No matter what happened to others, Chu Chen, a young man with a somewhat lame leg, always maintained his own pace.

Whether it is surpassed by others, or when he encounters someone who gives up and returns, Chu Chen moves forward indifferently.

In fact, walking in this labyrinth path, the monk did not encounter any real danger, but the patterns on the walls on both sides of the path are some mysterious magic patterns.

The longer they walked in it, the more dizzy they became, and their bodies were shaky and unable to hold on.

Chu Chen knew that this was a tool used by the Demon Sect to select disciples.

This is a test of the monk's potential, not his cultivation.

Therefore, some layman young monks of both sexes who have good potential but have low cultivation can still persevere.

And many Demon Dao cultivators with high cultivation were defeated one after another.

Chu Chen secretly said in his heart, the Demon Netherworld Sect is indeed a great sect, and it has its own special mechanism for the selection of newcomers to ensure that his new disciples have cultivation value.

Three days and three nights later, Chu Chen bypassed the last blood-red bend in the trail, and the terrain of the trail was steep in vain, spreading straight towards the ground.

From the outside, it seems that the mountain road has been submerged into the belly of the mountain.

From the depths of the deep underground, waves of cold, cold yin qi spread out, and Chu Chen and several demon Dao cultivators around him couldn't help but fight a spirit.

"What the hell, why is it so cold all of a sudden! This good mountain road is so steep, could it be that it leads to the depths of the mountain?"

"This is not an ordinary cold air, this is the qi of the earth yin, which acts directly on the depths of the human soul. This is the entrance, and the yin qi is already so obvious, presumably the yin qi in the depths of this mountain road is even stronger!"

"Sure enough, the rebirth trial of this Demon Netherworld Sect is not so easy, this Yin Qi is extremely cold, even if it is the operation of spiritual power, it cannot be resisted, it can only be resisted!"

"There seems to be blood here, what the hell is this place, the passage to hell?"

......

The trail was like a road to hell, and everyone felt that they were going deeper and deeper, and after walking for a few hours in the cold and narrow mountain road, the light around them suddenly dimmed violently.

Chu Chen was stunned for a moment, and when he raised his eyes, his pupils instantly contracted violently!

In front of him, a vast prison sits in the depths of a dark mountain, emitting a strong smell of death, coldness, and blood.

The entire body of the prison is made of arm-thick black fine iron pillars, which are undulating, covering an area of dozens of acres, and look extremely magnificent.

The most frightening thing is that the overall shape of the prison is actually a huge demon head, with fangs and fierce eyes, which looks extremely terrifying.

And the bloody mouth of the demon is the entrance to the prison, and it is also the end of this narrow mountain road.

The front of the prison was crowded with demonic monks, all of whom were hesitating.

At the entrance to the prison gate, a jailer in black armor and with a strong smell of death stood on either side of the column.

These jailers had deep eyes, and the aura of death on their bodies was terrifying.

If it weren't for the dazzling light in their eyes, I'm afraid it would make people think that this was just a statue!

This prison ...... There are still people guarding it, which means that this is a prison that is still running!

Seeing that many new disciples had reached the end of the narrow mountain road, the jailers on both sides of the column moved in unison, and the black Changge in their hands suddenly leaned forward, forming an arch formed by Changge in the void.

A trace of dark red blood could be vaguely seen dripping down on the bright Ge Feng, as if he had just experienced a killing, exuding a strong smell of death and blood.

"Listen to your waves!"

With a cold snort that was not light or heavy, a jailer leader with skull patterns embroidered on black armor stepped forward and glanced at everyone coldly, and a chill rose in everyone's souls.

Everyone was suddenly shocked, and they no longer dared to talk to each other, and the whole space immediately became calm.

"Coming here means that you are qualified to become an outer disciple of the Demon Netherworld Sect. ”

As soon as his voice fell, the crowd suddenly resounded with cheers.

The people who were excited were mainly some young male and female monks from the world, and some demonic monks who had not been deeply rooted in the past.

"However, if you want to become a disciple of the seventy-two peaks in the Demon Netherworld Sect, you have to honestly take your black jade card, enter the prison according to the number on the card, and then find the corresponding numbered cell. ”

The cold gaze of the leader of the jailers swept over everyone.

"As long as you persist in it for a certain amount of time, you will be able to obtain the identity of the inner disciple of the seventy-two peaks! Presumably everyone understands, the outer disciples can leave the path on the left, and if you want to become a disciple of the seventy-two peaks, they will all go to the prison, don't waste time!"

As soon as the jailer's leader's voice fell, it immediately caused an uproar, and everyone began to talk about each other.

Soon everyone made a decision, and most of the young male and female monks who were basically from the worldly world chose to leave and become outer disciples.

Some of the demonic monks who did not have the confidence to challenge the mysterious prison also left.

Most of the monks who wanted to become disciples of the Seventy-Two Peaks still hesitated in front of the prison and continued to discuss and discuss.

This dead prison feels like hell, and people don't dare to approach it lightly.

Seeing this scene, the jailer's eyes suddenly froze, and his pupils suddenly shot out two cold rays of cold light that were like substance.

"If you want to enter the seventy-second peak, go to the prison! If you don't want to go to prison, just get out, do you understand? If anyone wants to waste everyone's time, they will be killed on the spot!"

As soon as the last four words came out, a biting cold wind suddenly blew in the void.

All the monks felt at this moment that a murderous and malicious intent surrounded them like substance, and that murderous intent was so strong and real.

It seems that in just a moment, that killing machine like a substance can be transformed into countless sharp blades, slashing people to pieces in an instant!

Seeing that the leader of the jailers was really angry, all the demon monks closed their mouths in silence and stepped into the huge gate of the prison one after another.

All of a sudden, everyone rushed in, and Chu Chen watched from behind, just like in an instant, the huge ghost head swallowed a large number of monks.

There's a feeling that they'll never be there again.

Chu Chen slowly followed the flow of people, and also walked into the prison from the mouth of the hideous demon, and the entire void suddenly darkened.

It's like entering another world.

Chu Chen could see with the naked eye that there was actually a wide mountain belly in this prison, and the entire inside of the mountain belly had been hollowed out.

On the vast mountain wall, countless caves have been excavated, and there are already many monks sitting in them.