After arriving near the Dragon Palace, Feng Wuchen manifested a true spirit and injected it into Wei Yan's body.
He also activated the dragon scales on his chest, transforming Wei Yan into his own appearance, even his breath was the same.
"You go to Nancang City, don't worry about anything, just go on a killing spree as me. By then, the Nine Spirit Demon King will definitely be attracted to you, and you won't be able to contain him for as long as you want!"
"good!"
After the discussion, Feng Wuchen concealed his presence and lurked under the sea.
Wei Yan, who had become Feng Wuchen, headed towards Nancang City with great fanfare.
Within a moment, screams and exclamations were heard from the city, and countless little monsters rushed to flee.
Not long after, the mountains above the East China Sea were shaken. The next moment, the Nine Spirit Demon King, who had transformed into his true form, broke through the water and headed straight for Nancang City.
"You little beast! Don't try to kill my demon clan son!"
At the same time, the group of fleeing little demons rushed towards the Dragon Palace. .??.??
Feng Wuchen saw the right opportunity and followed the flow and entered the Dragon Palace!
Compared to a year ago, the appearance of the Dragon Palace today has changed drastically.
Ninety percent of the miasma that devoured spiritual energy has dissipated, and the seal in the abyss has been completely broken, with monsters everywhere.
"Lord Lingye!"
As soon as Feng Wuchen landed, a demon clan came forward to salute.
Feng Wuchen sensed for a moment that this demon clan was actually in the blood sea realm.
Just as he was stunned, the other party suddenly asked: "That human sword cultivator started to massacre the demon clan in Nancang City. I thought you..."
Feng Wuchen quickly pretended to be injured and coughed twice: "All my fellow clan members have died. It was only with a secret technique that I was lucky enough to survive from that sword cultivator!"
The blood sea realm monster clan nodded: "That's the case! Do you need me to take you to rest?"
Feng Wuchen shook his head: "A little injury, it doesn't matter. Where are the human captives now?"
The demon clan frowned: "In the dungeon, the adults asked them what they were doing?
"
Feng Wuchen said: "This is what the king wants! The human sword cultivator is extremely cunning. He asked me to take those prisoners to Nancang City and force the sword cultivator to submit."
After hearing this, the other party showed some suspicion: "But why didn't the king take them away in person just now?"
Feng Wuchen was afraid that he would make too many mistakes, so he quickly mobilized the demonic power in the dragon scales and pressed towards the opponent.
"How can you figure out the king's thoughts? Do you doubt me?"
The demon tribe was immediately frightened and quickly begged for mercy: "I don't dare... just come with me, sir!"
At this time, Feng Wuchen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
It's really difficult to play a foreign race that you don't understand at all.
His performance just now was not flawless.
Fortunately, under the suppression of strength, the demon clan in the Blood Sea Realm did not dare to ask too many questions, so they got through the test.
After a while, the two of them went down the abyss until they were thousands of feet away before landing safely.
In a certain cave under the abyss, the firelight everywhere was dim, and there were heavy soldiers guarding both sides.
Seeing Feng Wuchen, all the demons rushed to salute: "Lord Lingye!"
After all, this Lingye is a great demon in the Fish-Dragon Realm, and is of the same race as the Nine Spirit Demon King, so he encountered no obstacles along the way.
Feng Wuchen walked all the way deep into the cave, only to see that there were continuous cells on both sides of the cave.
The cells were dark and damp, exuding a rotting stench, and in each cell were dozens of barely clothed human beings.
Most of these human beings were seriously injured and dying, and several of them had extremely weak auras. Feng Wuchen had no doubt that they would die in a few moments at most.
Most of these people are civilians and low-level warriors captured from various places. They are like livestock.
Being imprisoned here by the demon clan, what awaits them will be becoming the demon clan's meal.
The further Feng Wuchen went inside, the higher the cultivation level of the prisoners held in the cell became.
The further you go inside, the more depressing the atmosphere becomes.
There are probably no less than ten thousand human beings imprisoned in the entire dungeon, but at this moment, everyone is extremely silent.
The air is filled with deep despair! Endless despair!
When he reached the end of the dungeon, he finally sensed those three familiar scents!
I saw three people being held in three separate cells.
The three of them were all imprisoned for cultivation at this moment. As a woman, Shangguan Jue was fine, with only minor skin injuries.
Cui Yuan and Duan Jinghong were obviously severely retaliated by the demon clan. There were probably thousands of scars on their bodies, large and small.
Especially Duan Jinghong, whose limbs were shackled with special barbed shackles, and his pipa bone was pierced by a black pillar. His body was covered with traces of various forms of torture. He seemed to be no longer human. He was leaning against the wall of the cell in anger.
Bian'er.
Seeing this scene, Feng Wuchen felt an inexplicable anger in his heart.
This tough-minded man in the past was tortured into this state today!
"Hehehe..."
As soon as Feng Wuchen got closer, he heard Duan Jinghong let out an extremely scary laugh.
"A bunch of rats... If Duan doesn't die today, I will kill all of you tomorrow, leaving no one behind..."
Although he was at the end of his life, Duan Jinghong still retained his arrogance. Even though he was tortured, he never bowed to the demon clan.
At this time, the jailer on the side took out his whip and whipped it at Duan Jinghong without saying a word!
"You're just a prisoner! You dare to speak harshly, you're looking for death!"
"Snapped!"
The jailer drew out his whip, but Feng Wuchen caught it with his bare hands.
"grown ups……"
Feng Wuchen glanced at the jailer coldly: "If you beat him to death and the king takes the blame, can you bear the responsibility?"
The jailer then looked frightened: "My lord, please forgive me!"
Feng Wuchen snorted coldly, split the shackles of the cell with his bare hands, squatted down gently, and personally unlocked Duan Jinghong's shackles and restraints.
"I recognize you!" At this time, Duan Jinghong suddenly opened his eyes and said angrily: "The great demon Lingye of the Jiuling Clan... I killed many of your Jiuling Clan in Nancang City that day.
I'm a bastard, your brother also died under my sword, you want revenge? Come on!"
"puff!"
After saying that, Duan Jinghong sprayed a mouthful of blood foam directly on Feng Wuchen's face.
Feng Wuchen took a deep breath, gently wiped the blood on his face, and said: "Killing you now is really too easy for you! When I use you to catch the human sword cultivator, I will naturally take your life.
!”
After saying that, Feng Wuchen stood up quickly and opened the other two cells with his bare hands.
At this time, the jailer hesitated for a moment, then came forward and said: "Sir! These three people are felons from the demon clan. If you want to take them away, it is best to inform Master Kong Xuan, who is in charge of the prison!
Otherwise, it would be against the rules..."
Feng Wuchen raised his brows, and the pressure of the Fish-Dragon Realm was released again: "Do I need to ask him when I propose someone? How about I go ask the Nine Spirit Demon King for instructions first, take his old man's handwriting, and then come back! At that time, I will
More in line with the rules!”
Under Feng Wuchen's strong pressure, the jailer didn't even dare to breathe: "Little demon doesn't dare!"
"snort!"
After snorting coldly, Feng Wuchen strengthened his pressure again.
"Extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures! If you delay the opportunity because of your clauses and allow the sword cultivator to escape, you will all lose your heads!"
As soon as he said these words, the monsters in the cell were so frightened that their legs weakened, but they no longer dared to stop Feng Wuchen.
"It's the little demon who didn't think well. Please forgive me! You can take these people away!"
Chapter completed!