In cell No. 99 at the top of the Immortal Prison, Xie Bi'an woke up from his coma, and he shook his head fiercely, trying to shake off the drowsiness in his mind.

It was only when his mind cleared up a little that he began to look at where he was.

It's okay not to look at it, but when he looks at it, his heart is cold. He looked at the huge funnel in front of him, and the countless cells around him.

He knew that he had come to what mortals called the real hell, "Netherworld Hell-Immortal Hell!"

The rumored cage used to punish the monk seems to be a real immortal weapon, and his function is to extract the spiritual power and soul power of the people locked in it for the master's cultivation.

And those who are locked up inside can do nothing but survive and die.

The only thing you can do is to feel the process of your soul being worn out little by little, and your spiritual power being continuously extracted.

Thinking of Xie Bi'an's body, he couldn't help but tremble slightly, he slapped himself, slammed his head against the wall a few times, and regained control of his body.

He looked at Zuo Yan, who fell to the ground, and saw that he was still unconscious, so he sat on the ground at once.

Like a shrew scolding the street, she scolded and said, "You little boss, Made! You said you won't treat me badly, I'm about to become someone else's fertilizer, grandma, you still sleep like a nobody?.......!"

He just sat and scolded for half an hour, and it seemed that he couldn't relieve his anger when he scolded halfway, and after he kicked Zuo Yan on the ground a few times, he lay motionless on the ground, as if he was dead.

Suddenly, a vicissitudes of life voice came from the SSS-class No. 9 prison next to him: "The young man won't scold, right?

"Who!" Xie Bi'an on the ground suddenly startled and hurriedly looked around.

"Don't look for it, I'm in the cell next door to you, not with you!" the voice added.

"Who are you, what are you waiting for me to do?"

"The old man hasn't talked to anyone for a long time, and this is missing you, so I want to talk to you!"

"Hello, the young master is not in the mood now, where is the old man playing!" Xie Bi'an heard that he had no malice and was a prisoner like himself, so he lost the idea of taking care of him, and replied impatiently.

Seeing that his new cellmate didn't seem to be very willing to take care of himself, the voice said again: "Don't, the little old man has been trapped here for almost thirty years, and finally a living person has come, and if he doesn't speak, he will have to suffocate to death." ”

"Thirty years, you said you have been trapped in these thirty years?" Xie Bi'an suddenly exclaimed when he heard him say this.

"That's right!"

"You haven't died for thirty years, which means that this immortal prison is just like that! Master, I'll see if I can find a way to escape from this ghost place. ”

He was still lying on the ground like a dead man, and immediately got up from the ground and looked around.

However, except for a stone bed and a futon, he didn't find anything, and his dantian was locked by the immortal prison, and he couldn't directly break the iron cage and escape, but he still didn't give up and looked around.

When he was almost upside down, the voice continued: "Don't bother, if I could get out, I would have gone out a long time ago, and I can stay here for so long?"

Hearing this, Xie Bi'an thought about it and stopped struggling, and lay down again and continued to pretend to be dead.

The voice added, "But don't worry, although I don't know what happened to you to get here, it seems that your cell is just as trapped as mine, could it be that you have what they want?"

"What do you want? What do you say?" Xie Bi'an asked confusedly when he heard him say this.

The voice continued: "The prisons of the Immortal Prison are roughly divided into two kinds, one is the people who are useful to them, such people are generally locked up in the kind of cell we are in, and they will not be wiped out by the spirit gathering outside to extract spiritual power. One is the people who are simply locked up here by them, they are either people from other forces, or monks who have committed crimes, or people who have interests with the underworld. They are much worse than us, they will be tortured to death all the time, and eventually turned into other people's cultivation resources. ”

He paused for a moment and continued: "No matter what you have, you must endure their questioning, otherwise when they achieve their goal, you will be as worthless as the people outside, and what awaits you is really endless life is better than death!!"

Hearing this, Xie Bi's head trembled. looked at his boss and saw that he was unconscious.

He said helplessly: "My good big brother, little brother, please wake up quickly, otherwise I really can't hold on!" He closed his eyes and folded his hands, as if he was really praying that Zuo Yan would wake up quickly.

So the question is, why did the Demon Emperor of our Immortal Martial World be in a coma for so long?

In fact, when that purple thunder bombarded down, Zuo Yan sensed that something was wrong, because he felt in that thunder, the breath of the world-destroying thunder unique to the grandson of the Heavenly Dao.

And it is also the Thunder of Annihilation in the Thunder of the God of Destruction, specifically for his weakest soul at the moment, if he is really hit by this thing, even he has to reincarnate and rebuild after a cool song, there is no other way.

But fortunately, at the critical moment, he hid his soul in the inner space, leaving only his physical body to meet the thunder of silence against the soul.

In addition, he also shielded the heavenly machine, so that the earth's heavenly dao could not detect his abnormality, and in the end, he deliberately controlled his physical body to say that sentence, completely dispelling the doubts of the heavenly dao.

Later, he hid in the inner space, quietly watching what happened behind him, and he was also a little surprised to see Xie Bi'an working so hard for his body.

In fact, Xie Bi'an could completely use his physical body as a shield to block Zhong Kui's sword, because although his physical body was bombarded by the thunder of annihilation, it was to the point of collapse, but in addition to not being able to be controlled by him, it was actually the same as the immortal weapon in his eyes.

When he was sure that the Heavenly Dao had believed that he had disappeared under the thunder of silence, he came out of the inner space and immediately followed the breath to find it.

As soon as he found Xie Bi'an's Zuo Yan, he saw that Xie Bi'an was anxious and began to pray to God, as if he was really a little unbearable, so he smiled and returned to his body lying on the ground.

As soon as he entered his body, he felt the pain coming from his body, and after feeling it slightly, the injuries he had recovered from absorbing the thunder tribulation before were considered to be blind.

And the current situation is even worse for Zuo Yan, his body is not on the verge of collapse, but has collapsed, and it has reached the point where it cannot be repaired automatically.

Feeling his physical condition, Zuo Yan is head is about to become two big.

It seems that you have to find a way to recover from your injuries quickly, otherwise you will keep leaking like a funnel until you are completely finished.

"Okay, this god fulfills your wishes!" Zuo Yan finished thinking, sat up from the ground, and said to Xie Bi'an, who was closing his eyes, like a person who had nothing to do.

Xie Bi'an heard Zuo Yan's familiar voice, hurriedly opened his eyes, looked at Zuo Yan who was sitting on the ground and rubbed his eyes vigorously, after confirming that he was not mistaken.

knelt on the ground, hugged Zuo Yan and said, "Boss, you're finally back,, you're not in my favor!"

"Don't do it, go aside, it's too fake!" Zuo Yan scolded with a smile.

"No, no, no, people are really crying for you, no, you can't see!" Xie Bi'an said and put his eyes in front of Zuo Yan, for fear that he would not be able to see.

"Alright!" Seeing that he was still endless, Zuo Yansheng stopped.

Hearing this, Xie Bi'an returned to normal, looked at Zuo Yan quietly, and waited for his next words.

"Where is this?" asked Zuo Yan as he stood up and looked at his surroundings.

"Brother, this is hell!" Xie Bi'an replied in despair, and then sat on the ground with his butt on his head, looking like he had nothing to love.