However, after Nie Jiuque's death, Zuo Yan took advantage of the weakening of the enchantment, and took the opportunity to change this place into a dungeon, and set up many mechanisms.

The king of the beasts here has become the caretaker of the dungeon.

However, the people imprisoned here are not heinous people, but people who are against Zuo Yan, and most of them are from the demon clan.

There are also most of Nie Jiuque's loyal deployments.

Those who disobeyed him, did not want to join him in the same stream, sought power and usurped the throne, threatened him, and even just the people of his own clan that he was not accustomed to, were all ruthlessly tormented by him, and never saw the light of day.

In the rolling quicksand, a black figure gradually loomed, and the person who came seemed to be injured and a little embarrassed.

This is exactly Zuo Yan who was tortured by Nie Jiuque.

At the entrance of the dungeon, there was a huge fierce beast lying on its stomach, and when it felt someone approaching, the fierce beast opened its eyes, and saw that it was Zuo Yan, so it lazily closed its eyes again and fell asleep.

Zuo Yan didn't even glance at the beast, raised his hand to open the barrier at the entrance, and followed him into the dungeon.

The further down it goes, the darker it seeps, and the air is also very humid, with a strong smell of blood, beating in the air and stimulating people's nerves.

Staying here for a moment longer is a kind of torture, and it is completely impossible to imagine those innocent people who have been locked up by Zuo Yan for hundreds of years.

Zuo Yan stepped on the darkness and went deeper and deeper step by step.

In the darkness, faint breathing and the clashing of metal could be heard from time to time, the chains that held the prisoners in prison.

Zuo Yan walked step by step, feeling the hateful gaze that shot from the prisons on both sides that wanted to cut him with a thousand knives.

This kind of gaze is a kind of enjoyment for him.

Yes, it's enjoyment.

The more they hated him, the happier he became.

Because most of these people are Nie Jiuque's people.

It was a triumphant gaze on him.

Those who deserve to die should be trampled under his feet.

Including Nie Jiuque.

As early as when this place became a dungeon, he had reserved a place for Nie Jiuque, right in the deepest part of the dungeon.

Zuo Yan slowly closed his eyes and began to imagine the scene of Nie Jiuque being imprisoned in the dungeon with a thousand-pound iron chain wrapped in a thousand pounds......

By all means, it's beautiful.

Zuo Yan hooked his lips slightly and couldn't help laughing.

Eventually, he stopped at the deepest part of the dungeon, first looking at the empty cell on the left that he had left for Nie Jiuque, and then turned sideways to look at the cell on the right.

The smell of blood was strong.

Feeling that the people imprisoned inside looked at him, Zuo Yan smiled.

He raised his hand and waved his sleeves, and the oil lamps on both sides of the cell lit up.

The light of the fire jumped, but it was only enough to light up the small darkness around it.

But it is also enough for Zuo Yan and the people in prison to see each other clearly.

The man in the prison had both wrists and ankles locked in chains, and his waist was tightly held by a thousand-pound iron ring, and the other end of the chain was deep into the iron wall.

The white clothes that were originally as white as snow had been soaked red with blood, and on both sides of his shoulders, his clothes were scratched by something with flesh and bones, and even the white bones in his body were exposed, and the blood kept flowing.

Even the white pendant on his waist was dyed red, and there were already large blood stains under his feet.

The whole person looks like he was fished out of a pool of blood, and it looks very scary.

If it weren't for the chains and restraints, I'm afraid that the person would have been spread to the ground at this moment.