The appearance of Xiongbei turned the tide of the battle. A demi-saint is a crushing existence for a group of king-level blood-streaked warriors. This boosted the morale of the surrounding prisoners, and the attack on the prison guards became more aggressive.

Ye Mu didn't participate blindly, he stood in the innermost cell, squatted down and touched the ground, and closed his eyes to feel it.

In my own feelings, under this stone slab, there is a strange existence.

Ye Mu raised his fist, and the power of the blood patterns all over his body was like a rushing spring, all of which poured towards his fist. Suddenly, the fist seemed to be stained with mercury, turning into a silver bright color, and a surging aura slowly spread from his fist, but in the end, it was all recovered, like flying iron filings being absorbed by magnets, and the strong aura returned to his fist.

"Ahh

With a loud shout, Ye Mu slammed his fist on the board.

There was no loud sound as I imagined, but the sound that sounded after that was a very subtle "click" sound, like the glass cracking and gradually shattering, and like the crisp sound of the ice being torn apart by cracks, but it was as subtle but real.

The prison guards and prisoners were fighting, and no one paid attention to Ye Mu, which also made them not pay attention to the next scene.

After the sound, a crack appeared on the ground, followed by a crack like a smashed car window, which quickly cracked, spawning countless cracks, and finally in a crisp sound, all cracked, followed by a loud noise that had been immersed for a long time.

"Boom—"

With a loud bang, the entire fifth-floor prison began to shake violently, and most of the people were unsteady under their feet, and all of them fell on the rain.

"What's going on?"

The people shouted in horror, looked back at the source of the loud noise, and immediately saw that the ground under Ye Mu's feet trembled, and finally began to collapse, and he fell down with the collapsed stones.

"Master!" Xiong Bingwei shouted, and rushed towards Ye Mu with a sharp step, but several king-level blood-streaked warriors would not give him a chance to get out of the battle at all, and they all stepped forward to attack him, dragging him back.

"Damn, it's here!" shouted the prisoners, running towards the stairs, but the equally terrified guards on the stairs pointed their black guns at them, shouting, "Don't move, don't move me!"

"If you don't move, you'll die!"

The bald man stepped forward, grabbed a young prison guard by the collar, and glared at him.

"Bang, bang!"

The two gunshots that followed mercilessly pierced the bald man's skull, and the blood and brain pulp intertwined in the darkness and fell on Lin, and the bald man fell on Lin.

The prison guard, who had been grabbed by the collar by his neck, sat down on the stairs at once, splashing warm blood and brains on his face, making his brain blank and frightened.

"Damn pigskin, recognize your status and identity!"

The guards shouted loudly, but this did not bring fear to the prisoners, but they once again began to resist violently.

Only then did the prison guards who fired the guns realize that they had done something wrong, this group of prisoners is not the ones who can be frightened, they have no hope left, they will be locked up until death, or used to make blood marks, they are already mortal. What else would such a person be afraid of? Nothing would be afraid.

The battle between the prisoners and the prison guards continued, and Ye Mu had already fallen to the bottom layer with the falling stones.

This floor is not like a prison, but like an underground garden.

There's plenty of light here, but it's artificial, it's cold, it's not anything to do with sunlight.

The ground was green and crisp grass, and the fragrance of the grass made Ye Mu feel that he had an illusion that he was not coming to Linxia, but returning to Lin.

Above the meadow, there are countless nameless flowers, a few trees not far away, and a babbling ditch. Occasionally, you can hear birdsong from among the trees.

Overhead, there is a cracked, huge blue canvas, dotted with a few white clouds, a very childlike sun with a smiling face.

Ye Mu looked at all this, a little confused. Is this the place where Satan is imprisoned?

Just as he was puzzled, Ye Mu heard a voice in his ears.

"Ahla, you're here, Ye Mu. ”

This voice is different from the one that always appears in my own head, it is a girl's voice.

Ye Mu looked back and saw a beautiful woman with silver hair and purple eyes.

"I love how efficient you are, it's always so fast. ”

The silver-haired, purple-eyed woman sat on a rattan chair, and in front of her was a rattan coffee table with a plate of chocolate cake and a cup of fragrant black tea in her hand.

For a minute, Ye Mu felt that she was not imprisoned here, but like a princess, living in this garden that only belonged to her.

"You are Satan...... Right?" Ye Mu was very unsure, because for so long, the voice he had heard of Satan was a low, demonic voice, and his appearance had always been a dark phantom, so he didn't think he had seen Satan.

The woman took a sip of tea, tilted her head to look at Ye Muzhan with a lovely smile, and said, "Otherwise?"

Ye Mu was stunned for a few seconds, and he always felt that all of a sudden, the Satan in front of him was suddenly unreliable.

In his trance, Satan had already eaten the chocolate cake, drank the black tea, and stood up. This time, Ye Mu saw her height clearly, she was not tall, only one meter six. This height is considered short in the entire Jurao Medicine Master Empire.

"So, let's get moving. ”

Lovely Satan smiled sweetly. However, what did not match her smile was that an endless killing machine suddenly erupted from her.

Suddenly, Satan was shrouded in a black mist, and in an instant, his body was tall, his skin was festering, and his cute smile and face disappeared, and in an instant he became a monster seven meters tall, with more than four meters of hands and feet, and a thin body, wearing a pitch-black mask with an exposed mouth and covering his eyes and nose. It has demonic horns on its head, and it doesn't look easy to mess with at all.

Ye Mu looked at her, his eyes widened, and he was extremely frightened.

The Satan in front of her has become a monster, or Satan has become her original self - a monster full of endless killing breath - this is Satan.

"Let's visit the world. ”

Satan laughed sickly, which made Ye Mu creepy, but Satan didn't care, it jumped up, a pair of tattered bat wings unfolded behind it, and a huge long-handled scythe appeared in its hand

The blue empty canvas begins to crumble, and some of the hapless prisoners fall into this abyss, and on the way, they meet Satan, who does not mind "helping" them and making their deaths a little less painful.

Looking at Satan, wielding a scythe and killing people indiscriminately, Ye Mu's heart gradually understood one thing.

The devil is out!

The chaos in the prison started with a riot on the fifth floor, and the arrival of the prison guards thought that they could stop the riot, but unexpectedly, it intensified.

Satan was slaughtering human beings with impunity, and his sickly laughter made Ye Mu shudder every time it sounded.

Humans harvested by its scythes die instantly, but after a few seconds, they get up again, wailing in pain, twisting and transforming into a winged monster. Their sharp roars made Ye Mu feel harsh, but they didn't regard Ye Mu as an enemy, they all bypassed Ye Mu and pounced on the group of guards with guns.

Remember that I have a permanent address for a bronze tripod