In Yu Ling's soul power induction, the entire West Pole Hell was like an explosion of pots, and the guards who were originally guarding in front of various barriers left their posts one after another, searching for the figure of the intruder, and it wouldn't be long before they would find everyone's traces.

Yu Ling had slowed down as much as she could, but after just a few minutes, there were still many slaves who had been thrown farther and farther away, but their ranks had not shrunk, but were becoming more and more bloated.

Because this is like a snowball, after Yuling broke the barrier between the second factory and the third factory, he also killed the supervisor of the second factory and a team of guards, and the other slaves listened to the movement, like a cat smelling fishy, no matter who led the team, they riveted their strength behind the team.

Of course, there was no shortage of more cautious slaves, their numb faces flashing with struggle and fear, and before they could make up their minds whether to follow, Yu Ling had already disappeared with the crowd in a flash.

The scene was extremely chaotic for a while, but wherever Yu Ling passed, he would inevitably jump around, even if he didn't want to make such a big move, but there were too many slaves in the West Pole Hell, and his legs were long on people's bodies, and Yu Ling had no time or energy to stop them.

"Second uncle, how are you?" Yu Ling rushed to the front alone, looking back at the state of Yu Qingyuan and Yu Daoren from time to time.

Yu Qingyuan is obviously different from other tortured slaves, and it can even be said that he is no different from those healthy people in the outside world, so this section of the road, Yu Qingyuan except that the speed can not be accelerated, the body does not bear much load, and even halfway through the run, he also took the initiative to carry Yu Daoren.

"It's okay, it should be almost to the first factory, be careful that there are a lot of masters over there. Yuqingyuan's face was gloomy, but he still believed in Yuling's strength.

Because along the way, all the guards who dared to jump out to stop them were all resolved by Yuling in a matter of seconds, and there was no need for the slave army to make a move.

"Also, there is the Jinsha Sen Luo Formation at the entrance, I heard them say that it seems to be a big killing array that is infinitely close to the fifth grade, Ling Er, do you have a way to solve it?" Yu Daoren said solemnly.

"Yes. Yu Ling counted the amount of putrid acid poison in the spirit ring, and said it with certainty.

He wasn't worried that the putrid poison would reveal his identity, anyway, the people of Tianshang Gong didn't know any of his identities from beginning to end.

"You take this, and when you encounter danger, you will use your spiritual power to activate it. Yu Ling threw Yu Qingyuan a small bead again, which contained blue light like an ocean, and looked more magnificent than a gemstone.

Because they have been on a rampage for so long, they are finally about to encounter the biggest obstacle.

Yu Ling turned the last corner, and the vision in front of him became wide, and as he expected, there was a dense garrison in front of the barrier at the junction of the first factory and the second factory, and the armor on his body reflected the cold light of the forest.

"You want to rebel, don't you? Do you think the law doesn't hold the people accountable?"

The guard led by him took a step forward, and the dark golden spear was aimed at the slave army, and his voice was cold: "Tell you! No one wants to leave today!

There was an obvious commotion among the slaves, many of whom blindly joined the team with just enthusiasm, but when they really faced this group of guards who held the power of life and death, the original courage was suddenly replaced by a thick heart palpitation and panic, and even some people began to consider whether to surrender immediately and beg for mercy.

Yu Ling felt the chaos behind him, he glanced back at the army of slaves that had reached tens of thousands of people at some point, saw the festering flesh and sore-covered skin of those people, saw the wrinkled faces that should have been very young, and saw the glint of hope and despair in their eyes......

So he changed his mind.

Facing the endless wall of guards, Yu Ling slowly raised his ink condensing knife and pointed directly at the guards in the late stage of the Merge Dao led by him, and the great cycle surged out like a volcanic eruption, and the evil qi almost turned into a black cloud like a substance around him.

In the midst of the cacophony, his voice overcame all the chaos and resounded clearly in everyone's ears.

"If you stay here, you will surely die, and those who are willing to go out with me will hold on to your weapons!"

The slaves fell into a brief silence, as if the last quiet before the storm.

Suddenly, I don't know who roared hoarsely in an out-of-tune voice—

"Kill!"

"Kill—" Countless slaves roared with all their might, and the roar was more earth-shattering than the overwhelming tsunami, shaking the faces of all the guards.

Those years of numbness like the walking dead, those humble and stealing time......

From then on, one cut and two cuts!

"What are you doing? Are you crazy?!"

The heart of the guard leader in the late stage of the Merge Road was beating wildly, and even he couldn't help but feel a little numb in the face of this sea of slaves.

How could these cowardly, cowardly, and passable slaves, who usually dare not say even a word of disobedience, suddenly ...... Bursting with such terrifying energy?

Before he could think too much, a figure was already approaching rapidly, and then the jet-black sword light invaded his entire field of vision.

"Dang!"

The leader of the guards hurriedly struggled to block, but he felt a vigorous rumble that overwhelmed all his resistance, and even Dao Yun, who was at the peak of the Convergence Dao, seemed to become weak, and his whole person flew out uncontrollably, slamming into the barrier.

"Hum—"

The barrier, which had been strong enough, was knocked out of the violent fluctuations, and the shocking cracks spread wantonly, and anyone could clearly see it.

"Rush!"

The slaves were already red-eyed, and they had gathered all the courage of their lives to fight hard in a wrecked boat.

If you look down from above, you can see an amazing picture:

The army of black-pressed slaves turned into an unstoppable torrent and rushed away frantically, while those guards who were strong seemed to be weak and weak, as if they would collapse and collapse in an instant after being hit by the torrent.

In three minutes, Yu Ling beheaded the leader of the guards.

In five minutes, the torrent broke down the wall of people who stood in their way.

In six minutes, the spatial barrier shattered, and the slaves of the first factory began to join this terrifying motley army one after another.

Ten minutes later, the crowd rushed to the entrance to the West Pole Hell.

The Jinsha Senluo Front was in full swing, and most of the surviving overseers and guards had gathered here in an attempt to use this last line of defense to suppress the massive rebellion.

"If you have the ability, you can come, I see which of you can stop the strangulation of the six-grade killing array!"

That Lord Qi hid behind the formation and shouted angrily.

However, the army of slaves only paused for a moment, and then slowly but surely surged towards the Jinsha Sen Luo Formation.

Because they knew that as long as they rushed through this killing array, they could see the light of day.

The long-lost light that can only be seen in dreams.

"If you want to die, just go up, a bunch of shit stuff that don't want to die, Lao Tzu ...... today" Inspector Qi scolded viciously, but the next moment, his voice stopped abruptly.

I saw a thick black ink-like thing flying all over the sky, all splashing on the Jinsha Senluo array, like a soldering iron encountering water, snorting and destroying the operation of the formation at an incomparably terrifying speed.

Yu Ling was glad that the putrid poison had not caused a riot among the slave armies, as many of them had been tortured to the point of losing their sense of smell, and many of them had developed a high degree of resistance to the foul-smelling corpses of the Chaos creatures that they came into contact with every day.

"What is this...... What magic weapon?"

Even after being reminded by Yu Ling in advance, Yu Qingyuan was still a little unbearable, so he could only hold his breath and ask.

"Putrid acid poison, specializing in all kinds of spirit arrays, the only drawback is stinky. After a brief explanation, Yu Ling rushed into the dimly lit Jinsha Senluo array with a long knife and forcibly cut a path.

"Everyone, follow me!"

Yu Qingyuan shouted, and rushed to the front with Yu Daoren on his back.

But he soon found that Yu Ling was still standing motionless, and he couldn't help but be stunned and said, "Ling'er, aren't you leaving?"

"Some of the people who should be killed haven't been killed yet, why should I leave?" a sneer overflowed from the corner of Yu Ling's lips.

"But ......"

"Don't worry, my friend will be out there to pick you up, I'll be here as soon as I get rid of some of them. Yu Ling said as he turned around and walked towards the formation of the Jinsha Sen Luo Formation.

There were a dozen trembling overseers hiding there, and they watched as groups of slaves rushed past Yu Ling, while the young man who looked like a demon god carried a long knife and walked towards them with an expressionless face.

"Who the hell are you...... Qi Supervisor felt his teeth bump up and down, this "slave" named Zhou Peng had become the god of death who decided their fate, and was about to swing the sickle of judgment.

Yu Ling just stopped beside the formation without saying a word, and at this moment, there was only a thin layer of spiritual power barrier left between him and the dozen or so overseers.

A cold sneer appeared on his face, and he asked very slowly, "Who...... Are you the supervisor of the fifth factory?"