Sheng Xuanyuan was imprisoned deep in the prison, with several black iron chains binding his limbs, and even shackles around his neck, making him unable to breathe.
When the curare poison on his arm was slowly dispelled by the true energy, the people sent by Su Hejin to execute him also arrived. The long whip was drawn in the air and fell heavily on his body, tearing open his clothes and leaving blood stains.
Sheng Xuanyuan raised his hand, Zhenqi Controller twisted the long whip, and threw back the whip. The guard was caught off guard, and his neck was broken by the long whip that made a sound in the air. He didn't even make a cry for help. , "thumping" and fell to the ground dead.
After killing the guards, Sheng Xuanyuan then reached out and grabbed the iron chain that locked him. The explosion of infuriating energy and the friction of black iron disturbed the guards outside the prison. When they came in, they realized that they had been ordered by the king to come here. The guard who taught the prisoner a lesson had his head removed, and he was trembling and shouting who was coming. Before he could shout a few times, Sheng Xuanyuan raised his hand and used a fire technique to burn him alive and reduce him to charcoal.
When Su Hejin heard the news, they did not expect that Sheng Xuanyuan, who had become a prisoner, was so strong-tempered and did not believe in evil and sent several people to torture him. However, as soon as he entered the cell, Sheng Xuanyuan saw a murderer. one.
Such murderous intentions and such cultivation are really shocking and enviable.
Su Hejin stood outside the prison and looked at him with a smile, and began to think more and more about taking him as their own.
Mo Yun only heard that the three sons of the Sheng family, a famous cultivator from the five clans, had thrown themselves into the trap. Taking advantage of the good momentum on the front line, he made a special trip back to the palace to have a look, mostly because he wanted to take advantage of Sheng Xuanyuan's cultivation for himself.
Since he absorbed Qiong Yi's true energy, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, but unfortunately he is still no match for the extremely beautiful casual cultivator of the Qin family in Middle-earth. It is said that Sheng Xuanyuan's cultivation level is more advanced than Qiong Yi's. If he can absorb this prisoner's true energy, he will become the strongest person in the world and is expected to become an immortal.
After returning to the palace with his apprentice, Mo Yundu went straight to Su and Jin to discuss the matter.
Yan Tingshen remained calm and came to the prison alone in the dead of night to see Sheng Xuanyuan. He called all the guards out and looked at him through the iron bars. The bloody man was hanging by the wall with wounds everywhere and tied with iron chains. His hands and feet were already bloody.
Yan Ting sighed deeply: "You're still here."
Sheng Xuanyuan heard his voice and smiled "ha".
Yan Ting asked deeply: "You want to kill me, right?"
"The calculation is so clear, Yan Yuan!..." Sheng Xuanyuan pulled the chain forward, his eyes red: "Young Jiang Zhou has become sworn brother... I have mistakenly trusted you for so many years... It's all a scam... You killed Qiong Yi and framed me and Su Ye still dares to stand in front of me without changing his expression..."
Yan Tingshen raised the corners of his lips, full of bitterness: "Yes, I killed Qiong Yi, I killed her with my own hands..." The guilt in his eyes had not yet settled, and he turned to shudder: "How did you know she was me? Killed?"
This news has not spread at all. The five tribes of Middle-earth do not know about it, and it is impossible for Sheng Xuanyuan to know about it.
unless……
Yan Tingshen immediately realized what had happened. With his understanding of Su Hejin, it was impossible for the person who ruined her hard work to die so happily. Ask directly: "Did you meet her? Did you let her go?"
Sheng Xuanyuan knew that he had already figured it out and didn't want to answer.
Yan Ting closed her eyes tightly: Back then, his mother was cursed, so her body was gone and her soul could never be reincarnated. Now, Qiong Yi is also...
After taking a few deep breaths, he said calmly: "Sheng Xuanyuan, I know what you are thinking. If you have the ability to stir up all this, you can give it a try. I am just here to tell you that Su Hejin has taken a fancy to As for you, my master has taken a fancy to your cultivation. How you end up is entirely controlled by others. If you are really in danger alone, you are brave and reckless."
Then he said: "As for the news on the front line that you want to know, the pseudo-revisionists are powerful, and the last Lishan Pass has been lost. In the past four years, the new disciples of the five tribes have only been cannon fodder, and there are only a few who are amazing and talented. Only a few high-level monks can't last long. Even if Qiong Yi calculated that Kun Zhai would not give up and drag ten factions into trouble, those reluctant reinforcements were just a drop in the bucket. Oh, by the way, this is just the beginning of the war. More than a month.”
Sheng Xuanyuan clenched his fists.
After saying this, Yan Tingshen turned around and left. A green light suddenly appeared in Sheng Xuanyuan's hand, and the powerful zhenqi light overflowed from his blood-stained palm and blasted towards Yan Tingshen. It was blocked by the specially made cage and "boom" Shocked with sparks. Yan Tingshen looked back at him, his dark eyes stained with blood, and his murderous intent was terrifying.
Yan Tingshen said nothing and just walked away silently.
*
In the palace, Su Hejin and Mo Yun had a long argument alone.
Su Hejin wanted to have a nearly perfect puppet, so she naturally didn't want to let Sheng Xuanyuan be destroyed. What's more, she didn't want to see Mo Yun's single strength reaching the sky, threatening her control.
Mo Yundu heard about her plan and became jealous. He didn't want her to get more male favors, nor did he want his title of No. 1 in the Western Desert to be provoked by outsiders. He wanted to seize Sheng Xuanyuan's cultivation. Kill him again and there will be no further trouble.
Su Hejin's eyes narrowed and she told him to go back to the front line and stop asking about his harem.
Mo Yundu didn't want to see her show such an expression towards him, so he said softly: "Ajin, don't do this to me." He also said: "The monk named Sheng can also be regarded as your niece-in-law. Since he is a junior in age, How can I be with you and be your person?"
"Mo Yundu, do you think Gu can only use you as a man?" Su Hejin sneered, "Gu Ke has never acknowledged you."
Mo Yun gritted his teeth when he saw her reaching out and scratching his cheek with her fingertips: "Brother was always thinking about the mountains and rivers of the south of the Yangtze River before he was alive, but he couldn't see it with his own eyes. Aren't you Xin Yue Gu? Don't you want to give your heart to Gu Gu? ? You conquer the Middle Earth for Gu, Gu will give you an upright status and go hand in hand."
Mo Yundu nodded without hesitation and said, "Okay. If I help you unify China, Ajin must remember this."
She curled her lips: "Naturally."
*
When Mo Yun came back from this trip alone, he also brought back the captured monks of the five ethnic groups and many ordinary people, and took them into custody together, making them slaves and using them as coolies.
Sheng Xuanyuan, who was also a prisoner, had been in prison for a long time. Su Hejin failed to give him a warning. The men he sent died one after another, but he gave him a warning. She went to see him in prison a few more times. Sheng Xuanyuan had not eaten or drank for several days and still had the strength to struggle. She thought it was a Taoist's method of fasting grain. No matter what kind of torture he was subjected to, he always showed a posture of preferring death to surrender. If you wanted to give him a cup, you couldn't get close, and even the cage was distorted by the true energy he released.
Su Hejin held up her pointed chin, finding it really interesting.
After that, she no longer sent people to torture him, but sent beautiful women to the prison to give him medicine to treat his injuries, feed him and make him happy. Sheng Xuanyuan showed no mercy, treated everyone equally, and killed him without fail.
His struggle and resistance seemed to Su Hejin like a hedgehog, wanting to prick anyone he saw.
She thought: This kid has a strong murderous intention. It would be a waste of his blood to let him completely lose his mind and be controlled by poison.
Looking at the other prisoners held in the prison, Su Hejin had an absurd idea in his mind: hundreds of insects eat each other, and the winner becomes the poison. If human-assisted techniques are used to refine the poison, can it be made into a human-shaped poison?
After having this idea, Su Hejin came to the palace to discuss with the experienced priests and Gu masters. The priests looked through ancient books and found that such deeds were not unheard of in ancient times. Some people killed people for the purpose of refining puppets, and specially set up formations to let the slaves Those who practice secret magic will fight to determine the only winner. The one who survives is the humanoid Gu who has a deep heart and only exists for killing.
It coincides with Su Hejin's idea.
Su Hejin ordered a formation to be set up and looked for materials. She sent people to dig a huge pit in the stone mountain outside the royal city, fed all the captured prisoners into cups and threw them into the pit. They still killed each other and sacrificed their flesh and blood to the formation.
Although Sheng Xuanyuan didn't let anyone get close to her, she was no match for Su Hejin's many tricks. She used incense to stun him and asked someone to carry him out. She took out the jade bottle from her arms and used the life-borrowing technique to cultivate herself. For many years, Wang Gu, who is known as the Lord of Ten Thousand Gus, fed him the short golden worms crawled into Sheng Xuanyuan's body from his mouth. From now on, even if he was covered with bruises, as long as he killed someone in the pond, he would be fine. Capture that person's spiritual energy and turn it into cultivation.
After giving him the King Gu, Su Hejin sent someone to send him to the pond where the Human Form Gu was refined.
When Sheng Xuanyuan was thrown into a corner of the cave, he was surrounded by human corpses. He did not wake up from the turbidity, but was choked awake. When he had difficulty breathing, he only felt a pair of bloody hands pinching him. neck, trying to kill himself.
Sheng Xuanyuan couldn't see who it was, so he knocked him down with a palm, thinking that it was another person sent by Su Hejin to torture him, so he broke his neck mercilessly, but he heard a "click" sound. A weak voice: "Senior brother..."
Sheng Xuanyuan was stunned, his vision gradually became clearer, and when he looked down, he saw that the person whose head he had beheaded was actually a disciple from the outer sect of the clan. He had wounds on his face and was wearing armor. Perhaps he was still holding a sword a few days ago. He stood in front of Lishan Pass and fought to drive out Kun Zhai, but now he died in his own hands as a prisoner.
Withdrawing his hand tremblingly, Sheng Xuanyuan felt an indescribable breath pouring into his body, stinging his meridians and making his head feel dizzy. He looked around and saw that the smell of corpses piled beside him was extremely pungent and made people stop. I couldn't help but feel like retching, and there were several swaying figures standing in the darkness, like wandering ghosts or living corpses.
Where is this...
Sheng Xuanyuan scratched his heart: Why do you feel so uncomfortable...
Those figures with strange postures came towards him. Their faces were familiar, and they could even be called by their names. They were either the monks who guarded the gate together four years ago, or the disciples of their own clan. He felt as if they were suffocated. He had not yet spoken. People gathered around, stretched out their stiff arms and called him: "Third Young Master..."
"Little Lord……"
"help me……"
"Save us..."
Their outstretched hands were stained with blood or juice from their internal organs. Sheng Xuanyuan took a few steps back. Mixed in these strange words was the drive of the king Gu in his body. He knew that they had been controlled by the voodoo, but he was also under the control of the voodoo and raised his hand.
no……
Sheng Xuanyuan's palm that was about to hit them hit the ground hard, veins popped out, and a hole appeared on the ground. He couldn't do anything to these people, even if they were already like this. But these monks who were already unconscious came to kill them all, vowing to kill Sheng Xuanyuan and become nutrients for the magic vessel like many corpses on the ground.
Sheng Xuanyuan looked above his head and saw a faint light. He guessed that this must be a mountain pit somewhere. He stepped on the attacking Gu man with Qinggong and climbed up by using the convex rocks on the side of the cliff. His body was filled with new and old injuries. He suffered from a backlog of injuries and his skills were no longer as good as before. When he was about to reach the top of the hole more than ten feet high, the top of the hole was sealed by a barrier and he bounced down.
