Long Xiao hid in the corner of the mourning clothes and was taken into the marshal's mansion by the other party. Passed through a group of guards, bypassed the big dark houses, and went directly to the innermost part of the Marshal's Palace.

There was a huge altar inside, and I saw that the mourner took out a token and made a few gestures to the altar, and the altar lit up with a burst of light.

The "Boom ......Rumble" altar parted left and right in a roar, and a passage to the underground appeared, and for a while, the wind was gusting, demonic, and accompanied by the sound of ghosts crying and howling.

Demon Prison, the cruelest prison in the Demon Realm. There are four demon prisons, each in the mansion of the four generalissimos. And although the Demon Prison is a Demon Prison, there are not many prisoners imprisoned.

Because, as long as you are brought into the demon prison, you will soon be tortured to death, and you will not be allowed to spend the rest of your life in it at all.

In the Demon Realm, everyone in the Demon Prison is artificially changed. Some demons who have committed serious crimes simply commit suicide before they are caught in the demon prison! Because when they get inside, it is really difficult to commit suicide! They can only be tortured to death a little bit.

The mourning stood at the entrance of the altar and took a deep breath, for him, this was the most wonderful place.

"Chirp tweet~ There are five dragons, enough to play for a while. However, the little female dragon is very stubborn! she just refuses to transform, but ...... Tweet ......"

"Nima!" Long Xiaobai got goosebumps from the other party's laughter. However, after hearing the little female dragon, she suddenly came to her senses.

Although the demon dragon is a demon dragon, it is a dragon! Now there are only a few purebred female dragons in the Nether, except for his wife, who is his nominal sister.

Practicing with purebred dragons doubles the effect. Especially the little female dragon who met him can carry it until now, and his cultivation should not be weak.

"Laugh ~ laugh ~ You won't be able to laugh for a while. Quack quack ......"

"Boom ......" As the altar closes, a damp and eerie passage is illuminated by a miserable green flame.

Mourning stepped on the ground lying on the black water, and every time he stepped on it, it would clearly echo in the passage. No, that's not Blackwater. Smelling the bloody smell of the mess, it should be blood, the blood of the demons.

"Ah!!h

"Whew!!"

"Kill me......"

"Woo woo! give me a good ......"

The sound of ghosts crying and howling echoed in my ears, mixed with the sound of whipping and the sound of various tortures hitting the flesh.

Long Xiaobai's scalp was troublesome when he heard it, and he almost collapsed when he transformed into a problem. This voice is even more tragic than the eighteenth layer of hell.

As the passage gradually came to an end, the eyes suddenly opened up. Not only was the green light more abundant, but cells appeared on both sides, with a wide corridor in the middle.

Bursts of screams came from some of the cells, apparently guarding the perverted punishment.

Mourning enjoyed the music from hell, breathing in the thick blood and invisible resentment, and even hummed softly.

Long Xiaobai was upset by demonic energy and resentment, and even had the urge to demonize. And he didn't know that as he stayed in the Demon Realm for more time, he was slowly changing.

If he hadn't had demonic powers, he would have fallen into demons a long time ago.

Suddenly, he stopped in front of a large iron door and forgot to glance through a small window.

Then he reached out and patted the iron door a few times, and the door opened automatically.

"Ang! Mourn! You dog! Kill if you want to! a mother!"

"Damn! How can I be virtuous with the demon dragon!" Long Xiaobai hid in the corner of the mourning clothes and looked over, and found that there were five dragons in the huge cell, one black and one purple.

They were bruised and depressed. Not only were the dragon's claws tied to pitch-black chains, but even its body was hooked by huge iron hooks and chained to the walls.

The one who scolded the street was the biggest black dragon, his eyes were round, and the dragon's whiskers were upturned.

Crazy, Level: Gold, Mid-Term!Note: The second strongest person in the Demon Dragon Clan, the younger brother of the Crazy (Demon Dragon). Temperamental.,And often do crazy things.。 It's because of this character.,Although you can enjoy the job of a demon general.,But madness also makes him stay at home honestly.。

Long Xiaobai looked at the other demon dragons again, and couldn't help but sigh secretly, no wonder they are so crazy, people have crazy capital!

Those three black dragons turned out to be in the early stage of gold!

Of course, he cared a lot about the purple demon dragon, because the female dragon aura on the other party's body made his male dragon restless.

Rose, Grade: Golden. Early. Note: Crazy cousin, crazy cousin. As the name suggests, man is a rose with thorns.

"Crazy man, General Ben really admires your Demon Dragon Clan's ability to resist torture. Rest assured, General Ben will personally serve you in a moment. ”

"Roar!the inner mother!frustrated ghost!kill the dragon master if you have a kind!the inner mother!" Crazy pulled the chain hard, although the iron hook made the wound bigger, he didn't care.

"Chirp and scold! You just don't scold. ”

Mourning turned around and left the madness, and the other three demon dragons lay on the ground looking dying, just staring at Mourning with big eyes and resentment.

"Boom, little rose, what's wrong?" Mourning squatted in front of Rose's dragon head and looked at each other with a smirk.

Suddenly, Rose raised her head and opened her mouth with a mouthful of saliva.

"Boom!"

"Wow!" "Mourning washed his face directly.

"Fuck off!" scolded Rose.

"Damn, is their temper hereditary?" Long Xiaobai almost burst out laughing when he saw it in the dark.

"Nima!" Mourning stood up and wiped his face with his sleeve as a stick appeared in his other hand.

"Hum!" the stick was black, and there were bursts of wails on it, as if countless souls had been sealed inside the stick.

"Woo......" Mourning wheeled and threw it at the rose with a stick.

"Hmph!" rose stalked her neck, and even sent the dragon head out, looking like she was begging for death.

"Brush!" the stick didn't drop, stopping in front of the rose-purple dragon horns.

"What's the matter, hurry, the old lady is waiting to be reincarnated!" said Rose with her eyes closed.

The frustrated stick trembled, and finally smashed down, but it smashed into the demon dragon next to it.

"Bang!"

"Whoa!!" The demon dragon on the top of the post howled miserably, and its body rolled on the ground, with an iron chain "whooshing".

"the!" scolded madly.

"Frustrated!" scolded Rose.

"Hmph!" Fu Leng snorted, turned his head to look at the angry rose, and said gloomily: "Rose! Don't think that General Ben won't dare to kill you! If it weren't for the fact that gold-level people of the opposite sex in the Demon Realm are rare, General Ben would have smashed you to death with a stick!"

"Come on, you eggless!" scolded, scolding Rose with another mouthful of spittle.

Mourning turned around and hid. He was not angry, and a very silver smile appeared on his face.

"Chirp, Rose, don't think that if you don't transform into a general, you can't do anything to you. For you, General Ben specially bought a pack of transformation powder, which can be that you can't control it and become a human form within an hour, and you can't change back to it~ Tweet ......"

(End of chapter)