Underneath the Papal Palace, a massive underground prison.

It was cold and dark.

"I ...... Still alive? ”

As if sinking into a pool of stagnant water, Fang Xuan's mind was dizzy, his ears were ringing, and he struggled to move his stiff and heavy body, and a sharp throbbing pain suddenly came from all over his body, making him gasp.

Trembling, he lowered his gaze and landed on his body, carefully examining his current situation.

There were as many as thirteen wounds on the chest and abdomen, which were very serious, the right leg was broken, unconscious, and there was no strength at all, the left arm was broken from the elbow, and a section of the arm bone broke through the flesh and pierced out, like a white bone war spear, which looked extremely terrifying.

The wound had long since rotted, suppurated, and infected, and there were even mosquitoes climbing on it, and bursts of fishy stench hit him, making him feel the urge to vomit.

Judging from the extent of the wound's decay and infection, Fang Xuan speculated that he had been in a coma for at least two days.

At the moment, all he can move is one left leg and one right arm, and the wound is constantly getting worse, and if it is not treated immediately, if no one kills him, he will die from the wound rotting and infected.

The situation is terrible!

"Whew~"

With a long breath of turbidity, Fang Xuan supported the ground with his right hand, struggling to make himself sit up against the iron fence of the prison with his paralyzed body, and then began to think about ways to treat his injuries.

"Cut, have the soul power and martial soul all been sealed!"

Fang Xuan gritted his teeth and tried to mobilize his soul power, but there was no reaction in his body, and the six great martial spirits also lost their voice as if they had sunk into the sea.

He finally remembered that his soul power and martial soul had been sealed by Pope Bibi Dong with a strong soul power of up to level ninety-nine, and unless Extreme Douluo of the same level made a move, he would not be able to break through Bibi Dong's seal with his strength alone.

Alas......

Fang Xuan let out a long sigh, he had to accept this reality, not only was he directly beaten by Bibi Dong from the Soul Saint level into an ordinary person with no soul power and cultivation, but all the treasures and weapons on his body were gone.

The soul guide ring, the shadowless knife, some of the rest of the money, and belongings were all searched by the people of the Wuhun Palace!

Now he has nothing but this rotten life.

At this moment, Fang Xuan couldn't help but recall that when he first came to the Douluo Continent, he had no martial soul, no soul power, and he was also a person with nothing, and he sighed.

However, even in the prison of the Martial Spirit Palace, he still did not despair.

As long as people are alive, they still have a chance to turn around!

……

This is a medium-sized cell, the area is not large, in addition to Fang Xuan alone, there are five prisoners who are held here, and six people live in the same cell, and they feel panicked even when they take a breath.

These five people were in the same situation as Fang Xuan, they were also sealed and cultivated, and they were locked up in this unknown prison, and they had some feelings of sympathy, but from their vicious eyes, Fang Xuan felt that these people had no intention of getting along with him.

Suddenly, a slight insult sounded in the dark hallway.

"It's time to eat, you stinky rats! Two meals a day, it's really cheap for you cheap bones! ”

The two jailers cursed from the end of the corridor, took out the key, opened the cell, and distributed food to the crowd.

The food in the prison is very simple, a steamed bun and a glass of water.

After all, they are not serving the noble lords, and for these detained prisoners, the jailers only need to ensure that they do not starve to death.

Although it was not a high-quality food, it was like a timely rain falling from the sky for Fang Xuan now, which made his whole person a little excited.

He was seriously injured, he was in a coma for two days, and now he was so hungry that he almost went crazy, so for him at this moment, food was the best healing elixir.

His eyes were fixed on the white swaying head in front of him, and he swallowed his saliva, his eyes full of longing, more excited than seeing a white beauty.

Fang Xuan trembled and raised his right hand and grabbed the steamed bun in front of him......

At this moment, a bald man came over whistling, stuck to Fang Xuan's side, unbuckled his belt and peed.

The urine bucket in the prison was placed next to Fang Xuan, emitting the stench of feces and urine, and generally speaking, only the lowest people in the prison could enjoy this kind of treatment.

The bald man was whistling and peeing, with a comfortable expression on his face, but he didn't urinate in the urine bucket obediently, but poured it all on the steamed buns belonging to Fang Xuan......

After doing all this calmly, the bald man snorted coldly, threw a provocative look at Fang Xuan, who had a stiff face, lifted his pants, and prepared to leave.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, Fang Xuan kicked the ground with his still movable left leg, and his strength condensed into a force, like a cheetah, he pounced on the bald man and threw him to the ground in an instant.

"Damn guy, you are so ignorant, you dare to provoke Uncle Ben?!!"

Let a half-crippled guy pounce, the bald man is extremely angry, there is a feeling of impaired dignity, in this prison, he is a veritable boss, usually bully whoever he wants, hit whoever he wants, no one dares to resist, in the case of soul power and martial soul are sealed, a strong physique and ruthless fighting skills are everything.

And in this cell, he is the strongest one!

"Give me death!"

The bald man's face was hideous, he roared, waved his huge iron fist, and frantically punched Fang Xuan.

"Bang! Boom! ”

Fang Xuan's body was half useless, not only could he not exert his soul power, but also had no weapons, he was punched two or three times by the bald man in a row, coughing up blood, and the pain was severe, and his whole body almost fell apart on the spot.

However, instead of kneeling down and begging for mercy, he lifted the protruding sharp left arm bone, turned it into a spear tip, and stabbed the bald man's left eye fiercely, directly mashing the eyeball into mud.

"Ah......h

The bald man covered his bleeding eyes and screamed like a pig.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, a touch of ferocity flashed in Fang Xuan's eyes, like a bloodthirsty beast, biting off the throat of the bald man, and said fiercely: "Die!" Die! Die! ”

Endless blood flowed out wildly, the bald man covered his bleeding throat and twitched violently, his eyes were straight, with a thick unwillingness, and he died on the spot!

Until the moment of death, he couldn't believe that this teenage boy would be so ruthless, he was as ruthless as a wolf!

After doing all this calmly, Fang Xuan dragged the broken leg expressionlessly, crawled from the ground to the opposite side little by little, picked up the steamed bun that belonged to the bald man, and swallowed it in a big gulp.

Around the cell, the other four people looked at this scene with some horror, as if they were chilling, and their eyes were full of fear when they looked at Fang Xuan......