“No, let’s go to the Heavenly Prison first!” The white-haired old man turned slightly pale and said in a low voice.

When Bai Kuan heard this, a surprised look appeared on his face, and he said: “Does the Great Elder still think that the Sixth Prince can break through to the Heavenly Prison, you must know that it is not ordinary!” ”

“I know, but just in case, some things still need to be investigated, you say?” The white-haired old man said in a deep voice.

Seeing that the three elders were so persistent, Bai Kuang no longer objected, after all, the other party was not only stronger than himself, but also his own elder.

“In that case, then I’ll go with the three elders!”

When the white-haired old man heard this, a slightly satisfied look appeared on his face.

As he grew older, the Third Elder also knew that if he didn’t make much breakthrough, he would definitely not be able to go further.

Therefore, over the years, the three elders did not deliberately cultivate, but began to enjoy it, and the most important thing was face.

Now don’t look at Bai Kuang, he is already in his forties, only ninety-one level soul master, but when he was forty years old, he was only in his eighties.

From this point of view, Bai Kuang’s talent is actually far beyond his own.

In time, surpassing oneself is inevitable.

Now that he could see that the other party was so respectful to him, the Third Elder’s heart was naturally satisfied, and his face was full of smiles.

…………………………………….

Nine layers of the Heavenly Prison!

A tall man covered in dirt and scars was nailed to an iron pillar by a five-flower tying.

Several special daggers were also inserted into its burly body, which seemed to seal all its soul power.

The man’s long black hair was casually draped on his body, but he was very embarrassed now, but judging from the torn clothes on his body, this person’s status was not low.

The ninth layer of the Heavenly Dungeon is the place used by the White Tiger Empire to imprison a purple-gold level soul master, and this man can be locked up here, which proves that the man has reached the level of a ninth-level soul master.

You must know that the ninth-level soul master is already the peak of the continent, and it is more than enough to be able to dominate one side.

But now that he is locked up here, it also shows how strong the White Tiger Empire is.

Suddenly, the lifeless man’s ears trembled slightly, but he raised his head, and a pair of turquoise eyes looked very strange in the dark cell-

Boom! Boom! Boom! Click! -.. A neat sound of footsteps sounded in the gloom, giving people a unique feeling.

Suddenly, the footsteps stopped abruptly, and a short figure appeared in the cell, with a pair of cold heavy pupils, exuding a strange light.

“You, who is it?”

The black-haired man suddenly noticed the heavy pupils in Mu Liuren’s eyes, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes, and asked, “Little ghost of the Bai clan, what are you doing here?” ”

Mu Liuren looked at the tall man in front of him, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

“You, from the Xuanwu Empire?” Mururien looked at the man in front of him and asked in a low voice.

“Huh?”

The black-haired man looked at Mu Liuren, his eyes were indifferent, and he roared: “Little ghost, answer me, what are you doing?” ”

“I’ll kill you!” Mu Liuren said calmly.

When the black-haired man heard this, he was stunned, and after a long time, he let out a maniacal laugh and asked, “Little ghost, you said you want to kill me?” ”

“Why, you don’t believe it?” Mu Liuren raised his eyebrows slightly and chuckled.

The black-haired man listened to the laughter of the Mu Liuren, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, and he said love: “Little ghost, even if my soul power has been sealed, but my Xuanwu clan, not only is the martial soul good at defense, but the defense power of our body is equally strong!” ”

“Just you little ghost, even if you give you a weapon, you can’t kill me!”

“Really?”

Mu Liuren didn’t care about the other party’s ridicule, but asked with great interest: “You are going to die anyway, it doesn’t matter if you believe it or not!” However, I’m curious, why were you caught by the White Tiger Empire as a ninth-level soul master? ”

“And since he caught you, why not kill you and keep you instead?”

“Huh? Little ghost, are you humiliating me? The black-haired man had always thought that Muluri was the person sent by Bai Zeyu to test him, and what Muluri had just said was really humiliating to him by his people.

“Humiliate you?” Mu Liuren chuckled and said, “As a prisoner of the steps, what qualifications do you have to be humiliated by me? ”

“Forget it, there is not enough time, send you on your way, as for why you were caught by those people and not killed, I have no interest!”

After speaking, a layer of turquoise light shrouded Mu Liuren’s body, and a huge and incomparable fox appeared behind him.

“Huh? You don’t have a White Tiger Martial Soul! When the black-haired man saw the martial soul of the Mu Liuren, he was first stunned, and then laughed.

“Hehe, I really didn’t think of it! The White Tiger clan actually appeared another Dugu Aotian, which is really interesting, really interesting! Haha…”

A presumptuous smile appeared on the black-haired man’s face, and his loud voice kept echoing in the closed heavenly prison. _

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