Chapter 4721

The black iron gate opened, and a deep and dark corridor appeared in front of everyone.

"You've been here several times. You should be familiar with the road here. You don't need me to take you there!" the old man glanced at the strong man.

The strong man nodded again and again, even taking Zhuo Wen and many of his men into the corridor.

Zhuo Wen followed silently, looking cold, and his mind was the golden paper hidden in the big world.

When he found that he had an inexplicable connection with the golden paper, he completely put down his heart.

Although his cultivation is very weak, he is relieved to have gold paper. At least gold paper can protect him.

The corridor is not long. After walking for a few minutes, they arrived at a spacious underground space.

There are many instruments of torture in the open space here, and many prisoners with shackles on their limbs are being used by people, making a miserable scream.

In the front of the open space, there are wooden fences, and behind the wooden fence, there are figures in prison clothes. They should be slaves held here.

By chatting with his men inadvertently, Zhuo Wen also understood that this place was dedicated to the detention of slaves for trade.

After they caught Ma Yujie's enemies in the peace talks, he was forcibly taken here and imprisoned.

Through the open space, the strong man and others entered the prison opposite the open space and soon stopped in front of an insignificant wooden fence.

Behind the wooden fence, there were two embarrassed figures, one was a round fat man and the other was a little boy.

Maybe they heard the movements of the strong man and others. They couldn't help raising their heads. After seeing the strong man, they all showed their anger.

They originally went to other districts to ask about divine medicine and wanted to buy divine medicine through other medicine workshops, but the strong man suddenly brought people to them, indiscriminately attacked them and caught them alive.

But soon, they saw Zhuo Wen standing behind the strong man and others.

"Brother Zhuo! Why are you here? Did they catch you too?"

Ma Yujie looked at Zhuo Wen and couldn't help gnashing his teeth, angry.

The strong man sneered, "you are just a bunch of waste. It's not easy for me to catch you?"

"Zhuo Wen is too scared. He has been subordinated to our Qingxiao medicine workshop! As long as he behaves well, we may let you go! Ha ha, this is the sadness of the weak, and we need to rely on others! You waste people dare to disobey the orders of the valley administrator. I don't know what you think? It's stupid!"

The strong man's voice was completely unscrupulous. He didn't worry at all. Zhuo Wen was still standing next to him, or he didn't care about Zhuo Wen at all.

Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes slightly and gave a cold look at the strong man.

Ma Yujie and Tan have enemies, and they also look angry.

The strong man's mouth was slightly tilted and his face was full of pride. He glanced at Zhuo Wen lightly and said, "now you have seen it, and it's time to go! Don't worry, as long as you perform well in Qingxiao medicine workshop, we will release people naturally!"

Zhuo Wen stood still and calmly said, "now, I want you to let them go! Otherwise, you won't want me to go with you!"

"Well?"

The strong man raised his eyebrows, looked coldly at Zhuo Wen and said, "what are you talking about?"

"I said let them go and I'll go with you!" Zhuo Wen said calmly.

The strong man smiled and gave off a very cold breath. He said coldly, "Zhuo Wen! Who do you think you are? Are you qualified to talk to me?"

"You're just a mole ant. Why should you talk to me about terms?"

Zhuo Wen said faintly, "who is mole ant? Let him go now, or I don't mind taking them by force!"

"The mole ants dare to be so arrogant. Do you really think I have a good temper? Go ahead and teach him a good lesson. Don't kill him. We still need him to refine pills for us!"

The strong man showed a cruel color in his eyes and spoke faintly to the four men behind him.

"Yes!"

The four men quickly bowed and immediately looked at Zhuo Wen with bad eyes and quickly swept towards Zhuo Wen.

All four of them are experts from the common ancient gods. Their strength is extremely powerful and extraordinary. The momentum they emit makes Zhuo Wen's heart beat very fast.

"Brother Zhuo, be careful!"

Ma Yujie's face changed slightly and hurriedly faced Zhuo Wen.

He knew that Zhuo Wen's strength was not strong, and even ordinary archaic gods were far inferior. In the face of these four archaic gods, he was simply looking for his own death!

Talking about the enemy, he was also worried. He competed with the four ordinary ancient gods and knew that he was not an opponent, not to mention Zhuo Wen.

"This Zhuo Wen is also true. His strength is not very good. Why is his tone so arrogant and tough?"

Talking about the enemy, I feel quite dissatisfied. I think Zhuo Wen is too impulsive. If he has no strength, he should keep a low profile. Why are he so arrogant!

Although Zhuo Wen was also very nervous now, seeing the four people plundering quickly, his mind immediately communicated with the golden paper in the big world.

At that time, in the golden paper, an unprecedented atmosphere of terror erupted, surging out like an avalanche and spreading throughout the dungeon.

The four people who originally besieged Zhuo Wen fell to the ground in fear at the moment of feeling this terrible momentum. They knelt on the ground without grace and trembled.

This momentum is really terrible. It is a terrible breath that can be emitted by the existence far beyond their realm.

"What? This breath..."

The strong man's pupil tightened into a needle and looked at Zhuo Wen incredulously.

This breath made the strong men feel fear, and their burly body trembled gradually.

It is not that the strong man has never seen the medium archaic God, but even in the face of the medium archaic God, he is not so afraid now.

"Is this son a superior archaic God who hides his breath?"

Thinking of this possibility, the strong man's eyes showed a frightened color. If he was really a superior archaic God, he could kill him with a wave of his hand.

The smell of golden paper was so terrible that it swept the whole dungeon like a storm and spread over the dungeon.

The whole dungeon was shocked. Both prisoners and law enforcers were trembling with the smell and knelt on the ground.

The old man who had been guarding at the door naturally felt the terrible smell, and his face suddenly changed.

"This breath... Is it..."

The elder suddenly stood up, reopened the black iron gate and rushed towards the dungeon.

In the gambling house, there was a lot of noise. Many ancient gods who came to gamble were shocked by the smell leaked from the dungeon and escaped from the gambling house one after another.

Respecting the old was very fast. He quickly came to the depths of the dungeon and found that almost everyone in the dungeon was kneeling on the ground trembling. Only one person stood tall and was worshipped by everyone.