A group of people who have completed the life leap at the very least, regardless of the gods and demons, even the true immortals occupy more than twenty percent of the black-armored jailers.

actually blocked the street and cried for his father and mother, which shows what these guys have been bullied into.

On the wasteland, there are really many talents, and there are as many gods and demons as dogs!

"Get up!"

Yan Xing frowned and drank coldly, his voice was low and with an irreversible majestic will, which made the noisy street suddenly fall into a dead silence, and the black-armored jailer looked frozen, pretending to wipe the corners of his eyes, and quickly stood up.

"My lord, I'm smiling! I'll take you to the handover!"

The black-armored jailer parted a avenue, nodded for the leader of the big man, and stretched out his hand to lead the way.

"Hmm."

Yan Xing nodded, took two steps forward, paused his feet, looked around with cold eyes, and said in a cold voice, "I don't care who you are or what you have done before, come to see me within seven days!"

"Hehe, if you wait for the warden to visit in person...... Hmph!"

With that, Yan Xing strode away, and after hearing these words, the eyes of the many black-armored jailers around him suddenly became extremely bright, and even their breath was stirring and boiling.

There's a play!

The new Fourth Warden is a ruthless character, and in the ghost place of the Death Prison of No Return, only by following such a strong character can he get into the mix.

Of course, the premise must be strong, otherwise it is just a stunned youth, Yan Xing is obviously qualified, just a few words, let most of the black-armored jailers surrender.

They are all high-level lifeforms, and they move extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, the wide streets become empty.

Buzz –

The void trembled, and a strong will swept and flickered, stirring up an invisible ripple, and the existence hidden in the dark to observe was a little unable to sit still at the moment.

"Guys, what do you think?"

"The newcomer seems to be a little difficult to get along with!"

The tone was calm, but it contained a deep fear, they had no doubts about the association's assessment and judgment, saying that it was the highest peak, so this Yan Xing must have such strength.

"Above the wasteland, below the shore."

It's used to describe these terrible monsters.

"The entire Death Prison, in addition to those five, now there is another Yan Punishment, it seems that the sky is about to change......

"Humph! Don't interrupt, this warden is asking you what to do now!? Over the years, everyone has been involved in the fourth prison, and now you want to clear up the relationship? I'm afraid it's not just talking."

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding void suddenly became depressed and heavy, and more than a dozen entangled wills fluctuated to varying degrees, obviously feeling very uncalm in their hearts.

"What else can I do?"

"A newcomer, although his strength is terrifying, but the death penalty is not something that can run amok by brute force, isn't taking office [Fourth] a living example?"

"Death Prison, it's about human feelings, it depends on relationships, there's nothing to be afraid of, with those five adults, presumably this Yan torture can't make trouble, and it is estimated that it is just to buy people's hearts."

"Really, aren't you going?"

"Love to go, this warden can't afford to lose this person!"

Before the words fell, the will in the void suddenly retreated by more than half, and the remaining wills were speechless, and there was inevitably some worry in their hearts.

"Alas, after all, it's a supreme statue! To put it lightly, who is not terrified in their hearts?"

"According to the old man's opinion, it's better to prepare early, Douglas? It's not even a fart compared to life!"

The old voice sighed, and then retreated, looking at the matter from an objective point of view, there is no so-called "relying on the old and selling the old", it is very reasonable.

……

[Dead City] is very large, comparable to a large world, and the overall layout is "outside and inside".

In the very center of the city, a pitch-black sphere with a diameter of several light years is suspended, slowly rotating, like the scorching sun in the sky, and under the sphere is an empty square.

The square is divided into four sections, each with a towering temple.

-- The Fourth Prison House --

Yan Xing raised his head slightly, and glanced at the plaque hanging above the temple, which was an unfamiliar text that was three points similar to the Origin Divine Script, which showed that the "white camp" led by the [Watch Society] should have something to do with the source of the Truth.

"My lord, please open the temple!"

Bang! Whoa—

The armor and stomach collided, and the black-armored jailers behind Yan Xing were all bent over, with respectful expressions and anticipation and fanaticism in their eyes.

The Fourth Prison House has been vacant for tens of millions of years due to the accidental death of the previous master, and no one can enter this gate without the arrival of a new warden.

Yan Xing gathered his thoughts and paced up the steps, he already knew some of the processes of the handover in advance.

Slowly stretched out his palm and pressed it on the hard and cold metal giant door, an invisible wave swept across his body, and the next moment, countless dense and brilliant lines appeared, outlining a "Chain God and Demon Diagram" on the door.

Katsa!

Ga –

The huge door that had been sealed for a long time slowly opened inward, and a fierce aura rushed towards him, Yan Xing's eyes narrowed slightly, his figure did not move at all, his robe exploded, and his hair danced like a wild snake.

Even if it is just a strand of hair, it is also composed of many particle universes, which can cut through thousands of time and space, and can be shaken by a ferocious aura, this temple is extremely extraordinary.

"Your Excellency!

」

Hula –

The black-armored jailer knelt again, his expression agitated and tears welling up in his eyes. Yan Xing's eyebrows moved slightly, and he could sense some of these people's emotions, and it was not aimed at him.

Do you remember the old warden?

Yan Xing shook his head, didn't say much, walked into the mansion with his sleeves in his sleeves, and as he went, the fierce aura retreated one after another, and was easily suppressed.

Walking into the main hall, a seat of eucalyptus appears in front of you, and only three objects are placed on it.

A robe of star veil embroidered with the apparition of the heavens, the mark of the watch engraved on the left chest, and the totem of the death prison on its back.

One side is pitch black, and the material does not understand the token.

A large boxy seal.

"The Watchman Society, it's a big deal!"

Yan Xing's eyes flickered, he paced forward, stretched out his hand and stroked the robe, the [Microscopic Vision] could easily see its essence, every silk thread of this robe was condensed and purified by a vast galaxy.

With the galaxy as a veil, supplemented by the secret art of melting and casting, not to mention its efficacy, this luxury alone is enough to smack.

Yan Xing raised his hand and waved his hand, put the robe on his body, and suddenly his temperament was stool, a little more cold, and indescribable majesty.

"Boundary Seal ......"

The tip of his finger forced out a drop of essence blood, and gently touched it on the square seal, and the next moment, Yan Xing's eyes were confused, and his mind seemed to fly into a strange time and space, overlooking a vast world from the perspective of God.

"The world is a prison, and the heart of the melting heaven and earth is in the square seal, a good means!"

As for the last token, Yan Xing just glanced at it and picked it up and put it in his arms.

What this thing represents is his identity, which is used to travel around the world, verify permissions, etc., and is similar to the "extradimensional bracelet" that has been used, and it is a very versatile prop, which is indispensable for the Walking Watch Association.

Outside the temple, many black-armored jailers waited restlessly, not daring to cross the portal.

This time, their actions can be said to have gambled everything, and they have already offended those people to death. If there is any accident in the handover of the new Fourth Warden, then they will be miserable, and without the support of the Warden, I am afraid that the future will be a hundred and ten times more difficult.

Buzz –

Suddenly, the temple burst into a dazzling light, soaring into the sky, reaching the infinite heights of the sky. In any corner of the dead city, even in the vast and vast dark continent outside the city, this dazzling pillar of light can be seen.

Fourth Warden!

It's back!

At this moment, everyone now had a glimmer of realization, and the long-vacant position had a new owner.

The new official took office with three fires, and I am afraid that it will not be peaceful for a period of time in the future.

"Hahaha!

Roar—"

"It worked! Your Excellency, he succeeded!"

The jailers outside the hall were boiling, laughing, roaring, cheering, and venting the grievances and depression that had been suppressed for a long time.

With the completion of the handover, the fierce aura gushing from the temple suddenly dissipated, and the previous horror was gone, replaced by the vast majesty of suppressing the four directions of time and space.

"What are you arguing about? Quack!"

Yan Xing scolded, so frightened that the jailers immediately shut up and lowered their heads with a somewhat embarrassed expression.

"Don't be stunned, come in."

"Yes! Yes, my lord!"

Without the obstacle of the ferocious aura, and with the permission of the warden, the black-armored jailer was suddenly elated and rushed into the temple.

A large part of them entered here for the first time, and I have to say that they were very unlucky, and they were directly assigned to the fourth prison without a warden, and they didn't have a good day.

Above the main hall, Yan Xing sat on the main seat, looking down, and his atmosphere was much more majestic than that of the old warden before.

When some old jailers saw this, their hearts were suddenly shocked, and their heads couldn't help but lower even deeper, and they were very respectful.

"In the fourth prison, are you people left? The highest cultivation is nothing but the realm of the Nine Transformations of True Immortals......

Yan Xing's eyebrows were lowered, and his expression was a little dissatisfied.

At the tenth level, there are two main types of directions for true immortals' cultivation, one is to improve and expand the origin world (universe), and the other is to sublimate and transform the origin rules, and the two are complementary to each other.

In addition, there is no need to say much about the cultivation of consciousness, which cannot be slackened in every realm, and the higher you go, the more difficult it becomes, which determines the upper limit of the power that you can control and break through the realm.

The so-called "Nine Transformations" means that the sublimation has been made nine times, which is not the limit of the true immortal, but the basic condition for breaking through the Holy Realm.

If the foundation is deep enough, the talent is good enough, supplemented by chance, theoretically it can continue to metamorphose, a hundred times? Thousands? It's all possible.

This is closely related to the strength and weakness after breaking through the realm and becoming holy.

For example, in the past, Yan Xing, he had transformed thirty thousand times in the "True Immortal Realm", because every law he fused with had evolved into the Origin Rule. Each additional one is equivalent to a metamorphosis, and all of them will be so powerful that they are contrary to common sense.

"Great, Adult......

The jailer at the head of the big man, hearing this, trembled slightly, stepped forward, and glanced at the Yan Punishment above in fear.

"If you have something to say, I'm new to the city, and I don't know much about many things, even if I say something wrong, I won't blame you."

Yan Xing waved his hand, and he also sensed everyone's anxiety, so he moved to restrain his breath, and the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became much more relaxed.

"Yes, yes, thank you, sir!"

"Elder Qiqi, we are only part of the Twelfth Army of the Fourth Prison, and it is our turn to take a rest, so we have the honor to welcome you......

"Oh? I see."

When Yan Xing heard this, he didn't need the other party to explain more, and he understood that he was thinking badly.

No Return Death Prison, since it is a "prison", then the most fundamental tone is naturally to guard those criminals from all over the world, how can they have time to hang around in this [dead city]?

Whether it is the fourth prison or other prisons, there are a large number of jailers in it to suppress, one is to strictly guard the criminals, and the other is to carry out some activities, such as torture, interrogation of information, and so on.

"What's your name?"

"Back to the prison lord! Chen Han, who is a lowly officer, belongs to the 25th Squadron of the 12th Army of the Fourth Prison, and is currently the captain!"

Chen Han responded loudly, his body standing straight, with an inexplicable sense of glory.

"Chen Han, tell the warden about the current situation in the fourth prison

situation."

"Ugh! My lord, my subordinates are humble, and the highest commander I come into contact with on weekdays is only our legion commander, and I really ...... for others."

Chen Han stretched out his hand and scratched his head, his breath was empty, and he lowered his head a little embarrassed.

"Okay, there's one more thing I want to ask you, who came up with the idea to stop the fight on the road today!? Don't tell this warden, you're a captain who dares to make such a decision!"

Yan Xing's eyes were slightly cold, these people's actions seemed to be welcome, but in fact, they were roasting him on the fire and forcing him to express his position, and he also met him who already had crooked thoughts, what should he do if he was someone else? That would be a very awkward situation.

He is not a deity, he is endowed with limited innate ability, and his power is far from it, if the deity is here, where is there such trouble when the [Divine Perception] comes out.

"Lord Hui, this is indeed not the villain's idea, it was explained by the legion commander himself!"

Chen Han did not hide a trace of it, and did not hesitate to say the instigator behind it, obviously, this was also explained by the legion commander.

Da! Dada!

Yan Xing's eyes narrowed slightly, his fingertips tapped on the table, and the crisp sound echoed in the main hall, and the invisible pressure made the faces of the jailers pale.

"Alright."

Yan Xing slowly stood up and waved his hand, he couldn't be angry with the little guy, these people didn't have enough weight to talk to him, it was better to go directly to the prison to meet his subordinates.

The prison is heavy, and the guards naturally can't leave their posts without permission, so those legion commanders can't come to see him in person.

It doesn't matter, he can go on his own, just to see the power of this no-return death prison, and see if those guys from the Scarlet Federation are locked up.

"Lead the way, go to the Fourth Realm Prison, and the others will disperse first."

"Yes, my lord!"

The black-armored crowd dispersed, and among the countless buildings around the temple, there was their own dwelling, and there was no shortage of land in the [Dead City].

South, east, and west, respectively, are the territory of the first, second, third, and fourth realms, and the fourth realm is located in the north, which is where Yan Xing is now located.

The quadrangular area forms a ring, and beyond it another ring is divided into five areas, the fifth and the sixth......

And so on, layer upon layer, surrounding the most central square, the pitch-black sphere.

"My lord, this is the only entrance to the prison!"

Chen Han stood at the edge of the square, stretched out his hand and pointed to the huge sphere suspended in the air, explaining to Yan Xing.

"There are 10,000 and 11 layers in the Death Prison, each layer is an independent world plane, the size is about the same as the [Saint-level Great World], most of them are the overall continental structure, and there are also some special environments."

"From the top down, the more terrifying and powerful the criminals are in prison, the stronger the world will be, and the more adequate and complete the repression will be. Jailers are not allowed to cross the border, for example, we cannot enter other Hells without permission, but can only go to the Fourth Hell."

"Of course, Warden is not subject to this rule......

Chen Han was respectful and said all the information he knew, 1510.

"Ten Thousand and One Realms?"

Yan Xing slowly raised his head, looking at the pitch-black sphere that covered the sky and the sun, that dark and deep color, as if it could devour people's soul consciousness.

"You can go back, I'll go alone."

Chen Han bowed down and got up again, and saw Yan Xing as if he had crossed a water curtain, and his back disappeared into a dark ripple.