When the giant golden crow slowly opened the bag with its claws, a fiery red stone appeared from inside.

Flint stone, Jin Crow handed the fiery red stone to Yang Kai with his paws.

Yang Kai took this piece of fiery red stone, and at this moment, another voice sounded in this green and red intertwined world.

Of course, only Yang Kai can hear it, congratulations to the destined people for finding the flint.

The first test passed.

The cell was dark, and Chen Xiaoyun and her husband Qian Zhijiu cautiously entered.

They held themselves to a relatively high realm, and they didn't think too much about it, feeling that there were very few things that could threaten them in this world with the Tongxuan realm.

The six disciples behind him also followed them in.

This cell was pitch black, and the palm of Qian Zhijiu, the head of the Kunshan faction, had fiery red spiritual power condensed into flames, illuminating this small area.

At this time, his wife and the other six disciples looked around.

They were walking in the middle of the passage, and there seemed to be a number of small rooms on either side.

Qian Zhijiu and his wife, Chen Xiaoyun, looked around, and there seemed to be many prisoners in these cells.

In each cell was a prisoner, ragged and with loose hair, some strong, some thin.

But without exception, their aura is very strong, at least they are all powerhouses of the Tongxuan realm.

In the first cell to the left of their entry, there was a man with yellow hair, who was about 1.8 meters tall and very strong.

There are several tattoos on his chest, it is a cyan dragon, the skin of the whole body is bronzed, the muscles are very developed, and the body is very well-proportioned.

He was barefoot, with chains on his hands and feet, and could only move in a small area.

The facial features were very rough, and when Qian Zhijiu looked at him, he only felt a shock in his mind, this was a secret method of spiritual attack.

He hastened to tell his apprentices and his wife not to look into the prisoner's eyes.

So as not to fall into their routine, fortunately, the luck of their group is better than expected.

None of these disciples looked over there, and when they heard their master's words, they didn't look over there.

The man in the chains, who didn't seem to be able to hear them, had the effect of isolating the cell.

However, he could roughly guess what they meant, and the trick he had just used on the middle-aged man should have been seen by them.

If you want to escape from this hell, it is impossible to achieve it without the help of external forces, and those disciples are very weak, and only the strength of this leader is still interesting.

But after such a long period of detention, his strength has disappeared a lot, and the spiritual secret technique he displayed can't even confuse a small powerhouse of the dual realm of Tongxuan.

They then walked forward, they wanted to find something to gain, and when they got to the third cell, it was a cell on the left.

Guan pressed a very small man, his whole body was covered with bones, very short.

His eyes were sunken deeply, and he was dressed in a pitch-black robe, which had worn out over time, and was now somewhat tattered.

His hands, like chicken claws, are shrunk to give people a terrifying feeling.

His face was the color of a miserable white, and after being held for so long, had he become a corpse?

Chen Xiaoyun said.

Don't underestimate this corpse, I also smell the breath of life from above, this should be a strong person who cultivates the corpse path.

This path is very evil, if you meet a strong person who cultivates this path in the future, and someone in the same realm, if there is a restraint exercise with him, then you can still fight.

If you don't have the exercises to restrain him, then you won't be able to stand the erosion of death and corpse energy, and in the end you will turn into a zombie, and then be refined into a puppet by him. ”

Qian Zhijiu said this, and his apprentices were also listening patiently.

At this moment, the corpse in this third cell suddenly opened its eyes.

There were two green flashes in his eyes, which stood out in the dark night.

He had long fangs in his mouth, as if sensing someone outside, and there was a reaction in his body.

Such a scene really startled his six disciples, Qian Zhijiu made his six disciples retreat, their current realm has not yet reached the level of Tongxuan, and many things are experienced for the first time.

It was only after they had retreated a few meters that they felt a little better.

Qian Zhijiu said to them.

"The first time I saw the original appearance of the corpse clan, it was all like this, and it will get better after slowly getting used to it."

Their disciples are all a little afraid, but that scene is too amazing.

Suddenly, people were not prepared at all.

Then they continued on their way, and when they reached the fifth cell, the prisoners in this cell seemed unusual.

The prisoner in this cell was a very ordinary middle-aged man, and this very ordinary middle-aged man was wearing a blue robe.

The dress doesn't seem to have been scratched or torn by the passage of time.

His figure is a little blessed, and his hair is tied up with a hosta.

The whole person is full of a hint of the bearing of the game, and there is not much difference between him and the uncle next door.

If there is, it's probably just that the temperament is better, which can make people feel more good.

When Qian Zhijiu, his six disciples and his wife came to the front of this cell, they were all very surprised to see this middle-aged man.

Because the person in front of him seems to be very similar to a portrait of their Kunshan faction.

That portrait is said to be the founder of their Kunshan faction, the ancestor of the Kunshan faction.

They are terrified, how can this be? Could it be that the ancestor of their Kunshan faction was imprisoned here?

It has been more than 800 years since the Kunshan Sect was founded, and it has been possible for the masters of the Shenhai Realm to survive for so long.

If it was really their ancestor, then this was a powerhouse of the Divine Sea realm.

Shenhai Realm, there are very few people in this entire continent, and I have never heard of a character from the Shenhai Realm appearing on the rivers and lakes?

The worldly things no longer have any attraction or binding force for them, and what they pursue is nothing more than a higher realm and their own path.

This pale blue robe was worn on his body, giving people the feeling of being so natural.

Maybe it's because his realm is relatively high, so he feels so unusual to others.

This middle-aged man in a blue robe, he can sense some of the situation outside.

When Qian Zhijiu, his wife Chen Xiaoyun and six disciples stopped outside to watch.

His eyes were open, and he whispered to him.

"Is there a descendant of the Kunshan faction? I don't know how much strength we have, I hope we don't want our Kunshan faction to decline. ”

And Qian Zhijiu, who was standing outside, saw that this middle-aged man in a blue robe opened his eyes and looked at them.

He knew that this middle-aged man should have sensed their presence.

Although this cell is isolated from sight and hearing, people who have cultivated to an extremely high level have an extremely special sense.

For him, this ancestor of the Kunshan sect is an unknown existence, he has not been in close contact, and many things are not known whether they are good or bad.

He was also incapable of doing something, and he chose to go over this cell.

Continue to walk towards the back, where there are many cells in the back.

Every prisoner has a unique temperament, which makes a very deep impression.

But when he was about to reach the end, there was this very huge grimace on the wall at the end.

Those eyes, as if looking directly at them, hung a series of keys on his nose.

When Qian Zhijiu saw this situation, he didn't dare to go rashly, the more strange the place, the more likely it was to be dangerous.

Six of his disciples followed him, and saw the master standing in front of him and standing still, looking at the wall in front of him with a serious face.

They were also quiet.