CHAPTER XXXV

Mo Li is a powerful martial artist, although he was not the top in the ancient space, he was also a martial artist with a mid-level martial arts ranking. However, at this moment, he was dressed in a dirty gray robe, with a scruffy beard, and a pair of eyes that were cloudy and numb. He has lived in this damp underground underground dungeon for millions of years, and the warrior who used to say that he could destroy a high mountain with a single raise of his hand is now just an ordinary old man.

There was a sound of the iron door, and several hideous demons with horns on their heads, blood-red, and scales walked in from outside the prison door. Mo Li's eyes, which had not been turned for tens of thousands of years, suddenly flickered, and an urge to escape could not be suppressed.

"It's now, quick!" Mo Li roared in his heart, but after a long time, he finally sighed and lowered his weak hands.

"What if you escape from this door?" Mo Li thought to himself, "Escape, there are still a few doors outside, gates with strange divine powers in the Demon Realm, not to mention that there are so many demons with many wings on their backs." There is no way to escape. ”

Mo Li sighed again, glanced at the two wrinkled arms, his heart was full of bitterness, the hands that used to be able to destroy mountains and seas were now powerless.

"Human, this is your new companion, and from today onwards, he will live with you. A demon glared at the purple pupils and said viciously, and after saying that, he spat at the body of the young man on the ground, and kicked it hard, and then left the underground dungeon with a curse.

The scolding voices of the two demons came from afar: "These lowly human beings should have been extinct a long time ago, just such a kid, he dared to provoke the second prince, and cut off his arm, if it weren't for the fact that our demons were born with a strong recovery ......"

The black plough stood up with difficulty, the thick iron chain wrapped around his wrist rattled, and came to the young man's side, and the ink plough looked at it carefully: a very handsome appearance, long black hair scattered on his face, his mouth was a little pale, and his breathing was a little weak. Glancing at the young man's chest, Mo Li immediately judged that the other party had been seriously injured, and the entire chest was likely to have collapsed, possibly more serious. The flow of true qi in the body is very slow, and the amount of true qi is not very large.

"Ahh......h You all deserve to die!" the boy suddenly began to mutter, his eyes closed, his face furious with excessive agitation.

"Wake up. Mo Li stretched out a finger, trembling slightly at Fengyun Wuji's chest, and flicked it many times in a row, before a little milky white true qi popped out from his fingertips and submerged into Fengyun Wuji's body. A faint white mist immediately poured out of Fengyun Wuji's body, swirling within three feet of his body, and all of them were submerged into Fengyun Wuji's body after being born, and it was not until this time that a touch of blood poured out of Fengyun Wuji's face.

When the consciousness returned to his body again, Feng Yun Wuji slowly opened his eyes, and what greeted him was an old man like a beggar, and a smile appeared on the old man's face full of traces of time: "You are awake." ”

Fengyun Wuji nodded, supported himself with one hand, stood up half-upright, then crossed his knees, staggered his palms, and then closed his eyes, and the Nine Turns of Life and Death True Qi quickly worked in his body, quickly treating the internal injuries in his body.

Fengyun Wuji couldn't help but secretly wonder, remembering that the original injury should not be so light, and he didn't understand what was going on.

"Thank you, Senpai. Feng Yun Wuji opened his mouth, just when he was exercising, Feng Yun Wuji had already discovered that a true qi with the same breath as the old man's body was running in his body to help heal his body.

Mo Li smiled, turned around, and returned to where he had been sitting, sitting on the ground.

"Senior, where is this?"

Mo Li sighed, looked at the top of the water dungeon painted with strange symbols and silver light flowing above, and said: "The water dungeon of the Demon Realm, this is the place where all the servants of the Demon Race are imprisoned. ”

“...... How many people are here?"

"I don't know, before I came, there were at least 100,000 people here. ”

"The predecessors came here, how could so many clansmen be trapped here. ”

"I came here millions of years ago, and I don't know how many people have been taken to the Demon Realm in the past million years. ”

Fengyun Wuji was shocked in his heart: "One hundred thousand, how is it possible." I once saw the second prince of the Demon Realm, and his four demon retinues, and they didn't seem to be very strong. With the strength of our primeval warriors, we should be able to forcibly escape from here. ”

Hearing this, Mo Li blinked his cloudy eyes, and said to Fengyun Wuji: "You swing your fist and punch the top of your head!"

Although Fengyun Wuji was puzzled, he still clenched his fist and blasted a punch at the top of the heavenly prison above, and the sound of sneering through the air came, Mo Li looked up, but saw that the young man's fist was not a fist, but a thick sword qi, and the clear sword qi hit the wisps of silver metal network above his head, but he saw a strange four-pointed shape similar to a formation in the center of the head suddenly emitted a red light, and then, a ray of light was transmitted in all directions by the six-pointed star along the silver threads around it, and the fist strength did not cause a little fluctuation.

"How?"

"How can it not work, what is this?"

"I'm asking you how you feel inside?" said the old man, shaking his head.

Feng Yun Wuji's eyes closed, opened them again in the blink of an eye, and said with a look of surprise: "Why is this happening? The true qi in my body seems to have decreased, and the true qi that blasted out does not seem to have been replenished." ”

"It's not that it's not replenished, it's that it's very little. Only then did the old man say: "Here, every piece of true qi is precious, and every time you use a piece of true qi, the true qi in your body will be reduced. Not only that, but you can feel very oppressive here, as if something is pressing down on you like a mountain. ”

Looking at Feng Yunji's expression, the old man said indifferently: "We have been here for millions of years, it's not that we haven't thought about escaping, but it's impossible, this is not our original world, our true qi, here, rejected by the power of this world, the second prince you saw and the four guards he brought should also be like this, so it doesn't seem very strong." The rejection of the demons in our primeval world is a hundred times stronger than the rejection we receive here. As for the strength of the second prince, plus a hundred times, you should be able to know his strength. ”

"The power of one world will repel other forces, this is a rule in the universe, and it is also the reason why we humans can survive although they are weaker than demons. In addition, as a price in exchange for peace, none of the people here want to escape, and we will spend our whole lives here, if you want to escape, you will definitely become a sinner of my clan, and when the time comes, let alone other clansmen, even I will not let you go!"

As if hit by thunder, Fengyun Wuji's eyes widened, and he looked at the old man in front of him in disbelief: "You ......!1"

"I know that you have not been ascending for a long time, but as long as you are a member of my clan, sacrificing yourself for the safety of the entire human race of my clan is nothing, which is why every hundred years, so many clansmen will stay in the demon realm to suffer, but no one has escaped. Compared with national righteousness, we are nothing. The old man's voice was unusually peaceful, but Feng Yun Wuji felt a trace of horror from his soul.

"After being enslaved by the demons in the Demon Realm for so long, and suffering so many reasons (don't even think about it), they actually not only didn't think about running away, but ......" Fengyun Wuji felt a trace of horror from the soul, and a strong chill spread from the soles of his feet to his whole body, chilling his whole heart.

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