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Bai Yu and the others don't know what's going on with Gu Tai and Li Cheng at the moment.

After being imprisoned in the dungeon for two days, the tauren Tongshun was taken away by the wingmen.

It was said that he would be sentenced and then sent to the Supreme Realm to be imprisoned to suffer punishment.

A powerful demon cultivator in the spirit transformation realm became like a useless person after being nailed with the soul-locking nail.

Let the winged men wearing golden armor and holding silver guns be carried away.

"Brother, we are destined to meet again!"

These were the last words the tauren Tongshun said to Bai Yu.

However, to Bai Yu's ears, this was no less than a curse.

This guy has committed a lot more crimes than he does, and he will definitely be sentenced to a deeper level of punishment.

Doesn’t meeting him mean being on the same floor as him?

Bai Yu was grateful for this.

Watching Tongshun being dragged away with a smile, he thought that this meeting would be a farewell in the end.

"According to my understanding, the crime of trying to rob the immortals should not be serious. You should be sentenced to the first to third floors, and you can be released in about three to five years."

Gong Shu's original words were still echoing in Bai Yu's ears.

The word "should" made Bai Yu very concerned.

Such a general term contained many variables, which made Bai Yu very nervous.

He is only capable of forming pills, and his body cannot withstand too much hardship.

Thinking about it, Bai Yu walked to the corner as usual and began to pray to the non-existent Sword Immortal.

"Master Sword Immortal, I am in jail and cannot burn incense and worship for you. Please forgive me!

Please also ask Master Sword Immortal to bless you all the best and safety here! "

When he was put into the cell, everything on Bai Yu's body was taken away.

Naturally, this includes the shrine he made for the Qinglian Sword Immortal.

But even so, Bai Yu still insists on praying to Sword Immortal Xukong for blessings every day.

Three days passed quietly like this.

"clang!"

Bai Yu, who was lying on the ground and sleeping soundly, was awakened by the sudden sound of the door opening.

Looking up, he saw two winged monks walking in with unkind expressions on their faces.

"Bai Yu, right? Get up quickly and come with us!"

Seeing Bai Yu lying on the ground looking stupid, a winged man kicked him directly on the waist, causing Bai Yu to take a breath of cold air in pain.

Before Bai Yu could say anything, another wingman grabbed the chain on his body and dragged him out of the cell like a dead dog.

Seeing how rude they were, Bai Yu ignored the pain on his body, stood up directly, and followed the other party obediently.

After walking out of the cell, Bai Yu discovered that a series of cultivators from all races had lined up outside, and it seemed that they were all going to be brought to the sentencing court for trial.

Consciously standing behind the team, Bai Yu looked all the way but never saw Fei Yu, and couldn't help but feel a little worried.

But at the moment, he couldn't protect himself, so he could only pray in his heart that Feiyu would be safe.

Those wingmen have a roster in their hands, and it seems that they arrest people based on this.

Bai Yu was looking up and around when suddenly he smelled a faint fragrance.

It was very familiar, he could guarantee that he had smelled it before.

He looked back at the people in line behind him.

The aroma is emitted when the other party comes over.

Just when he turned around, Bai Yu suddenly remembered the source of the fragrance.

Isn't it chaos?

At this time, he turned around and met the eyes of the man behind him.

He was wearing a prison uniform, and his eyes were covered with many terrifying blood lines, which looked like a pair of blood pupils.

He has half black and half red hair, and a handsome face, even a bit evil.

“Gee, it looks like you know me.

It's so nice to meet people I know here. "

Seeing the surprise in Bai Yu's eyes, the young man chuckled softly.

When Bai Yu heard what the other party said, his heart suddenly thumped.

Done!

How come I can meet people from the Immortality Sect here?

And he was so good that he even made the other party notice him.

"No...no, I...this is our first time...meeting, right?"

At this point, Bai Yu had no choice but to pretend to be dumbfounded.

Although it was a bit ugly, I had no choice but to pretend like this.

"What are you two talking about quietly? Don't you want tongues anymore!"

At this time, a wing man noticed Bai Yu's side, immediately shouted loudly, and violently twitched the soul-beating whip in his hand.

If you dare to make any small moves again, I believe the other party will whip you hard.

When Bai Yu saw this, he immediately turned his head, assuming that what he just saw was an illusion.

The man behind him did not continue to speak.

It was as if he was frightened by the winged man's actions.

But there is no doubt that the vague aroma coming from the back is the smell of chaotic meat.

At any rate, Bai Yu had also stayed in Dongtu for a while and had seen the fate of monks who ate chaos meat.

This aroma is the smell that can only be emitted by cultivators who have eaten chaos meat.

Unexpectedly, Taoyao's matter has not progressed yet.

He bumped into someone from the Changsheng Cult first.

No one has this luck.

Before Bai Yu could think about anything, the group of prisoners began to walk out of the dungeon at the call of Yi Ren.

Soon, this team of nearly a hundred people came outside.

In a row of ten people, they boarded the fairy boat prepared outside and flew towards the city in the clouds above the island.

It was a golden city made of gold.

Under the countless stars in the sky, it emits a dazzling light.

People like gold to a morbid degree.

Just take a look at their golden armor, their golden masks, and the many gold ornaments on their bodies. They are like walking gold mines.

However, cultivators have no interest in these yellow and white things at all.

gold?

They are really unfamiliar.

Spiritual stones are what they like best.

Looking at this majestic and huge golden city from a distance, Bai Yu suddenly thought how spectacular it would be if so much gold was used to establish such a godly position for the Sword Immortal?

It will definitely be interesting to see.

Thinking about the messy things, these fairy boats quickly arrived in front of the huge gate of the Golden City.

Under Yi Ren's yelling, he got off the immortal boat and walked on the jade path paved with chalcedony, walking slowly towards the sentencing court in the city.

The further he walked into the city, the more pressure Bai Yu felt.

It was as if something was sitting on his shoulders, making his body become heavier and heavier.

In addition to him, other prisoners also felt this way, and their movements became much slower.

However, the wingmen around them did not show any signs of it, and their expressions were still very relaxed.

It seems that there is some formation in the city specifically designed to target prisoners like them who enter the city.

Enduring the increasingly heavy feeling on his body, Bai Yu and his party arrived in front of a magnificent palace in the city.

Looking up, I saw the words "Sentencing Court" written on the vertical plaque on the door of the palace.

There were three desks placed in the hall, and behind the middle desk sat a man wearing a Feiyun robe, a jade crown, and a gold mask covering his face.

Behind the desks on the other two sides, there were also two figures sitting.

On the left is a winged man with two wings, and on the right is a human monk.

They both wore golden masks, with anger, sadness, sadness and joy on them.

Looks very weird.

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