Chapter 708

Every big family in the fairy world has both an incomparably bright side and an incomparably dark side. Even this darkness is more terrible than the prison in heaven.

The Jue prison of the Yang family is such a place.

The most secret ancestral place of the Yang family is the place where a group of unborn ancestors of the Yang family secretly cultivate and retreat. At the foot of these terrorist beings, there is a separate small world. The name of this small world is Jue prison.

The so-called prison break is the place where all hope is cut off.

But anyone who can be put into prison is a notorious existence in the fairy world, not because Yang Jiaren is kind, but because these existence is more valuable to live than to die.

For example, a Taoist level heavenly demon, heavenly demon, has no value when they die, but everything on them can play a great role when they live.

After entering the prison, no matter how terrible it is, it can only despair in wailing and wait for death in despair.

Since the Yang family in the broken wind city left with a disheartened face, Yang Xiaojun returned to his fairy hall with fear. During this period of time, he didn't do anything again. He has been honestly closed, but secretly contacted Yang liudao twice.

He dare not be dishonest.

The losses suffered by the Yang family this time are so great that no one can bear such losses. Even Yang Yanzong's position as the head of the family may not be preserved.

Yang Xiaojun's indifference is true, but he is not a fool. He knows that this matter can't stand scrutiny. Maybe he will be unlucky at that time.

But he never thought that Yang Yanzong would investigate the matter so quickly.

Ding!!

A very slight sound sounded in the immortal hall where he had arranged many prohibitions. All the prohibitions in the immortal hall were suddenly completely broken by an invisible big hand. Yang Xiaojun's face changed dramatically, but before he shouted out, the hand directly grabbed his neck. The existence of Luo Jinxian's three products in the hall was grabbed from his residence like a dead dog.

When Yang Xiaojun woke up, his realm and strength were all blocked.

This is a completely dark space, with a gloomy and terrible atmosphere, constantly floating around him, including countless vicious grievances. Any grievance can be regarded as the most terrible and powerful existence in the fairy world.

"Yes... Who is it? You... Know that Ben Tianjun is...! "

Yang Xiaojun trembled and cried out, but before he could speak, an extremely cold laughter sounded in his ear:

"Incompetent waste, maggot of the family, you damn thing, you have wasted the resources of the family. Waste is the most shameful crime! Waste like you, waste of resources, enough to stack up hundreds of great Luo Jinxian! Waste! This is a felony, so you should make atonement for your crimes! "

Yang Xiaojun was scared to death. He finally remembered.

Prison break!

This is absolute prison!!

"Oh, my God!"

As soon as he had time to moan, a heavy slap hit his face.

This slap was so cruel that Yang Xiaojun's strength level was sealed, but his physical strength was still the third grade of Da Luo Jinxian, but he was directly fanned by this slap.

Teeth flew out, dark golden blood splashed, and the broken meat hit the ground hard, making a popping sound.

Yang Xiaojun was slapped by this slap and made a buzzing sound in his head. Before he woke up, one foot kicked him hard on the face door. It was like being blasted on his face with a mountain. The bridge of his nose collapsed directly into the face door, and the whole face became a plane.

"Stop fighting and spare your life! Spare your life! "

Where did Yang Xiaojun have the slightest backbone? He was scared and howled, but the cruel blow came like a storm.

This meal of physical torture made Yang Xiaojun no longer have any complete skin.

The sharp pain made Yang Xiaojun fall into a trance state. When he wanted to die, he felt that someone grabbed him rudely, and then he was hit on his stomach again. A cold vigorous Qi exploded directly between his chest and abdomen, There is a feeling of being forcibly torn into small pieces.

Yang Xiaojun sprawled on the ground, convulsed violently and vomited, but he couldn't vomit anything at all. Only a stream of green liquid slowly flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

The gall was broken.

The sharp pain was so intense that it seemed to be magnified countless times. It was like a blender raging in his body.

The sharp pain made him run away. His hands and feet were knocked off inch by inch, and his bone marrow flowed out. The sharp pain made the great Luo Jinxian just like a skinned wild dog, lying on the ground trembling and unable to bark.

He could only lie on the ground and make a hairspring sound in his mouth.

After this violent beating, two iron hooks directly passed through the pipa bone on Yang Xiaojun's shoulder and hung him up.

I don't know how long it has passed. Yang Xiaojun has recovered a little consciousness. His face has completely changed shape, and his eyes are swollen like peaches. He can only barely open them.

"Put him down and rinse him!"

A gloomy and cold voice suddenly came. Soon, Yang Xiaojun was taken down from the iron hook. Then one of the shadows grabbed his foot like a dead dog and dragged him to another room. Then, a frightening column of water came down from the sky.

This water is not ordinary water, but the nine Yin mysterious water in the fairy world. The Yin cold gas is so terrible that Yang Xiaojun even prefers to be beaten again than washed by this water. He lies on the ground and continues to howl, beg for mercy and curse, but no one cares about him at all.

After a long time, the water column finally stopped. Yang Xiaojun curled up in the corner of the room, like a wild dog. He was shivering all over and didn't dare to make any moves.

A slight sound of footsteps came. Yang Xiaojun desperately opened his swollen eyes. Finally, he vaguely saw who the visitor was.

He howled in horror and despair:

"Master, spare your life, please. I'd like to sit for you for anything. I'd like to be your dog. Please, I know I'm wrong. I shouldn't bring disaster to the family. It's all my fault. Please give me a chance!"

Yang Yanzong stared at him coldly and said that Taoist Qiu was Yang Qiu.

Yang Xiaojun was silly. He lay on the ground and screamed bitterly, almost wailing:

"Impossible! impossible! I... i... impossible!! This damn bitch, this... No, no, no! Master, it's Yang liudao. It's Yang liudao who framed me! Sobbing, I've been fooled! "

Yang Yanzong said coldly:

"I am willing to give you a chance!"

Yang Xiaojun was stunned. Suddenly, the ecstasy of survival made him suddenly forget the sharp pain all over.

As long as you can get out of prison alive, what's the pain you suffered before!

"Yang Qiu, you damn bitch! The suffering suffered by this Buddha must be imposed on you thousands of times! "