Lin Lang walked to the front of the iron fence and saw an old man sitting inside, his whole body was skinny, and his clothes barely covered his body.

The exposed skin is covered with scars.

One eye on his face was already hollow, and half of his cheek was torn directly to the base of his ear.

His legs were bent at an unusual angle, and his arms were bobbing from side to side of his body.

The whole person is miserable to the extreme!

What kind of torture was suffered!

Lin Lang's eyelids jumped when he saw it, and John Reed and the two of them changed color in an instant.

It's hell!

It's hell on earth!

This is only sixteen floors, and there are two more floors below, what kind of torture will people suffer?

It is said that it is a peaceful era, but what happened to these people is so miserable!

Fortunately, he is a heaven-level master and has a strong vitality to survive those long years.

But because of this, they have suffered the devastation of terror, and their strong healing ability can't make them recover!

Fu Minghe's feelings are even deeper, he is an arrogant and domineering person, and he has been enjoying the feeling of being on top.

But what he saw today made him understand that the war never stopped!

Peace is only peace under the turbulent tide of darkness!

In the past, he was simply a moth, a despicable trash!

"Senior, you have suffered!"

Lin Lang was full of admiration for him, and it was precisely because of the existence of such a person in the Dragon Kingdom that he was able to achieve victory in the great war of aggression three hundred years ago!

In order to have a foothold in the Eastern Continent!

To endure such a test, not to surrender in the end, not to commit treason, to what extent is the mind hardened!

Absolutely unimaginable!

But, such a person is willing to be a slave, just for the sake of future generations!

"It's a serf card, brand your name with blood, and you can restore it!"

Lin Lang really couldn't bear it, his face was full of sadness, his right hand moved, and the junior serf card floated in front of Chen Lao.

"A card, it's so magical, but things about you can't be judged by common sense!"

Chen Lao was still a little unconvinced, and then relieved.

It's a big deal or suffer here, believe it once, what's the matter?

The shaking of his hands proves that the collarbone on his arm has been broken.

He bit his lip with difficulty, bleeding bright and energetic blood, and wrote his name on the serf card with his lips: Chen Zhaoqi.

The light flashed, and the serf card glowed with golden light, disappearing into his body.

Maybe it's because of the heaven-level master, the light is golden.

Then, in his almost ruined body, a sky-high light erupted, penetrating the entire sixteenth layer of hell and rushing to the sky.

Such a spectacle has never been seen in Manchester.

In particular, the appearance of the Palace of the Holy Cross is of great significance, and countless people have noticed.

Almost at the same time, ten kilometers away from the Palace of the Holy Cross, I suddenly remembered the earth-shattering explosion, and a huge underground labyrinth appeared there.

Countless masters from various countries, seeing the appearance of the underground palace, directly broke through the British interception net and killed it.

The labyrinth is where countless people have waited these days, and where the killing and scramble begin!

These Lin Lang didn't know, he only saw Chen Lao's body, constantly healing in the golden light.

It was as if that golden light was connected to the river of life at infinity, constantly restoring his tattered body.

John Reed and Fu Minghe, both signed contracts, but for the first time they saw changes in the light.

And the people in the iron fence on the opposite side were already dumbfounded.

Chen Lao's body that was so badly injured is really slowly recovering!

It's a miracle!

But at the price, it is a precious freedom!

It lasted for a quarter of an hour, and Chenlao's body fully recovered.

The lost eye grew again.

Arms raised as if to welcome a new student, legs up from the ground!

Morning Zhaoqi recovers!

"Ah~"

A long howl, countless desolations and pleasures in it.

The golden light fell, and a huge golden slave character was printed on his forehead, disappearing.

But then, a blood-red light rose from above his head, like a pillar of blood shining on the heavens and the earth.

Lin Lang saw the blood pillar and guessed that it was the so-called curse of the beggar gang.

Once the strength is restored, it will have a seizure!

"I can't imagine that I Chen Zhaoqi will have one day to recover! I will raze the entire temple to the ground! Blood curse, I will destroy you!"

His body has completely recovered, and his long black hair has regrown, and there is no wind to automatic.

On a standard Chinese face, the tiger's eyes are full of power and the electric light is flashing.

The muscular body, full of explosive power, almost burst the cloth strips on the body.

"Elder Chen, it's still important to save people, we've been delayed for too long! I'm worried that the people below will be slaughtered!"

Lin Lang was naturally very happy to see him recover, and the rebellion of the serf card made him a little unconvinced.

But for such a long time, no one below came up to take a look, and Lin Lang felt uneasy!

"Yes, yes, it's important to save people, and it's been a long time in vain. Let's go!"

Chen Zhaoqi restrained his momentum, calmed the anger in his heart, and replied with some self-reproach. But for Lin Lang, there is no respect at all, it seems that it is all for the beggars' descendants!

"Brothers, when I come back from purgatory, take everyone away!"

After talking to Lin Lang, he put his hands on the iron grille, and with a little force, he pulled it down and put it aside.

Walked to the passage, clenched his hands into fists, and looked around.

"Let's go, go to the next floor!"

A simple farewell, Chen Zhaoqi didn't stop anymore, and walked in front with great strides.

His perseverance and decisive character made Lin Lang very satisfied!

With a heaven-level master opening the way, the whole journey will be much smoother.

Not long after walking forward, a circular arch appeared, and a row of English appeared on it: "Seventeenth floor of hell, welcome!"

Chen Zhaoqi raised his eyebrows, waved his right hand, and a gust of wind blew, and the brand was shattered with the wind.

Lin Lang was shocked to see it in the back, this was a heaven-level master, and with a wave of his hand, iron filings scattered.

What happens when it hits people?

Entering the arch, there is a circular downward passage, the wall lamps are dim, and the atmosphere looks eerie.

It's a bit of a hell of a road!

It took me five meters to get to the next floor.

At the entrance of this floor, there are four rows of guards. The metal armor on his body, the Oriental sword in his right hand, and the round shield in his left hand, only showing a pair of eyes looking outside.

"Welcome to the seventeenth floor of Hell, this will be your endpoint! Although your ultimate goal is a bloodstained cross, I am the Terminator! The remnants of the beggar gang, I have waited too long!"

Standing behind a group of guards was a majestic man with a giant axe in both hands.

With a height of more than two meters and a simple armor on his body, he protects key parts.

The whole person looks like a tank!

"Hmph, Grand Commander, I'm here to settle accounts with you!"

When Chen Zhaoqi saw him, there was a flame in each of his eyes, burning brightly.

He thought of his deformed legs, which were smashed alive by his big axe.

This revenge can now be avenged!

"Who are you? You're not a yellow-skinned monkey out there!"

The Grand Commander heard his words, saw the anger in his eyes, and realized that his identity was wrong!

"Yellow-skinned monkey, I think you're a white-skinned bear!

Hearing the words of the Great Commander, Chen Zhaoqi was even more furious, and his right hand volleyed a big mouth and slapped it over!

The Grand Commander saw the waves on the flat ground, and knew that the other party was very powerful, and the giant axe was horizontal.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the giant axe in the hand of the Grand Commander slammed back.

His massive body struggled to retreat three steps back.

This time, he was taken aback, the ragged guy was really a heaven-level master!

There may even be a heaven-level master who is more powerful than him!

The surprised eyes stared at Chen Zhaoqi, and his face was full of fierce light.

"Who the hell are you? Kill me!"

When he was angry with Chen Zhaoqi, he ordered his samurai to go forward and kill.

In a battle of this level, they have been able to control the momentum of the outgoing. Unlike the battle of the Xuan level, it cannot be controlled, and all the yellow level can only be injured by mistake!

But Chen Zhaoqi didn't have the slightest intention of restraint, standing in front, like a mainstay.

The four teams of armored warriors who rushed were forcibly stopped, unable to advance an inch!

Immediately afterward, the metal armor on their bodies could be seen crazily concave and shrinking inward.

"Don't be presumptuous! Heaven level is not allowed to attack people below the earth level! Don't you know the agreement?"

The Grand Commander was very angry, and the forty subordinates, under the heaven-level momentum, collapsed almost instantly.

There are so many people to take care of that he can't take care of them at all.

Moreover, Westerners do not pay attention to the cultivation of internal qi, and the gap is too big in terms of momentum!

"Hmph, I didn't see any scruples from you at the time of the great invasion!

Chen Zhaoqi asked coldly, but his momentum was not at all, but it became even stronger.

"Click!"

The sound of the metal armor deforming was especially deafening in the silent passage.

The three Lin Lang standing behind him felt oppressed by the heaven-level momentum.

The feeling of not being able to speak and not being able to move my eyes is like being submerged under the deep sea, which is extremely uncomfortable.

At this moment, it feels so comfortable to see the armored warriors, who are being protected by their armor one by one, and the scene is crowded and crowded.

At the same time, he also has a bottom in his heart about Chen Zhaoqi's metamorphosis.

Even if their bodies were crushed, there were no screams, no blood spurting.

You can only see blood, flowing down the cracks in the armor, merging into a river of blood!

"You are really an old immortal who has been imprisoned, how can you recover your combat strength? We obviously suppressed it with holy water for you!"

When the Grand Commander heard his words, he understood that the evil spirits in hell had been released.

And also regained its combat effectiveness!

This is terrible news and must be reported!

"Hmph, I've been tortured by you for a hundred years, and I've become inhuman, not a ghost! Of course you won't recognize it! But today, I'm going to take revenge!"

Chen Zhaoqi's voice really seemed to come out of hell, and it was extremely terrifying.

Lin Lang, who was standing behind him, could hear the resentment and hatred in his voice, which almost condensed into substance!

But if you think about what happened to him, you can actually understand it!

His almost scrapped body, who can't take revenge on the skin and cramps in his heart!

"You...... You're Chen Zhaoqi!?"

The Great Commander's eyes turned into bull's eyes, and the giant axe in his hand was trembling!