In front of Li Zong's courtyard, I don't know when there has been a long line. Although Yang Xuan had seen the prisoners in the prison attack Li Zong together the last time the ghost repair came to Beijing, it was only in a hurry that Yang Xuan didn't carefully observe what the prisoners looked like.

This time, standing behind Li Zong, Yang Xuan finally knew to what extent the strength of hundreds of prisoners in the prison had been strong.

Small boxes are used to hold materials. Li Zong has banned all these boxes. If he wants to open the box, he must know how to break the prohibition or lift the prohibition himself. Otherwise, if anyone wants to break the ban with brute force, the ban will destroy the whole box, including the goods.

The purpose of Li Zong's doing so is naturally to ensure that no one will consume the materials in the box in advance in order not to participate in this struggle in the seven days of the war for materials.

Whenever someone receives a material from Li Zong's hand, a layer of mark will appear on his body. As long as this layer of mark is still on the body, it means that the material on the person has not been robbed. The more marks a person has, the more materials he has.

"The prison is dark and free. Even the most tenacious friars will be bored if they stay here for a long time."

Li Zong said to Yang Xuan while taking out materials from the storage bag and sending them to each prisoner.

Hearing Li Zong's words, Yang Xuan looked at Li Zong with some admiration and said, "so you came up with such a way to let them fall into endless competition?"

"Yes, after finding something for these people to do, I can rest easy. Otherwise, these strong people who know they want to improve their strength but have no hope here, I can't stand to make trouble for me every day."

Li Zong nodded. He was not surprised that Yang Xuan could understand his intention, but he looked at Yang Xuan with appreciation and said to him: "Boy, I suggest you don't hurry to start the fight in the first two days, but observe it quietly. There are all kinds of strange people and wonders in the prison. If you don't prepare well and turn over the boat in the gutter, I won't help you take revenge."

Hearing Li Zong's words, Yang Xuan nodded seriously. An hour has passed since dawn. During this time, Yang Xuan only saw a monk with strength in the later stage of the fifth territory, and all the others with the lowest strength, such as Honglian, are also around the early stage of the sixth territory.

This is the first time Yang Xuan saw such a dense place where high-level friars exist. Even in the Wanling sect before, most of them were friars in the fourth realm, not many friars in the fifth realm, and even fewer friars in the sixth realm.

When you think of the capital, as far as Yang Xuan knows, there are only dozens of monks in the sixth territory. If these prisoners in the prison don't say too much, even if they just run out half, they will set off a bloody storm in the territory of the state of Wei.

But looking at the appearance of these people in front of Li Zong, we can know how terrible Li Zong's oppression of these people in this prison.

Of course, not everyone is afraid of Li Zong.

"Jie, boys, it's time for you to give me gifts again, isn't it?"

A burst of arrogant laughter came from the sky. With a burst of black smoke, an old man with white beard and hair but wearing a black robe quickly fell down from the distant sky. After scanning the people present for a week, he fell down. He saw that he immediately pulled away the man standing in front of Li Zong, then walked into the team and took him out of Li Zong's hand A box was picked up and thrown into the storage bag.

The face of the man who was looked at and pulled away was a little ugly, but after looking at the old man, he had to bite his teeth and stand behind the old man. However, the old man turned around, looked at the man behind him in great doubt and said, "Hey, haven't you taken your share of material resources, why don't you leave?"

"Wu Laogou, don't deceive people too much."

The old man robbed the goods openly and was provoked face-to-face like this. The face of the old man suddenly couldn't hang up. He looked at the old man and said, gnashing his teeth. But the old man laughed like hearing a big joke and said, "really, I've deceived people too much. What can you do with me?"

"You..."

The man looked at the old man bitterly, but he could only eat the dull loss and turned to leave the team, but he didn't leave. Instead, he stood not far away and seemed to be waiting for something.

At this time, the ground suddenly shook. Yang Xuan looked at the distance suspiciously and found that the ground in the distance didn't know when it began to rise. It seemed that someone had drilled under the ground.

Just before Yang Xuan knew what was going on, the bulge had come from 100 meters to the public. Then, a tall figure came out from the ground and burst out laughing.

Yang Xuan raised his head and took a look at the tall figure drilling out from the ground. The height of the figure was about three meters. As soon as the tall figure appeared, he walked towards the old man who had just entered the team and robbed others' materials. Then, the tall figure waved a huge fist and hit the old man.

"Old thief Wu Feng, last time you attacked me when I failed to rush to the border and was in a weak period. This time, I have consolidated the border again. You didn't send back the materials you robbed from me last time?"

"Send it back? You think so."

The huge fist, with a force of more than a thousand kilograms, hit the old man's head. But the old man was not in a hurry. He looked at the tall figure contemptuously and raised a hand.

The fist of the tall figure fell down, but Wu Feng caught it with one hand. With the collision of their strength, a huge storm blew around, rolling up the dust on the ground.

More powerful people, after being swept by the storm, retreated several steps one after another, and finally stabilized their body.

There was a shocked expression on Yang Xuan's face. He could sense that the strength of the two people in front of him was at the peak of the sixth realm, and they were the same kind. If they insisted on distinguishing, the tall figure might occupy some body advantages. However, the old man can easily take a punch from a tall figure with one hand. It seems that he is also an expert taking the power line.