A prison.

The more than 20 people who entered the "Zhenhai Stone Monument" saw the bloody torture instruments on the surrounding walls, their scalp was numb, and their eyes were filled with horror.

"This... this is the prison of the Holy Ruins, which is specially used to interrogate the sinful dragons? I heard that countless unjust dragons died here, and eventually turned into ghost dragons. They guarded here. Once they woke them up, even the strong destiny would..." A disciple of the evil dragon palace who was following Di Ting shrank his neck and said in fear.

"What's there to be afraid of?" Di Ting glanced at the disciples of the Negative Dragon Palace who were following behind.

The Gobi beasts it brought were of low intelligence. It was difficult for them to understand the artistic conception of the Dragon Emperor within three incense sticks.

Perhaps because he thought that there was no one around him, his eyes softened a little, and he snorted coldly: "The holy ruins have been destroyed for millions of years. Even if the wronged dragon turns into a ghost dragon and stays here, it will disappear long ago."

How could the ghost dragon, which evolved from the evil dragon's hostility, dissipate so easily?

Bai Ningxue naturally didn't believe in the nonsense of listening. Their Dragon Slaughter clan probably had more knowledge of the "Dragon Clan" than everyone present. He looked at Chen Changsheng with his eyebrows frowned and whispered: "What should I do now?"

"If you choose torture instruments, there will be a fierce battle later." Chen Changsheng's eyes wandered and fell on the torture instruments around him.

"Bone-breaking lock..."

"Catch Dragon Claw..."

"Dragon Destroyer..."

“…”

Chen Changsheng's eyes swept through all the torture instruments, and finally landed on an ancient bow with bloodstains. He reached out and took the bow and arrow down. Suddenly, a feeling of blood connection appeared.

Seeing that everyone had chosen a torture instrument and the figure of the old man in white robe appeared in prison, she smiled and looked at the people present, and said lightly: "How huge is the inheritance of our dragon clan? There are all kinds of secret techniques and combat skills. If you don't have enough understanding, you may not be able to understand the inheritance of the Dragon Emperor in your life. Therefore, this level is to test everyone's understanding."

"Insight? The Zhenhai Stone Monument in the previous level tests insight?" Huang Xuer said suspiciously.

"Hmph! That's also considered enlightenment?" The old man in white robe sneered and glanced at Huang Xu'er, and said lightly: "There are a total of 108 torture instruments in the Shengxu Prison, which are specially used to deal with some traitors of the Dragon Clan. Each torture instrument has a supporting technique. Now, you have six hours to understand the technique."

"Six hours? Understand a skill? Senior, you are not kidding! Even the worst spiritual level skill is impossible to get started in six hours..." Liu Xuanhu said with a wry smile.

"Do you think it's too much? Then just five hours! Those who have the time limit will be eliminated." The old man in white robe raised his eyelids, glanced at Liu Xuanhu, turned around and left the prison.

As soon as the figure of the old man in white robe disappeared, everyone's eyes fell on Liu Xuanhu's body.

"Your surnamed Liu, you are stupid, so don't implicate others." The old man from the Qixuan Holy Land stared at Liu Xuanhu with murderous intent, with blue veins rising on his arms.

Feeling the anger of others, Liu Xuanhu also knew that he had committed public anger this time. If he really wanted to take action, he would be killed by these people in an instant. He smiled awkwardly and said, "The tongue is wrong... it is really a tongue. It's only five hours. Everyone should hurry up! It's only a last step away from the inheritance of the Dragon Emperor. If he is eliminated now, it would be too unfair."

"Hmph! If I am eliminated and waited for the holy ruins, I will definitely tear you into pieces."

"Bah! If I am eliminated, I will definitely take the Siren clan and kill you Demon Palace."

"Damn it, you're so stupid, why do you do when you go to Zhenhai Stone Monument? You can die by hitting it."

“…”

Hearing the complaints of the people around him, Liu Xuanhu dared not speak out. He took the torture instrument in his hand and quietly walked to a corner, quietly understanding the supporting techniques in the torture instrument.

In an instant, the entire prison became quiet.

"The Soul-Starting Arrow Technique"? What a domineering technique, it can also severely damage the soul. Unfortunately, without this soul-scaling bow, the Soul-Starting Arrow Technique could not be used no matter how domineering the Soul-Starting Arrow Technique. Moreover, this soul-scaling bow was sealed. Otherwise, even a strong man in the holy body might not be able to control it." Chen Changsheng looked at the blood-stained ancient bow on his hand with lingering fear.

"Although the "Soul-Starting Arrow" only has nine arrows, but..." Chen Changsheng shook his head with a wry smile, and murmured: "It's a pity that I have never practiced bows and arrows in my previous life. Otherwise, even if the artistic conception of the bow is only two or three, it would not be difficult to practice the "Soul-Starting Arrow" and not to worry about being reversed by it and hurting your soul."

"Soul-Starting Arrow Technique" is extremely domineering, and the requirements for each arrow have reached a harsh level. If you are not careful, you will have already hurt your soul before you can even shoot the enemy.

Bai Ningxue chose the "Dragon Whip", which was the torture instruments that could be placed here by the Shengxu Dragon Clan. None of them was ordinary. Even if her qualifications were not bad, her face became solemn when she saw the "Dragon Whip Method", and her teeth clenched her lips.

A huge hourglass reflected on the walls of the prison.

Gravel fell down one by one.

Feeling the violent aura of others, he became stronger and stronger. Even if he mastered the first arrow of the Soul-Starting Arrow Technique, he did not have the slightest violent aura of the dragon clan. Chen Changsheng couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Little thing, you swallowed all the artistic conception of the Dragon Emperor, leaving nothing for me... Now, I am already at the starting line, and they have thrown a lot of it."

"Yaaaa!" Hearing Chen Changsheng's complaint, the turtle soul lying in the sea of ​​souls protested for a few words, ignoring Chen Changsheng, closing his eyes, and beginning to refine the remaining Dragon Emperor artistic conception in his body.

"Well? Why don't you even have a trace of the artistic atmosphere of the Dragon Emperor?" Bai Ningxue, who had already practiced the "Dragon Whip Technique" to the entry-level realm, looked at Chen Changsheng with surprise.

In her opinion, Chen Changsheng's understanding is no weaker than her, and it is impossible for him to not even reach the entry level.

However, if you practice the magic of the "Dragon Clan" to the entry-level level, the artistic conception of the Dragon Emperor on your body will be radiated.

"I don't know either." Chen Changsheng shook his head and said with a wry smile. If he told her that the dozens of Dragon Emperor's artistic conceptions were swallowed by his turtle soul, he would not get any benefits at all, which would be too shocking.

Bai Ningxue was speechless.

She had already practiced the "Dragon Whip Technique" to the entry level, and then she understood why the old man in the white robe only allowed those who had refined the artistic conception of the Dragon Emperor to come in. Without the artistic conception of the Dragon Emperor, the magic in the prison could not exert its true power even if he practiced to the Great Perfection.

These techniques of prisons were created by powerful dragon clans.

People who do not have the artistic conception of the Dragon Emperor will only lose their money even if they bring these magics out.

"Have you learned your archery skills?" Bai Ningxue asked worriedly.

Chen Changsheng, who had already mastered the first arrow of "Soul-Inducing Arrow Technique", nodded with a wry smile and said, "It should be considered an entry-level one! However, there is still a distance from Xiaocheng."

"It doesn't make sense. You have refined so many Dragon Emperor's artistic conceptions and have also learned the archery technique. How come you don't even have a trace of breath?" Bai Ningxue murmured suspiciously.

Hearing Bai Ningxue's whisper, Chen Changsheng smiled bitterly.

I am really going to be killed by the turtle soul this time...
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