(I wrote a wrong place earlier, Hades was imprisoned on the fifteenth floor, and it was written on the seventeenth floor, it's been too long, I remember it wrong, I'm really sorry.) has been modified. ）

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The monks of the Ancient Prison Clan stared at Zhang Ruochen with their eyes, revealing a look of nervousness and expectation.

Is there really a more advanced blood-suppressing talisman?

If it exists, it is undoubtedly a sharp weapon against the undead blood clan, even if it is a strong person like the Hundred Illusion Divine Son, I am afraid that he will have to flee from the wind, and he will never dare to step into the territory of the ancient clan of Zhenhell again.

Zhang Ruochen pondered for a moment, took out the talisman seal of the "Great Sage Town Blood Talisman", and handed it to Shi Qiankun.

"There really is a higher-level blood suppression talisman. ”

"Great, with the Blood Suppression Talisman, no matter how many masters the Undead Blood Clan comes, we can suppress it. ”

The monks of the Ancient Prison Clan were all excited and rejoicing.

Shi Qiankun cautiously took the sigil of the Great Sage-level Blood Suppression Talisman, feeling quite surprised, could it be that the Nine-Step Saint King Realm, and even the Undead Blood Clan of the Great Sage Realm, could use a talisman to suppress it?

Shi Qiankun was engrossed in observing, at first, there was still a touch of joy on his face, but as time went by, the joy disappeared, and his expression gradually became solemn.

The Great Sage-level Blood Suppression Talisman is quite complex, and the rune patterns are mysterious.

Some of these lines, even if they are based on Shi Qiankun's talisman attainments, feel like they are reading a book from the sky, some of them are difficult to understand, and they are unpredictable.

"Wow-"

Shi Qiankun used his fingers as a pen to draw runes in mid-air.

I tried more than ten times in a row, but all ended in failure.

Shi Ren saw a large amount of sweat on Shi Qiankun's forehead, and his eyes were full of bloodshots, so he hurriedly woke up Shi Qiankun, who was immersed in the runes: "Father, don't be too persistent, wake up quickly." ”

Shi Qiankun shuddered all over, then let out a long breath, and finally looked away from the talisman.

He rubbed his temples and sighed: "My mental power is not strong enough, I'm afraid I can't draw the Great Sage-level Blood Suppression Talisman, I'm ashamed, I'm really ashamed." ”

"Patriarch, your spiritual strength has reached the fifty-seventh order, and it is not strong enough?" said Elder Xuanfeng.

Shi Qiankun shook his head, handed the talisman to Shi Ren, and said, "Ren'er, your spiritual strength has surpassed that of your father. You try?"

Shi Ren took the sigil and tried, but it still ended in failure.

"The Great Sage-level Blood Suppression Talisman is too profound! Every line on it is like a river tens of thousands of miles long. It is already difficult to draw tens of thousands of miles of rivers on a small talisman. What's more, thousands of rivers are also drawn on the talisman together. It's difficult, it's too difficult, it is estimated that only the Great Sage of Spiritual Power can do it. Moreover, that great sage of spiritual power must also have extremely deep attainments in the runes. Shi Ren sighed several times.

The atmosphere in the Sword Tomb Palace became heavy.

Shi Qiankun said: "If my father built it, he might be able to give it a try." ”

Shi Qiankun's father, named Shi Mingyuan, is also the old patriarch of the ancient clan of Zhenjiao.

Two hundred years ago, Shi Mingyuan entered the fifteenth layer of the Netherworld Dungeon and attacked the realm of the Martial Dao Saint King. Initially, the estimated duration of the retreat was three years.

However, two hundred years have passed, and Shi Mingyuan has not come out of the fifteenth layer of the Netherworld Dungeon, most of which is more than lucky.

Although two hundred years ago, Shi Mingyuan's martial arts realm was only a half-step Saint King.

However, the strength of his spiritual power is unfathomable, and he is a figure who can discuss the Tao with Wu Zun, the owner of Wushi Qianzhuang. With the attainments above the runes, even if Shi Mingyuan is not the first person in the Kunlun realm, he will definitely be able to enter the top three.

Shi Ren was slightly moved, and said, "Father, in the past, our cultivation was too low, and we didn't dare to go to the fifteenth layer of the Netherworld Dungeon to find Grandpa. With our current strength, we may be able to give it a try. ”

Shi Qiankun's eyes froze, and then he stood up and paced back and forth in the Sword Tomb Palace, as if he still had some concerns.

In fact, he had long had the idea of going to the fifteenth layer of the Netherworld Dungeon, but the fifteenth layer imprisoned the great fierce Hades King who had caused trouble in the Kunlun realm, so the matter has been stranded.

Shi Ren hurriedly said: "Father, don't hesitate any longer, if Grandpa is not dead and is still trapped in the fifteenth floor dungeon, we can just rescue his old man." Besides, we are not alone, Brother Zhang and his friends will also help us. ”

Zhang Ruochen already had the idea of entering the Netherworld Dungeon, so naturally he would not miss this opportunity, so he suddenly stood up and said, "The junior is having a reluctant request, I hope Senior Shi can agree." ”

"What kind of reluctant request?" Shi Qiankun asked.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Emperor Ming's third disciple, Leopard Lie, is he imprisoned in the Netherworld Dungeon?"

Shi Qiankun shook his head and said, "I don't know much about this matter, you can only get the answer by asking the three wardens of the Netherworld Dungeon." Although the Ancient Clan of the Prison is guarding the Netherworld Dungeon, the direct person in charge is the warden and jailer. ”

The Netherworld Dungeon has always been guarded by the four wardens.

It's just that when the Blue Sky Blood Emperor attacked the Ancient Clan of Prison Town, he killed one of the prison wardens. Now, there are only three left.

Under the leadership of Shi Qiankun, Zhang Ruochen and the others walked to the depths of the sword mound and came to the bottom of a stone mountain in the shape of a turtle's back.

The stone mountain, the whole body is pitch black, up to 100 zhang, and the surface is smooth as a mirror.

It is better to say that it is a stone mountain than a black boulder buried in the ground.

"This is the entrance to the Nether Dungeon!" Shi Qiankun said.

"Entrance?

Xiang Chunan walked to the bottom of the stone mountain, and slapped his palm on the smooth stone wall, looking for something like a secret passage.

Suddenly, on the stone wall, two golden leaves grew, which were as huge as a pampas fan.

Two leaves flew up, like a golden butterfly, and appeared on the top of Xiang Chunan's head.

"Wow! What the hell is this, where did it come from?"

Xiang Chunan screamed, and slapped out, and the strong palm power bombarded the two gold leaves.

"Bang!"

Inside the two golden leaves, a layer of golden light gushed out, and the light curtain was intertwined with hundreds of thousands of holy path rules, resisting Xiang Chunan's palm power, but shocking him backwards and "kicking" backwards.

Shi Qiankun stopped in front of Xiang Chunan, clasped his fists and saluted, and said, "Elder Golden Leaf, please put away the holy arts, he is not an enemy, he is a friend of the Ancient Clan of the Prison Suppression." ”

"Warden?"

Xiang Chunan's eyes widened in disbelief.

Two leaves, can you be a warden?

Zhang Ruochen's heart also moved, carefully observing the two golden leaves. I saw that in the center of the two leaves, there was a small person, and that person was about the size of a thumb.

Two leaves, growing on his back.

"It's a golden-leafed plant that's been growing for at least 100,000 years. Ji Fan's heart transmitted to Zhang Ruochen.

The golden leaf Qiqin opened its mouth, inhaled the golden light from the sky, and did not continue to attack Xiang Chunan.

Immediately afterwards, two other wardens appeared one after another, both plants, a pink flower and a green-skinned melon.

Seeing the three prison wardens, Zhang Ruochen frowned, just by virtue of them, can they guard the netherworld dungeon where countless fierce beasts are imprisoned?

The wonderful little Taoist flew down to Zhang Ruochen's shoulder and whispered, "Why is it a little unreliable?"

Zhang Ruochen remained calm and said, "At least...... At least their cultivation is still very strong, and each of them has the strength of a powerhouse comparable to that of a Dao Realm powerhouse. ”

"Just with them, can you guard the Hades?" the wonderful little Taoist kept shaking his head.

"Wow-"

On the stone wall of the stone mountain, flickering again, a bald old man walked out, wearing a gray official robe with an ancient word "pawn" printed on his chest.

The bald old man was covered with age spots, his eyes were blank, and he seemed to be a little unsteady when he walked.

"Wouldn't this be the jailer of the Netherworld Dungeon?" Xiang Chunan said.

"That's right, old ...... The old man is the Netherworld Dungeon...... The only jailer. ”

The bald old man raised his head, as if he didn't see where Xiang Chunan was standing, and smiled at a small stone pillar on Xiang Chunan's right.

The wonderful little Taoist gasped and said again: "Zhang Ruochen, the god of your Kunlun realm and the monk of the ancient clan of Zhenhell are really big-hearted, and you actually let such an old man be a jailer, and he is still the only jailer. ”

The bald old man seemed to hear the voice of the true little Taoist, stared at Murong Yue who was standing beside Zhang Ruochen, and said with a kind smile: "The main thing is that the netherworld dungeon is too strong, and the prisoners inside can't escape at all, so everyone can be a jailer." ”

A strange look flashed in Shi Qiankun's eyes, he stepped forward, bowed down to the bald old man, and said, "Old Kong, after so many years, you still haven't changed at all. ”

The bald old man said to Shi Ren who was standing next to Shi Qiankun, "Do you think the old man should die?"

Shi Qiankun said: "No, how dare the juniors. ”

The old man in front of him seemed to be an ordinary person, without any energy fluctuations on his body, but Shi Qiankun had seen him two hundred years ago, and he was the same as he is now.

Shi Qiankun's father, Shi Mingyuan, once said that when he was a child, he also saw Kong Lao, and Kong Lao was what he is now.

Therefore, Shi Qiankun suspected that Kong Lao was not a human at all, but like the four prison wardens, they were all plants, so they had a very long lifespan.

Shi Qiankun said: "Old Kong, a sword-wielder of the Ancient Clan of Zhenjiao, wants to ask your old man something. ”

"Sword bearer, which sword bearer?" asked Elder Kong.

"Zhang Ruochen, the eighteenth generation sword bearer of the monstrous sword, has seen his predecessors. ”

Zhang Ruochen came to Kong Lao's side and saluted him with his fists.

Kong Lao tried to open his eyes wide, stared at Murong Yue next to Zhang Ruochen, stretched out a trembling hand, and said, "Take out the monstrous sword and let me take a look." ”

"This ...... The junior of the monstrous sword was stored elsewhere and did not carry it on his body. Zhang Ruochen said.

"Oh, that's it!"

Kong Lao lowered his head again, a little disappointed, and then asked, "What do you want to inquire about?"

"About eight hundred years ago, did Princess Chi Yao of the Chi Qing Central Empire escort a creature named Leopard Lie and imprisoned him in the Netherworld Dungeon?"

"Eight hundred years, so long, how can you remember the Qing Dynasty? The old man will help you check, maybe there is a record. ”

Kong Lao reached into his arms and took out a mud basin, in which was planted a silver cactus, with sharp needles and nine circles of silver brilliance.

"No, no, it's the wrong one!"

The empty veteran stuffed the mud basin back into his prison robe and continued to grope again.

When Shi Qiankun saw the cactus ball, his eyelids jumped, and he recognized it, it was the silver-thorned warden who had died in the hands of the Blue Sky Blood Emperor, it was actually planted in a mud pot, and it was obviously still alive.

(End of chapter)