Chapter 883: Prison Tyrant
Su Tang squinted his eyes and looked at the sky, all the boxes that fell had their masters, and the cultivators who surrounded him, bypassing the rest of the people, came straight to him, it was already obvious that they saw that he was a bully, and the other boxes, they didn't dare to move.
Su Tang closed the box, looked at it very seriously for a moment, and then asked, "What you said is yours is yours?"
"Boy, you're just looking for trouble, aren't you?" the old man's eyes flashed with a fierce light.
"Wait, wait......" On the other side, a cultivator with a pockmarked face walked out of the crowd, and he looked at Su Tang: "Your Excellency just came, it shouldn't be clear, right? Those dog offals will only distribute food once a month, twenty boxes each time, how to distribute it has a fixed number, hehehe...... Everyone has been working hard for a month, and finally survived to this day, and your Excellency just came in, so you took our things, isn't it too much?"
"Go find someone else. Su Tang smiled, he didn't care about any rules, in fact, before coming in, he had already made corresponding preparations, and Zhenmiao Xingjun also said that he must be powerful among the prisoners, at least let others not dare to provoke you, otherwise, life will become very difficult.
"Kill him for me!" Lao Tzu fought out and got those three whips!" The old man on the other side suddenly roared.
As soon as the old man's words fell, the surrounding cultivators were already swarming towards Su Tang, but every cultivator had iron bracelets on their wrists, and some even wore anklets, the spiritual veins had been sealed, and the spiritual treasures had already been taken away, and their fighting methods had become very primitive, and they did not have any power.
The first to pounce was a big man in rags with a long beard, his fists spread, and a strong qi shot towards Su Tang.
This kind of combat power is only equivalent to the great venerable cultivator in the secular world, not only is the power poor, but the speed is also slow, Su Tang opened the box, put all the pills in it in his side pocket, then picked up the wine jug, bit the spout with his teeth, and then raised his right hand and patted the fist power released by the big man.
Bang...... The fist was scattered by Su Tang, and the next moment, Su Tang had already grabbed the big man's fist, and with a gentle tug, the big man couldn't help but bump into Su Tang, and then, Su Tang raised his foot and kicked the strong man's waist heavily, and then picked it up and threw the big man into the sea of fire.
The other cultivators also approached, and one after another strong currents tore through the air and surged towards Su Tang, who immediately released the Demon Wings, and his body suddenly pulled up and swept into the air.
"He's the Demon Lord......" someone exclaimed.
In the world where the spiritual veins are sealed, whoever is strong in the flesh is a well-deserved king, and the cultivators of the demon and demon races are generally much more powerful than the human race.
Su Tang spread the demon wings again, and his body swooped down on the old man like lightning, the old man was shocked, waved his fist hard, and continued to meet Su Tang one after another, Su Tang released the body protection divine thought, and used his body to easily take the next fist, and when he was less than ten meters away from the old man, the demon wings behind him suddenly retracted, and then opened with all his strength, and his body rotated around at the same time.
Rumble...... The old man was struck by the Demon Wings, and his body fell into the spurt like a cannonball, and he was crashing into the raging sea of fire, splashing a cloud of sparks that bloomed like fireworks.
The old man's body was completely engulfed in the flames, but he tried to poke his head out again, wailing desperately, and his faint divine thoughts were also working with all his strength to protect his body from being injured by the molten fire.
Su Tang pounced again and kicked at the old man's face.
The old man's body was stuck in the flames, and he couldn't move at all, so he could only cross his arms in front of him.
Su Tang's feet were so strong that the old man's arms slammed back and hit his cheeks, and his body was pulled out of the sea of fire by that kind of power, rolled in the air more than a dozen times, flew more than thirty meters away, and fell into the sea of fire again.
After Su Tang released the Demon Wings, the other cultivators didn't dare to move, the wings of the Demon Lords were not ornaments, they were extremely powerful, the broken gold and cracked stones were not a problem, at least equal to half a spiritual treasure, they were bare-handed, and they couldn't run the spiritual veins with all their might, how could they compete with the spiritual treasure?
What's more, the last overlord in this prison was a demon lord, who drove six wings to fight all over the sea of fire without an opponent, and finally couldn't be tortured, only to be surrounded and killed by everyone, at that time they also cheered for this, and now there is another demon lord, which makes them tremble and uneasy, where does anyone dare to touch the mold.
When the old man struggled to poke his head out of the fire again, his face was covered with burns, and he had been hit hard one after another, which had made his body protection spirit unable to continue.
Su Tang threw himself down from mid-air, his toes were on the old man's heavenly spirit cover, the old man could barely poke out his head, he was already doing his best, he only let out a half-wail, and his head was stepped on.
Su Tang floated slowly, and the old man was completely silent, and only the burning flames remained where he sank.
After waiting for a while, seeing that the old man never showed his head, Su Tang understood that the old man was dead, he craned his neck, and the wine flowed down his throat from the spout.
Drinking the wine in the jug cleanly, Su Tang spit out the jug, slowly exhaled, and then he took out the porcelain bottles, no matter what kind of elixir they contained, he poured all the bottles into his mouth.
"Run, the Patrol is coming!" one of the cultivators exclaimed.
As soon as the words fell, those cultivators had already scattered and fled in all directions, as if there was a terrifying plague here in Sutang.
A ray of light sprinkled from above, and a middle-aged man in his thirties stepped out of the light and shadow, he stared at Su Tang coldly, and the corners of his mouth showed a cruel smile: "Just come in, you dare to cause trouble, you are really arrogant to the extreme!"
"You can't blame me for this......" Su Tang said, but before he finished his words, the middle-aged man had already waved his wrist, and in the sharp explosion, a whip shadow rolled down sharply, rolling towards Su Tang.
Although Su Tang was also sealed with a spiritual vein, he had a demon costume, he had three burning arrows, and his blessings were not affected, so his strength was far above those prisoners, however, he was now facing a star monarch in his heyday, he could see the whip shadow, but his body reaction was a little unable to keep up.
Su Tang struggled to spread his demon wings, ready to avoid the blow, but the whip shadow had already rolled up and was slamming into his chest.
Su Tang snorted, his body flew backwards, he didn't dare to release the demon suit in front of the guards, the body protection divine thought that was also suppressed couldn't withstand the heavy blow at all, the whip shadow tore open his chest, leaving a wound about two inches deep, he faintly felt that even his ribs were broken.
The strong man in the sky raised his hand and rolled the whip shadow again, Su Tang knew that if he took it again, it would take him a few months to recuperate, after all, there was no way to absorb spiritual power here, he was in a hurry, his body turned sharply, and he crashed into the sea of fire, and then he was swallowed by the sea of fire.
The strong man flew over the sea of fire and waited indifferently, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't see Su Tang's figure, and the strong man sneered: "So bad, dare to be arrogant?!
Su Tang didn't dare to show his face, he hid in the depths of the sea of fire, and while running the demon light, he secretly gritted his teeth, that kid ...... Wait and see! Even if it is your own person, you will have to settle accounts in the future, so as not to kill people, how can you make the other party suffer some hardships!
Fortunately, the magic light fused the power of the four series of spirit beads, relying on the fire spirit beads, the molten fire was not threatening at all, Su Tang had been silently hiding, and at the same time, he was trying his best to absorb the scorching power of the molten fire.
It felt like almost three days had passed before Su Tang resurfaced in the sea of fire, and the nearby prisoners soon found out that Su Tang was not dead, and they were shocked in their hearts, but they also remained silent, and no one came to trouble Su Tang.
The life of a prisoner is extremely boring, there is nothing, all the time can be used at will, and the only thing to do is to try to keep yourself alive.
The guards would show up every once in a while, and each time they appeared, they would take a prisoner with them, and they were supposed to take them for interrogation, which was a terrible barrier for the prisoners. The spiritual veins were sealed, and they were tormented in the sea of fire, they had already reached the limit, interrogation was torture, and after being beaten in this state, the body would become extremely exhausted after coming back, Su Tang saw with his own eyes that several prisoners died like this.
No one came to interrogate Su Tang, Su Tang could rest assured and boldly observe, he found that the guards were fixed, but the cultivators who came to capture the prisoners would be changed repeatedly.
The prisoners are afraid of arraignment, they will always try their best to hide in Tibet, trying to confuse the past, but the cultivators who come to arrest are excited, very happy to enjoy the game of cat and mouse, they should be newcomers, and capturing prisoners is just a very low-risk experience for them.
In the blink of an eye, two months had passed, and Su Tang had grabbed food twice, while the other prisoners seemed to have acquiesced to Su Tang's strength and turned a blind eye.
Another day, Su Tang was pranayama when he suddenly felt a person approaching him, he opened his eyes and saw a person with pockmarked face on his face, he had the impression that when he first clashed with the prisoner, this pockmarked man had stood up and tried to persuade him to give up those foods.
"Your Excellency, your ......," the pockmarked man shouted cautiously with a smile on his face.
"You have something to do with me?" Su Tang replied lightly.
"Hey, hey, hey...... It's true, but I don't know where to start......" The pockmark looked a little hesitant.
"Just say it. Su Tang said.
"My lord, have you been staying here, are you too wronged yourself?"
"Oh, do you care about me very much?" Su Tang couldn't help but smile.
"Yes...... That's ......" The pockmark rubbed his palms nervously: "Shiquan Xingjun was taken out by the patrol envoy for interrogation......"
"He was arraigned, what does it have to do with me?" asked Su Tang.