The elder of Gongtang said in a deep voice: "I still say the same thing. If you want to punish, I will send it together. This is the only way to be fair!"

The Great Elder stared at the elder of Gongtang: "Then let's punish them together! It takes a month! After an hour, I will take Fang to the black prison, and I hope you don't play tricks either!"

While talking.

He didn't give the old black-haired man a chance to speak. He grabbed the old black-haired man and grabbed the senior brother who was sank on the ground. With a bang, he soared into the sky and disappeared. As soon as they left, the nervous aura at the scene eased. The elder of Gongtang sneered: "I thought they were really not afraid of heaven or earth!"

"Hehe, as long as we unite, we can suppress their arrogant arrogance so that they can know that Fuhu Sect is not theirs alone!"

"If you encounter such a thing in the future, you should do this!"

The middle-aged man in blue robe smiled, said nothing, and said a few words to Song Qingfeng and the elder of Gongtang, then turned around and left.

And at this time!

Han Lang said: "Thank you senior for your righteous actions."

The elder of Gongtang laughed and said, "Don't be so arrogant. If it weren't for your words, Elder Song wouldn't have given me this opportunity. Okay, I won't stay for too long and leave first!"

He turned around and left with Qi Yunying.

In this way.

At the huge scene, only Han Lang and Song Qingfeng were left.

Song Qingfeng didn't say nonsense, and took Han Lang straight to Fuhu Mountain.

Not long!

Fuhu Mountain, the punishment hall has arrived.

But the punishment hall is now deserted and there is no one.

Song Qingfeng didn't mind either, but just pushed it and a jade fell on Han Lang's hand.

This jade emits a lot of firepower.

It is warm and moist, and Han Lang's breath can't be suppressed.

Han Lang was excited.

Song Qingfeng said: "Don't talk nonsense!"

"This is also a promise from Mr. Song to you! I hope you practice well! Break through the third level of gold body one day as soon as possible!"

Han Lang bowed.

Song Qingfeng smiled and stroked his beard.

Han Lang carefully put the jade into his arms.

He knows!

Inside the jade is the three-level exercises of the Fire Spirit Art.

certainly.

He did not choose to practice here either.

Although there were only two of them in such a huge scene, it was not just one or two who observed them in secret.

That's it!

Like Song Qingfeng, Han Lang sat upright outside the punishment hall and slowly tempered his breath.

time!

It passed quickly!

Wait until the moment Han Lang opened his eyes again.

I saw the black-haired old man walking over with a very ugly face, and a group of fierce black-robed disciples.

The old black-haired man said in a deep voice: "The time is up, don't waste time!"

Song Qingfeng stood up and said calmly: "Of course!"

Next moment!

The black-haired old man snorted heavily and walked into the punishment hall first.

Fang Chong fell behind and glared at Han Lang fiercely.

The resentment hidden in it can be said that it is completely uncontrollable.

Han Lang didn't care.

Fang Chong, which is when Han Lang's cultivation level grew, was afraid for a while.

But now.

The past emotions have long disappeared.

Such a person is a humble clown to him and is not worth mentioning at all.

Face this person.

Han Lang sneered.

He looked at it with disdain, but Fang Chong was so angry that he could only hate Han Lang more and more, thinking that he would find another opportunity to kill Han Lang in the future.

That's it!

The group walked into the prison hall.

As soon as he entered the imperial hall, a token flew out from the black-haired old man and landed directly on the wall of the front door. He saw that the wall with strange patterns was already rumbling, and it was already open. A strong smell of blood could not be suppressed and floated out of the space behind the wall.

As soon as this breath comes out.

Many disciples of the Zhengtang who followed him also changed their expressions.

Nothing else!

Such bloody smell has an extraordinary corrosive aura. Even if they are considered cultivators with cultivation, they can't stand it suddenly when faced with such an aura.

Even Han Lang had a slightly moved look.

However, as the flames in the dantian rise, the discomfort is completely dispelled.

at this time!

The black-haired old man said in a deep voice: "Elder Song, is there no problem?"

He pointed, the dark space exposed behind the wall.

Song Qingfeng smiled and said, "No problem, it is exactly the same as the breath I had when I was locked in."

The old black-haired man nodded: "Since there is no problem, then you don't waste your time, go in! In a month, the gate of the black prison will open and you will be released."

Fang Chong glanced at Han Lang coldly again, without hesitation at all, and walked into it in one step.

The old black-haired man stared at Han Lang.

Han Lang didn't care, but just bowed to Song Qingfeng and said, "Sir Song, I'm in!"

Song Qingfeng said: "Don't waste time when you get inside, practice well! Sometimes, harsh environments can also produce different effects."

Han Lang then took a step and walked in one step.

Wait until he goes in.

The old black-haired man's sleeves vibrated again, and the wall that had just cracked closed. Immediately afterwards, another token flew out and was grabbed by the man. The next moment, he said, "Elder Song, please."

Song Qingfeng laughed, without hesitation, his robe shook and he flew away from the punishment hall, and he disappeared after a rise and fall.

Wait until he leaves!

Other disciples of the Punishment Hall said one after another: "Elder, Senior Brother Fang will enter the black prison, will it be okay?"

"Your breath is not something that ordinary people can bear! I'm afraid that if he stays inside for a long time, it will damage his meridians."

"yes!"

The old black-haired man glared at them and angrily rebuked: "Do you think Fang Chong is as useless as you? A mere black prison can't do anything to him! He is the personal condition of the Great Elder, and the means he has are definitely not what you can imagine! Of course, if he can't withstand the breath inside, he can only say that his cultivation is not in place."

"Okay, it's not easy to stay here anymore. Just do whatever you should do!"

"What do you think we are gathering here? If those people see it, they would think we are going to have a small meal for Fang!"

These people looked stern and did not waste time, so they turned around and left.

A strange expression suddenly appeared on the face of the black-haired old man. Seeing that there was only one person left in the punishment hall, he muttered to himself: "What you said, Han Lang and Fang Chong were in the black prison together for a month, but they didn't say that in a month, they can come out together!"

"Haha, fight with us, huh, you are too tender!"
Chapter completed!