Guarding the prison for thirty years: Exiting the land sword fairy

mess up.

Following the unexpected escape of the Holy Mother of the Netherworld, Chen Susu, everyone present fell into panic and anger.

All the arrangements and ambushes were burned in front of the Spring and Autumn Sundial.

Didn't play any role!
And the only fifth generation ancestor who has the ability to prevent all this from happening, chased after Chuanguo Yuxiu, and has not returned yet.

The first ones to react were the prison guards, who immediately swarmed after hearing Wang Hao's indomitable roar.

"Quick! Help Judge Wang suppress Patriarch Nether!" Lao Zhang reminded with a loud voice.

"Without the Holy Mother of the Nether, there is still an Ancestor of the Nether, otherwise I would not be able to explain to His Majesty!"

A word to wake up the dreamer!
hear him.

The Dragon Guards, Shence Army and Qin Tianjian immediately turned their guns, like a shark smelling blood, with green eyes, they all surrounded Patriarch Nether.

in a blink.

Thousands of people in the audience surrounded him tightly, no matter in the sky or on the streets, there were densely packed people with weapons.

Covet!

There is always someone unlucky, why can't it be Patriarch Nether?
this moment.

Patriarch Youming wanted to die already.

Face ashen!

Feeling extremely hopeless in his heart, looking at the sky and earth nets around him, his only chance of escape was also lost.

Desperately roared: "What kind of evildoer are you? You are clearly exhausted, why do you still have the strength to grab me and not let go?"

Looking down at the young jailer who was holding his arms tightly, his eyes were filled with endless aggrieved anger.

Obviously I have already used a lot of force, almost trying my best to bombard, why can't I kill the opponent.

Crying without tears!

In my heart, I had serious doubts about the [Nether Mysterious Art] that I practiced.

Could it be that after being brutally torn apart by Xue Xing who stole the Holy Gate last night, the injuries in his body have not healed, and there are still hidden diseases?
Leaving an indelible aftermath?
"Pfft~" Wang Hao spat out another mouthful of blood.

His face was pale, his eyes were dimmed, and he met his bewildered eyes, and said weakly: "I won't let you go until I arrest you..."

It gives people a feeling of inhaling less and exhaling more, and you have to burp at any time!
however.

Patriarch Youming couldn't believe this feeling even if he was beaten to death.

Half a quarter of an hour ago, the other party looked like he was dying, but now he was still strong.

Just like Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death!
He dared to believe that even if he died, the other party would live well...

Depressed.

According to common sense, for a monk like Wang Hao who was in the Physical Body Realm, relying on his physical cultivation in the Void Returning Realm, in a close combat situation, one slap is enough to kill three of them.

And it's effortless.

But things backfired!
I met some monsters every day. First, I met a little-known thief who stole the Holy Gate. In front of him, the ghost god body was useless. .

Now I met another jailer who couldn't be beaten to death, and my body and mind were tortured to the point of collapse...

despair!
How could the invincible Nether Divine Body become so unbearable?
Hitting the wall one after another made him lose his mind.

"puff!"

Spit out a mouthful of old blood.

"Take it!" General Tian Chong said viciously.

Qinglong, Suzaku and others rushed down.

The guards of the town prison secretary took out the iron chains and shackles one after another, and put them on him in a simple and rough manner. The iron chains pierced through his lute bones and sealed his cultivation.

in a blink.

Under the joint efforts of everyone, the ancestor Youming was tied into a zongzi, his body was covered with cold iron chains, and a full ten god-sealing needles were inserted into the Tianling cover, which restrained flashing and imprisoned all his escape possibilities.

See this situation.

Wang Haocai slowly let go of his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stretched his muscles as if nothing had happened.

Turning to look at Patriarch You Ming, he grinned and said, "A young one left, and an old one came."

"This deal is not a loss!"

"You..." Patriarch Nether looked shocked.

There was a coughing sound in his throat, and his pupils were full of disbelief. Seeing him safe and sound, his heart was greatly shocked.

"Thank you Judge Wang for your action, otherwise we might not be able to subdue this murderer!" Qinglong said happily.

If they can capture a heavyweight figure from the Nether Sect, then they will have an answer to Emperor Tianqi.

As long as the Fifth Patriarch can retrieve the Jade Seal of Chuanguo, the disturbance in the capital will subside...

"Wang Juan put his life on the line and suppressed Patriarch Nether regardless of his own safety. He really is a role model for us!" Lao Zhang stood in the crowd and exclaimed.

This statement came out.

All the people present showed admiration, looking at his blood-stained skirt, they were immediately in awe!

"Judge Wang is righteous!"

"It is the imperial court's blessing to have such a loyal and loyal person for the prison chief!"

Shouts of praise and compliments resounded one after another on the street.

"The salary of eating the king will relieve the worries for the king." Wang Hao said modestly.

Escorted Patriarch Youming, passing through the crowd, nodded and smiled: "This is all my job!"

Halfway there, he turned his head to look at Lao Zhang and other jailers, and said hello, "What are you still doing, escort the criminal back to the prison!"

"Oh! Good!" Lao Zhang and others reacted suddenly.

soon.

The prisoner's group returned with a full load, and disappeared in front of Sifang Gambling House with Patriarch Youming.

"Qinglong, what are we going to do next?" Commander Baihu whispered.

Looking at the backs of their departure, only the Shence Army, Qin Tianjian, and Imperial Guards were left in the field.

"Wait for the ancestor to return!" Qinglong said in a deep voice.

The voice just fell.

A streamer of light came galloping from the sky, extremely fast.

Stop the figure.

The Fifth Patriarch appeared in front of them with a gloomy face and eyes full of angry flames.

Looking around, he gritted his teeth and said, "Where's the Ghost Virgin?"

"Flee, run away!" General Tianchong hesitated.

"You are a bunch of trash!" The Fifth Patriarch shouted angrily.

With a wave of his hand, a square jade seal with restrained divine light was thrown out of his palm, hit the ground, and instantly fell apart.

Turned into a piece of slag.

Angrily roared: "I was fooled! This is a fake jade seal..."

As soon as the words came out.

The audience was shocked!

"what?"

"Is the Chuan Guo Yuxi fake?"

Everyone's expressions froze in an instant, and their eyes involuntarily showed horror and worry.

All the way to lose!

For this result, they immediately realized the seriousness of the matter...

"How could the jade seal be fake? Patriarch, you personally confirmed its authenticity!" General Tian Chong couldn't accept this result.

"That's right! Originally Judge Wang proposed to inspect the goods..." Qinglong doubted.

As soon as the words came to his lips, before he could say them, he immediately felt a murderous gaze staring at him.

Twisting his neck stiffly, meeting the fifth generation ancestor's cold eyes, he was so frightened that he immediately swallowed back the words he said next.

The atmosphere became very dignified!

"Where's Wang Haoren?" The Fifth Patriarch asked coldly.

Looking around, Wang Hao was not found in the crowd, and the nameless anger in his heart burned instantly.

"Judge Wang is escorting Patriarch Youming back to the Prison Division!" Qinglong reminded weakly.

"Patriarch Youming didn't escape?" the Fifth Patriarch said pleasantly.

There is still a glimmer of hope.