Chapter 1,275: Prison Prison

At the same time, in the Skypeek Bureau.

The Skypeek Bureau is now shrouded in a shadow.

Bai Konggu disappeared ten months ago, when aliens began to appear in various regions.

After his disappearance, the Skypeek Bureau was taken over by Dawei.

However, not long after... the aliens began to invade various regions.

And just two months ago, the aliens directly killed the gate of the Skypeek Bureau.

Dawei and other members of the Skypeek Bureau had no power to resist this group of aliens and could only surrender.

Therefore, the Skypeek Bureau now... has been working for the aliens.

At this moment, Dawei was kneeling in front of the lobby of one of the inner courtyards.

In front of him, sat an alien creature with a body similar to that of a human.

Its skin was purple-blue, its head was like a bird, with a very long pointed beak, and a pair of wings covered with dots of various colors on its back.

This was the main alien that invaded Beidu this time, and they called themselves the Sky Falcon Clan.

The person sitting in front of Dawei was from the Tian Falcon Clan, named Black General. He was one of the four generals under the Tian Falcon King of the Tian Falcon Clan and was extremely powerful.

In the battle of Xiaodongshan a month ago, Black General seriously injured Yuan Sanquan, who was ranked third on the Saint List at that time, which became a key turning point.

Since then, the martial arts world in Beidu has been in a slump and no longer has any fighting power.

At this moment, there were two rows of Tian Falcon Clan creatures standing on both sides of the hall. They looked similar to Black General, but were slightly smaller in size and had different spots on their wings.

"Lord Black General, we have been trying to find Fang Yu's whereabouts and his address, but there is no clue yet." Dawei said with his forehead pressed tightly against the ground, his fat body trembling constantly.

Black General did not speak, and his pair of slender eyes showed a dangerous cold light like a venomous snake.

"You... didn't try your best." Black General's sharp mouth opened slightly and made a low voice.

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere around him suddenly dropped to freezing point.

"Hei, Lord Heijiang, I really tried my best, I tried my best, but they hid too deep, we really have no clues..." Dawei hurriedly raised his head and explained with a pale face.

However, at this time, Heijiang raised his right hand.

It was called the right hand, but it was actually the right claw, which only had three claws.

Its claws swung gently in the air.

"Kacha!"

Dawei, who was kneeling in front of him, had his right arm broken from the shoulder!

"Hua La..."

Warm blood flowed out like a faucet.

"Ah..."

Dawei screamed, covered the broken part of his right shoulder, and twitched all over.

Heijiang stood up and walked slowly towards Dawei.

It was two meters tall, walked in front of Dawei, and looked at Dawei with disdain.

"Please, please let me live..." Dawei cried and begged for mercy, his body twitched, and bleeding.

The speed of blood loss was too fast. If this continued for a few minutes, he would die.

"When can we find out the whereabouts of Fang Yu and the container in his house? I want an accurate answer." Hei Jiang said without any emotion in his tone.

"One, one month! One month... Lord Hei Jiang, give me one month..." Da Wei said loudly with a pale face.

"Crack!"

However, just as he finished speaking, his left shoulder broke again.

Both arms fell to the ground, and blood flowed from the broken parts.

"Ah..." Da Wei fell to the ground and rolled in pain.

"One month is too long, I don't have patience." Hei Jiang said lightly.

"One, one week..." Da Wei's voice had become very weak.

But as soon as he said this, Hei Jiang's eyes suddenly glowed.

"Swoosh..."

The bleeding at the broken parts of Da Wei's shoulders suddenly stopped, and the pain disappeared.

"This is your last chance." The Black General looked down at Da Wei and said, "After a week, if I haven't received any relevant clues, or if I receive false clues... you, and the other humans in the Skypeeping Bureau, will all die."

"...Yes." Da Wei looked at the Black General in fear and answered in a trembling voice.

"Get out." The Black General said.

After saying that, it turned and walked towards the seat in front.

Da Wei barely stood up, looking at the two arms on the ground, only to feel his legs weak, and collapsed to the ground before he reached the door.

But he gritted his teeth and barely crawled out of the door.

At this moment, a shrill "chuckle" sound suddenly sounded in the hall.

Da Wei knew that this was the laughter of the Sky Falcon Clan.

The Sky Falcon Clan creatures on both sides were laughing at him.

However, Da Wei had long been accustomed to this level of humiliation.

At this time, it was extremely difficult to save his life.

As for dignity... it didn't matter at all.

Amid the unpleasant laughter, Da Wei left the yard with difficulty.

The black general sat back in his seat and raised his right hand.

The laughter in the hall stopped abruptly.

"How is the Martial Arts Association?" The black general turned his head to look at the first subordinate in the row on his left hand side and asked.

"It is said that they have not yet given in. Lord White General will go there in person tomorrow. If they don't surrender, they will take action." The subordinate walked out and answered.

"Isn't he just a seriously injured and old human cultivator who is in the top five of the Holy List? Why is General White so slow in doing things!?" The black general said coldly, "If the king had let me go, I would have made the Martial Arts Association kneel down and surrender!"

The subordinates in the hall all knew that the relationship between the black general and the white general was very bad, and they didn't dare to say much at this moment.

"...Whose hands did the holy fruit that appeared in Dongdu recently fall into?" Black General changed the subject and asked again.

"I heard...it was obtained by the Water Ghost Clan of the Shenhai Dynasty." The subordinate replied again.

Black General snorted coldly and said, "A mere Water Ghost Clan was able to get the holy fruit first."

"After all, Dongdu has been jointly occupied by the three clans under the Shenhai Dynasty...it is difficult for the holy fruit not to fall into the hands of these three clans." The subordinate replied.

"Does the king know about this?" Black General asked.

"The king has heard about it a long time ago, but has not received any instructions yet." The subordinate said again.

Black General's eyes flashed with cold light and he stopped talking.

...

In the western part of Beidu, Zhenyu Prison.

This place was originally a prison built by the Righteous Alliance thousands of years ago and has been abandoned for a long time.

But now, this prison holds nearly a hundred monks.

These monks are the strong men from various forces who were defeated in the confrontation with the Sky Falcon Clan.

At this moment, screams were heard in the prison, miserable and miserable.

Even though these monks were imprisoned in the prison, they were still suffering extreme torture.

A copper ring similar to a collar was put on their necks.

The energy released by this copper ring was like countless poisonous insects biting the flesh, which was extremely painful.

There were nearly a thousand monks imprisoned here.

Many monks could not bear this kind of pain and begged for mercy, so they accepted the blood curse and became a member of the alien race from then on.

The less than one hundred monks left in the prison were still resisting stubbornly and were unwilling to surrender.

They knew very well that once they accepted the blood curse, they would never be able to turn over, and would always be branded as aliens and become dogs and slaves of aliens.

However, as time passed, even the monks who were as firm as a rock at the beginning gradually wavered after a long and endless torture, and finally had to accept reality.

They could not see hope.

If they hold on any longer, they will only suffer more pain in vain.

No one can save them.

The world today has been occupied by alien races.

Even if there is no Tiansuan tribe, there will be other tribes coming... They still have to continue to endure torture.

In the deepest cell of the boss, two people are imprisoned.

These two people, one old and one young, are covered with wounds and bloodstains.

They are Yuan Sanquan and Murong Jian.

This master and disciple... have been arrested in this prison since they lost the battle in Xiaodong Mountain a month ago and have never left.

At this moment, Murong Jian is lying on the ground, his body twitching and making painful sounds.

Yuan Sanquan still has a beard, but compared to a year ago, his face is visibly older, and his beard is even a little gray.

He looked at Murong Jian with pity in his eyes.

"Disciple, if you can't hold on, you... surrender." Yuan Sanquan gritted his teeth and said.

Murong Jian's face was as pale as a sheet of paper, his body still trembling, and he answered with difficulty: "Master, if you don't surrender, I will never surrender! I...will definitely stand by you, Master."

"...If you continue like this, you will not be able to hold on sooner or later." Yuan Sanquan said with red eyes.