This thousand-foot high chain extending from the isolated island in the middle of the sea is called the Otherworldly Lock.

At the end of the world-locked world, that is, the other shore of the sea is connected to a group of mountains, and the isolated Tiannan Sword Forge City is hidden in the green mountains.

The reason why the worldly lock exists is entirely because of the sea area from the isolated island to the coast, and there are many dark wood swirls on the seabed, which is difficult to navigate whether it is an ordinary ship sword boat or a large ship merchant ship. Therefore, the Otherworldly Lock has become the only way for the outside world to reach Sword Casting City, like a heavenly road!

Luo Changfeng, who was reduced to a slave, wore a shackled anklet, and the group of Taoist friends beside him who had different reasons but were connected by the same fate were terrified, and finally walked to the other end of the lock.

There were already people waiting for them.

These people are the slaves of the Dragon Prison Hall in Sword Forge City. As for what kind of place is the Dragon Prison Venue...... The unfortunate slaves, including Luo Changfeng, saw it with their own eyes.

It was a giant gladiatorial arena.

It is surrounded by a circular castle about 10 feet high, made of solid black rock. Its tenacity level is that even the Venerable of the Transformation Tribulation Realm may not be able to cut it with a single sword.

I don't know if it's because of the dark hours or the unique rules of the Dragon Prison Venue, Luo Changfeng and more than 100 slaves were escorted to this time, and there was no one on the castle around, and it was very quiet.

More than 100 slaves were driven by the slaves, entered through the huge gate on one side of the gladiatorial arena, and walked straight to the other iron gate through the gladiatorial arena covered with yellow sand.

The iron gate was raised, and it was dark and cold.

The slave who walked in front heard a terrible sound, like a beast, and began to tremble with fright.

Unable to guess what terrible things awaited him behind the gates, he refused to take even half a step, and began to retreat, screaming madly to escape from this hell on earth.

However, how could the slave watch the man flinch and flee, untie the bone-devouring whip hanging from his waist, and whip the slave mercilessly, only three or two times, and the man has already broken his skin and flesh and fell to the ground and convulsed.

The slaves kill chickens and make an example of monkeys.

In full view of everyone, the slave who could not stand up and was no longer of use was lifted up and entered the iron gate. After a while, the slave returned, only to hear the terrible screams coming from the pitch-black prison in front of him. The scream was mixed with the crushing sound of the beast biting, which was terrifying.

"If there are those who don't listen, it will be the same fate. ”

The slave raises the whip.

One by one, they were hideous, driving away the slaves.

With the bloody lesson in front of us, where would anyone dare to disobey orders? Nearly 100 slaves wearing shackles and anklets walked towards the iron gate one after another.

Beneath your feet is a dark road.

Under the oil lamps that are placed at an average distance of ten meters, in the dim light, you can clearly see the iron prisons thick with arms on both sides, and all kinds of people are locked up in the iron prisons, fierce and vicious people. There are even a lot of fanged beasts.

The slave led the way.

The frightened slaves were furious and fearful.

They lined up in a long line, and when the slave man opened an empty iron prison, a slave was pushed in, and soon it was Luo Changfeng's turn.

The slave untied Luo Changfeng's handcuffs and anklets, threw the baggage and cold spear in, and then locked the iron prison again. Luo Changfeng, who was afraid of being robbed by the bad guys again, hurriedly picked up the baggage and cold gun, hugged them tightly, and leaned against the corner.

He sat there dumbfounded.

You can't hear the creepy voices in the iron prison, and you can't see the terrible faces. He lives in his own world, or rather in his own pain.

Thinking of Miss Zhizi, there were ripples in her eyes unconsciously. When he thought of the face of his senior brother who often appeared in front of him, his heart would ache faintly. Sometimes he even thinks of the extremely good-looking woman in red on the top of the independent city in a cold and snowy land, and he will have an indescribable guilt. But when he remembered the purple butterfly flying away in front of him, he had endless despair and sadness.

Yes, in the past two days he remembered many things, many bits and pieces, and many strange but familiar faces.

Those past events had made him sad.

But every time his heart hurts, he remembers more fragments of the picture.

Perhaps he didn't realize that in this repetitive process of remembering the past and the invasion of grief, the faint blood and evil qi on the surface of his body was invisibly repairing the extremely bad injuries caused by the removal of the lotus life formula, and even the broken state of mind was unconsciously recast.

......

All the slaves were locked up in solitary confines in an iron cell, and when the slave was gone, there were people around who began to talk to each other, some cried, some scolded, and some simply resigned to their fate.

All kinds of people have all kinds of emotions. They looked for different channels to vent their anger and fear, but Luo Changfeng, who seemed to be unique, stayed there all the time and spent three long hours.

Outside, the sky was already dark.

There is no sky in the iron prison, and it is always night.

In the darkness, the iron gates were opened. The horrors of the new slaves, who had managed to settle down a little, were frightened by the sound of brisk footsteps.

"It's time to eat. ”

The slaves shouted, and then distributed dinner outside each iron prison in order.

The long-starved slaves smelled the smell of meat and wine, and their eyes glowed as they lay behind the iron prison door, staring at the unexpected sumptuous dinner in front of them.

They look at me, I look at you. Obviously hungry as a wolf, but no one dared to touch the wine and meat in front of him. This stalemate did not last long, and finally someone could not resist the temptation of appetite and began to ignore some of the pleasures.

There is a saying that does not mean that you have to be a full ghost when you die. With this mentality, the slaves simply broke the jar and broke it.

Luo Changfeng, who had changed a lot in his eyes and complexion three hours ago, also walked behind the iron gate, squatted down and looked at the wine and meat in front of him, perhaps because he had no appetite, he only took the pot of wine, and returned to lean against the corner.

Seeing the food left by the silver-haired man in black, the slave in the iron prison on the left side vigilantly glanced at Luo Changfeng, who was leaning against the corner, and saw that the latter was drinking without saying a word, so he simply reached out and grabbed all the food.

And Luo Changfeng never looked at that person from beginning to end.

He poured himself a bottle of wine.

Some are fierce, but they can also anesthetize the pain of the body and mind. With the help of strong wine, he began to immerse himself in the memories again.

The fragments of the images in the memories are being pieced together little by little, and the injuries on the body are healing little by little.

When he felt miserable, he drank alone and even persuaded himself to sleep.

When he woke up, he continued to reminisce.

......

Like all slaves, he was imprisoned for ten days in this cold, damp iron prison, with good wine and meat.

On the eleventh day, the iron gate was still opened on time.

Dozens of slaves with bone-devouring whips on their waists entered the iron prison, they did not carry wine and meat, but without saying a word, they waved the bone whip and whipped on the iron pillar, one by one shouting angrily.

"Get up, get up. ”

Then the slaves opened the prison doors one by one.