The Iron Prison is quiet and damp, and everyone who is imprisoned here has committed great evil deeds outside, and once inside, they will never see the light of day until they die alone.

Cultivators have a long lifespan, but if they are allowed to survive the rest of their lives in this gloomy hell, it is better to kill them with a single sword.

At this moment, Qin Tao, who was looking at the iron ceiling, had this feeling.

However, the prisoners in the iron prison seem to have long been accustomed to this kind of life, and have no hope of getting out, of course, to get rid of the guy who is called the "anti-blood man".

"I have to find a way to get out......" Qin Tao thought as he looked at the ceiling.

The days in prison are monotonous and boring, they will not be beaten by the warden, and they will not have the opportunity to go out to watch the wind, just like a death row prisoner, but the day of execution is determined by their lifespan.

Qin Tao thought very clearly, if he wanted to go out, he had to get rid of the iron shackles first to gain strength, without strength, any idea of escaping would be in vain.

Three meals a day, the warden and his entourage would bring food to the prisoners, and at the same time check to see if anyone was trying to escape or had died in prison.

From the moment he saw this iron-blooded warden, Qin Tao found that his status was a little different from that of other prisoners, although it was not said that the warden's position would take the initiative to talk to him, but it was enough to see from the amount of food he ate every day.

On this day, the warden was dressed in a soldier's attire, and his shiny military boots made a crisp sound on the cold stone slab, and the Iron Demon King held his hands behind his back. The thick leather whip was swinging casually in his hand, and from this point of view, he seemed to be in a good mood today.

The cell door opened, and the warden walked into Qin Tao's iron prison. Looking at Qin Tao, who had a calm face, the man squatted down and said, "Are you used to living?"

Qin Tao slowly opened his eyes like others, smiled faintly at the man, and responded, "It's okay!"

With a leather whip dangling in front of him, the warden sneered, then nodded and stood up. Coldly left a sentence: "Then starve you for three days!"

Qin Tao was stunned, and immediately shouted: "Why!"

The warden glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, and said coldly, "No why. I just like it!"

"You!"

The warden turned around, weighed the whip in his hand, and asked, "Do you not accept it?"

Qin Tao gritted his teeth and turned his head to the side. He spat hard at the ground.

The warden put his hands behind his back. He snorted coldly, and then walked out of the iron prison with square steps.

"Damn! it's not a thing!" Qin Tao shouted angrily after the warden left.

"Brother, bear with me, I've long said that he's a weirdo, and he has never done things for a reason. The bearded man persuaded.

The demonic young man who was locked up next door was a little gloating when he heard the news that Qin Tao had been starved for three days, and at this moment, he looked at the resentful and frustrated Qin Tao with a proud face, and the disdain in his eyes was still undiminished.

"Good. Aren't you starving me, then I won't eat from today. Let's see who of us can survive!" Qin Tao suddenly shouted.

"Okay, this brother, you have a backbone!" a voice suddenly came from the iron prison in the direction of the white light.

Qin Tao was stunned and asked, "Who are you?"

"Haha! That's a hard question to answer, I've forgotten what my name is, I just know they call me 'Anti-Blood'. The voice replied.

"Anti-blood people?!You're still alive!" Qin Tao's voice was a little excited.

Just a few days ago, this anti-blood man was about to escape the moment the warden walked into his iron prison, but he still couldn't escape the clutches of the demon king. On that day, the anti-bloods were severely whipped by the warden with a leather whip for an afternoon, and finally reportedly sent to the hospital for treatment.

That day, from the sound of the whipping, the people in the prison concluded that the anti-blood man would not be alive anymore, but what they didn't expect was that this tenacious guy actually survived.

"Of course I'm still alive, how can I die so easily, I'm still going to escape from prison!" replied the Anti-Bloodman excitedly.

In fact, the Anti-Blood Man was the most likely person to escape from the Iron Blood Prison because he was not a cultivator.

The shackles of the Iron Blood Prison could seal the power of cultivators, but they could do nothing against ordinary people. And the Anti-Blood Man is precisely a powerful player who is beyond ordinary people, so it is determined that he is the only one who can escape from prison here.

"Brother, I know you want to get out too, but it's not enough to get out of this iron-blooded prison with backbone. "The voice of the anti-blood man is very loud.

The other cultivators in the iron prison were just listening quietly, thinking in their hearts that only they knew what they knew.

Originally, I thought that the anti-blood man would teach some ways to escape from prison, but after saying this, the anti-blood man was silent and silent.

"It seems that you have to figure out how to do it yourself......" Qin Tao sighed suddenly.

Soon, two months passed, and Qin Tao honed some patience here. Although his appearance has gradually merged into the iron blood, there is still a hint of prison escape in his heart.

If you want to be free, you must break through the eighteenth pole, and if you want to break through the eighteenth pole, you must find a way to escape from prison.

Escaping from prison is actually a risk, although they will not be killed by the warden, but it is extremely painful to be whipped, and there is also the coercion set by killing the Sea King.

In the past two months, Qin Tao has been whipped a total of twenty times, the most serious of which actually made him lie on the cold stone slab for three days.

Seeing the gradual birth of another anti-blood person, some people amicably persuaded Qin Tao to let go, some people strongly supported it, and some people just watched coldly.

When he was next to the warden's leather whip, Qin Tao suddenly found that every time the demon king was whipped, the soul pressure in the iron-blooded prison would be reduced by one point, and the longer the warden's beating, that pressure would be reduced to almost non-existent in the end.

"If that's the case, I can try. Qin Tao made up his mind and thought secretly.

Ten days later, Qin Tao's injuries were almost better, and he hadn't eaten for nearly two months with the same backbone as before. However, his body will not be crotched because of this.

On this day, the warden entered Qin Tao's iron prison again, still weighing the leather whip, squatting down to talk to Qin Tao, but this time Qin Tao did not let himself down.

Resisting the great pain that could almost tear him apart, Qin Tao used all his strength to throw the shackles at the warden's face, and immediately made a blood mark on that cold and angular face.

"You're fucking looking for death!" the warden roared loudly, and immediately stood up and lashed at Qin Tao.

This whip landed precisely on Qin Tao's shoulder, tearing his skin and flesh apart, almost seeing the looming white bones.

Qin Tao gritted his teeth, endured the pain that was even worse than that coercion, and was still proudly praising the warden for playing well.

The angry warden whipped Qin Tao frantically, eager to completely kill this garbage with a whip.

The coercion in the iron prison gradually weakened, and Qin Tao endured the great pain and tried his best to support it. At this time, what he feared most was to be knocked unconscious by a whip, in which case he would have no possibility of fighting back.

Another heavy whip and whipping almost made Qin Tao fall into a coma. Qin Tao, whose eyes were a little sluggish, was still enduring it, and there were already signs of the disappearance of coercion in his consciousness.

At this critical moment, Qin Tao's right leg suddenly exerted force, and his body rushed out as if he had suddenly gained a strength, and ran directly to the prison door.

At this time, the people in the surrounding iron prison couldn't help but cast shocked glances, but where did Qin Tao have the strength to care about them, he immediately rushed towards the white light at the end of the path.

"Where are you going, garbage!, stop!" said the warden, with a thunderous voice, and strode after him.

The long leather whip was still whipping Qin Tao, which was also done by Qin Tao on purpose, otherwise the coercion would erode again.

In this way, Qin Tao fled and resisted, and finally rushed into the white light. However, after rushing into the white light, Qin Tao also completely fainted because his body finally couldn't support it. (To be continued......)