Don't mess with him, his three beautiful masters are too cruel

Wronged!

Wrong!

But there is no way to vent!

Seeing that the masters also treated her coldly, Yan Qingxue felt as if her heart was stabbed by a knife.

She couldn't help crying loudly.

She felt like she had a very bad day, being bullied everywhere, as if the sky was falling.

But she secretly made up her mind that one day she would get back the face she lost today.

Skyshadow Pavilion dungeon.

The dungeon area is quite large.

And it's very dark.

It was so dark that many corners were completely dark.

There was only a ray of light shining in from a small window.

This allowed Chu Lingxiao to see the entire dirty dungeon.

Moreover, a strong smell of dampness soon hit me in the face.

As the moisture attached to his body, Chu Lingxiao felt extremely cold all over.

It's like a layer of frost clinging to the body.

If he had not taken the Fire Control Pill, the dampness would have quickly invaded his body and damaged his meridians.

"Why is it so humid here?"

Chu Lingxiao wondered.

Su Liche said: "Because although Ding Long was captured by the black-robed man, he was also imprisoned here through secret methods.

But he was a martial immortal before!

So he used his remaining strength to cultivate the moisture here into energy that he could mobilize.

I have to say, he is a genius!

Others will be severely injured if the damp air here invades their bodies!"

Chu Lingxiao nodded deeply.

Being able to cultivate moisture into energy that he can control, it seems that Ding Long is very strong.

But he was puzzled and asked: "Why did they say that Ding Long was a martial immortal before? Isn't he one now?"

Su Liche said: "Yes, he was a martial immortal before!"

"Then why not now? Was it because of the attack by the black-robed man that his cultivation level was lowered?"

Chu Lingxiao asked.

Su Liche shook his head and said, "That's not the case. According to what he said later, his cultivation level inexplicably dropped below the level of Martial Immortal.

Not only him, we have discovered over the years that there are no martial immortals in the Three Realms!

The previous Martial Immortals either disappeared or, like Ding Long, their cultivation suddenly dropped from Martial Immortal to Nine-Star Martial Lord.

But even if he falls to Martial Honor, his strength is still infinitely close to Martial Immortal."

Hearing this, Chu Lingxiao thought of Tai Tian Zun.

Tai Tian Bai Zun is a Nine-Star Martial Lord, whose strength is infinitely close to that of a Martial Immortal.

But he just couldn’t break through to the level of Wuxian.

The previous Martial Immortal disappeared, and the current super strong men cannot be promoted to Martial Immortal.

This matter is really unbelievable.

But Chu Lingxiao didn't think any more about it. After all, he was about to face Ding Long, and now was not the time to think about these things.

After the three masters walked down the long stairs, Chu Lingxiao arrived in front of the only cell in the dungeon.

The walls of the cell are made of black iron.

There was only a small window looking inside.

But Chu Lingxiao believed that even if the cell was made of black iron, it would be impossible to lock up a strong man whose strength was infinitely close to that of a martial immortal.

Seeing the scene in the cell through the small window, Chu Lingxiao understood everything.

Inside the cell.

A tall and extremely burly man was lying on the ground.

There was a black sword on his back, piercing his back like a huge nail, nailing him to the ground!

The sword was extremely black, but it revealed the power of a seal.

Obviously, this long sword not only fixed Ding Long to the ground, but the sealing power on it also made Ding Long unable to move.

Su Liche said: "This is Ding Long!

The sword behind him is our master's sword!

He trapped Ding Long in this dungeon with one sword.

And Ding Long has been lying here for twenty years!"

"Three stinking bitches!

Wait until I find a way to break this seal!

The first people I will kill when I get out are you!"

Ding Long sensed that there was someone outside the cell. He raised his head with long hair draped over his shoulders, revealing a dirty, old face with a long beard, and shouted loudly.

He tried hard for twenty years but failed to break the seal.

So he knew he couldn't escape from here at all.

The reason why he cursed was simply to vent his dissatisfaction.

Chu Lingxiao frowned, turned to Su Liche and asked, "Why didn't the black-robed man kill Ding Long directly after he captured him?"

Su Liche said: "Master has ordered that we keep a close eye on this man and not let him die.

One day, when the time is right, we will bring this man to you."

"It was arranged by the man in black robe again!"

Chu Lingxiao was unhappy. He really wanted to know the identity of this man in black robe.

But the three masters didn't know his identity either, which made him feel frustrated that he wanted to investigate the man in black very much, but didn't know where to start.

Su Liche said coldly to Ding Long inside: "Someone wants to see you!"

Ding Long snorted coldly: "I won't see anyone!"

Su Liche said: "He is Zi'er's son!"

"Zi'er's son?"

Ding Long's pupils shrank, his whole body trembled, and he said, "The son of Futu Palace Master Zi'er?"

Su Liche said: "Yes."

Ding Long was silent for a few seconds and said, "See you!"

Boom!

With a wave of Su Liche's hand, a trace of spiritual power opened the prison door weighing a thousand pounds.

Inside the cell, Ding Long's limbs were tied up with chains as thick as his arms, and a black sword pierced through his back and stuck into the ground.

The place where the black sword pierced was exactly Ding Long's fatal point.

But the position was slightly off, which saved Ding Long's life, but left him in excruciating pain.

It seemed that the man in black robe did it on purpose, making Ding Long live in the abyss of pain every day.

Ding Long was tortured by this black sword for twenty years, which made him extremely depressed.

Raising his paper-pale face and looking at Chu Lingxiao, Ding Long's eyes were filled with surprise.

He didn't expect to see Zi'er's son in this dark and damp dungeon.

boom!

Ding Long's whole body trembled suddenly, and immediately a sharp force condensed from the moisture shot towards Chu Lingxiao like a sharp arrow!

Snapped!

Bai Zhiqing stepped forward and shattered the dampness with one palm, and angrily said to Ding Long: "Ding Long, you are already a prisoner. If you dare to do anything wrong again, I will beat you into a pulp with one palm!"

Ding Long sneered: "Kill me! If you wanted to kill me, you would have killed me long ago!"

Bai Zhiqing snorted coldly: "The purpose of sparing your life is to let you meet Zi'er's descendants.

Now that he has come, there is no point in your living!"

What Bai Zhiqing said was true; their master, the man in black robe, did say these words.

Ding Long can live to see Chu Lingxiao.

Ding Long's face turned even paler. He knew Bai Zhiqing was not talking nonsense.

He frowned as he looked at Bai Zhiqing and the other two and said, "What is your purpose in letting me live to see Zi'er's descendants?"

Bai Zhiqing shook her head and said, "The reason we spared your life is so that you can meet Ling Xiao, but if Ling Xiao wants to know what you want to know, then it's up to him."

After saying that, Bai Zhiqing turned her gaze to Chu Lingxiao.

Chu Lingxiao nodded slightly, took a step forward, and looked at Ding Long coldly.

Ding Long also looked at Chu Lingxiao, his old face was solemn, and only smiled after a few seconds: "He is indeed Zi'er's son, with the same domineering look in his eyes as Zi'er!"

He paused and said, "Since you are here, you must have some questions for me, right?"

Chu Lingxiao nodded.

But Ding Long shook his head and said, "I won't say anything!

You can torture me in any way you want!

But I won't say anything!

I have been tortured by this black sword for twenty years, and all I want is death!"

Ding Long knew very well that if he was not tortured to death by Chu Lingxiao today, he would be beaten to death by Bai Zhiqing with one punch.

Instead of doing this, I might as well just ask for death!