Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 895 Holy Beast Garden

"This is the fearlessness of the ignorant."

Hanqin walked out of the teahouse, passed by those tea guests who were having tea, heard their talk, was upset, looked at the back of Jian Fengyun being taken away and disappeared into the crowd, her big bright eyes showed worry.

It is said that Jian Fengyun followed them slowly to the depths of God Emperor City.

"Where are you taking me?"

Jian Fengyun's eyes moved slightly, pretending to be a little worried.

"Where?"

Shengxiong turned around, looked at Jian Fengyun with cold eyes, and said with a sneer: "Of course I took you to the Holy Court, today the dean took the elders of the worship hall to escort a person, just in time to take you to the Holy Court to kill him You, before you die, let you see the appearance of the Martial Dao Holy Land, and it will make you have no regrets in this life."

"what!"

Jian Fengyun pretended to be afraid.

"Hahaha, what, are you scared?"

Shengxiong laughed loudly, looked at Jian Fengyun disdainfully, and said: "Why didn't you see this when you fought with me just now, is it too late to realize that you are afraid now?"

"you"

Jian Fengyun pretended to be speechless, and stared at Shengxiong.

"Hey, brother, let's not do too much outside. When we get back to the Holy Court, you can deal with him as you want."

Sheng'an, who was walking in front, coughed and secretly said to Mahatma.

"Okay, just listen to your brother."

Mahatma was in a good mood and responded.

The holy courtyard, since Jian Fengyun raided the holy courtyard last time, this martial arts holy place has already been covered with formations, and countless strong guards have been added to guard it.

"Who are you bringing in?"

Outside the formation of the Holy Court, a young guard immediately extended his hand to stop Sheng'an and the others.

"The elders do things without cross-examination."

Sheng'an waved his hand, and a token engraved with mysterious patterns appeared in his hand, and he handed it to the guard.

"So it's Elder Tianyun's son, fast forward."

The guard saw the token clearly, handed it up immediately, and smiled apologetically.

"Well, let's go!"

Sheng An nodded in satisfaction, then took back the token, and waved to the people behind him.

As soon as you step into the holy courtyard, a huge palace appears in front of you.

In the holy temple, two words slowly entering life are engraved on the plaque of the palace.

"The rebuilding speed of this temple is quite fast."

Seeing this kind of palace, Jian Fengyun secretly said in his heart.

The last time he drove the Fengyun warship and blasted the previous temple to the ground, it was only about a year later, and he did not expect that the Holy Academy would rebuild this hall again.

It can be clearly seen that this newly built temple is stronger than the previous one, and it is surrounded by dense defensive formations. Once opened, it is enough to withstand the full bombardment of the great emperor.

"It's really like being bitten by a snake for ten years and being afraid of well ropes."

Jian Fengyun thought to himself.

Sheng'an and the others did not go to the temple, but walked into a side hall from the path on the left side of the temple with Jian Fengyun.

"Brother, let's deal with him in the holy beast garden. It happens that there are still many untamed monsters there. If you feed him to the monsters at that time, there will be no traces left." Sheng An whispered to the holy male road.

"Okay." Mahatma nodded.

Jian Fengyun was brought into the depths of the side hall, in front of a trap.

"Take him in."

Mahatma said to the sixteen soldiers surrounding Jian Fengyun.

Soon Jian Fengyun was surrounded by this group of people and entered a secret tunnel. After walking for about two or three minutes, he saw the light.

"Hoo~" "Aw~" "Hoo~".
The cries of all kinds of monsters resound here one after another.

After seeing the surroundings clearly, this is the holy beast garden where all the monsters in the holy courtyard are locked up. The ground is covered with stone bricks, surrounded by stone prisons, each of which holds a monster.

The lowest level of monsters here is the best of the emperor level, and the highest is comparable to the emperor level. A powerful formation is blessed on the stone prison to prevent these monsters from rioting and no one can subdue them.

hum!
Just at this moment, there was an imperceptible sound of needles ringing out loud.

I saw a flying needle pop out from Mahatma's hand, and it shot towards Jian Fengyun's back quickly.

With a thought in Jian Fengyun's mind, the space law surged, and the needle tip was transferred to other places.

All this happened in an instant, before Shengxiong found out, Jian Fengyun suddenly let out a scream.

"Ah, what did you do to me?"

Jian Fengyun pretended to be panicked, his body limply fell on the ground, and his complexion became pale.

"The Wraith Needle, you haven't heard of it, have you?"

Shengxiong watched Jian Fengyun half body fall to the ground, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, he stepped forward slowly, and said.

"The Wraith Needle, a needle made from the blood of the Wraith?"

Jian Fengyun's face moved slightly, and said.

The blood of resentful spirits is to refine the whole body blood of the souls who died unjustly into blood using a cruel and poisonous refining method, so that the souls of the dead souls will be tortured and generate a lot of resentment.

The blood of resentful spirits can affect the minds of mortals. When martial artists are practicing, the most taboo thing is resentment, which disturbs the mind and may make the martial artist go crazy.

Refining the spirit weapon with the blood of the wraith spirit will bring the resentment of the blood of the wraith spirit to the spirit weapon. When confronting the enemy, it can cause the enemy's soul to be injured by the resentment, and then it is a good time to kill.

"I have a bit of knowledge, I am worthy of being someone who dares to fight with me, what a pity."

Mahatma narrowed his eyes, then waved his hand and said, "Let me cut him into pieces first."

"Yes!"

The sixteen soldiers responded in unison, and at the same time drew out the sabers around their waists, condensed a formula in their hands, and punched them into the sabers.

Jian Fengyun glanced around secretly, then pressed his forehead, pretending to be drowsy.

"Everyone, you are so proficient in dealing with people. Could it be that you have done this kind of thing in the past?"

"Hahaha, that's right, all the young people who offended me in God Emperor City have turned into feces of monsters here. It's been a long time since no one dared to do anything to me, but you bumped into me to seek death!" Mahatma looked at Seeing Jian Fengyun's weak appearance, he laughed loudly.

"Courting death, is it really courting death?"

Jian Fengyun turned his gaze, then slowly stood up.

"What? Stand up, do you want to resist or ask for help?"

Shengxiong looked at Jian Fengyun, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and said coldly: "I tell you, resistance is impossible. If you get hit by the Resentment Needle, you can't do it even if you use your spiritual power. As for asking for help, here is Shengxiong. Beast Garden, no matter how loud you bark, no one will know."

"I didn't resist or ask for help. I stood up and wanted to ask you one last question."

Jian Fengyun glanced slightly, and spoke calmly.

"Haha, I wanted to be a sensible ghost, so ask, I will fulfill your request before you die."

Hearing Jian Fengyun's words, Shengxiong burst into a big smile, proudly speaking.

"I want to ask you."

(End of this chapter)