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Chapter 1387

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"You, put him in prison number one. Remember, send a Saint Grade God Ancestor to exercise for him every day."

Dongfang Yuqing brought Lin Feng into the dark and damp prison and carefully instructed the guards. The guards were only God Emperors, but when they saw Dongfang Yuqing, the head of the officials, they wanted to kneel down to ease their excitement.

"Yes, yes, don't worry." Said the guard while wiping the cold sweat off his face. He then immediately signaled the guards to lock Lin Feng up with a special iron chain. Finally, Lin Feng was thrown into the first cell.

Lin Feng noticed that his prison was different from the others. His prison was much larger. It was a few hundred square meters. Besides, it was much sturdier. It was made of tungsten steel and Dongfang Yuqing had set up a barrier. Ordinary people wouldn't be able to escape.

Lin Feng's hands and feet were shackled, which greatly limited his mobility. The biggest limitation was that he could not use his Divine Path. His vitality was also sealed. Lin Feng did not know what was waiting for him. Dongfang Yuqing warned the guards to torture him with a Saint Grade God Ancestor every day.

If his hands and feet were not shackled, the Saint Grade God Ancestor might not be able to hurt him. But this time, Lin Feng could only smile bitterly and shake his head. No matter what kind of torture it was, he had to endure it.

"Serves you right for being careless!"

At this moment, Bing Ling's voice came into Lin Feng's ears. Lin Feng was happy. He could not contact Bing Ling, but she could contact him.

"Bing Ling, don't mock me at this time." Lin Feng smiled bitterly. Fortunately, Bing Ling was in the Martial Spirit World. Otherwise, he would have died in this trip to the Zhen Wu Dynasty.

"I can only communicate with you because I broke the restriction set by the Dragon Ancestor. But I'm sorry to tell you that I can't get out!" Bing Ling's voice was cold but anxious. She was also worried about Lin Feng and wanted to save him. But the restriction set by the Dragon Ancestor was too powerful. Bing Ling could not break it herself.

After hearing Bing Ling's answer, Lin Feng's hope was shattered. He felt helpless. If Huo Ling was here, they might be able to break the restriction. But Bing Ling was alone.

"It's okay. As long as you can talk to me, I won't feel despair." Said Lin Feng with a forced smile. He was trying to comfort Bing Ling. Lin Feng laughed, he couldn't even protect himself and he was trying to comfort Bing Ling.

"Just you wait. I'll try to nurture Tang You You and the others into Ice Astral Generals. As long as I have four Ice Astral Generals, I'll be able to break through the taboo and save you." Said Bing Ling comforting Lin Feng. She wasn't just comforting him, she was giving him hope.

Now that Meng Qing was a Sacred-grade God Ancestor, she was confirmed to be the Ice Spirit General. Tang You You, Qiu Yue Xin and Duan Xin Ye had to work harder. Ice Spirit was worried that they would not work hard, so she told them about Lin Feng's experience.

At that time, the three girls did not rest. They were all cultivating and striving to break through to the Sacred-grade God Ancestor level as soon as possible, so that they could help Lin Feng out of his predicament.

"Meng Qing asked me to tell you that she will always be with you, even in death!" Said Bing Ling bitterly but she still told Lin Feng what Bing Ling had said. Meng Qing couldn't break the taboo so Bing Ling had to pass the message to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng was encouraged when he heard that. With such a beautiful woman, what more could he ask for? No matter what, Meng Qing would never leave him. Lin Feng had no doubt about that.

"Tell Meng Qing not to worry. It's not that easy for others to kill me, hehe." Said Lin Feng with a smile on his face. However, he couldn't hide the worry in his eyes.

Dong dong dong!

At that moment, there was a knocking sound coming from the prison door. Lin Feng had been paying attention to Bing Ling, so he did not pay attention to the door. Now he raised his head and saw the guard knocking on the iron door fiercely.

"What's the matter?" Lin Feng frowned and asked in a gloomy tone. The guard was a little scared. Even though Lin Feng's pneuma was sealed, the aura of a Sacred-grade God Ancestor still made him, a small Emperor God, afraid.

Gritting his teeth, he could only brace himself and roar, "Why are you being so unreasonable? None of the guys who came here can leave alive. How can you be rude? "

"Cut the crap, get to the point!" Lin Feng was sitting on the damp bed. He didn't even look at the guard. He just said those words coldly to the guard.

The guard was annoyed, but he did not dare to show his anger. He could only suppress his anger and said in a deep voice, "An assistant minister will come later. Get ready!"

After saying this, the guard quickly left Lin Feng's Cell No. 1. The gloomy killing intent made him feel as if he was about to die. He really could not stand it. Even though there were Sacred-grade God Ancestor prisoners in the entire Zhen Wu Dynasty's prison, they were not as terrifying as Lin Feng.

But the guard could also imagine that Lin Feng would definitely be tortured badly when the assistant minister of the Saint-grade God Ancestor showed up. That was for sure.

"Hmph, just wait and see. Someone will teach you a lesson." The guard thought coldly. When he walked back, he was humming a tune with a smile on his face.

Lin Feng sat at the head of the bed. After hearing the guard's words, a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. The assistant minister was going to appear, which meant that he was going to kill a Saint-grade God Ancestor every day. The first day was coming.

"Oh, Dongfang Yuqing, I didn't expect you to be so narrow-minded. Haha!" Lin Feng was completely disappointed in Dongfang Yuqing. His heart was filled with murder. If he escaped, he would kill Dongfang Yuqing, even if he was the Great Ancestor's nephew, he wouldn't hesitate to kill him.

Among all the overlords of the Battle Realm, Lin Feng only looked down on three people. One was Zhan Lingyan, the patriarch of the Battle Spirit Clan. The other was Kun Dao. Lin Feng looked down on people like Kun Dao, who betrayed his master. The last one was Dongfang Yuqing, who was extremely petty.

In Lin Feng's eyes, no matter how high their cultivation levels were or how strong they were, they were not as loyal as demonic beasts (dogs).

Lin Feng took a deep breath and lay on the wet bed. He closed his eyes and quietly waited for the arrival of the Sacred-grade God Ancestor. He would not beg for mercy, nor would he show weakness to Dongfang Yuqing. Dongfang Yuqing only wanted him to submit to him.

But to Lin Feng, it was a joke. Even if he died one day, he would not submit to Dongfang Yuqing. He would only laugh at him and look down on him forever!

Time passed slowly. The prison was strangely quiet. Before, there were many prisoners making noise, but at this moment, they all quieted down. They seemed to have realized something and did not dare to speak.

Thump thump thump!

Steady and powerful footsteps could be heard in the prison corridor. Lin Feng's breathing and the footsteps overlapped. Finally, the footsteps stopped in front of Lin Feng's cell number one.

"Open the door!"

Said a cold and indifferent voice which penetrated into everybody's ears. That person was extremely cruel. Lin Feng could tell from his voice what kind of person he was and what kind of person he was.

But in Lin Feng's eyes, no matter how cruel he was, it didn't matter. If Lin Feng hadn't had his Qi sealed and he hadn't been chained up, he would have already killed Lin Feng.

To Lin Feng, a Sacred-grade God Ancestor was useless and could be completely ignored. But at this moment, Lin Feng could only accept the reality.

After the guard squatted down and opened the cell door, the assistant minister of the Saint Grade God Ancestor walked in. He was nearly two meters tall, bald, with a square face and a scar on his face. He was wearing the official uniform of the Zhenwu Dynasty, and his shoes were specially made iron shoes, which gave him a lot of strength when he walked.

The bald man walked to Lin Feng's bed and saw that Lin Feng was waiting for him calmly. He could not help but be surprised and began to look at the prisoner in front of him again. He was brought back by the Prime Minister himself, so he must not be an ordinary person.

"You're calm, hehe." The bald man laughed coldly. His voice was as forceful as a tiger's, but also as scary as a ghost's. It was extremely eerie.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's do it." Lin Feng slowly stood up and faced the bald man. His face was extremely calm, and he was not nervous because of the impending crisis.

When the bald man saw this, he could not help but give a thumbs up. He admired Lin Feng's calmness, but he was here on a mission. Even if he admired Lin Feng, he would not go easy on him. He could only do his best.

"Get out!" The bald man glanced at the guard behind him and shouted angrily. Suddenly, the guard's face turned extremely pale. He was so scared that he did not dare to speak and directly left the cell.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the cell became gloomy, and there were traces of murderous intent. This murderous intent was not from the bald man, but from Lin Feng's body. When the bald man sensed this, his face suddenly changed. He began to worry that if Lin Feng's pneuma was not sealed, he would be a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth.

What kind of person was he? How could he be so strong? When the bald man thought about it, he gnashed his teeth. He didn't care who his opponent was, he had to finish the mission.

"Today, I'll beat you half to death." Shouted the bald man furiously. His fist silently appeared in front of Lin Feng. After Lin Feng's strength had been sealed, his speed had become much slower. It was even more difficult for him to use his full strength. He could only use his fists to defend himself.

Boom! A muffled sound spread in the air. Lin Feng was pushed back a few steps and his face turned deathly pale. The bald man didn't stop and continued to attack. The bald man's Qi was like that of a wolf or a tiger. All of his Qi condensed into a strong Qi which bombarded Lin Feng's chest.

A loud sound spread in the air. Even though Lin Feng used his Qi to resist, he was still sent flying. Lin Feng's internal organs were severely injured. He coughed up a mouthful of blood and then a few more mouthfuls of blood. His face was deathly pale.

Lin Feng coughed, gnashed his teeth and stood up. He stopped in front of the bald man, smiled and said, "Come on, attack me. What? Are you looking down on me? "

"As you wish." The bald man took a deep breath, clenched his fists and continued attacking. His heart was filled with kindness, but he didn't dare stop.

Boom!

Lin Feng was sent flying again. He had the feeling that his bones were broken.

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