Two hours later, these people landed in an abandoned city in the wasteland.
Then they entered an empty house and the female sorcerer pressed a mechanism in the corner.
A passage that could allow two people to walk side by side appeared on the ground.
After another ten minutes, everyone stopped.
"Greetings, Deputy Commander!"
The spacious underground palace was lit up with blue magic crystals, reflecting everyone's faces, looking very strange.
In front of them was a tall stone chair, on which sat a person wearing a demonic wolf mask.
This person was the commander of this operation, and also the deputy commander of the Demonic Blood Wing Assassin Group.
"Get up, you Poison Spirits are indeed extraordinary. This operation is meritorious, the rewards will not be lacking."
"Wake him up first, I want to interrogate him personally."
The voice behind the mask was sharp and hoarse, it was impossible to tell if it was a man or a woman, but to be able to become the deputy commander, he must be very old and his cultivation must be very terrifying.
After hearing the order, the female sorcerer and the burly man each sprinkled a white powder on Zhang Xing.
After a dozen breaths, Zhang Xing slowly woke up.
"Where is this place?
Who are you? "
Seeing Zhang Xing's frightened eyes, the surrounding people showed disdain.
He was just an ordinary child, the deputy commander had warned them to be careful before the operation, saying that this child was not ordinary.
This also increased their pressure, the whereabouts of the Eighteen War Monarchs were still unknown, as if they had evaporated from the world, just thinking about it was terrifying.
Whether they were slaughtered by this child or for some other reason, the big shots in the group had been worried.
Fortunately, they had finally caught him, the truth of the matter was about to be revealed, there might even be an unexpected reward!
According to the intelligence, Zhang Xing's background was very clean, he had no one to rely on after his grandfather died.
But from that moment on, he seemed to have become a different person.
Perhaps the God of Fortune pitied him and poured all the good luck on his head, not only did his cultivation improve rapidly, what was even more shocking was that he actually had a black dragon.
There must be a secret, if they could interrogate this secret, would they be able to find out the secret of the dragon?
Some people also guessed that maybe he had found the cultivation ruins of an ancestor and obtained the inheritance, and that the dragon was the guardian.
There must be countless treasures and secret manuals in there …
"Zhang Xing, I am the Vice Commander of the Demonic Blood Wings. I captured you to ask you two questions. If you are willing to cooperate, I can spare your life."
The vice commander's shrill voice could be heard.
Zhang Xing raised his head and followed the voice to see a person wearing a black robe and hiding under a mask.
"What … What is it? I will definitely tell you if I know!"
The deputy commander nodded in satisfaction. This was how a normal child should behave.
"First, do you know the whereabouts of the Eighteen War Kings? Are they dead or alive?"
"Don't try to trick me. Look at the top of your head. That's a magic crystal. It's specially used to measure mental fluctuations."
"Lord Vice Commander, I will definitely speak the truth. I won't dare to lie."
"The eighteen War Kings you sent to kill me have all been killed by me. The Great Devil Bat Formation has also been burned down."
Zhang Xing appeared to be in fear and trepidation, looking serious and serious.
"What?
You killed them all?
How was this possible?
You were only an intermediate Magic Shooter at that time. How is this possible! "
The female magician at the side suddenly looked at Zhang Xing, gnashing her teeth as if she wanted to eat him alive.
Then the female magician cried, "Brother, you died so miserably …"