would not end up in such a miserable field and would have been back to the wilderness for a long time. Even if you don't get close to women, you will be willing to throw her a bottle of magic medicine or two when you return to your true face. When she recovers your true face, you will definitely be shaken and unable to move your eyes. Then, I will set up a romantic tent with my three of you. Let's go to the clouds and rains, and the joy of fish and water, won't you be happy?"

The female cultivator, who was named "Yu Comb", sat cross-legged, her cheeks sunken, her figure was thin, and she had blood all over her body, and there were many holes in her arms and legs.

She just glanced coldly at the man in blue shirt walking slowly, with his hands in his sleeves and a booklet under his armpits.

Nianxin and Chen Ping'an briefly introduced the identities and resumes of these two wild female cultivators. The Taoist name Yushu is named Gao Zhu. She has a very hard bones and never speaks every time she is tortured. It seems that a certain obsession supports her to survive. As for the fox-sex woman, she is named Fu Jin, and has no Taoist name. She is a sword cultivator. Her natal flying sword has been damaged on the battlefield. Nianxin has not been tortured every time, but when she gets close, she is already wearing pear blossoms and panting.

This place is mostly made of Yu Pu and Earth Immortal Cultivators, as well as several pure martial artists with strong physical bodies. One mountain top realm and two long-distance realm, but they have suffered a lot for many years and have been injured in the martial arts foundation, which means that their physical bodies are tough enough to not fall.

Some battlefields are good at placing troops and formations, and they were once highly valued generals in various military tents. There are also several beasts with great killing power. They once took advantage of the situation in Tongyezhou, making various tricks to kill people for fun. There are also some young Taoist geniuses who failed to escape from Baopingzhou in time, or were captured on the battlefield of the accompanying capital, and ended up using various tortures as food.

Chen Ping'an said calmly: "Zhou Mi is dead. You can't believe it."

As soon as the young hidden official said this, the prison suddenly became silent, and there was no noise or noise.

The thin jade comb sneered: "Chen Ping'an, even if you die, you are a ghost who deliberately uses the help of yang energy to cover your roots and feet. Wen Hai and Zhoumi will not die."

The eyes were hot in the instant of twisting the core. This woman was even more determined to speak out and blame herself for her.

It’s because I can’t serve you well.

Chen Ping'an looked through the book book under his armpit, dipped it in his fingers, quickly flipped over the pages, and followed the map to stalk, waving his eyes and reading some secret records of the demon clan.

After throwing the booklet into his sleeve, Chen Ping'an pulled the corner of his mouth, "Twisp the core, put them out, all of them. Then you stay on the side of the stone tablet and watch the show."

Twisting the core was too lazy to ask why, and she swept to the giant monument of the big turtle. She took out two jade pendants and embedded them in two slightly sunken tortoise shells. In an instant, white mist covered the stone monument. The golden threads on the jade ground also dimmed. The layers of prohibitions used to suppress the demon clan were cancelled. A strong smell of blood and various smells were also emitted at the same time.

They are not stupid, so where is this place? If you talk to Yin Guan, our wild guard dog, you will make a profit if you talk a few words.

But there are still people who are not afraid of death. They walked out of the invisible cage without any restrictions, and walked forward tentatively, choosing to face the last hidden official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

The twisting core was a little surprised. It was not the hard bone of the Taoist jade comb, but the slutty Fu Jin who could not withstand torture the most.

She smiled and murmured, "I just don't know whether the Master's Ten Thousand Years Birthday Ceremony was held in the hometown or not. Can I buy the Jiuquan Sect's fairy wine at the lowest price..."

It was the only elite wilderness that could bypass the heavy surveillance of the Dali border defense and land on the northwest border of Baopingzhou from the sea, trying to quickly penetrate the hinterland, head straight to the capital of Dali, and behead Emperor Song He.

There is no doubt that this is a death. Whether it is success or failure, they cannot escape this fate.

Fu Yin's natal flying sword was cut off by Bai Shang, a sword cultivator in Beiju Luzhou.

There is also a young demon clan martial artist who looks like a young man. He strides forward toward the blue shirt and grits his teeth and says, "Chen Ping'an, I want to ask you for a fight. If you lose, you will die. It is better than being tortured by this unknown mad lady. The bullshit official named Chen, remember, my name is Murong Shuzhi, and in your Haoran, he is also one of the few first-class nobles."

Tinxin smiled and said, "Thank you for the praise."

Chen Ping'an rolled up his sleeves and smiled and said, "I am a man who is very forgot about my nature. Even if Master Murong signs up for a name, he may not be able to remember it for a few days."

Murong Shuzhi's focus is on her surname.

In the wild world, it is both a luxury and a difficult task to have a temple with a sect or a family of noble families.

The surname is in the wilderness, which is much more precious than the Taoist name you can take casually. This is why the Jiashen Sword Cultivator valued the fact that Tuoyue Mountain or Zhou Mi's surname was so important.

Tinxin was surprised to find that when Chen Ping'an, who had not yet handed his fist, had a unique atmosphere where the monks ascended to the Tao and the heaven and earth resonated with him for a moment.

It is a scene of the great way that the practitioners who have been working hard and diligently pursued for thousands of years. There are five heavens and five people!

Taking Chen Ping'an as the center of the circle and the pulse driven by the blood flow of human body as the rhythm, it seems that martial arts can actually manifest the Tao. The fist spirit that can be seen in the naked eye appears on the platform, and it spreads outwards with dull pulse sounds... The rhythm of the fist comes like green mountains. More than 200 demons standing on the edge of the platform are breathing heavily, and the spiritual energy in the body is becoming more and more stagnant. The demons who originally wanted to fight to the death and take the opportunity to sneak attack on the hidden official were shocked to find that even those great refining creatures could not be used, as if they were all over the Dao!

In this kind of scene where you will die when you come forward, only Fu Jin, who is born with a charming face, chooses to go on his own and move forward with difficulty. Her two robe sleeves sway and make noises.

Chen Ping'an neither looked up to her nor looked down on the other demons. He just shook his neck gently.

There was only an indescribable contradiction in his face and eyes at this moment, which was both cold and enthusiastic.

It is almost like a Supreme God overlooking the world. It is also almost like a wild beast wandering around the wastelands in the ancient times and has infinite freedom.

Since you are so hard.

It's better to kill them all.

Next time you visit the wilderness, you will string your heads into a line and hang high above the battlefield. Tell the forgetful wilderness that it will cost you to visit Haoran.

I will put your heads together with all the new thrones' heads, and finally build a high temple of Jing, which will be a brand new moon-to-moon mountain in the wilderness.

He clearly felt Chen Ping'an's martial arts height. As the only two demon clan who came out of the formation, Murong Shuzhi obviously had fear and regret. Once the pure martial artist had the intention of retreating, the boxing intention of the rising tide would fall. He stopped silently.

Didn’t Chen Ping’an, this guy, have the most mountain peaks? Why did there be a legendary atmosphere of being at the first level?! As soon as he returned to his hometown, he broke through the two great passes of the end of the world one after another?

I thought everyone was a martial artist at the top of the mountain. After entering the life and death arena, they established a rule with Chen Ping'an that no swordsmanship or immortal techniques. If I succeed, I would not dare to seek to exchange one life for one life, and exchange death for injury, which would delay the future of this hidden official. For example, when the Nascent Soul Realm is in seclusion, or when Yu Pu enters the immortal, there are more inner demons and the flaws in the heart of the Tao... It is not a loss, and it is definitely not a loss. At least when I die, I feel happy.

Seeing that the opportunity was not good, the warrior from the demon clan immediately changed his words: "Official Yin, I just reported only a pseudonym. As for the real name, I can talk about it later."

Chen Ping'an withdrew his gaze from Fu Jin, turned to look at the mountain top realm, and nodded, "Okay, I can talk about my real name later."

The next moment, Murong Shuzhi's eyes flashed, and the next moment, she felt that the scene of the high platform had tilted, and finally all her eyes turned dark.

In the eyes of Yushu, Chen Ping'an was bullying himself, raised his arms high, and slapped Murong Shuzhi's head off. His head instantly left his neck and quickly smashed it to pieces on the ground.

They began to worry about Fu Jin's ending.

In fact, after being detained for so many years, I have more or less feelings. Because the Dali court has not deliberately restrained their thoughts and words for some reason, many monks communicate with each other. Anyway, they are all dead. It is better to take this opportunity to abandon the view of the world and devote themselves to practicing Taoism. If you can see the scenery of the great road at a higher level and the appearance of the world at a higher level, and be able to be congratulated by fellow Taoists, others and inmates, it is more or less a thought of making joy in suffering.

Chen Ping'an came to Fu Jin, who was struggling and shaking, and raised his hand again. The female cultivator subconsciously closed her eyes, without realizing that she was already full of tears.

After waiting for a while, then opening his eyes, Fu Yin looked at the young hidden official blankly. She seemed puzzled. Why are you merciless in the middle of life and death?

Chen Ping'an asked, "The booklet does not record your relationship with the Jade Fu Palace. Are you an unknown disciple of the founder Yan Shi?"

Fu Jin's eyes suddenly became hot. But the next moment, she felt like she fell into an ice cave. Why couldn't she use that sect treasure?

The Twisting Core, who was standing on the other side of the stone tablet, had to open his mouth to remind him: "Fu Jin, look down and see that he has been pierced through his chest. Since the great refining thing is not on his body, how can he control it and burn with Lord Yin Guan's jade."

The twisting core has already been understood. Fu Zhi pretended to be better than Lai to live in these years, just to wait for Cui Yan to appear or Chen Ping'an to meet face to face today?

Chen Ping'an raised his hand and turned out to be a golden heart. It was like a talisman bag and asked curiously: "Is it a careful and insidious method, or your own fantasy idea?"

Fu Jin looked down and saw that there was indeed a bloody hole in his heart, but for some reason, she had no sense of pain.

Chen Ping'an explained: "Once I punched too fast, and I just learned about your true identity, I used some tricks. Wait for a while and you will feel distressed."

Fu Jin was probably also a ill-minded person, and she was still leisurely. She stretched out a finger and poked it into her heart. She shook it, and there was nothing unusual. She could not determine what kind of Taoist traits of the Hidden Official were. You must know that she was in the wilderness sect, but she read all the books in the Jade Talisman Palace. It was just that the master pity her qualifications, so that she had to hide her weaknesses. She repeatedly told her that the divine objects would be self-deprecating. Otherwise, it would be a great truth that she was humiliating.

Chen Ping'an handed her golden heart back and asked with a smile: "How many talismans are hidden inside? Tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands? Can you really kill immortals in person and ascend to death?"

Fu Jin put the heart back to its original position. She was about to boast about her own methods, but in an instant, she held her heart and fell to the ground, rolling on the ground in pain.

Nianxin said, "Don't trust her when you look the same."

Fu Jin's soul trembled violently and curled up together. When she heard the sarcasm of Twisting the core, she moaned in pain. She wanted to scold the executioner woman, but it was futile.

"What do you think of you? What does it have to do with the Jade Talisman Palace? Pitying the wild talents is your master or meticulous job. It's not my turn to be a hidden official."

Chen Ping'an first stepped on Fu Zhi's head, then raised his foot and "cut off" Fu Zhi's entire arm from his shoulder.
To be continued...