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Chapter six hundred and sixty-eight old friends

When Su Jing woke up from a coma, he found that he had reached the Iron Realm.

"It's not the way I expected to enter..." He grinned and twisted his body. The toxins in his body had dissipated, but his internal strength could not move. He felt that his internal energy still existed, but he could not use it. His whole body seemed to be under anesthesia, which was so stiff that it was probably a kind of restriction technique of red force.

The sky of the Iron Realm is intertwined with dark red and earthy yellow, like a yellow land soaked in blood, while the ground of the Iron Realm is red and rusty, with broken weapons and rotten skulls everywhere. Su Jing didn't know what kind of person would be living in such a sky. Although his internal force was sealed, his perception was still keen. The "wilderness" in the world of the Martial God is already an extremely dangerous death, but the danger felt ten times heavier than the wilderness, just like there were some beasts watching him every moment.

"What the hell is this?"

Su Jing asked, but no one answered.

He sat up and found himself locked in an iron cage, with his hands and feet bound by iron chains. The iron cage was placed under a military flag, and the entire military flag was laid in the middle of a road. Su Jing sat alone in the cage. The only thing he was with him were the dark clouds in the sky and the black ants drilling in and out of the sand and gravel.

"Hey, turned into a lonely prisoner?"

Su Jing sighed and began to find a way to get out of here and then go to trouble the Dragon Army.

Before he could think of the idea of ​​escaping, a distant trombone blew in the horizon. He raised his head in shock and found that the earth began to tremble.

Looking around, the scenery of Tiejing is extremely monotonous, and the only places where you can see are endless mountains. There is no bright vitality in the mountains, only a gloomy desire to die. However, when the trombone sounds from the horizon, the world suddenly changes. Winter passes and spring comes, and life dormant underground begins to emerge from the surface, sprout, and grow, showing its prosperity to the master of this world.

And the creatures in this world are definitely not those kind kittens and deer.

Su Jing raised his eyebrows and watched the ants on the ground running away in a hurry. A land that looked like a hill slowly cracked, and a wild boar with a metallic luster came out of it. The wild boar was more than five meters long and about four meters high, while two curved fangs were twinkling with silver metallic light. It shook the ashes on its body, and its bloodthirsty eyes swept towards Su Jing, patrolling up and down for a while, shook its tail and walked away.

Su Jing felt that he was insulted.

In every corner he could see, the strange metal beast began to drill out of the ground. Although he had temporarily lost some of his power, Su Jing's eyesight was still there. He faintly felt the pattern of this world - the breath of this world and a certain god and demon, naturally. There was only one dominant god and demon here - the breath of this world was connected with Longchengxue. When Longchengxue fell into silence, the world was also silent; and when Longchengxue woke up, the world also woke up. The "Iron Realm" was like the country in Longchengxue's own law domain, every grass, a tree, sand and a stone were the externalization of the inner scenery of this god and demon.

What an unfriendly master.

In the distance, a black iron castle rose from the ground with a huge roar.

The ground rolls over, and the towering black spires pierce the ground and grows towards the sky. The ancient and strong city walls shake off the reddish-brown rust and dig up like a hungry wolf covered in needles. Gothic domes and gloomy drip mouths, as well as gorgeous glazed windows. Each part of the castle seems to have its own will, but also has a consistent sense of coordination under the overall will.

Su Jing stared at the rise of the castle. Then he remembered to calculate the height of the castle. With such a long distance, he could only use a simple trigonometric function to estimate it, and the result was amazing. With the visual observation outside, the use area inside may be comparable to that of a whole city. It is only because it is too far away from it that it looks normal in size.

After a while, someone came over with light skills while riding the wind. Su Jing, who was sawing the chain with his claws, narrowed his eyes. The person's body movement was not very good, and it might be about four to five stars. Logically speaking, the Iron Realm should not be open to adventurers below six stars, but this body movement gave him a familiar and intimate feeling.

The people coming were getting closer and closer. Su Jing tilted his head and looked at his approaching fat body, showing a strange look of surprise:

“…Little fat man? Rich?”

"Yes... it's me, the disease-free teacher!"

"Why did you come here?"

Xu Fugui wiped the oily sweat from his face and looked at Su Jing who was locked in an iron cage with concern, "Well, Mr. Wudian, I seem to be recruited by Long Jun to do chores. Although I didn't practice martial arts well, the staff of Long Jun once recruited people, and I just submitted the application with a try-and-see attitude. Unexpectedly, I approved it all at once. I thought I could learn advanced martial arts here, but I didn't expect... Uh, they said that even masters had to do some errands..."

The fat man's face was not very good, and he sighed long: "Not only is the environment dangerous here, but he also has to help all kinds of strong people run errands and clean up the Dragon Fort. They said that ordinary servants died after a few times. Adventurers with certain strength can survive here, so a guy like me who is neither high nor low has become the best choice... Oh, I really have to die every day and live again. When the general of Longcheng wakes up, this place becomes like the Colosseum, and all lives will fight each other like crazy, and even I will be targeted by them. Not only that, I also have to deliver meals to the prisoners in the cell, check their situation, etc.... I am so annoyed."

It was not all bad. Su Jing glanced at him. According to his estimate, even if Xu Fugui had his correspondence guidance from Su Luo, it would take about six months to reach the five-star rating. However, it was not long before he had separated. Xu Fugui's figure was quite agile, and he could see that his basic skills were solid and his progress was rapid. He had already touched the edge of the five-star rating. This period of life in tragic life seems to have added a lot of experience to him.

"Uh, sorry, Teacher Wudian." Xu Fugui then remembered that Su Jing had something to do, "I'm here to send you to Dragon Castle."

Looking at the bare iron cage and the person lying inside, the fat man was a little embarrassed, but Su Jing directly solved the problem for him. He got up from the ground, easily broke the iron cage, walked out with shackles and chains, and then summoned a motorcycle.

"Go." (To be continued)
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