The sudden cracking of the wine gourd shocked the Eighth Hall Master Chen Yongli, you must know that this magic weapon can even trap a fierce ghost at the level of a ghost general. But now, the soul that only pretended to be Tong Yan was broken. Could it be that the soul of this fairy tale is more powerful than that of a ghost general?

The yin qi quickly dissipated, and anyone would guess that this was a very powerful evil ghost appearing. But alas, they all guessed wrong.

I saw a wisp of red gas suddenly emerge from the crack of the wine gourd, and then turn into a human form in front of everyone.

When I looked closely, I saw that this person was wearing a red half-body armor, shirtless, with strong muscles at a glance, a delicate face expressionless, short red hair refreshing spirit, and a pair of red eyes that were terrifying.

What everyone didn't expect was that this person turned out to be ...... It turned out to be a fairy tale!

Tong Yan glanced at everyone, and then said coldly: "Open the door!" Otherwise, you'll all have to die! ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.

Oh my God, is this still a fairy tale? You must know that he has always been smiling and welcoming in the past, gentle and elegant, and he has never seen him blush. But now, just one look at him actually makes people feel chills in their hearts and send chills down their spines. This...... What the hell is going on? How did Tong Yan become what it is now?

Yan Qi swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then pretended to be calm: "Tong ...... Tong Yan, you are no longer the young master of the trick door. Right now...... No one will listen to you anymore. Come...... Come on, catch him, as long as you can catch him, the old master will definitely be rewarded! He's just a ghost, ...... at all"

Before he finished speaking, Tong Yan had already flashed in front of him and grabbed his neck directly.

Only a "click" sound was heard, and then, everyone was shocked on the spot.

That Yan Qi's neck turned out to be ...... was twisted off by Tong Yan like this. It's a pity that this Yan Qi didn't even have time to let out the last wail, so he died directly in Huangquan.

This is not the end, the ghost of Yan Qi, who was tragically strangled, was about to leave his body and flee from this place, but he never thought that he would be grabbed by Tong Yan again.

Under the frightened gaze of everyone, Tong Yan slowly opened his mouth, and then ate Yan Qi's ghost one by one......

After eating up Yan Qi's ghost, Tong Yan threw his body directly to the ground, and then said viciously: "Don't you open the door yet?" Do you want to die too? ”

Hearing this, the guards couldn't bear it anymore, and all of them knelt on the ground.

"The young master spares his life, the young master spares his life...... We are just acting on orders, and we will never dare to disobey the order of the young master, please spare us this time! ”

"Young master, we will open the door for you, as long as you don't kill us, let us do anything, we are willing!"

"Please ask the young master to be merciful, please spare us!"

……

Tong Yan looked at them coldly, and then repeated again: "Open the door!" Open the door for me now! ”

The guard with the key on his waist dared to delay, and immediately rushed to the cell door, took out the key tremblingly, and finally opened the cell door.

Seeing this, Tong Yan ignored them and floated directly into the dungeon.

He had just entered the dungeon, and Chen Yongli, the master of the Eighth Hall, who had been pretending to be calm, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then reached out to wipe the cold sweat that couldn't help but break out on his forehead.

At this moment, the fairy tale is too terrifying, like a demon crawling out of hell, which makes people feel afraid. But what happened to Tong Yan? How could he become a different person after just a while?

Chen Yongli looked down at the broken wine gourd and shook his head helplessly.

The guards kneeling on the ground were all frightened at this moment, and when Tong Yan left, they struggled to get up and were about to flee from this place.

Seeing this, Chen Yongli immediately said loudly: "You are just subordinates, it is best not to get involved in the affairs between the young master and the old master." If I know which of you is going to inform, this Yan Qi will be your fate. Do you understand? ”

When the guards heard this, they hurriedly agreed. Tong Yan killed a master like Yan Qi in seconds just now, his strength is so strong, it is conceivable that if he wants to live for a long time, the best way is to pretend that he didn't see anything. Because no one knows who will end up in this game between master and apprentice.

If Tong Yan only had a 10% chance of winning before, then now I am afraid that there is at least 50%. How smart Chen Yongli, the master of the Eighth Hall, was, he had already seen this, so he decided to help Tong Yan remove obstacles.

As soon as Tong Yan entered the dungeon, he rushed straight to the ten-sentence prison where felons were held. Qing Ming and he are brothers who have died, and the old master will naturally not spare Qing Ming lightly. And the Ten Punishment Prison is the most punishable cell in the dungeon of the Trick Gate, so Tong Yan can be sure that Qing Ming is there.

With a loud "bang", the door of the Ten Punishment Prison was kicked open by Tong Yan. He raised his eyes to look inside, and at a glance he saw the green shadow being lifted.

At this moment, Qing Ming was covered in blood, and the wound had begun to rot. If he were an ordinary person, I am afraid that he would have lost his life a long time ago, but he has survived so hard until now.

Seeing the unreformed Qing Ming who was tortured by the Ten Punishments of the Trick Gate, Tong Yan's heart was dripping blood. Qing Ming is the best brother in his life, but now, he has suffered this catastrophe because of himself.

Self-blame and guilt welled up in his heart, and Tong Yan immediately flew over regardless of it.

"Brother Qing, I'm here! Wake up, wake up! I'm Tong Yan, I'm your best brother! Hurry up and open your eyes and look at me, hurry up and open your eyes! I'm here, we can get out of this dark place, we're free. Green Brother ...... Brother ......"

Tong Yan shouted loudly, trying to wake up the unconscious Qing Ming, but he failed. The dying Qing Ming had long since heard any sound, and if it weren't for the last faith in his heart that supported him, maybe he would have died a long time ago. And the only belief that has supported him to live until now is to see his best brother Tong Yan one last time.

Looking at Qing Ming, who closed his eyes tightly, Tong Yan gradually calmed down. He must hurry up and take Qing Ming out to heal well, if it's too late, I'm afraid it's really too late.

If you want to save Qing Ming, you must pull out the bone meridian nails embedded in his body one by one, and in this way, it means that Qing Ming will suffer the pain of death and life again, but Tong Yan knows that he has no choice.

He flew behind Qing Ming, grabbed the bone piercing meridian nails tied to the chains, and pulled them out one by one, blood spurted out along the blood groove on the bone meridian nails, but Qing Ming didn't even have the strength to moan.

Tong Yan gritted his teeth, endured the grief in his heart, and finally pulled out all the four meridian nails.

And at this moment, unexpectedly, a large group of guards of the treacherous gate suddenly rushed in. And the person who was the leader turned out to be the head of the ten elders who stayed behind to guard the strange gate.

Tong Yan glanced at the person who came, then put Qing Ming behind him, and then said fiercely: "Brother Qing, let's go home!" Whoever dares to stop me, I will let whoever ashes - fly - smoke - extinguish! ”