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Chapter 723: Prison No. 3 Asking for a Monthly Ticket

"Haha, thank you, Mr. Tang." Xiao Tiezhu laughed loudly after hearing this, and drank all the tea on the table in one gulp.

"In that case, let's go to Prison No. 3." The young leader of the Dragon Group stood with his hands behind his back. With the support of this big boss, many things will be much easier to handle.

Tang Taiji nodded slightly, and his figure rose into the sky, but there was nothing under his feet, as if he had disappeared into nothingness.

Xiao Tiezhu and the leader of the Dragon Group were slightly shocked. Tang Taiji's cultivation level may have reached an unimaginable level. If things fall into place, it may not be impossible to achieve good fortune.

The state of creation relies on Qi and blood.

However, some elderly people may not be able to comprehend a more profound understanding and achieve the realm of creation. Tang Taiji's realm of understanding has reached an extremely terrifying state.

Can understand almost all kinds of martial arts.

The figures of the three people walked towards the far western region of China. In this far western region there is a mysterious place known as Prison No. 3.

Some super felons are held here.

The guardians are all strong men from the Dragon Group and the National Security Bureau.

There are thirty-six prisons in China, and the higher the ranking is, the more terrifying it is. In addition to the No. 3 prison, there are also two prisons, the No. 2 prison and the No. 1 prison.

Very few people know about these two prisons.

The prisoners were also extremely horrified.

It is rumored that some strong men who have reached the half-step Nirvana realm are also imprisoned in it. The cultivation of such beings is earth-shattering and terrifying. There are many powerful beings from the Republic of China or the Qing Dynasty.

The Tang Taiji in front of me is already one hundred thirty or forty years old.

Tang Taiji was born in the late Qing Dynasty. He saw with his own eyes the war in China at that time and the danger of genocide. This was also an important reason why Tang Taiji did not allow a conflict between Xiao Tiezhu and the young leader of the Dragon Group.

Ten minutes later, the three figures arrived at the center of a desert that was endless.

It's called the Loulan Desert.

According to legend, in ancient times, there was an ancient country in this area called Loulan Ancient Country.

But for some unknown reason, the ancient country of Loulan disappeared.

No one knows the real reason.

Hua Xia built a prison here to detain serious criminals. After inquiring about the young leader of the Dragon Group, Ran Hong was imprisoned in this prison.

"Where is the prison?" Xiao Tiezhu pointed to the desert in the distance. His clairvoyance reached its peak at this moment, and he could vaguely see a hazy sandstorm area.

"Yes, it's right there." The young leader of the Dragon Group explained: "The National Security Bureau has many, many things in its possession, such as the secret to the layout of the Eight Wastelands ** array."

"Bahuang's magical skill?" Xiao Tiezhu suddenly asked: "Does he also master this kind of magical skill?"

"No." The young leader of the Dragon Group said quietly: "This kind of magical skill cannot be obtained by having strong power. It depends on chance."

"That's right." Xiao Tiezhu looked into the void and said, "Let's go there."

Tang Taiji and the young leader of the Dragon Group nodded slightly, and the three of them walked towards the hazy area, which was filled with yellow sand everywhere.

Yellow sand is flying all over the sky.

Eight huge yellow dragons rose across the sky, intertwined together, gestating powerful power, covering an area of ​​ten miles in radius, swallowing everything.

All the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth was swallowed up completely.

Walking here makes people feel suffocated. The strong men in the martial arts realm cannot bear this kind of pressure. Even the strong men in the martial realm will feel afraid when they walk here.

In that terrifying area, even a half-step Nirvana strongman would be strangled to death if he got involved.

However, these things pose no threat to Xiao Tiezhu and the young leader of the Dragon Group.

"Here comes the leader of the dragon group!" The voice of the young leader of the dragon group resounded in the sky. At the same time, he took out a dark gold token from his waist.

The dark golden token was thrown directly into it.

"You can come in, but the two people outside can't!" A cold voice came from inside: "Qin Tian, ​​you can come in."

"Oh, can't I come in?" Tang Taiji stood with his hands behind his back, his tone was calm, and he walked directly towards the Bahuang ** formation.

He didn't know when he took out a black token in his palm.

"Tang Taiji, you can come in too." The voice said calmly: "But no one without a token is allowed to come in."

"Oh, then I have to enter it." Xiao Tiezhu stood with his hands behind his hands and said, "I'm here to take my wife back. I want to ask, what did she violate?"

Xiao Tiezhu's voice was sonorous and powerful, resounding in the sky, and a sword appeared in his hand, which was the killing sword.

The sword energy of the killing sword flew vertically and horizontally, soaring straight into the sky.

"Bold, are you provoking the majesty of the country?" A voice inside shouted coldly: "Leader of the Dragon Group, hurry up and take this person down. This person is so bold and treasonous."

"Haha, I won't take action in the Underworld Judgment, and you can't order me. You can catch him yourself." The young leader of the Dragon Group laughed loudly and said: "I will show you the token to save your face, but I won't give it to you.

To save face, I don’t have to show my token at all!”

As he spoke, the figure of the young leader of the Dragon Group walked towards the Eight Desolations ** formation and disappeared. Tang Taiji also entered with the token in hand.

"Ming Jue? Are you Ming Jue? Very good, very good. I was just looking for you, but I didn't expect you to have appeared here. I will teach you a lesson today to prevent you from being arrogant and disrespecting the strong.

"Xiao Tiezhu shouted coldly: "Come out."

"Xiao Tiezhu, you are looking for death." A terrifying voice came from the Bahuang ** formation: "Since you want to die, I will help you. Don't think that you have practiced the Bahuang ** magical skill.

If you can break the formation, then you are wrong."

"Underworld Judgment, today I will show you what true domineering means." Xiao Tiezhu said coldly: "The only thing you rely on is the Eight Desolations Formation. What can this formation do to me?"

While talking, Xiao Tiezhu's figure walked up.

His aura was rising steadily, and the forbidden technique of transforming himself into a demon broke out at this moment, and his realm climbed directly to the half-step of Nirvana.

His power is no longer inferior to Tang Taiji's.

"Broken!" Xiao Tiezhu raised his head to the sky and roared at this moment: "Not all power can be absorbed by the Eight Desolate ** array."

In addition to its own terrifying power, the Eight Desolations ** formation relies on an attribute that can swallow up all kinds of power.

If it is attacked with the Bahuang** magic skill, it will be directly absorbed and the formation will be strengthened.

Unless we find a power that can restrain the true energy of these eight desolate magic skills.

This Zhuxian Sword Qi is one of them.

Xiao Tiezhu was holding the killing sword. The killing sword burst out with terrifying light at this moment, and a sharp sword light rose up. This sword energy was frightening.

Because after Xiao Tiezhu holds the killing sword, his attack power has reached a new level.

Swing out a sword and chop everything into pieces.

"Zheng!" The sword struck the Eight Desolate ** array.

Earth-shaking power fluctuations broke out between the two, and the entire Eight Wastelands Formation was shaken.

With one sword strike, the entire formation was shaken.

"Xiao Tiezhu, you are looking for death!" Ming Shenjue's cold voice came: "You are violating the principles of the country. You can die, but don't think that you can defy heaven."

"First, you do not represent the country, and second, I have not violated the principles of the country." Xiao Tiezhu said coldly: "I want to see who can come to save you."

Xiao Tiezhu held the killing sword in his hand, and his figure walked towards the Eight Desolations ** formation. The Eight Desolations ** formation was running continuously, but it could not hide it from Xiao Tiezhu's eyes.

He has already comprehended the magical power of the Eight Desolations.

He has already understood the essence of the Eight Desolations ** Formation, and this Mingjing Jue only relies on the extremely fast operation of the Eight Desolations ** Formation to attack him.

However, Xiao Tiezhu's eyes were so vicious.

At this moment, the clairvoyance reaches an extreme state, and nothing can escape his eyes.

"Zheng, Zheng, Zheng..." Xiao Tiezhu used the forbidden technique, holding the killing sword in his hand, and his sword energy soared to the sky. He was like a peerless demon at this moment.

Every time the sword was swung, there was a sharp sword light.

Every ray of sword light is extremely terrifying, full of murderous intent.

In an instant, tens of thousands of sword rays, like a storm, hit all the gaps in the Eight Wilderness Formation.

Terrible power fluctuations exploded.

Deep in the Bahuang ** formation, the Underworld Judgment roared repeatedly and uttered all kinds of cruel words, but Xiao Tiezhu ignored what he said at all.

One sword after another struck out.

Finally, after hundreds of thousands of swords were struck, a loud explosion sounded, and the Eight Desolations Formation was shattered by Xiao Tiezhu.

After the Bahuang** formation was shattered.

The surrounding violent wind and blasting sand disappeared, and an ancient castle appeared on the ground. In the sky above the castle stood a figure with an indifferent expression.

This figure has slightly white temples, a stern face, and cold eyes, carrying a cold murderous intent.

This person is none other than Ming Du Sect's Ming Jue.

The No. 1 genius in the Hades Sect in a hundred years.

A strong man who is halfway to the realm of Nirvana.

"Xiao Tiezhu, don't blame me for being cruel." Ming Shen Jue stood with his hands behind his hands and said, "You are in doom today. Let me see who can protect you."

"Oh, what other methods have you not used?" Xiao Tiezhu said in a cold tone: "Mingjian Jue, if I were you, I would have turned around and ran away."

"Xiao Tiezhu, you underestimate our National Security Bureau too much." Another cold voice sounded, and then a man in a plain white suit walked out. The man's face was like a crown jewel, and he stared at Xiao Tiezhu with a cold expression.

The man is holding a sword, which is a dragon-patterned sword.

"A master from the Long family? What else? Even if you are here, it's not enough." Xiao Tiezhu said coldly: "Even if you have a dragon pattern sword, you are not qualified to challenge me."

"Young man, you are so arrogant." Another slight sigh sounded, and the figure of an old man walked over from the void in the distance.
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