I Transmigrated As A Prison Guard And Suppressed The Princess

Jiaolong was silent, then said, Did you give this king food again this time?

You dare to eat? Xiao Ran asked.

Is there anything that this king dares not? As long as you dare to give it, this king will dare to eat. Jiaolong sneered.

Xiao Ran took out a pile of cultivation resources, threw them in front of him, and piled them up into a hill.

Gollum!

Jiaolong swallowed his saliva fiercely, and said in surprise, No matter what you do, you will be diligent, if you are a traitor or a thief.

Then do you want to eat or not? Xiao Ran asked.

Anyway, it's the fish meat on the sticky board, so why not eat it? Jiaolong opened his mouth and swallowed all the cultivation resources.

The dragon veins are a little purer, and they haven't taken that step yet.

With provocative eyes, he said proudly, This king has already eaten.

Xiao Ran took out the container and the dagger.

Jiaolong was startled, struggling violently, the iron chains tied to him vibrated with a hula la, and glared angrily: What are you going to do?

Bleeding. Xiao Ran said.

Walking to his side, Jiaolong opened his mouth to bite.

boom!

Just as his head was stretched out, Xiao Ran punched him with golden eyes.

With a swipe of the dagger, a hole was cut in his arm, and the dragon's blood flowed out, and the vessel caught it.

You'd better stay still, spill a little and I'll make holes until the bottle is full.

This king is not the loach you raised! Jiaolong's teeth rattled.

There is no free lunch in the world, how can there be a reason why light can't get in?

A two-pound bottle was filled with dragon blood in no time.

With a flick of his finger, a golden light hit his wound, which healed instantly and stopped the bleeding.

Looking at him again, his face was pale, his breath was a lot sluggish, and he looked like he was diarrhea.

Don't pretend to be dead, with your Taoism, you can recover your vitality in two or three days. Xiao Ran kicked him.

Put away the bottle, leave the cell, lock the cell door and leave.

Devil! This king swears that he will never eat your food again in the future. Jiaolong said viciously.

Back to the quiet room.

Xiao Ran took out the bottle, looked at the dragon blood inside, and drank it.

Hard to drink.

But the effect is still a little bit. Jiutian Yuling Zhichun will refine it, tempering the body, and when the effect of dragon blood disappears, the body's cultivation will be greatly improved.

It works, but the amount is too small, and we have to continue to develop it. Xiao Ran said.

the next day.

After breakfast, the prison began to work.

I don't know what the wind is blowing above, there are demons one after another, or the strong demons are taken into the sky prison.

Xiao Ran took over the task from the captain and put these people in the cell.

I was busy in the morning until it was dark, I didn't even have time to eat lunch, and it was not over until nightfall.

Have a busy day.

Although the demons imprisoned this time are not too high, they can't stand the large number.

He contributed a total of 550,000 proficiency, 20 years of martial arts cultivation, and a special martial art tortoise-breathing magic.

Add 150,000 proficiency to Turtle Breathing Spirit Art.

Property refresh.

Turtle Breath: A First Look at the Door

Effect: Passive martial arts, like a tortoise, breathing naturally, concealing aura, and cannot be broken unless it exceeds two realms of its own.

A very useful auxiliary martial arts.

The remaining 400,000 proficiencies are all blessed on Sword Intent.

The power of Sword Intent has been improved again, and the realm is still in perfect condition.

Twenty more years of martial arts cultivation, and the pure spiritual power has increased by a large margin again, and it is still seventy years away from breaking through to the next realm.

Brother Xiao, why are you here? Xiao Zhou hurried over.

What's wrong? Xiao Ran asked.

Isn't this just finished? Everyone is hungry, so I packed some meals in the cafeteria and asked me to call you over to eat together. Xiao Zhou said.

Go. Xiao Ran greeted.

Leaving the ninth floor, to the first floor lobby.

The other two waited for a long time.

Seeing Xiao Ran and the others coming, they handed over the bowls and chopsticks.

Do you know why so many demons and demons are imprisoned today?

Knowing that you are well-informed, Lao Zheng, don't give up.

Hehe! Lao Zheng smiled proudly.

He stretched his head and glanced, seeing that no one was paying attention, he said in a low voice, I heard that in the early morning tonight, the ancestor of the Blood Sword Sect and the demon master of the Rakshasa Sect will have a decisive battle in the imperial city. The big men above are angry and want to use these people to stand up.

Nonsense! The imperial city is a forbidden place for demons. Even if it is an ancestor of a faction, if he dares to run wild there, he is afraid that he will be taken down in an instant.

Believe it or not! Lao Zheng rolled his eyes.

In the early morning.

An uninvited guest came from outside the prison, with a demonic aura, and the whole body was shrouded in magic light.

Looking at the Divine Sword Guards guarding outside, with a single step, the violent demonic energy was vented and attacked on them.

bang bang bang...

Hundreds of Divine Sword Guard's men and horses were all blown away in an instant.

The Divine Sword Guard's people are no more than a little. King Hu said disdainfully.

Just about to step into the prison.

Two streams of light rushed over from the side and stood in front of him. It was the two people who were responsible for guarding the Heavenly Prison, a Purple Sword Grandmaster and a True Realm Spiritualist.

There are two who can barely fight. King Hu said.

You red-tailed fox clan, who broke into the prison without authorization, and injured our people, are you not afraid that the imperial court will send strong men to encircle and suppress them? The enchanting woman reprimanded.

Her name is Lingqing'er. According to the official position of Lingshen Division, she is a priest.

The person next to the Sword Guard, Shen Yiming, had a position equal to hers among the Sword Guards.

Emperor Sheng Wen dares to send someone to Chiyan Mountain? King Hu sarcastically.

The two of them were silent. There was an ancestor in Chiyan Mountain, who was well-versed and powerful. No one dared to step in there if they had to.

Look at each other.

Ling Qing'er reprimanded: If you step back now, it's as if this matter never happened.

It's too late! This king has already promised others, how can he break his promise? King Hu shook his head.

A more violent demonic energy rushed out of him.

Red Charming Skyfire!

With a slap of both hands, endless flames rushed out from the palms, condensed into two flaming dragons, and charged towards the two of them with fangs and claws.

Ling Qinger and Shen Yiming's expressions changed greatly, and they hurriedly used their big moves to resist.

But the gap between the cultivation bases of the two sides was too great. The two of them didn't hold on to even three breaths, and they were severely injured.

Too weak. King Hu shook his head.

Instead of taking their lives, he turned around and entered the prison.

According to the information provided by Tianmomen, the holy son they were imprisoned was in cell 88 on the ninth floor.

Once you enter the prison.

King Hu is like a land of no one, and no one of these jailers can block his place.

In a blink of an eye, he reached the ninth floor.

Looking at Xiao Ran who was sitting in the hall drinking tea, he was not afraid when he saw that he dared to look at him, and with a flick of his body, he came across from him, and said coldly, Aren't you afraid of death?

Heavenly Prison, does this allow you to break in? Xiao Ran wondered.