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Eight hundred and twentieth nine chapters into the dungeon

"You don't know this, right? The former Young City Master of Tianlong City lost face in his hands, and he must find a way to get it back."

"This is going to be a good show. Master Yang is a member of the Star Formation Masters Association. By doing this, Longcheng is not afraid of offending the Star Formation Masters Association?"

On the Tianyuan Continent, as the saying goes, if you offend a heaven-level star refiner, you cannot offend the people of the Star Formation Master Association.

Long Kang has now not only offended the Star Formation Master Association, but has even directly turned against a high-level Star Formation Master.

Yang Ming couldn't help laughing as he listened to the voices of people talking in his ears. Long Kang led the people from the City Lord's Mansion to arrest him, using the momentum of the City Lord's Mansion to suppress them.

If he resists, he will become the enemy of the entire city lord's palace.

Although Yang Ming is not afraid of Long Wuyou, but now he has to consider the people of Wanxing Sect.

Now because of the face of the City Lord's Mansion, they dare not take action against him for a while, but once there is a conflict between him and the City Lord's Mansion, the two parties may not collude.

"Just take this opportunity to see who instigated this idiot."

Yang Ming didn't think that Long Kang had the guts to target him. As the lord of a city, Long Wuyou was very humane, and it was even more impossible for him to offend a high-level star formation master because of Long Kang.

Half an hour later, Yang Ming was thrown into a dungeon.

The dungeon was dark and humid, with pitch black surroundings and no light at all. Drops of water dripped down from the walls, making people panic.

"Yang Ming, from today on, you will be imprisoned here. If it is found that you did not steal the treasure, we will naturally release you."

A jailer guarding the dungeon slammed the heavy iron door.

Yang Ming took out a night-illuminating stone, and oily light spread out, illuminating the entire dungeon.

"Huh? It seems that there is not much peace in Dragon City."

Yang Ming glanced around and saw several corpses in other dungeons that were almost dry and inhuman shape.

There is a disgusting smell in the air.

I am afraid that no one who is imprisoned here will be able to get out alive.

Yang Ming thought secretly in his heart.

Not long after, the iron door was suddenly pushed open, and a ray of light shone in through the gap.

Then, a slight sound of footsteps was heard.

"I told you this damn place is not for humans. It's really disgusting."

Long Kang walked to Yang Ming's cell, pinched his nose and looked at him.

"Yang Ming, I said I will make you pay the price. Now I will give you one last chance to cut off your arms, kneel down and kowtow to me to apologize, and I will let you go." Long Kang said with great compassion.

Before Yang Ming could speak, Long Kang was stopped by the man in a black robe beside him: "Okay, get things done quickly, we are leaving here."

Yang Ming's ears twitched, and he vaguely felt that this person's voice was very familiar. His mind turned slightly, and he said suddenly: "It turns out to be you, Mr. Xingchen. It's been a long time since I last saw you."

Mr. Stardust smiled coldly and lifted the cape on his head: "Yang Ming, I didn't expect that when we meet again, it would be under such circumstances."

Yang Ming originally thought that Long Kang's most likely partner would be the Ten Thousand Stars Sect, but he didn't expect that it would be him.

Yang Ming couldn't help but shook his head and said: "Xingchen Lord, if you were hiding behind your father, I might have forgotten you long ago, but I didn't expect that you are ignorant and must seek your own death.
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