I Have A Bunch Of Saint Apprentices

To deal with these extraordinary people, he had to use such a bloody and violent method.    

If he didn't let them see blood, they wouldn't submit to him.    

Starting from Qiu Huda's cell, Shen Jun started to walk forward. His steps were neither too far nor too slow.    

On his left and right, all the prisoners introduced themselves as fast as they could. They were afraid that Shen Jun wouldn't be able to hear them if he walked too fast.    

"My name is Mao Pengzu, and I'm at the Peak of God Stage. Master, please take me away, master! I will do my best for you, my lord!"    

"My name is Gongsun Yinian, and I am an Early Period of Half Emperor warrior. If you take me out, I will do my best to serve my lord!"    

"My lord's name is Shi Yushan, a Peak of God Stage!"    

"My name is..."    

As they walked to the end of the road, the voices from both sides never stopped.    

The prisoners here were all quite strong. After the 'education' just now, everyone was extremely attentive.    

However, Shen Jun did not see the person he was looking for.    

At this moment, Qiu Huda spoke.    

"Master, if you want to keep some good subordinates, why don't you go to the fifth floor and take a look? There is a true expert locked up there. "    

Shen Jun immediately became alert and quickly asked, "The fifth floor? There is another fifth level in Imperial Prison?!"    

"Yes." Qiu Huda nodded his head. "Others might not know, but I am an elder, so I naturally know."    

"Take me there quickly!"    

Qiu Huda agreed and led Shen Jun deeper into the valley.    

After a while, they arrived in front of a stone wall.    

Qiu Huda searched the stone wall for a long time and knocked on it.    

Suddenly.    

With a cracking sound, a brick on the stone wall was pushed in.    

Then, the gear room cracked, and the huge stone wall, which weighed more than ten thousand kilograms, slowly fell onto the wall.    

"The fifth layer" finally appeared in front of him.    

The two of them picked up their levels and went down to the deepest part of the Imperial Prison.    

And here, there was only one cell!    

In the deepest part of the cell, what was locked up was not some peerless devil, nor was it some old man who was about to die.    

The one locked up here was a young man.    

The dim lamp lit up his pale skin.    

His thin body was covered in wounds.    

Unlike the other prisoners, this young man was tied up with more than ten iron chains as thick as an arm. Even his mouth was sealed by steel.    

When the young man heard the movement of the stone door, he only raised his head to glance at it. Then, he immediately looked away.    

There was no trace of anger in that pair of eyes.    

When Shen Jun saw him.    

Killing intent suddenly rose!    

Snow Holy Land!    

You have really eaten the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard!!    

You actually imprisoned two of my disciples at once!!    

"Go!" Under the excited mood, Shen Jun's tone could not help but become higher, "Save him for me!"    

"Yes, sir!"    

Qiu Huda noticed Shen Jun's unusual mood and did not dare to ask any more questions. He immediately took action.    

A fiery red Spiritual Force was thrown out and the heavy iron door was immediately melted into a pool of water.    

What Qiu Huda cultivated was actually a rare Great Dao of Fire.    

But Shen Jun did not have the time to care about him right now. He strode into the cell.    

At the same time, he removed the disguising technique on his body and restored his original appearance.    

Shen Jun had never thought of this.    

Even this disciple was captured by the Sacred Land!    

Gan Jiayu, ranked 11th under Shen Jun.    

He cultivated a very rare Great Dao.    

The Great Dao of Dead Souls!    

In terms of combat strength alone, this kid might be the strongest existence under Shen Jun's tutelage.    

After all, the Great Dao of Dead Souls followed the tactic of a sea of people.    

In a situation where both of them were at the same realm, even a monster like Shen Jun would have a headache facing him.    

He had never thought that even this brat would be captured by the Sacred Land.    

Shen Jun still remembered that back then, when he was about to die, he was lying on the bed, unable to move.    

It was this foolish brat who cried so miserably in front of his bed, saying that he wanted to use the Dead Spirit Technique to pull his master back.    

Because of this, Shen Jun even gave him a beating before he died.    

Putting aside the difficulty of the Dead Spirit Revival Technique,    

Even if it succeeded, it wouldn't be a true resurrection.    

The person who was resurrected would not have any memories of his previous life, and would listen to his orders.    

To put it bluntly, it was an obedient zombie.    

Gan Jiayu, this brat, was also filled with grief and anxiousness at that time, which was why he would say such foolish words.    

"Stinking brat! Why are you here!?"    

Shen Jun strode into the cell, pulled off Gan Jiayu's mask, and angrily rebuked him for failing to meet his expectations.    

"What nonsense are you spouting?! Sooner or later, I will go out and give you the Snow Holy Land... Eh? "    

Gan Jiayu didn't even raise his head as he started cursing.    

But halfway through.    

He realized something was wrong!    

This, this, this... this way of address, the tone, this voice... How could it be so familiar!?    

Gan Jiayu raised his head abruptly.    

The moment he met Shen Jun's eyes, this young man who had been dealing with dead people every day immediately turned red!    

"Master... Master?" He couldn't believe his own eyes.    

"Who else could it be?" Shen Jun said angrily, "Other than me, who else could come to this desolate place just to catch a little bastard like you?"    

"Master! Your disciple has finally seen you again! Gan Jiayu sobbed silently. If not for the iron chains binding him... Master, sob, sob, sob... Master, am I dreaming? Wuwuwu... "    

"Master, do you have your High Dragon Whip? Please select your disciple. Let your disciple know that I'm not dreaming!"    

Gan Jiayu cried until he was out of breath. His snot and tears were all plastered on his face.    

Shen Jun smiled in pain and called out the High Dragon Whip.    

Gan Jiayu cried even louder when he saw the familiar golden whip. At the same time, the last bit of doubt in his heart vanished in an instant.    

Not to mention eight hundred years.    

Even if it was eight thousand years, or even eighty thousand years!    

He would never forget the appearance and aura of the High Dragon Whip.    

Gan Jiayu kept crying. Shen Jun squatted in front of him, waiting for him to finish venting his emotions.    

Qiu Huda stood outside the cell with a face full of shock.    

He did not know who Gan Jiayu was, nor did he know.    

However, Qiu Huda knew the meaning of the fifth floor, the Imperial Prison.    

Those who were locked up here were the biggest threats to the Snow Holy Land!    

He, a former Half Emperor elder, didn't have this kind of treatment. The severity of the fifth level, the Imperial Prison, was obvious.    

And the only prisoner in the fifth level actually hugged the young master's leg and called him master?    

Qiu Huda didn't know what to say anymore.    

Just what kind of person did he follow!?    

When Gan Jiayu calmed down a little, Shen Jun immediately helped him release the restraint on his body.    

"Speak." Shen Jun helped him up and asked snappily, "What stupid thing did you do to fall into the hands of the Sacred Land?"