The wine saint replied quickly, and he happily agreed.

This Baili Zixi was imprisoned in the dungeon by the soul, and it has long been useless, but it is just the breath of the mad saint who is holding it, and it is because of her that she has caused the irrepressible decline of the Baili family.

The elite children were almost wiped out in this shemale war, and Baili was found to have demon blood, and the demon god order, thinking about it in hindsight, several demi-saints also had a number in their hearts, but I was afraid that there was something strange among them.

It was such a woman, who had been pinned on by the Holy Court and given the canonization of a saint, and under the nose of a half-saint, she almost overturned the entire Lingbao Continent.

This kind of sin naturally can't let her die too cheaply.

Now that Jimoya wants to see her, it will naturally not be a good thing, but a prisoner soul who deserves death, and a hero of the human race, the wine saint will naturally not save Jimoya's face.

The place is hidden, and the wine saint personally leads the way.

On the walls on both sides of the corridor, there are intricate patterns with the blood of the blood-weeping birds, these patterns are full of mysterious and strange powers, which can trap the soul here, and there is no way to go to heaven and earth.

The secret room is divided into more than a dozen small rooms, each of which holds a soul, and uses a secret method to show the soul its original face before birth, but the body is slightly transparent, there is no shadow, and it can only float in the small compartment.

If the soul accidentally touches any part of this chamber, the secret method above it will emit a faint red light, burning these souls, and this soul pain makes them cry out for pain day and night, and cannot be liberated.

The wine saint only opened the secret room, and pointed to the last room to indicate that it was where Baili Zixi's soul was.

Ji Moya nodded, stepped in, and the door closed silently behind him.

Ji Moya slowly walked through the compartments, and in the front rooms there were still a few souls imprisoned, their transparent bodies already mutilated and crumbling.

The expression on their faces was very hideous and painful, and their mouths were opened to the maximum, as if they were going through endless pain, and then no matter how much they wailed, they could not make a sound at all.

These souls, in the infinitely long years, have lost their former pride, and this soul-burning pain does not stop for a moment, every moment is torment.

They don't want to be released at the moment, they just want to be free, even if their souls dissipate.

Therefore, as soon as Jimo Ya came in, those souls rushed to the door of the compartment one after another, unable to make a sound in their mouths, but the outstretched hands, the crazy eyes that saw a little hope in the despair, and the mouths that kept opening and closing, were all telling a request: Help me! Kill me!

Ji Moya walked past with a blank face until he stopped in front of the last interval.

In this compartment, a transparent figure curled up in the corner, heard the movement, raised his head to look at the door, and met Ji Moya's calm and waveless eyes.

After being stunned for a moment, his eyes, which were originally gloomy and godless, suddenly lit up frighteningly, and he pounced on him regardless of it.

An uncontrolled, fluttering body slammed into the door of the secret room, and a dark red light flashed, enveloping the figure, and then the transparent face, which had been restored to its former appearance, showed a look of pain.

Baili Zixi couldn't make a sound at the moment, but her almost bulging eyes, distorted expression, and silent roar all showed the pain at the moment.

This kind of pain that cannot be heard, but can be seen, is enough to make a man with a strong mind tremble.