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In the dim and cold prison, there was a sound of messy footsteps.

Meng Fan, led by several jailers, was taken to the first layer of prison, which was called the Yin Prison.

The hell prison was filled with dozens of cells, and when you walked past them, they were all locked up.

"Get in!" Several jailers stopped, pushed Meng Fan behind his back, pushed Meng Fan into a cell, and then locked the cell door with a bang, warning, "Be honest, don't shout. ”

There was a man lying in his cell, dying.

Meng Fan stood in the cell, took a breath, and looked strange.

"Mong. Pan Xiaohu walked out of the prison door without dissipation, coercing and seducing, "The Yin Evil Prison will release a strong evil qi every once in a while, you are a Dixuan cultivator, you will die in three days, if you are interested, you will confess honestly, and you can avoid some pain, there is a golden palm seat to intercede for you, maybe you can continue to be your outer disciple, if not, hehe, just wait for death!"

"Pan Xiaohu!" Meng Fan pretended to be angry, "You are hurting me, you know that those cranes have nothing to do with me!"

"Who knows!" Pan Xiaohu raised his lips and smiled, "Since you don't confess, then see you tomorrow! I hope you can still recognize me tomorrow, haha!"

Pan Xiaohu turned around and left, and Meng Fan symbolically patted the prison door, banging on it.

"Don't make a fuss, just stay put!" someone in the other cells said dissatisfiedly, his voice low and weak, obviously tormented by the Yin Prison.

"Excuse me, disturb it. ”

Meng Fan said in the direction where the voice came from, and when he saw that the stone floor of the cell was still clean, he sat down cross-legged, but the corners of his mouth were hooked, the Yin Evil Prison was originally torturing people with evil qi, no wonder when he came in, he smelled a faint evil breath, which was not only not painful for him, but also very comfortable!

"Ah, poor fellow. Meng Fan immediately expressed sympathy for the cellmate lying on the ground.

The man was curled up, his face dark, his hands clenched tightly, and he was about to die.

It didn't take long for a thick evil aura to diffuse from the top of the cell, Meng Fanyun began to absorb the mental method lightly, and his face slowly appeared dissatisfied, the concentration of this evil qi was much thinner than the evil heart, so he had no interest in absorbing it, so he felt the palm of the old man of the Heavenly Dao.

When recruiting, he vaguely found the feeling of getting started.

Meng Fan gave that palm a domineering name: Heavenly Dao Palm.

The evil qi continued to be released, and the wailing in the yin prison was repeated, which made people confused, Meng Fan's cellmate also suddenly convulsed, a whimper in his throat, kicked his feet, foaming at the mouth, in order to avoid disturbing himself, Meng Fan quietly reached over and helped the poor cellmate absorb a part of the evil qi, and the other party slowly calmed down.

When the aura was released, two men came over and stood in the cell opposite, one of whom was a jailer.

"Is that him?" asked the jailer.

"Yes, yes. The other nodded, and then quietly shoved a few tickets into the jailer's hand.

"You go first!" the jailer waved his hand.

After the man left, the jailer opened the door of the cell, secretly pasted a spirit talisman inside the prisoner's clothes, and then walked out, and saw Meng Fan looking at him in pain on the other side, stunned for a moment, and scolded: "What do you see, don't want to live anymore?"

"How dare you take bribes. Meng Fan muttered to himself, and then turned his gaze to the side, but the jailer was still looking at him, so he squeezed out a look of pain on his face, "Hey, no one takes care of me!"

"Five hundred Xuan tickets, so that you will not suffer from torture. The jailer stood in front of Meng Fan's prison door and said in a low voice, "If you have a ready-made Xuan ticket, you can give it to me now, and if you don't, let them give it to me when someone visits you." ”

Meng Fan was too lazy to pay attention to the jailer who had a way to make money.

The jailer departed as if he had said nothing.

Not long after, someone really came to see Meng Fan, He Gou said to Meng Fan with a solemn face: "Senior, are you okay?"

"It's fine. Meng Fan replied.

"I've already given the jailer a favor just now, and there will be a talisman to ward off the evil spirit in a while, so you can just paste it. He Ditch said.

"He Gou, where did you get the benefits to give to the jailer? Give five hundred Xuan tickets?" Meng Fan asked.

"Senior, it's Jin Lian'er's Xuan's ticket, she said that she can't let the disciples of Jin Lianfeng be wronged, don't worry, Jin Zhangzuo is also thinking of a way, don't be impulsive, it won't be long before you can come out." He Gou instructed.

He came to visit Meng Fan, not because he was afraid that Meng Fan would not be able to hold on.

Meng Fan is immortal realm cultivator, how can he not hold it?

He was afraid that Meng Fan would be bored in prison, and it would be bad if he escaped from prison and escaped, then the matter would be even bigger, and he, who was a "cousin-in-law", would definitely be implicated.

Moreover, once he escapes, it is even more true that Meng Fan killed the crane, and it is estimated that the entire Nanwu faction will hunt him down, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Well, got it. Meng Fan nodded, Jin Lian'er's little girl is quite kind, the more she owes this favor, the more she owes it.

After He Gou left, the jailer really came over, secretly handed Meng Fan a spirit talisman, glanced at Meng Fan with great appreciation, and whispered: "...... Just one day, tomorrow it will be invalid. ”

Meng Fan glanced at the jailer and put the charm in his clothes.

After the jailer left, Meng Fan pushed the cellmate who was huddled beside him, and said in a low voice, "Dude, do you have a business?"

The cellmate seemed unable to answer, and remained silent.

Meng Fan took out the charm and shook it in front of the fellow inmate: "Regular channels, you need to spend five hundred Xuan tickets, buy it from me, only two hundred." ”

The cellmate's hand trembled and reached for the spell.

Meng Fan kindly pasted the charm on the man's clothes.

"Whew!" After a while, the cellmate exhaled a sigh of relief, and said to Meng Fan in a sluggish manner, "Thank you, friend, which peak are you from? ”

"Golden Lotus Peak's, Mengxun. Meng Fan said.

"I'm Yun Jufeng, Zhang Liufang. The cellmate struggled to sit up and said, "I don't have the 200 Xuan Ticket with me now, and I will send it to you tomorrow when I finish my sentence." ”

"There's no hurry. Meng Fan's real purpose was not to do this small business, he said, "The junior brother is a new disciple of the outer sect, and he is not familiar with the situation of our sect, what is the situation of this infernal prison?"

The poor cellmate named Zhang Liufang briefly told Meng Fan about the situation in the fifth-floor prison, and Meng Fan was stunned when he heard it.

The first layer of Yin Hell has already seen it, and it is evil.

The second level of necromancy will torture the prisoners with death qi;

The third layer of the Ice Scorpion Prison uses an ice scorpion that is born with a cold body.

The fourth layer of the Rotten Bone Prison is to soak the prisoners in rotten bone water.

The fifth layer of the Heavenly Thunder Hell is a powerful and domineering thunderbolt.

The first three layers are aimed at the strong below the immortal realm, and the last two layers are dedicated to the strong in the immortal realm.

Meng Fan was very interested in the second and third layers, the death qi was of great help to his spell life and death tribulation, he really needed the death qi to strengthen the spell, and the Ice Scorpion Prison might make his unfinished ice attribute meridians go to the next level.

As for the last two floors, he didn't think much about it, and it was estimated that he would come out if he couldn't hold on to the last two floors.

Seeing Meng Fan's face a little strange, Zhang Liufang thought that Meng Fan was frightened, and asked kindly: "Brother Mengxun, are you okay?

PS:It's early today.,Ha,All three chapters have been sent.,Happy reading.,Plus will be two days at the end of the month.,Maybe it's the last day.,Explosive 10 chapters.,Please don't worry.,Love you!

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