"So if sir doesn't want the two sides to have a conflict, we can also find ways to stop them from fighting," said the deputy.

"Hmph, stop?"

The middle-aged man sneered.

"Why should I stop the matters in the prison as long as they do not touch the rules? Whether it is human monks or demons, we emphasize equal treatment in our ancient city. Just let him fight anyone if you want to fight."

"But both sides seem to have some background, and the little white dragon is also a demon clan in the Demon Realm..."

"What do you have to do with me?"

The middle-aged man frowned and interrupted his deputy.

"Remember, there are only rules and no identity background in the ancient city. No matter who is broken limbs or legs or even has his cultivation level disabled, they are asking for it."

"You only need to do one thing, which is to find someone who dares to pass the words of Mr. Yu to Baiwu Prison."

"I have already said that Baiwu Prison is not allowed to contact the outside world. If this person dares to do such a thing, he violates the rules of the ancient city. After being caught, he will throw it into it and let him taste the feeling of being imprisoned."

"yes!"

The deputy was silent and quickly bowed his hand to agree.

The prison guard is indeed different from others, whether it is thunder means or the maintenance and implementation of the rules of the ancient city.

No wonder many people in Linjiang Ancient City are rumored that the Prison Guard will replace the current Lord Yu in the future and become the future Lord of the ancient city.

With the character of the prison guard, it is really hard not to be valued by the ancient city formation soul.

I was speechless all night, and the next day.

Qin Cheng first went to the spiritual formation and sent all the spiritual energy needed to supply that day into the formation.

Although this process also depletes the spirit of the monks.

But Qin Cheng had just arrived for two days, and his true strength was far superior to the average Tribulation Realm, so it did not affect his status.

After Qin Cheng came out, he found that Wang Huyi, who had his limbs broken by him, was following a group of people and limping out of the spiritual formation.

The cultivator's ability to heal himself is far beyond that of an mortal, even if he is sealed with spiritual energy.

Especially Wang Huyi is still a cultivator who has experienced the disaster of physical decline and recovers faster.

But this time when the two met, Wang Huyi's expression was somewhat complicated.

Losing to Qin Cheng is embarrassing.

But because Qin Cheng beat them more than a dozen of them in one breath, even if they lost to the early stage of the Tribulation Realm, Qin Cheng was obviously not an ordinary early stage cultivator, and everyone was not in that bad mood.

But today Qincheng wants to challenge the little white dragon, which is what makes Wang Huyi confused.

On the one hand, human monks were bullied by the demon clan for a long time here.

Wang Huyi also felt angry and wanted to suppress the demon clan.

But the person who took action today tortured his Qincheng severely.

After thinking for a long time, Wang Huyi finally gritted his teeth and spoke.

"Fellow Daoist Cheng, although you and I had grudges before, I still hope that you can win today's affairs and give us human monks a sigh of relief."

"Oh? You shouldn't want the little white dragon to destroy me so that you can relieve your hatred?" Qin Cheng raised his eyebrows.

He didn't expect that this guy would cheer for himself.

"Fellow Daoist Cheng, who do you think of me?"

Wang Huyi's face suddenly turned red.

He ignored his fear of Qin Cheng and said loudly: "Although I, Wang Huyi, is not a thing, I have bullied many monks here and thought about to torture and humiliate you, but I am a human monk after all. How could I support Xiaobailong in such a thing?"

"It seems that you are hopeless."

Qin Cheng looked at Wang Huyi and could see that the other party was sincere and did not lie. He nodded.

"But you worry that it's redundant, I will win this battle."

"And you have to win."

The second sentence is what Qin Cheng said in his heart.

There is nothing to talk about between the human race and the demon race, and there is no friendship between them and the demon race in the Demon Realm Mountains.

It is not realistic to let Xiaobailong give up his position.

So if you don’t defeat the little white dragon, then it will be meaningless to waste a few days in the White Mist Prison this time.

As Qin City walked towards the area where the demon clan was located, Wang Huyi, Liu Quan, and many human monks who had been waiting around, followed Qin City and walked towards the other side.

It is like streams gathering, forming a torrent.

No one cares about the dignity, honor and disgrace of human monks here.

Therefore, no matter what everyone is thinking, they must witness this scene with their own eyes.

When Qin Cheng came to the towering ancient tree, hundreds of monks were already following him.

Under the towering ancient tree, there are also a large number of demon cultivators entrenched around the little white dragon.

The two sides had been resentful for a long time before, but this time everyone got together and looked at each other, as if they could rub the sparks.

Fortunately, the rules in Baiwu Prison are strict enough and have punished many people who do not abide by the rules.

So although both sides are very angry, they still maintain restraint and do not cause chaos.

"It's you, you want to challenge me?"

A clear voice came from under the towering ancient tree.

Then the demon clan outside were separated from both sides automatically. A young man in white slowly stood up and looked at Qin Cheng.

"Well, although your cultivation is average, your Taoist body is well tempered. No wonder you have such ambition." The little white dragon looked at Qin Cheng, his voice full of fun.

"It's a pity that you're overestimating yourself."

"The weak human monks and the powerful bodies of our demon clan have a gap that you will never understand. You can bully those trash, but you are not qualified to fight with me, Xiaobailong."

The little white dragon turned his head disdainfully and gestured at a strong man in the demon clan.

Then, the man of the demon clan who was more than three meters tall suddenly stood up.

Only then did everyone realize that he had been sitting cross-legged on the ground.

At this time, he stood up completely and stood in front of the human monks, like a hill.

"You are not qualified to attack Mr. Chilong. I can slap you into a meat paste with just one slap."

The strong man from the demon clan shouted coldly, and without saying anything, he rushed towards Qincheng.

As he ran, the ground kept trembling, just like a mountain moving.

Everyone was a little nervous.

It has to be said that in the Baiwu Prison, where such a place with dead-locking spiritual energy is indeed too advantageous.

boom!

Just as the strong man of the demon clan slapped Qin Cheng, Qin Cheng's figure suddenly disappeared and then kicked the man on the left knee.

The man let out a muffled groan, feeling the pain in his left foot, and he suddenly fell to his knees, and then Qin Cheng kicked his right knee and back one after another.

The big man screamed, and his whole body fell to the ground in an instant, raising the dust in the sky.

The scene was slightly quiet, and all the monks of the demon clan looked at the man who fell to the ground and fell into a coma in surprise.

Unexpectedly, Qin Cheng destroyed the man's legs with one move and kicked him out.

A curiosity finally flashed through the little white dragon's eyes.
Chapter completed!