Only a handful of conscious prisoners had panicked expressions on their faces.

But their bodies were already very weak, and their hands and feet were weak, and they had no time to dodge.

Just as the boulder was about to be crushed, an inexplicable chill suddenly broke out in the stone room, and all the prisoners couldn't help but shiver.

The icy cold air condensed a thick layer of ice above everyone's heads at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The falling rocks smashed on the ice, but they didn't shake the ice for half a minute.

At this moment, a louder and denser sound sounded, and I saw that outside the cell, the top of the main hillside collapsed.

The collapse was the work of Stone Mountain, which had previously burrowed into the stone wall and spent nearly an hour burying cracks in the entire inner wall of the mountain.

In the end, it injected demonic power into the mountain wall, detonating these cracks in an instant, and only then did the current scene appear.

This method is very similar to the practice of the Mountain Armor Demon General destroying the Demon Refining Sect Master Hall that day, but the momentum and power are much inferior.

And this ice layer is the hands and feet that Mo Hansheng did before.

He injected a large amount of True Yuan into the stone wall, and after the stone mountain detonated the crack in the mountain, the True Yuan sensed it, and immediately condensed ice to protect the prisoners below.

This was exactly Mo Hansheng's plan, not only to rescue all the prisoners here, but also to fill in the lake.

This matter can only be done by Shi Shan, who has absorbed the huge earth-based demon power, so Mo Hansheng will specially ask it to come out of the customs to help him.

The falling rocks smashed overhead, dense as rain, if ordinary mortals encountered such a situation, I am afraid that they could only hold their heads and wait for death.

But for Mo Hansheng, it wasn't a big deal.

With a wave of his hand, he built an ice layer above his head, easily blocking all the rocks.

After advancing to build a foundation, his cold qi not only increased dramatically, but the condensed ice was also several times harder than before.

The same was true in the cells, where the thick ice kept all the rocks at bay and all the prisoners were unscathed.

A prisoner was stunned by the inexplicable ice above his head, suddenly felt a tingling pain in his elbow, and hurriedly leaned forward.

He looked back and saw that ice had frozen on the wall behind him.

The ice cover was so extensive that it enveloped almost the entire cell.

The only gap is the prison door.

All the prisoners looked at the door, but none of them moved.

At this moment, Mo Hansheng pinched the trick with one hand, attracting the true yuan he had left before.

The prisoners in the cell looked at each other head-on, only to hear a cracking sound in each of their chests.

And all the collars around their necks were broken in two, and fell to the ground.

At the same time, there was a red figure hundreds of miles away, flying slowly in the sky, and it was a red cloud with a sullen face.

At the auction, after seeing the financial resources of those local tyrants, he didn't have any idea about the future lots, so he left Wanbaolou in advance and was on his way back.

He was looking at the moon in a daze, but he heard a click and shattered, and one of the thousands of beads wrapped around his arm shattered.

"Something happened to the Land of Waterwalks?" Hongyunsanren's face changed, and he was muttering to himself.

But listening to the continuous clicking sound, the white beads on his arms burst one after another, and nearly forty percent of them were damaged in the blink of an eye.

The beads on this strange ornament represent the collars around the necks of the prisoners he bought or grabbed and imprisoned.

Now, these beads are broken by forty percent at once, and looking at the location of the destruction, it is the place where he values the most.

Because there are the most prisoners held here, the annual output of Yuanyu is also the most abundant.

This land of water can be said to be its own lifeblood.

The people of Hongyunsan no longer had the leisure to admire the moon, and the fire on their bodies was blazing, and the whole person turned into a red flame and flew out.

From a distance, it really looks like a red cloud and sunset in the evening.

The Land of Water.

The collars around the necks of the prisoners were destroyed, which seemed to give them some courage.

One of the prisoners closest to the door took two steps forward, hesitated for a moment, and then reached out and pushed the door.

With a creak, he gently pushed the cell door open.

Outside the cell door, bright light shone in through the door, which was very dazzling.

The prisoners stared blankly, and none of them dared to make a move.

After years of captivity, they had long since lost hope and given up their plans to escape, and now they were at a loss for what to do in the face of the open door.

A prisoner who had not been here for long cowered and walked to the cell door, cowering.

There was struggle and fear in his gaze, but he eventually took the first step.

He walked out of his cell unhindered.

When the prisoners behind him saw this, they finally got up and walked towards the cell door one after another.

When they walked out of their cells, the whole mountain had collapsed, and the ground was a mess with scattered stones.

The lake has been filled with rocks, and the overflowing water flows in all directions, at the feet of the people, in the crevices of the rocks.

The light of day fell, and the prisoners saw the light that had been absent for a long time, and their eyes stinged and they closed their eyes one after another.

After a while, they finally got used to the light, and when they opened their eyes, they saw a majestic figure at the top of the pile-up of rocks, dressed in white and fluttering, standing at the apex like a god.

They burst into tears, bowing to Mo Hansheng, and their mouths were incoherent words of gratitude and cries for help.

Seeing this, Mo Hansheng let out an extremely loud shout: "The prison door has been opened, the mountain wall has been destroyed, if you don't leave at this time, you won't leave quickly!" ”

Time was of the essence, he could destroy the prison doors and mountains where everyone was imprisoned, but he could not send them all home.

Next, whether they can successfully escape can only depend on their own creation.

When the prisoners heard Mo Hansheng's shouts, they finally reacted and began to scramble to the rocks to escape.

Mo Hansheng's gaze searched the crowd for a while, and soon he locked on a figure.

He flew to the man's side, and was about to speak, but saw a large rock on the ground in front of him being pushed away, and a woman in green crawled out with difficulty.

"Is that you?" Mo Hansheng's eyes condensed slightly, this woman in green was Chang Huan, who was sold here by himself a month ago.

He looked at his feet, which seemed to be one of the stone chambers where the guards rested.

The mountain collapsed and buried the stone chamber with the guards.

Mo Hansheng naturally wouldn't be kind enough to care about the life and death of those guards.

First, these people aided in the abuse, and they died innocently, and second, once the collars around the prisoners' necks were removed, the Hongyunsan people would inevitably notice it immediately, and they didn't have to worry that the death of these people would alarm the other party.

Unexpectedly, Chang Huan was not in the cell, no wonder he had never seen her before.

But why did she appear in the guard's stone chamber?

Mo Hansheng suddenly noticed that there was still a trace of undried blood on the fabric between Chang Huan's legs.

His eyes flickered, remembering the obscene conversation between the thin buyer and the fat man that day, and vaguely guessed something.

At this moment, a shout sounded at Chang Huan's feet, and another person crawled out from below with a scream, it was the fat man.