Fantasy: My Brothers Are All Sons Of Fortune

At this time, Zhuge Yu looked at Yang Xuan who was answering the question, and a light flashed in the depths of his eyes. Although he had a serious expression on his face, his heart was full of excitement.

The recruitment of disciples this time is completely a treasure.

Lost some houses, but found three bigger Realm fighting geniuses.

If such a genius could be dug up by losing his house, he would rather tear down the entire Sect palace.

Especially this one, who is only in the middle stage of Self Union Realm, but can fight across a whole big Realm, this is definitely the best candidate for the blood child.

If you recommend it to the Sect Leader, I believe you will definitely get the Pozun Pill you want, and by that time, the breakthrough Zunjing will be just around the corner.

Of course, although the other two people beside Yang Xuan were slightly inferior compared to Yang Xuan, they were not much better than the previous Blood Sons.

It is completely comparable to the bloody man I picked up before.

In front of so many people, Zhuge Yu certainly wouldn't show his truest emotions.

Instead, he had a straight face, with a stern and selfless look on his face.

He sternly said, "Yang Xuan, are you convicted?"

"Zhuge Sect Leader, I don't understand, what crime did you commit?"

Yang Xuan respectfully cupped fist to Zhuge Yu, calm and calm.

"Hmph, arbitrarily provoking troubles, triggering battles in the imperial realm, causing heavy losses for the Sect and the sect disciples, houses collapsed, and formations shattered."

"There is no escaping the crime, and it must be severely punished!"

Immediately after Zhuge Yu scanned the crowd with his fierce eyes, he continued: "In view of the extremely bad nature of this incident, I have decided to exile the three of them to Blood Soul Prison. After three months, if they can leave alive Come out, forget about the past, if you die, it is your own fault."

Following Zhuge Yu's words, everyone in the crowd began to talk among themselves,

"What is Blood Soul Prison?"

"I'm not very clear about this, I only saw it mentioned in the newcomer manual.",

"Yes, I have seen it too, but no one knows what it is."

"It is said that it is specially used to punish Sect disciples and Elders for making mistakes"

"..."

Yang Xuan looked at the crowd, and then at Zhuge Yu, always feeling that he was telling these people on purpose.

As for the matter of conviction, Zhuge Yu didn't give him a chance to refute at all, and he just made the final result.

Does Yang Xuan want to refute? Of course you want to, but in the face of a strong man in the imperial realm, you can behave calmly and calmly, but if you really make trouble for the other party, all you need is a slap in the face.

Yang Xuan remained silent. At least for now, there is no danger to his life.

Although I don't know what the Blood Soul Prison is, I can only take one step at a time.

Zhuge Yu looked at these people and talked a lot. It was just a low growl, and in this low growl, there was also a trace of the might of a powerhouse at the peak of the imperial realm.

In an instant, the audience became silent.

"If you want to know what the Blood Soul Prison is, you can be as reckless as you want, make mistakes as much as you want, and you will have a chance to see it in the end. I can only say one thing, as far as you so-called geniuses go, there will be no one left."

Zhuge Yu paused for a moment, and continued: "That's the end of this incident. If someone makes such a big noise next time, he will be killed on the spot."

Someone secretly thought in his heart, this is the first time he made a mistake, why does it feel like there is still preferential treatment? Of course, these people can only think in their hearts. In a world where the strong are respected, the weak have no right to speak.

As soon as Zhuge Yu finished speaking, with a wave of his hand, Yang Xuan and the three of them appeared in mid-air together with Zhuge Yu.

At the next moment, after Zhuge Yu took a step, several people disappeared into the sky at the same time.

Fang Yun, who was lying on the ground, dared to stand up tremblingly after seeing the strong man in the imperial realm leave.

Up to now, I have been afraid for a while, and at the same time, I have a little pride. This time, I didn't kneel down and beg for mercy, and I even refuted the strong man in the imperial realm.

As for Chu Qingxiong and the others, looking at Yang Xuan who was taken away, a trace of worry flashed across their faces.

Gu Yingxi looked at the direction of departure, and said silently in her heart: "I hope you can come back alive, I still need your help."

In fact, she didn't know why, there seemed to be a voice in her ear, telling her repeatedly that Yang Xuan was the one who could help him.

So that's why he insisted on asking Yang Xuan for help!

...

After the three of Yang Xuan were taken away by Zhuge Yu with a wave of his hand, they came to a huge mountain that towered into the clouds and pierced into the sky.

Compared with the newcomer peaks of Yang Xuan and others, there must be at least a dozen newcomer peaks to compare with the peak they can see now.

Halfway up the mountain, there is a small platform. Looking down from the sky, the platform is inside, and there is a white jade-like portal close to the mountain.

Zhuge Yu just paused in the sky, The next moment, the four of them landed at the same time, standing on the platform I saw.

After landing on the ground, Yang Xuan finally let go of the hanging heart.

After all, he still can't fly now, if Zhuge Yu accidentally throws it down, he won't have a place to cry.

But what he couldn't understand was that Zhuge Yu seemed to be giving them a chance to survive.

You know, what's here?

The Mozong, the Mozong who enslaves people.

How could it be possible to have that kind of benevolence? Even those Ten Thousand Year families outside, or law enforcement halls of famous sects, might not do such a thing.

There is only one reason why everyone can spare a stranger, and that is profit.

In fact, Yang Xuan has always been vigilant in his heart. He always feels that things are not simple, but he doesn't know what makes him feel that it is not simple.

Since he himself was not controlled, he was not only extra cautious, but also suspicious, always feeling a little guilty.

However, seeing that Zhuge Yu really brought them to this so-called Blood Soul Prison, Yang Xuan's heart was only half relieved.

Yang Xuan looked around and found a stone tablet with a height of a person beside him. There are two lines of blood red words written on it.

"Thousand Souls Blood Fiend Prison!"

"Blood Weeping Mass Grave!"

Yang Xuan raised his head and looked at the top of the portal. Three large blood-red characters

"Blood Soul Prison!"

I don't know where this is, and what is it that greets me?

Yang Xuan thought silently, a kind of ignorance of the unknown!

While Yang Xuan was looking at the surrounding environment, his ocean-like Dantian ocean was tumbling violently at this time, with lightning flashes and thunder, and thunder bursts.

By absorbing vitality, Yang Xuan felt clearly that the surrounding air was full of strong Killing intent.

The proportion of vitality has plummeted.

At this time, Zhuge Yu took out a white jade token similar to the one on the white jade portal. Throw it out gently. It landed in a recess in the middle of the portal.

When the token entered the groove, the portal slowly rose and moved slowly towards the mountain above.