Hey, old man, are you okay? Guan Heng walked quickly to the crystal cover, knocked it twice and said, "Hold on, I'll rescue you right away."

Young man, you can actually see my soul body, which shows that you are not an ordinary human being.

The old man from the Sand tribe was struggling and said: I am dying soon. Don't rush to save me yet. Please find something from the interrogator for me first. It is a black stone as big as a palm.

Guan Heng heard the old man's tone of voice and was very anxious, so he didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly groped for the interrogator's body. He then shouted: Found it, is it this thing?

Seeing the black stone that Guan Heng held over, a smile flashed across the corner of the Sand Clan old man's mouth, and he murmured to himself: It seems that this guy really wore the Sand Clan black stone on his body in order to facilitate asking me for information.

,Very good.

Young human friend, I am an elder of the Sand tribe, Min Te. I haven’t asked you what your name is yet.

Hearing Elder Min Te's question, Guan Heng quickly said his name. He then said: Elder Min Te, why did the people of the Phantom Dragon Legion catch you and torture you to extract a confession? What on earth do they want to do?

This matter involves the most important secret of the Sand Clan. Mr. Guan Heng, although you saved me, please forgive me for not being able to tell the truth now.

Hearing the embarrassment in the voice of the old man from the Sand tribe, Guan Heng said nonchalantly: Forget it is inconvenient. In short, the people who are in trouble for the Dragon Legion are all my friends. I will rescue you first.

It's too late, young man. The old man of the Sand tribe said with difficulty in the crystal shield: I have been tortured by these demon villains. My body has died long ago. Now only this weak soul body is left. Don't bother to save me.

Okay, you should quickly find a way to escape.

Having said this, the elder of the Sand Clan paused for a moment before continuing: If you have the ability, I would like to ask you something. Please take the Black Stone of the Sand Clan to the fifth floor of the Stone Demon Fortress and save me.

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This is no problem, but I want to save the rest of the Sand people. As for you, I can also take them away.

At this moment, Guan Heng smiled slightly and suddenly used the evil-breaking eye power to shine on the soul of the elder of the Sand Clan, turning him into a stone of the soul.

Pacha Guanheng smashed the crystal cover with one punch, picked up the soul stone of the Sand Clan elder and turned around to leave. When he came outside, he used the handle on the wall to close the secret interrogation room to prevent anyone from discovering the body of the interrogator.

In the interrogation room, there were many coats of those cruel demon officials hanging on the wall. Guan Heng took off one and put it on his body. He thought to himself: If he wants to go to the cell to save people, wearing the clothes of a jailer is the best way.

Couldn't be more appropriate.

Out of politeness, Guan Heng did not search the memories in the soul stone of the old man from the Sand Clan, but Guan Heng searched the interrogator's soul stone honestly and politely. The interrogator's memory was nothing more than some trivial matters about the Phantom Dragon Legion, such as

A little shrimp jailer like him doesn't have access to any core inside information.

However, the information Guan Heng wanted to search for, as long as it was related to the Sha tribe being interrogated and Kohan's mysterious formation, the interrogator didn't know much about these matters. Most of them were conveyed by Kohan's adjutant.

For him.

It is said that the remaining Sand tribe people have a very strong concept of defending their territory. When the Dragon tribe attacked the Grand Canyon of Stone Demon City, the Sand tribe people resisted desperately, and even used a kind of stone armor warrior controlled by air to repel many attacks of the Dragon tribe.

But after all, there was a huge disparity in strength. In the end, the Sand tribe was outnumbered and was completely occupied by the Dragon Legion. A large number of tribesmen were taken as prisoners, including the elderly Sand tribe elders. These people soon died tragically under the torture of the Phantom Dragon Legion.

Most of it.

However, the legion commander Kohan had some information about the stone-armored people of the Sand Clan and the huge ancient formations. He wanted to interrogate the elders of the Sand Clan, so he used the secret method of soul extraction to capture the elder's soul and tortured him every day.

But he couldn't get anything useful out of the stubborn old man's mouth.

The stone-armored man's secret method and the ancient formation Guan Heng walked to the fifth floor while thinking about these things: Are these two the real reasons for the catastrophe of the Sand Clan's demise?

Just thinking about it, Guan Heng had already walked from the bottom of the building to the fifth floor. Along the way, he met two or three patrols of the demon black-armored warriors. However, when the other party saw the jailer's robe on Guan Heng, he immediately stood up through the old man's body.

He avoided it as far away as possible.

Seeing the black-armored warrior in such a frightened state, Guan Heng felt secretly amused. He had already searched the interrogator's memory for the reason.

Just because the prisoners who are being tortured in the interrogation room, in addition to the innocent people caught from outside, there are also many erring soldiers in the Phantom Dragon Legion. The cruel officials of the demon clan will not show mercy when dealing with their own people, so

When the patrolmen saw Guan Heng, who was wearing a jailer's robe, they were like a mouse seeing a cat.

This outer skin really provides me with a lot of conveniences. Guan Heng thought like this and walked into the corridor on the fifth floor. Guan Heng casually patted the shoulder of a black-armored patrolman who was passing by, and he was immediately taken aback.

Trembling with fright, the boy asked timidly: Brother Jailor, what can I do for you?

Brother, I am a new jailer and I am not very familiar with the situation here. Guan Heng said: Now I have been ordered by the interrogator to go to the cell where the Sha people are detained. Can you please show me the way?

Uh, that's it, no problem, no problem.

For these patrols, jailers are more terrifying than their direct superiors. Who knows if they make a small mistake one day and be thrown into a cell, so they have to rush to flatter each other, the patrol said with a flattering smile on his face.

:The Sha clan's cell is at the end on the right. Come with me.

Seeing the patrol's cooperation, Guan Heng nodded with satisfaction, and then followed him to the cell of the Sha tribe. The black-armored patrolman said: Brother jailer, look, the thirteen Sha tribe members who are still alive are all locked up in this cell.

Here it is.

As he said that, the black-armored patrolman took off a bunch of keys from the wall at the corner and handed them to Guan Heng. He smiled and said: The black one can open the prison.

Before the guy with a smile on his face could finish speaking, Guan Heng's fist had already hit him hard in the face. The other person didn't even make a sound, he hit the wall and fainted.

When they saw Guan Heng knocking down the patrolman, the dozen or so imprisoned Sha people immediately gathered at the door of the cell. The leader of them, a slightly older Sha people, looked at Guan Heng's unfamiliar face and asked suspiciously.

Said: Who are you?
Chapter completed!