Listening to Mu Xiqian's words, Zhang Sui felt a little chilled all over his body.

According to her, it was almost certain that everyone was going to die.

Standing on the edge of the iron cage, looking at the endless iron cage hanging from the two wire ropes above the ghost, Zhang Sui shuddered and said, "The king of this realm is so vicious, he has killed so many people, isn't he afraid of suffering from heaven's curse?" ”

"Do you know what this place is?" Mu Xiqian glanced at Zhang Sui coldly and said, "This is the Netherworld Realm, a place that even the Heavenly Court can't manage. Here, the king of the realm is the sky, and the king of the realm is the earth. ”

After Mu Xiqian finished speaking, she closed her eyes and ignored Zhang Sui again.

The Wuxin monk patted his side, patted the storage belt with his right hand, and there was an extra jar of spirits in his hand.

Throwing the liquor to Zhang Sui, the monk said, "Brother Sui, don't worry about those who don't have it." If we want to die, no matter how hard we try, we will still die. If you can live, it is superfluous for you to worry more today. Come, drink with the poor monk for a while. ”

Zhang Sui took the wine jar of the unintentional monk, drank for a while and then stopped.

He is not like a mindless monk who can do whatever he wants.

The heartless monk is lonely, but he is different, he still has children, and Leng Muning.

"Anyway, adjust the state to the best, Wuxin!" After Zhang Sui finished speaking, he was also like Mu Xiqian, running the "Sun Shooting Divine Skill" in his body.

For nearly a day, no one came to trouble.

Until the next day, Zhang Sui adjusted the qi in his body to nearly eighty percent, and the two gods who captured Zhang Sui yesterday led two columns of a total of 20 soldiers.

The cultivation of this group of soldiers is much lower, and they are all maintained at the level of martial artists.

Zhang Sui couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, if the soldiers of the Netherworld were all high-level martial king cultivators like yesterday, then he would really be desperate.

Two gods stood on the edge of the cliff, while twenty soldiers scattered in all directions.

A chaotic whistle sounded, and dozens of eagle owls with black feathers flew in the sky.

The eagles stopped in front of the soldiers.

The soldier jumped onto the eagle and flew towards the cage.

Outside the iron cage where Zhang Sui was, a big eagle also flew away.

The soldiers on the eagle opened the iron cage from the outside and beckoned Zhang Sui, Wuxin Monk and Mu Xiqian to come out.

Zhang Sui and the three of them glanced at each other and jumped on the back of the eagle.

The eagle eagle carried four people to the edge of the cliff, behind the two gods.

One of the gods swept his gaze over Mu Xiqian and said, "You are a citizen of my Netherworld, don't join in the fun." If you want to die early, the deity will fulfill you. ”

Mu Xiqian frowned, glanced at Zhang Sui, and said, "I was waiting for you in that place yesterday." ”

After saying that, he really turned around and left.

Zhang Sui looked at Mu Xiqian's departing figure and did not stop him.

If it is really as Mu Xiqian said yesterday, what is locked up in the ghost is a prisoner who devoured another "you", and Leng Muning is in the void of reincarnation, then Mu Xiqian is in danger to follow her to the altar.

Twenty soldiers each carried twenty prisoners in iron cages to the edge of the cliff.

The god who spoke just now glanced at the nearly sixty prisoners, bowed slightly, and said, "We are going to the altar next, the king of the realm has given you the opportunity to become gods, you must seize it." If you devour another 'you', you will have the possibility of evolving into a god, and in the future, you will have the same power and status as the Buddha-figure that others cannot have. Don't try to run away, or the deity will pinch you to death like an ant. ”

Nearly sixty prisoners looked at the two gods with trepidation, but in fact, each of them had a lot of strength. The lowest ones all have high-level martial arts cultivators, and the highest ones even have high-level martial king cultivators.

Originally, they lived a good life in their respective fields, but here, they were fully aware of their powerlessness.

Normally, it is difficult to see even a master of martial saint cultivation, but at this moment, he found that there are gods in the world, and there is more than one!

Seeing the frightened expressions of the prisoners, the two gods glanced at each other, beckoned to everyone, and left the cliff first.

Twenty soldiers followed with nearly sixty prisoners.

After walking for nearly an hour, I suddenly heard a deafening shout.

The prisoners were startled.

Nearly half an hour later, I saw a behemoth suspended in the starry sky!

A city in the sky that looks like it's at least ten miles in circumference!

Moreover, there is only one building in this city in the sky!

And that deafening shout came from there!

One by one, the prisoners looked at this city in the sky in shock, worthy of a place with gods, and this alone is something that no other place can do!

Below this city in the sky, countless rays of light fell down to form a colorful pillar of light!

Around the pillar of light, there were two circles of nearly two thousand soldiers, and the cultivation of these soldiers was still very low, only the cultivation of a martial artist or a martial sect.

The two gods led the prisoners to the pillar of light, and the two circles of soldiers bowed down to the two gods.

The two gods didn't look at them, only one of them pressed his right hand on the pillar of light, and the colorful pillar of light actually opened a hole!

"You go in!"

The prisoners walked into the colorful pillar of light with a hint of doubt and fear, and when they all entered, the god released his right hand, and the wound healed immediately.

The pupils of the prisoners shrank slightly, and before they could scream, their figures disappeared from the spot in an instant.

Zhang Sui disappeared from the pillar of light along with the prisoners.

Zhang Sui felt a moment of dizziness, and after a few breaths, the feeling disappeared.

Instead, there was a near-collapse sound in my ears.

They are in a circular ring at the moment!

Next to the circular ring, there are eight eight or sixty-four small round rings.

At this moment, there is a figure standing in each of these small round rings.

Sixty-four circular rings stretch from bottom to top, creating a large funnel-shaped stand.

In the stands, the crowd was full, all with long dark blue hair and black pupils, the original inhabitants of the Netherworld were hideous, their faces flushed, and they roared towards the ring.

That kind of look makes people worry that their throats will burst!

However, it was not these aboriginal residents in the stands that made Zhang Sui's heart shrink suddenly. He had experienced this situation in the Colosseum of the North Underworld.

What really frightened him was that he felt an aura of evil and déjà vu.

His abdomen, that resonance array, was constantly absorbing an evil force into his body!

And in his own body, a life force is draining through the resonance array!

Zhang Sui looked in the direction of the loss in the dark, and saw that on the small round ring, another "self" with long dark blue hair and pupils all occupied by black was looking at him coldly!

His Evil Shadow!

Seeing that Zhang Sui was also looking at him, the corners of the evil shadow's mouth rose slightly, and his right hand made a killing gesture on his neck, and closed his mouth silently a few times.

Zhang Sui could still discern the meaning of his words from the shape of his mouth:

The last time I saved you, you owe me, this time, you pay it back with your life!

(End of chapter)