The Xuanhuang Continent is filled with thousands of nations.
Luofu City, in a dark and damp dungeon.
"I hate it so much!"
Lin Jiuzhou was trembling all over and couldn't stop roaring.
He is the number one martial arts genius in Luofu City for a hundred years.
Entered martial arts at the age of ten.
Eighteen ranks as a ninth-grade martial arts master.
In the final battle, he fought against thirteen demon masters alone and defeated them.
But, before he could return to Luofu City.
Then he suffered a plot from his adoptive father, the lord of Luofu City, Zhao Wuji.
In the dungeon, he was nailed to a torture device and experienced inhumane torture.
Zhao Wuji drained his blood, dug up his spiritual bones, and gave them to his son Zhao Chuan for use.
Lin Jiuzhou fainted from the pain.
Wake up, it’s now.
Wow!
Thinking of this moment, Lin Jiuzhou was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Hey, are you awake?" came a disgusting voice.
Zhao Wuji’s son, Zhao Chuan!
Wearing a suit of brocade clothes, he slowly came down the stairs, his face full of pride.
"A chess piece like you has been serving a powerful person like me since birth. What's the use of hatred and unwillingness?"
"Zhao Chuan!" Lin Jiuzhou roared, furious.
Zhao Chuan smiled lightly, walked to the stove nearby, and took out a red-hot soldering iron.
He got close to Lin Jiuzhou and said with a sinister smile: "Lin Jiuzhou, don't worry, I will make good use of your blood and spiritual bones."
"I have good news for you. I have reached the Qi Refining Realm and have become a disciple of the Xuanqing Sect in your place. I will be leaving tomorrow."
"As for you, I will brand you as a slave and sell you to the demon clan!"
By the end of the sentence, Zhao Chuan was gritting his teeth, and the red iron in his hand was pressing hard on Lin Jiuzhou's chest.
"ah!"
Lin Jiuzhou raised his head and screamed.
The sizzling sound, accompanied by the smell of cooked flesh, made Zhao Chuan more and more excited and laughed.
Lin Jiuzhou gasped for breath, looking at the red word "Slave" on his chest, feeling heartbroken.
Drain the blood and dig out the spiritual bones, if you can still bear it.
Then this slave status completely trampled on his dignity!
His eyes were blood red and he roared in a low voice: "Zhao Chuan! I will destroy your Zhao family! I will make you pay a hundred times a thousand times the pain!"
"You contributed your spiritual bones and blood, and I thank you."
Zhao Chuan narrowed his eyes: "But I don't like the tone of your voice. Come on, sew his mouth shut."
Immediately, the jailer behind him came up and threaded the needle.
The shrill howls, like the roars of demons from hell, kept echoing in the dungeon.
It wasn't until everything was over that Zhao Chuan looked at the bloody masterpiece with satisfaction.
"Oh, I almost forgot, do you have different eyes?"
Zhao Chuan smiled sinisterly and said: "Father said that in a few days when your strange pupils wake up, he will take them off and send someone to send them to Xuanqing Sect for me. This is called making the best use of everything."
Lin Jiuzhou was speechless and furious.
"Also, your fiancée, Xiao Yu'er."
Mentioning Xiao Yu'er, Zhao Chuan showed a greedy and evil smile.
"She will join the Xuan Qing Sect with me. Don't worry, I will take good care of her for you. In a few years, she will give you a big fat nephew!"
Lin Jiuzhou struggled hard and his heart was as sharp as a knife.
"Yu'er, you can't believe this bastard Zhao Chuan..."
Lin Jiuzhou felt sad and angry in his heart, and his liver and gallbladder trembled with fear.
He and Xiao Yuer met two years ago, practiced and experienced together.
I finally wanted to achieve success, but I didn’t want to suffer such drastic changes.
I don’t know what these damn beasts will say in front of Yu’er!
"Farewell, my dear sworn brother."
Zhao Chuan walked wildly, laughed, and drifted away.
It was quiet again in the dungeon, and you could hear a needle drop.
Blood dripped down Lin Jiuzhou's chin and fell to the ground.
Lin Jiuzhou slowly raised his head, with strong unwillingness in his deep eyes, and slowly closed his eyes.
"I have devoted many years to them, and they treat me like this, which is worse than a beast!"
"A bunch of bastards! I'm going to kill them! Kill them all!"
"Brother of the Blood Prison, help me! Help me!"
In the empty and dark spiritual space, there was joking laughter.
"Didn't you say that even if your body dies and your Tao disappears, you don't want to fall into the blood hell demonic path?"
"Cut the nonsense! I need power! Give it to me!"
In an instant, blood-colored light spread out in the spiritual space, and a blood-red bead condensed out.
Immediately afterwards, the beads shattered in the spiritual space and turned into red light and disappeared.
Lin Jiuzhou's body was also changing at this moment, and the injuries all over his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The slave brand on the chest and the sewn mouth quickly returned to normal.
The steel nails on his limbs flew out one after another.
After a few breaths, it has returned to its prime.
In the mental space, a cloud of red mist dissipated, and a blood-red shadow of an old man emerged.
He is the Blood Prison Soldier Master!
A few days ago, Lin Jiuzhou and the thirteen masters of the demon clan were competing for the Blood Prison War Book.
The blood stained the military book, causing it to recognize its master, and it fell into Lin Jiuzhou's spiritual space.
During these times, the Blood Prison Bingshu has been tempting Lin Jiuzhou, hoping to fall into the demonic path of Blood Prison.
Lin Jiuzhou sticks to his heart and always fights for it.
Even if his blood was drawn and his spiritual bones were dug out, he did not waver.
Until he heard the news about Yu'er, he couldn't bear it.
When the military leader waved his hand, the blood-red military manual unfolded in the mental space.
In an instant, a bloody brilliance bloomed, and a sea of red blood spread out in the spiritual space.
At the same time, you can still see indestructible cages rising up in the sea of blood!
In every cage, there is a powerful person imprisoned.
"They are all powerful men from all planes in the world. You can choose their inheritance as you please!"
"Master of the Blood Prison, you have imprisoned me for tens of thousands of years. I know I was wrong. Please let me go!" In the nearest cage, an unkempt old man begged loudly.
The soldier leader smiled and said: "Saint Domain Sword Master, your opportunity has come. As long as he chooses you, you can leave."
The Saint Sword Master immediately knelt down towards Lin Jiuzhou and kowtowed: "Please, choose me! Choose me!"
Lin Jiuzhou's pupils shook.
Pointing to the person who spoke: "Then let him."
Immediately afterwards, the cage opened, and the man came at high speed without control.
The soldier leader just waved his hand, and his whole body screamed and merged into Lin Jiuzhou's spiritual body.
In an instant, a massive amount of information was engraved in his memory.
"Iron-eating beast!" the soldier shouted again.
A black-red mist rose from the sea of blood and turned into a bear-shaped shadow, crawling on the ground.
"My subordinates pay their respects to the military leader."
"His name is Lin Jiuzhou, your master. You know how to assist him."
"My subordinates must obey the orders of the military master!"
"Lin Jiuzhou."
He was still digesting the memory of the Saint Sword Master, and looked back at the Blood Prison Soldier Master.
"The iron-eating beast will help you. My master's power still needs to suppress the Blood Prison War Book. There are still many prisoners sealed under this sea of blood."
"I understand." Lin Jiuzhou nodded heavily.
Slowly opening his eyes, Lin Jiuzhou saw a black-red mist next to him that only he could see.
