Soon, several people came to an underground secret prison.

The people who are detained here are all secret identities.

"He is."

Qian Pengfei pointed at a middle-aged man with half-white hair.

"Brother Zhan, he is the person you are looking for!"

"People from the management of Yuansheng Cult!"

Hearing Qian Pengfei's voice, the middle-aged man slowly looked up and showed a half-decayed face.

"He was arrested thirty years ago and has been interrogated until now, but he still has nothing to ask."

The jailer beside him said, with helplessness in his tone.

Zhan Wuqi nodded.

Such believers would rather die than choose to betray their faith.

Even if it is a cult.

"Open."

Zhan Wuquedao.

"yes."

Soon, the prison door opened and Zhan Wuque walked straight in.

"Kill me! Kill me!!"

The man roared, and the rotten wounds on his face ripped out, and white pus flowed out, looking very cunning.

Zhan Wuque's face was calm, and he pointed to the void a little, and there was an extra blood hole on the man's forehead and back of his head. His eyes quickly dimmed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if it was some kind of relief.

"this……"

Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene.

"Brother Zhan, why did you kill him?"

Qian Pengfei was confused.

It was difficult to find a person from the Yuansheng Sect, but Zhan Wuque directly ended his life without asking a question?

Isn't it interrogation?

"Let's go," Zhan Wuque turned around and left without explanation.

Seeing this, the rest had to keep up.

Zhan Wuque returned to the top floor of Xiongbatianxia Chamber of Commerce, where he rested.

He sat cross-legged, his spiritual sense fell into his mind, and penetrated into the eighteen levels of hell.

"What the hell is this place! Hell?"

The middle-aged man was standing around the corner just now, looking confused.

Zhan Wuque took one step forward.

The fox immediately flew down and bowed to greet him, "Master!"

"Um."

Zhan Wuque nodded slightly, came straight to the man, stretched out his big hand, and began to search the soul without saying a word.

"Ahhhhhhhh!"

The middle-aged man screamed.

But it's useless.

Soon, the man's eyes gradually lost their spirit.

This is the sequelae of soul search.

In severe cases, the soul will be scattered, and in mild cases, the mind will be damaged.

"No?"

Zhan Wuque's eyes showed a trace of doubt.

He continued to search for his soul, and the man's soul body began to tremble violently.

As he was about to dissipate, a large amount of yin energy around him rushed into the man's body, stabilizing his soul body.

In this way, after half of the fragrant plant was in full bloom, Zhan Wuque finally found a clue.

With a wave of his hand, the man fell to the ground.

After the soul search was over, the man was completely fucked into a fool.

Only become a useless waste soul.

"I see."

Zhan Wuque had a trace of enlightenment in his eyes, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. If he hadn't kept a mind and restrained this person's soul to the eighteenth level of hell's soul search, he would probably not have obtained this clue.

After so long, this person's soul is on the verge of collapse. It is a blessing to be able to successfully search the soul and find the news.

"It seems I have to go back to Lingxi again."

"However, before leaving, you can fulfill your promise."

Zhan Wuque stood up quickly.

Treasury.

This is Zhan Wuque's second time, the first time was with An Lan, and now this is the second time.

But the person who accompanied him became Emperor Tang.

Zhan Wuque swept around and found that there was something missing in the treasury.

As if he saw Zhan Wuque's doubts, Emperor Tang said, "Those things have been redeemed by points."

Previously, many warriors gathered at the border and threw the Jiuyou soldiers away from their armor. Some of the strong men accumulated a large amount of points and turned around and exchanged for the things they liked.

Zhan Wuque nodded slightly.

He also got a lot of points at the border, but he did not take them out for redemption.

For him, killing the Jiuyou Soldier is a matter of duty, not for the so-called points.

“That’s all.”

Zhan Wuque swept around and picked three things.

One is the inner elixir of a monster.

The second is a high-quality spiritual medicine that is well preserved.

Third, it is a stone bead that looks nothing outstanding.

"War the Grand Governor, do you want this hyacinth bead? This can only be used once."

Emperor Tang was puzzled.

Although hyacinth beads are precious and very rare, they are very useless and can only be used once, and their function is to transmit sound.

Its speed is comparable to the sound transmission notes of thousands of miles, but the distance is terrifying.

It is said that as long as the wind can blow, Hyacinth Beads can deliver the message.

Theoretically, the distance is endless, and as long as it is on the continent of the gods, it can basically be sent to it.

But the premise of hyacinth beads is that the person who uses it and the person who is sent the message must be quite familiar with it.

"I choose it, and it will naturally be useful."

Zhan Wuque smiled slightly.

The two left the treasury and came to the imperial study room.

"Fight against the Grand Commander, I see you break through the half-step martial spirit, and I will give you some Yuan stones and elixirs."
Chapter completed!