"Come on, grandpa, if I'm afraid of you, I'm not a hero!"

The bald head laughed and shouted, really putting life and death on the line.

But the two of them were eventually bound by the iron chains on the wall.

The bald man's resistance did not play any role at all.

The monks casually picked up the bloodstained torture instrument next to them, ready to start inflicting the greatest pain on the two of them.

The pain before death breeds resentment, which can be used to practice many evil arts.

One of them is an evil technique that allows the ferryers to speed up the recovery of their cultivation.

Moreover, the resentment generated by the monk's words before death will be stronger, so there are no ordinary people who are caught here, only monks.

"Come on, give me a tickle for grandpa!"

The man was still shouting, and all kinds of insults were heard endlessly.

Even the faces of the two monks became a little ugly at this moment.

"Then cut out your tongue first, and then seal your mouth."

A monk smiled wickedly and was about to make a move.

But suddenly, a voice suddenly came from behind them.

"You two are the ferrymen, aren't you?"

The monk turned his head and found that it was Ye Qing who spoke, and they didn't know Ye Qing's identity at this time.

"Hehe, so what? You bugs, you dear creatures, you should be honored to be able to do something for us! ”

Ye Qing scoffed.

"You ferryers also think too highly of yourself, you are just lucky to be born in the upper realm."

"If you were born in the Netherworld, you two would not be worthy of lifting my shoes."

His words made the two monks suddenly angry.

"Looks like you can't wait, so add one more tonight."

"Your wail must be extraordinarily pleasant!"

After speaking, he was going to catch Ye Qing out.

But Ye Qing just smiled.

"Don't bother to open the door, I can get out."

He grasped the two iron cages with both hands, and then suddenly exerted force, and the terrifying strange force actually began to make the iron rod bend slowly.

"Open it for me!"

The Artifact Hundred Refining Method was also cast at this moment, and two flames surged out in an instant, and began to burn the iron rod.

With the help of his strange power and the Hundred Refining Methods of the Artifact, the iron cage was propped up by a hole!

This scene made all the people in the iron cage stand up.

They looked at Ye Qing with a look of horror, this is not the power that humans can have at all!

Even the two monks were frightened and took two steps back at this moment.

Ye Qing walked out of the iron cage and moved his hands and feet.

"Look at the two of you, and say it's a ferryman, it's really unbearable."

He stepped forward step by step, his eyes gradually becoming fierce.

"It's just a little bug in the nether, but it has a strange power, and it doesn't scare me!"

A monk roared angrily, and his entire body was shrouded in golden light at this moment.

Then he put out a magic seal with both hands, and a golden swastika suddenly appeared, flying towards Ye Qing.

The golden swastika seemed to have great power, and as soon as it appeared, it filled the entire dungeon with a solemn aura.

Ye Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, some of the exercises of the Buddhism sect still have strong power.

But in the face of absolute power, these have also become bells and whistles.

I saw that his feet were firmly on the ground, and when the swastika flew in front of him, he threw a punch forward.

The powerful power brought by the Hongmeng Supreme Body caused his fists to let out a terrifying whistling sound.

Boom!

The golden swastika was shattered with a punch, and Ye Qing immediately stepped forward and smashed towards the monk with another punch.

The monk's pupils shrank, and it was too late to dodge.

He could only urge the golden light of the Buddha Gate on his body and turn it into a big bell to envelop him.

Buddhism is best known for its two forces: repression and defense.

Aggression is their weakness.

Therefore, the defensive power of the exercises displayed by the monk is very amazing.

But Ye Qing's fist was indomitable, slamming heavily on the bell.

While!

It's like a big bell in a temple is ringing, and bursts of sound waves spread out at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The monks in the iron cage were bleeding from their ears from the sound wave.

But they craned their necks to look in Ye Qing's direction.

The golden bell was unharmed, which made their hearts very lost.

But soon, a crack appeared on the phantom of the bell.

Then more cracks spread out under Ye Qing's fist.

With a final bang, the phantom of the bell was shattered.

Ye Qing's fist also fell on the monk's body at this moment.

The monk let out a cry of pain, and his body flew upside down, slamming into a wall.

Another monk wanted to come to help, but saw Ye Qing turn around and punch him.

"Optimus Fist!"

The already amazing strange power coupled with the blessing of immortal arts, the power was even more terrifying, and the monk's Buddha light was directly shattered under this punch.

With a bang, Ye Qing's fist fell on the monk.

And the monk didn't have time to scream, and his body exploded directly, bursting out a cloud of blood mist.

The corpse fell to the ground, and the monk's eyes were wide open, and he couldn't bat at himself.

The monk who had been seriously injured by Ye Qing before finally knew his fear at this moment, he hurriedly stood up and wanted to escape from the dungeon, but Ye Qing grabbed his shoulder and threw him back into the dungeon.

"Who the hell are you?"

The monk looked at Ye Qing in horror and asked sharply.

Ye Qing smiled and said, "My name is Ye Qing, I don't know if you've heard of it?" ”

"Ye Qing? Is that Ye Qing who specializes in killing ferrymen?! The monk's voice changed.

"It seems that you know me, so it will be easy to do, I will ask you some questions, and if you don't say it, I will repeat the pain you inflicted on them."

The monk remembered what he had done to the monk he had captured, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

And he knew that no matter what happened tonight, no one else would be here.

Because tonight was supposed to be the time for the two of them to perform evil spells.

"You ask, I'll tell you everything!"

"Where are our storage bags?" Ye Qing asked a question that didn't hurt.

The monk hurriedly said, "In the third meditation room above, none of them have been moved. ”

"How many of you are in this group?" Ye Qing asked again.

"There are ten people in total, our senior brother is very strong, and he has recovered to the Martial Venerable Realm!" The monk sells his companions neatly.

"Martial Venerable Realm? It's a little tricky. Ye Qing frowned.

"He has just recovered to the Martial Venerable Realm, and now he is still in the Martial Venerable Realm, I can help you!"

In order to survive, the monk hurriedly said.

Ye Qing just smiled coldly, he didn't believe these ferries.

"This is in the backyard of Fuhu Temple?"

"No, it's a partial courtyard, Fuhu Temple is on the mountain, and we are at the bottom of the mountain, and it takes a cup of tea to walk." The monk continued.