Xia Qingchen was puzzled: "Is this a fake?"

Why make up false legends, and by whom, and for what purpose?

"It's true that I almost died!" The six palace masters lifted the placket of their clothes, and a dark red, scarred palm print was shocking.

The palm print is concave, and if it is a little deeper, I am afraid that it will shatter the heart.

"However, it's not me who captures the Heavenly Hate Minister, it's the Liang King himself!" The Six Fan Palace Master revealed the true secret that few people know!

"The one who went together was not the top ten powerhouses of our Six Fan Palaces, but the top ten palace masters!"

Xia Qingchen couldn't help but be moved, King Liang, together with the ten palace masters, can be captured by the strong man?

How terrible is its strength?

"Also, it wasn't a hundred years ago, but, twenty years ago. The Six Fan Palace Master said slowly: "The cultivation of that Heavenly Hate Minister has not been worn out much. ”

Xia Qingchen became cautious, if it was not necessary, it would be better not to go to the No. 1 prison.

"Thanks for the reminder. Xia Qingchen clenched his fists, followed the stairs, and stepped into the legendary purgatory.

As the nine stone gates above his head closed one after another, Xia Qingchen completely fell into a fiery world.

As far as the eye can see, there is a sea of magma.

Above the magma, there are a hundred small islands with a radius of one mile, and on each island, there is a cage.

That is the prison of the most heinous criminals.

Between the different islands, there are ladders connected to each other, and Xia Qingchen jumped to the first island.

Suddenly, he sensed a faint flame in the air and tried to burrow into it.

That flame should be the pervasive heart-devouring fire.

Xia Qingchen immediately lit the candle and put it in the lantern to carry it, sensing the surroundings.

The island's cage was empty, so there was no trace of pure power nearby, and he had to walk down the stairs deeper into the city.

It wasn't until he arrived at the eighty cage that he finally felt a trace of strength, but it was too weak, and it might be attractive to the small star position, but it was useless to him.

He walked again until he came to Prison Ten.

The strength of this place is okay, but it is still difficult to satisfy Xia Qingchen.

"Did someone take the power away?" Xia Qingchen frowned slightly, as far as he knew, it had been ten years since a disciple of the Six Fan Palaces had entered this place.

The accumulated power should be quite majestic!

Until he came to the No. 2 prison, Xia Qingchen's brows furrowed even deeper, and the strength here was not as good as that of No. 10!

Someone definitely took the power!

"How many years have it been, and the six fan palace masters still let their disciples come down to cultivate, don't they teach a long lesson?" Suddenly, a voice almost in my ears came.

Xia Qingchen turned around suddenly, and there was no one behind him.

There is only one small island ten miles apart, and that small island is the No. 1 prison in the forbidden place of purgatory.

He stared at the island and faintly saw a cage in the center of Prison No. 1.

"Are you talking to me?" Xia Qingchen said tentatively.

"Or else?" the voice rang in my ears again.

Xia Qingchen was slightly surprised, ten miles apart, whether it was transmitting the sound or listening to the sound, it was as if it was close in front of him.

This person's facial senses have surpassed the scope of ordinary people!

His cultivation is profound, and he may not be a little weaker than that Banshee Emperor.

"Twenty years have passed, and your cultivation is still so high, your strength is even stronger than the legend. Xia Qingchen made an understatement of comments.

At this moment, he still has such strength, and he is in peak state, I am afraid that he is really no worse than the Demon Emperor.

"Hehe, the place where the deity is strong, you haven't experienced it yet. The man smiled mysteriously.

Immediately after, an extremely piercing sound wave swept from the island in the air.

The nearby air, the magma below, was shattered.

The prisoners in Cell 10 all let out a scream of pain.

The No. 2 to No. 9 prisoners, which one is not a powerful and powerful person, they are still suffering, let alone a mere disciple of the Six Fan Palace?

But who knows, Xia Qingchen stood in place with his hands in his hands, except for his black hair and clothes, his face was expressionless, and his eyebrows didn't even wrinkle.

The sound wave lasted for ten breaths before it finally disappeared.

Xia Qingchen wrote lightly: "This is where you are the strongest? To be honest, it's quite boring." ”

That sound wave is actually a mental attack.

The Palace Master of the Six Doors reminded him not to approach the No. 1 prison, probably because there was a group of disciples who had been attacked by its spirit.

"Who are you?" said the old man's voice, with a hint of surprise.

His mental attack is unbearable even if the mid-moon guards who have been monitoring him can't bear it, and the ordinary boy in front of him can actually be indifferent?

Xia Qingchen didn't look back, and said lightly: "Just like you, a prisoner of the Purgatory Prison! It's just that I have a good reputation, so I don't have to stay in a cage like you." ”

Prisoner?

The old man immediately spoke: "Wait! The deity mistakenly thought that you were a member of the Six Fan Palace, so he made a move." ”

"Yes and no, is there a difference?" Xia Qingchen said indifferently.

The old man smiled mysteriously: "Of course, the difference is that the island where the deity is located has accumulated twenty years of strength, and it will not be dispersed, and you are a fellow believer, you can take it all." ”

Oh?

Xia Qingchen thought about it, stepped on the stairs, and when he walked halfway, he really sensed a powerful and extraordinary free power.

Even if he took a sip lightly, the cultivation of the Seven Senses of the Great Star Position, which had just been consolidated, was ready to climb.

If you set foot on a small island, the power there is unimaginably large.

The old man said in a seductive tone: "The rest of the local forces have been privately absorbed by the local guards, but he does not dare to set foot on the island of the deity." ”

No wonder!

Xia Qingchen wondered why the free power here was so weak, it turned out that someone was guarding and stealing it.

"Come to my island, it's enough to give you inexhaustible power!" the old man continued to lure.

Xia Qingchen stood on the ladder, no longer moving forward, and said, "What are you leading me to the island for, let's explain it first." ”

The old man laughed: "I asked you to go to the island, but I just wanted to negotiate a deal with you, does the deity still covet you for nothing?"

"Let's talk about it first. "The summer is light and dusty, and the wind is light.

The old man's smile faded, and his eyes narrowed: "You let me go, and I will pass on your immortality." ”

He is a peerless hero who was rampant in the world twenty years ago, hating Tianchen, and his strength is extraordinary, which is rare in the mortal world.

I'm sure anyone will be tempted.

"Not interested. Xia Qingchen refused bluntly, but he still stepped on the island.

Sure enough, the power on the island was suffocating.

The power vaporized into patches of white mist, enveloping the entire island in white mist.

Xia Qingchen came to the cage with his hands in his hands, this cage was a hundred feet long and wide, made of unknown metal, and the inside was dark.

He lifted the lantern and shone it inside.

But in the gloomy dark cage, there was a person hanging.

His limbs, waist, and chest were tightly wrapped around arm-thick chains, hanging him in the air of the cage.

Except for his head, he was bound up and down, unable to move the slightest.

Because they have been wound for many years, the chains have grown together with their flesh, and they are inseparable from each other.

Xia Qingchen secretly thought about what kind of person would be so tightly guarded and trapped, not giving him the slightest chance to get out of trouble.

"It turns out that it's a little doll!" Hate Tianchen's gray eyebrows bent slightly, revealing a hint of disappointment. The outbreak will continue tomorrow!

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