Whoever is deceived and pays attention to these things will be ruined. When the time of martial law came, the guards in the prison area disappeared automatically, and there was no one in the city now. At this time, yin and yang alternate, extreme yin and yang are born, it is the time when yin is prosperous and yang is declining, and the negative feelings that have been suppressed in the sky above the prison city are extremely irritable, and they are ** to the point of madness, in addition to spitting and devouring each other, there is also the prohibition of the pattern that affects the trapped them.

In the face of the growing negative situation in the prison city, the prohibition of the pattern array has also reached the maximum burden. This pattern pattern prohibition is left over from the ancient period, and today when the ancient pattern path is cut off, there are few people who can continue to strengthen this ancient pattern array. Maybe those Mahayana demi-immortals who live in legends are okay, but these legendary demi-immortals are difficult to move.

The prohibition of the pattern finally showed a slight crack, and that was all. A trace of negative emotions seeped out of the cracks in the prohibition, and then devoured each other, and finally transformed into different forms and appeared in the streets and alleys of the outer city, they themselves have no offensive power, as long as you ignore these negative feelings xù illusions, you will be fine, once you ignore it, it will be a big tragedy, it will be cut off by the guards who are lurking the law in secret, and if the guards don't kill these people, these people will also lose their minds to harm others.

Therefore, the architectural style of the outer urban area of the Hanging City is also a must of the five federations, there are no windows, and the doors are lifting gates. As soon as the gate is lowered, there is not a single crack to be found. These negative feelings are not demonic enough to burrow into the sewers.

A seven-foot-tall middle-aged man quietly appeared in the prison city. Huangzi No. 9 Prison is the highest level of prison, but the number is the largest, at least a few thousand. This shirtless middle-aged man with muscles all over his body walked straight to a certain yellow No. 9 prison.

This man has access to any of the Yellow Prisons.

The yellow No. 9 prison permeated the pungent smell of blood and the vomiting stench of rancidity.

There is no food provided by the outside world in any prison here, and prisoners are the ingredients! If there are eighteen layers of hell in the world, every layer of prison here is a layer of hell on earth! Every day, fresh prisoners from the five major federations are sent here, and ten of these people are ingredients, and those who can survive will become new hungry ghost butchers.

But in recent days, the fresh ingredients sent to the Yellow No. 9 Prison have been wasted, and they have been unloaded into pieces and scattered all over every corner of the prison, and some of them have already grown maggots. Looking at the scraps of clothing on the stumps, some of them are old hunters and hungry ghosts here.

"Don't think about going out when this little girl comes in, there are a lot of little white faces in my hands, and seeing the little girl here is really God's gift to me. Ye Lao said with a distorted face, his right arm was cut off, and the wound looked like it had just been broken, and the knife strength was still left at the fracture, constantly tearing his flesh and blood, no matter what method he used, it was difficult to stop the bleeding.

His arm had been cut off by that little girl's skin three days ago, and it couldn't stop the pain or the bleeding completely.

He had tried many ways to stop the bleeding, but it would still leak out, because the little girl's strange internal breath was at work in his wounds. There is only one solution left for the time being.

He was surrounded by a few ragged subordinates, and the rest were still alive with dozens of people, all of whom were evil cultivators other than the second and fifth grades of True Qi, and they were thrown into this prison and could survive until now they were the strongest group of hungry ghost hunters. Old Ghost Ye is the head of this group of hungry ghosts, for Old Ghost Ye, these dirty and despicable things are usually his food reserves, and they also serve as a necessity for his physiological needs when needed.

There was a time when he got tired of eating dragon meat, so now he was going crazy, and even if he filled the lives of these hungry ghosts, he would have to grab the little girl's skin and press it on the table or nail it to the wall. Over the years, they have played a thousand exciting tricks, thinking that they can be used on the little girl's skin, Ye Lao is itchy and unbearable.

As soon as Ye Lao Ghost thought of pressing the little girl's skin on the table, he couldn't control his thoughts, and shouted meat, I want meat.

He was hungry from the inside out. The two subordinates pressed up a little white face with smooth skin and flesh, and invited the merit: "Old Ghost Ye, this little white face is the meat that has just been sent in, he seems to be surnamed Ye, you are so meaty of him, will you not be able to lift it." ”

Ye Lao Ghost smiled and said hideously: "Oh, I'm interested in wanting to know what his name is, I also feel that he is a bit similar to me, and I used to be so handsome." ”

This little white face knew what the hell this place was, and he also knew what this old ghost Ye wanted to do, so he immediately broke away from the two people who held him and hugged the thighs of the old ghost Ye and cried: "Uncle, old ancestor, if you think I look like you, then I am your grandson now, my name is Ye Tianlong, I am your grandson, you can't do it." ”

was called an old ancestor, and this old ghost Ye actually laughed excitedly. A person who has been sent to this ghost place for five or six years can no longer imagine what kind of perversion his heart can be.

"You all step down, I want to take good care of this little grandson. Old Ghost Ye suddenly became extremely frantic and said.

The prison has eight floors, four above ground and four underground, like a giant labyrinth. In order to survive, many prisoners have laid a lot of traps in prisons, one is to protect themselves, and the other is to catch prey.

The eight-story labyrinthine prison has no practical meaning, it is a huge cipher labyrinth of thousands of secret rooms. Each secret room has two secret doors, one is the door of life and the other is the door of death.

If you open the door, you will enter the next secret room, and if you strayed into the door of death, you will be in a different place, and the mechanism in each door of death is different.

Few people know that there is another labyrinth hidden here: the ventilation ducts.

If there were no ventilation ducts, everyone would have to suffocate to death. In a certain section of the labyrinth, a girl who was mixed with injuries was sitting cross-legged and spitting out a mouthful of black blood. She was poisoned by the corpse of Old Ghost Ye.

Old Ghost Ye was a master of the evil path of the six grades of true qi, and he overrode all the prisoners in this prison with corpse poison in one hand. What is the most here? There are many times more corpses than living people.

Old Ghost Ye is still operating an army of corpses, and on the surface, it seems that the prisoners in this prison have almost been killed by her, and there are only a few dozen people left. If you don't kill Old Ghost Ye, don't think about going out, the people she kills will become part of Old Ghost Ye's corpse army.

For Ye Lao Ghost, the dead are better to use than the living.

She is the knife sister Yang Shufen, she sneak attacked and cut off one of Ye Lao Ghost's arms, and she was also bitten on the shoulder by Ye Lao Ghost, this old ghost's teeth contain fierce corpse poison. She can only rely on internal breath to carry it now. Dao Mei took out a water bag, this water bag contained the medicinal soup she bought from Jiang Long, she didn't bring food or other things, she always relied on it to replenish her body and internal breath.

Ruo Jianglong would definitely be surprised here, because she had already cultivated to the eighth grade of inner breath! Every inch of snowy skin contained a powerful explosive power, and her eyes faintly flashed with edge!