Dragon King Medical Son-in-law

The Holy Heng Clan, inside the Holy Grand Temple.

Under Jiang Chen's coercion and inducement, Wu Feiyang told everything he knew.

After searching his soul, Jiang Chen confirmed that what Wu Feiyang said was true.

According to the information we have received so far, there are at least a thousand captured female souls hidden in the Holy Sacrifice Hall controlled by the Shengheng Clan alone.

The lowest level of their cultivation is at the Saint Venerable level, and the highest is Wu Feiyang, who is at the Dao Emperor level.

However, according to Wu Feiyang, behind the Shengheng Clan's Holy Sacrifice Hall, there is a place called the Holy Mountain of Refining.

No one knew how many lives were imprisoned there, but the most powerful person she knew, who was at the level of a great emperor, was also there.

Originally, the Great Emperor realm of the Taoist sect was already comparable to the Holy Emperor of the Holy Church. It was not impossible for him to resist, but the martial arts of the Holy Church had a natural restraint on Qi Ji, and even placed this powerful man at the Great Emperor realm in a mysterious formation, making it impossible for him to escape.

If one wants to truly command the countless lives captured by the Shengheng Clan, one must first rescue this powerful person at the level of the Great Emperor, only then will he have enough appeal and trust.

After listening to Wu Feiyang saying so much at once, Jiang Chen walked back and forth slowly with his hands behind his back.

"This senior in the Great Emperor Realm is called Zhan Hongying?"

“Yes.” Wu Feiyang nodded hurriedly: “He was once one of the five great war gods under the Taoist sect, and he was also the one with the highest cultivation level among us who were captured.”

Hearing this, Jiang Chen showed a meaningful expression.

There are three great war gods under the Taoist sect, why have we never heard of them?

Even if he had a telepathic connection with Zhong Ling, the information he received did not include these.

Could it be that even Dolph had all her memories of the war wiped out?

"Jiang... little brother." Wu Feiyang stared at Jiang Chen: "Whatever you plan to do, whatever you need me to do, I promise to do it without hesitation and will never regret it until I die."

After looking at Wu Feiyang, Jiang Chen held his chin and thought carefully.

He understood that with Wu Feiyang's knowledge, he could only get information about the captured creatures of the Shengheng tribe. Then what about the four major tribes of the Holy Religion? What was their situation?

Moreover, judging from the ranking, the Shengheng clan ranks only third among the five major clans. How many tricks are hidden in the Shengwu clan, which ranks first?

At this moment, Heng Yangsan's voice suddenly came from outside the light gate.

"Master, everything you need has been arranged. Can you bring it all in?"

After hearing this, Jiang Chen turned around and looked at Wu Feiyang.

"If I can save one, I will save one." Wu Feiyang knelt down hurriedly with a plop: "Little brother, please save them. They can no longer endure this kind of undignified abuse and torture."

Jiang Chen took a deep breath, raised his hand and opened the light gate.

Immediately afterwards, Hengyangsan rolled in.

Looking at his miserable and miserable appearance, Jiang Chen couldn't help but feel a surge of rage rising from his chest.

"Master, we have found everything you asked for. They are waiting outside the hall." Heng Yangsan hurriedly got up and knelt down to please.

Jiang Chen, with his hands behind his back, stared at him impatiently: "How many are there?"

Hengyang San said, "Probably, about 3,000 or so. This is already what we can..."

Snapped!

With a sudden crisp sound, Jiang Chen slapped Heng Yang San in the face, knocking him to the ground.

After a slight pause, Heng Yangsan got up again, kowtowed in fear, and shouted for mercy.

"What kind of stuff are these?" Jiang Chen shouted word by word, "You're using these to fool this leader?"

Heng Yang San was startled, and quickly raised his head to explain: "Master, these are all we have in the Shengheng clan, there is nothing better..."

Before he could finish his words, Jiang Chen reached out and grabbed him in front of him.

Facing Jiang Chen's sharp gaze, Heng Yangsan felt that his true energy was about to shatter in an instant, and he was shaking with fear.

"Really?" Jiang Chenxu narrowed his eyes: "The High Priest of the Shengheng Clan didn't lie to this leader?"

Heng Yangsan nodded hurriedly: "Master, I really..."

"Where is Zhan Hongying?" Jiang Chen suddenly interrupted him.

When Heng Yangsan heard the three words "Zhan Hongying", his face suddenly changed.

"Master, that, that was specifically asked by Deputy Master Shenghui..."

"Hmm?" Jiang Chen asked coldly, "It seems that in your eyes, this leader is not as good as Shenghui, that bastard, right?"

Heng Yang San hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands: "No, no, Master, what I mean is..."

With a click, Jiang Chen stretched out his hand and grabbed Heng Yangsan's neck.

"How dare you defy this leader?"

Hengyangsan was so frightened that his diaper was soaked, and he started gesticulating and spoke hurriedly again.

"If you want, I will take you there, but please don't get angry."

After saying so much nonsense, this is the only sentence that sounds interesting.

So Jiang Chen snorted coldly and let him go.

After coughing violently twice, Heng Yangsan hurriedly looked at Jiang Chen.

"Master, you don't know that it's not that we, the Shengheng Clan, despise you, Master. It's that the Clan leader of our Shengheng Clan has already surrendered to the Deputy Clan Leader Shenghui. Everything is under the command of the Deputy Clan Leader Shenghui, so..."

"Are you too forgetful?" Jiang Chen rolled his eyes at him unhappily, "Don't you know that your clan leader has passed away?"

"Yes, of course I know." Heng Yang San nodded hurriedly: "But Vice Leader Shenghui is still here, and the eight elders of our Shengheng clan are all his disciples. A single subordinate cannot influence the eight elders..."

"Wait, explain it clearly." Jiang Chen raised his hand and pointed at Heng Yang San: "Are the eight elders of your Shengheng clan all from Shenghui?"

"Yes." Heng Yangsan nodded hurriedly: "Not only that, in order to protect Zhan Hongying, the eight elders of our Shengheng clan did not participate in this battle in the battlefield, but took turns to guard."

“Even if I were to bring the leader over now, the eight elders might not necessarily recognize the leader.”

After hearing this, Jiang Chen suddenly laughed out of anger.

He really didn't expect that the intrigues in this holy religion would be so exciting and interesting.

The leader and the deputy leader are not of the same mind, and everything can be torn apart because of a woman.

"Young Master." At this time, Wu Feiyang suddenly said to Jiang Chen: "You are the master of a sect, why are you still afraid of a few great elders?"

"That's right." Jiang Chen turned his head and glared at Heng Yang San: "I am the leader. Now, lead the way. I must see Zhan Hongying first."

"I really want to see if this disciple of Shenghui really dares to stop this leader."

After hearing this, Heng Yangsan turned pale with fright, but he looked at Wu Feiyang strangely, then hurriedly bowed and made a gesture of invitation.

Jiang Chen hugged Wu Feiyang's slender waist, held him in his arms and hurried out of the light gate.

At this time, although Heng Yang San wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a triumphant smile.