Transcending the Nine Heavens

Fighting continues in all corners of the city.

Targets are constantly being killed. The Holy King can clearly feel that the magic of the Spirit is converging towards him.

Everything's fine.

No problem!

So what's wrong with you? Is it an illusion?!

But the next moment, he frowned.

Just below, two young men in black found a target close to the intermediate strength of the saint and were fighting hard; and the true spirit was clearly invincible and would be defeated.

Each of these men on the other side has a Divine Soldier's weapon in his hand, and each of them is in the midst of a hundred wars, each with a true spirit higher than the middle level of this saint.

The target is breaking through, but the two men are desperate to stop it without hurting the killer. It's just a fight, blocking all possible escape space for the target.

Finally, the target was severely injured and the two men grabbed the man and left quickly.

The Holy King's thoughts were curious about this result. Why didn't you kill him on the spot and take him away instead? Could it have caused aftermath? Moreover, capture is obviously a lot harder than killing. It's not that hard not to be annoying.

Curiosity followed the past, but saw a well-guarded cell.

Inside, two persons are responsible for interrogation on a full-time basis.

“Say who sent you! ”

“Not to say, is it? Somebody, go to jail! ”

A chuckle: “If you don't say it, if I can't scatter your tormented souls, I can't stop you...”

Immediately, he was sentenced to death, screaming in unison...

……

It turns out so.

The Holy King frowned and the white cloud floated, instantly returning to the Nine Mixed Clouds: “It turns out that they have sensed someone behind them, grabbing Shu as the tall one to interrogate... trying to pull out the master behind the scenes. ”

“Those broken cardio techniques are just because they were tortured to death, eventually all soul flies away...”

“But you are doomed to waste your energy, and even if you let them fly a thousand times, they can't say anything, so... it's just a pity for my true spirit. Just let it go for a few days. When you see that you can't even ask what it is, it's time to stop. ”

Thus, the heart of the Holy King is wide open.

But he didn't notice that the guards in the cell had a strange look on their faces.

This is fucking weird!

I've never seen a prisoner interrogated like this in my entire life.

That's how you scream every time, 'I'm going to scatter your tortured souls'!

But after a few consecutive shouts like this, after a moment of imprisonment, no longer wait, then simply kill with a sharp sword and replace it with a new batch, or do you want to say no? If you don't, I will scatter your tormented soul! ’- then say it a few times and then kill with a clean sword...

Your sister's... what about the torture you said? Just a little torture, is it torture or not?

Shit, it's probably just a perverted homicidal maniac who doesn't know anything about torture, right? You are not torturing these people at all. You are torturing our ears...

I hear the same sentence every day… I prefer not to implement it in a specific way!

Are we all going to collapse?

At first, I thought this man came in confidently, which is a good way to orgasm the interrogation. Everyone wants to learn how to follow suit... Now it's good, the prisoners have hardly been tortured, on the contrary, we are going crazy to be tortured...

Forgive me...

… In the last half of the month, it is a good day for the Great Jonghua Grand Prix!

This day…

South of the city, suddenly there's a shock and a long wave!

The long whistle rolled up and shook the dome, and then the long air seemed to suddenly sound like a clear thunderbolt.

The whole heavens and earth also seemed to shine and twist once.

In Jonghua City, Mo Tianqi and others are all in the heart: master! Here comes the master!

This person who comes here is definitely a senior saint, possibly even at the peak level of sainthood!

A powerful man, carrying his hands, like a cloud-driven fog, came to the gate of the city and stood negatively. He said: "Black Fog Mountain, come to congratulate King Jonghua on his joyful boarding. Please excuse me. ”

A shocking look appeared on the face of the city gatekeeper.

Kurofu Mountain Kurofu Zhenjun, a native of Muyuntian, herself dominates a mountain range, is said to have reached an all-powerful level of cultivation.

There has always been no missed action against Black Haze Mountain when the Yuan Tian is there.

And this Black Mist Gentleman has always existed in legend, rumor has it that this Gentleman will only appear once in almost 10,000 years. Every time he appears, he will cause a havoc in the rivers and lakes!

I can't believe this time Jonghua King came to congratulate himself!

Jonghua the Great has a real face.

One person came and made people feel like 'a generation of heaven has such a face’... this black mist Gentleman's bull has already seen a spot!

The city goalkeeper saw the visitor as he was. Naturally, he did not dare to be lazy. He registered himself, and then let the black fog Zhenjun enter the city, accompanied by a great deal of caution.

Kurofu Zhenjun heads high and moves forward with his chest.

……

Outside the east gate, in a crowded tide, an old man with wrinkles and white hair, trembled in the crowded tide. Those who saw the scene couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat: this old man should not be accidentally crowded to death...

It's not unusual to see this one breathless bone crushed alive!

And the old man walked all the way into Jonghua City in a late twilight position with a dusky gaze. At the time of registration, he also honestly revealed his ID and wrote down a frightening name: Late Bull!

When the registrar sees this childish name, and then sees the old man in front of him, he almost laughs out on the spot.

Put the old man inside with a smile on his mouth.

When the old man entered the city, a drop of water beads blended into the sea and instantly disappeared.

The Registrar changed shifts, and a copy of the previous registration information was also submitted and replaced with a new copy.

The Register enters the gates, where more than 300 people are carefully discerning, searching, confirming, and constantly removing information about the fighters of the holy or higher ranks found, while those who choose the remainder are sealed.

People come and go, all they hear is the rush of footsteps, and the sound of flipping paper brushes, everyone is focused on their faces, and they don't even have a loud breath.

From time to time, a light maid walks in with her hands and feet, filling everyone with tea.

When it comes to adding tea, the cup is actually full, because few hundred people have time to drink it.

This time Mo Yun Tian changed places, the new Majesty boarded the kingdom, which is a big thing, and the responsibility of those who wait for themselves is a vital part of it.

Everyone is the most rigorously investigated and only those who are innocent are entitled to sit here and work. From the time of coming in until the end of King Jonghua's boarding, no one in here will ever be able to walk out.

Obviously, strict secrecy has reached an almost demanding level!

Everyone cherishes such a job. As long as we get to the end of the Grand Jubilee, we can say that we are the iron advocates of His Majesty Jong-hwa. There must be a bright future for us from the dragon today.

However, if there was a leak under that person's hand, it would be broken...

So this is going to be serious, and it's going to be 100 percent voluntary.

In the middle of a muddle, suddenly someone laughed, pointing to a name on the register Shinobu more than: “Niu Niu... Ha ha, an old man actually called such a name, really laughs at me...”

Everyone laughed at the same time, and honestly, the only pleasure in doing such a heavy job here is finding some fun from some strange names in exchange for a moment of relaxation.

The official laughed and said: "An old man... hahahaha, an old man with wrinkles is actually called a retarded cow... hahahaha... and an old man who is already 1,100,000 years old is called a retarded cow... hahahaha... eh? A?! ”

Laughter stops suddenly!

It wasn't just him, all the people who heard that just now stopped laughing at the same time, his face became uncertain, and a shock!

An old man is naturally not strange!

It is not surprising that not only Jonghua City, but every town hosts many old people every day.

As for the old man's name, though ridiculous, it's not surprising.

A name is a symbol of a person, even though it is more ridiculous and stranger.

But this 1,170,000 year old record... is truly shocking!

What kind of person can live to be 1,170,000? Only the Peak Musketeer! Just extrapolate from this age that the other person must be at least a senior saint!

Because even junior saints can't live this long!

In fact, even at the age of a seven-star guard, it's about the same size now!

The foreman stood up and said, "I said, are you sure? Is it true the record says 1.17 million? Not 117? ”

The official is already sweating: “This… yes… absolutely yes, here is his ID! ”

The foreman walked three steps and two, grabbed the data and shouted: “100,000 fire rushed this person to the commander-in-chief! ”

Immediately a ghostly guard appeared and took over the information as if it were a breeze.

Watching the back of the guard, everyone was sweating.

A few people are already pale.

Fortunately, when this arrived, it was discovered that this man was one hundred and seventeen thousand years old... or else the old man would have missed it.

This is too much!

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< Chapter 2 After the update, I started scolding the street, some people owe scolding, so I became him. >