"Blind jumping."

Chen Sheng was very calm, and his attitude towards the prisoners was never good, thinking that they were the scum of the immortal world, without a trace of humanity.

He even knew that the guardian power of the Black Abyss Prison was extremely terrifying, and once the Dark Blade Monk was serious, this group of lost dogs would be dispersed in an instant.

"Until they're suppressed, let's stay away."

Daifuku thought rationally, the prisoners who escaped from the prison were cleaned up by the Darkblade Monks, and their skills were low, and if they were affected, they would be easily taken away, so it was better to avoid them earlier.

"Find a cell, we'll move in."

Chen Sheng is naturally not afraid of escaped prisoners, but what Dafu said makes sense, several jailers under him have lowly means, and for the sake of safety, they still don't get involved.

"This ...... Seems to be fine. ”

Hearing the hiding place, Daifuku and the others were slightly stunned, they were jailers, and they ran to the cell to avoid trouble, which made people laugh.

It's just that, if you think about it carefully, the cell of the Black Abyss Prison is strong and immortal, and it is difficult to destroy, and once the door is closed, it is indeed a good shelter.

Under the leadership of Chen Sheng, several people found a vacant cell, locked the cell door, and quietly waited for the storm to stop.

"Boom la la ......"

After half a stick of incense.

A group of prisoners jumped across the border line and came to District 11, all of them tall and vicious, like ghosts crawling out of the netherworld, and their momentum was terrifying.

"No one?"

District A 11 was surprisingly peaceful, and everyone was stunned, a little uncomfortable, after all, they would more or less bump into the jailers all the way.

At this time, District A 11 was silent, which was a strange thing.

"They were all hiding in their cells to avoid trouble, and suddenly I wanted to laugh."

A prisoner found out that Chen Sheng and the others were staying in a cell, locked the iron door, shivering like a flock of ducks hiding in the shed under a snowstorm.

He laughed, the free jailers of the past are now embarrassed, even for their lives, running to the cell to avoid trouble, and these prisoners are majestic outside, and they are called turning over and singing.

There was indeed a sense of absurdity and ridiculousness in saying this, and many prisoners laughed.

"Idiot, you should be thinking that a group of ordinary jailers know that we have escaped, and how critical the situation is now."

In the warm atmosphere, Yue Silent Wind had a dark face and a slight mockery, breaking the prisoner's assumptions.

The jailer of District A 11 is not stupid, he knows the danger, hides early, and is directly full of survival wisdom.

On the contrary, there are many stupid people among them, whose whereabouts have been exposed, who are still complacent, and do not know when they will die.

"Ah......h

Everyone screamed, Yue Silent Wind said it was not bad, this matter was carefully scrutinized, their situation was worrying, and they would be blocked by the dark blade on the road at any time, and they would be killed indiscriminately.

"Leave the jailer alone, let's go."

Yue Silent Wind became vigilant and ignored the jailers in the cell, these were inconsequential pawns, it didn't matter whether they lived or died, and they didn't have to bother to kill them.

No one refuted this decision, and the group hurriedly walked around and quickened their pace through District A Eleventh.

"There is spirit grass, I'll make up for it."

Under the window, a jailer saw the brilliant white weeds and shengyang grass, grabbed them casually, and the white weeds raised on the tea cup were directly taken away and stuffed into his mouth.

"I'll have one too."

Wei Xingzi followed suit, picked the remaining Yang Grass, put it in his mouth, and directly refined it.

These people, who have been imprisoned in the Black Abyss Prison for a long time, are now free, but their bodies are weak and their mana is weak, and they are far from reaching their peak moment.

The road ahead is still very long, and you have to maintain your combat strength at all times to cope with the brutal battles that follow.

"Cell boss, he ate your spirit grass."

Dafu's heart jumped, a little impatient and angry, that white weed, Chen Sheng has been raising for many years, and he loves it very much.

Also, the raw yang grass was given by him, it was a heart, and now it is being praised by outsiders, and it is quite unpleasant in my heart.

"It's gone, it's no wonder."

Cai Rong said reluctantly.

He was in the Black Abyss Prison, he didn't have any other hobbies, he spent his idle and boring time at will, sometimes looking at the brilliant white weeds and shengyang grass, at a glance, it was half a day's time, and he was about to develop a certain habit.

"If you are surnamed Chen, you will be in the nest, everyone will jump up and fan you, and you will still hide in the cell and die."

Jun'an Zhenren jumped directly and ridiculed wantonly, he had been suppressed miserably in the Black Abyss Prison over the years, and it was rare to encounter something that could make Chen Sheng deflated, but he had to step on two feet hard.

"Eh, brother, is that spirit grass delicious?"

Huo Honghua let out his voice and shook the four fields, in order to earn some money for Chen Sheng's face, he was already a little crazy.

"Hahaha......"

Then, a burst of wanton laughter came from the various cells in District 11, like a river tide roaring, extremely huge.

Prisoners who have not experienced it are incomprehensible, they have been suppressed miserably, they are very aggrieved, and it is really valuable to have an outlet.

"These people, weird, I just eat a spirit grass, just like the New Year."

Wei Xingzi's face was full of doubts, and the Shengyang grass he ate was ordinary and not rare, but it made the prisoners of District A 11 collectively crazy.

This reaction is too puzzling.

"Phew, it's unpalatable."

The prisoner who had eaten the white weed, spit out a mouthful of medicine residue, and fell to the ground, with a click, silence is better than sound.

"Click......"

The sound of the door lock dropping.

"Cell boss, why are you going?"

Daifuku called out in a low voice, and blocked the iron door that unlocked the door with his body, with a vigilant look.

"Cutting people."

Chen Sheng looked at the prisoner outside, his expression was a little unkind, he had made room for it, and he also gave him two spirit grasses, which was really excessive.

"Calm down, isn't it just two spirit grasses, more is better than less."

When Cai Rong said this, he was a little insincere, those two spirit grasses have been getting along for a long time, and they have a little feeling, so they don't really care.

It's just that the prisoners are fierce, and it is not cost-effective to fight them for two spirit grasses.

"Those two spirit grasses are much more expensive than them, a bunch of scum."

Chen Sheng said from the bottom of his heart that the prisoners of the Black Abyss Prison were all scum, and the meaning of existence was much cheaper than that of Spirit Grass.

After all, the spirit grass is planted, and the alchemy can still be alchemized, and the prisoner is alive, which is really useless at all.

"Click......"

He walked out of the cell, and carefully locked the door again, with a slow movement, with a serious attitude.

After locking the door, he handed the key back and told Daifuku and the others not to worry, it would be fine.

"Boom"

One after another, the light of his eyes flew and landed on Chen Sheng's body, he was too eye-catching, and when everyone avoided him, he walked out safely, his expression was calm, as if he was dealing with an ordinary thing.

"There's one who isn't afraid of death."

At this time, the prisoners of District 10 had not yet realized the seriousness of the matter, and someone sneered, and a lamb fell into the wolves, and the fate was already doomed.

"Fix it quickly."

Yue Silent Wind waved his hand, as if he was driving away a mosquito, he had already given a chance to survive, and he didn't cherish it, so it was no wonder that they did.

As soon as the words fell, one of the prisoners immediately rushed over, his shoulders were round and his breath was mixed, and his feet were shaking, like a mountain trembling.

A fist slammed down, and the air exploded, condensing a terrifying force, rolling away, crushing through layers of void.

Chen Sheng's feet were very steady, unmoving, and when the opponent arrived, he shot like lightning, and put his palm on the opponent's fist, annihilating the power of the rage.

Then, he pinched his five fingers and pulled back, and the huge body of the opponent floated like a ball of cotton, and then shook his shoulders, like a big gun, like a heavy weapon, and slammed into the heart of the opposite side.

"Poof"

The prisoner's sternum was shattered into slag, and the terrifying strength was like a thousand fine needles, all of which exploded together, and he couldn't even scream, and his huge body fell down heavily, and he couldn't get up again.

"Why is it so strong?"

The whole battle took place between the lightning and flint, and the prisoner with a huge body died directly.

It's too fast.

Yue Shifeng still remembered that this person had a trick against Huang Zhongtang, and there was no accident, but in District A 11, he let an inconspicuous jailer kill him.

"Damn, that's the oppression."

Huo Honghua roared, remembering the fear of being dominated by Chen Sheng, that day, he refined the spring breeze brew, and there was a spiritual power hidden in his body, thinking that he could shake his majesty.

The result was very tragic, Chen Sheng slashed over with a palm, and his self-confidence and pride were all smashed.

At that time, he was very weak, his whole body was cold, as if he was going to die, and he still felt a shiver when he thought about it.

"I don't know if this group of murderers can kill him."

Rou Ran and the other prisoners of District 11 held their breath, not daring to let go of a trace of the picture, they really wanted to see the strong dragon who escaped from prison crossing the border and pushing the mountain to their hearts.

"Fellow Daoist, aren't you cultivating in seclusion in the Black Abyss Prison?!"

Yue Shifeng tugged at the corners of his mouth, barely showing a smile, Chen Sheng's performance was too murderous, they were just a group of escaped prisoners, there was really no need to fight to the death.

"I can't talk about it, it's quite leisurely to take care of some immortal scum on weekdays, but today it's unlucky."

Chen Shengren sat at home and lost two spirit grasses, these prisoners didn't want him to be better, so everyone should not be happy.

"You're a little arrogant."

No matter how good the kung fu is, it also needs to be faced, Chen Sheng said extremely politely, and his complexion suddenly became cold.

After all, they are outnumbered, all of them are masters, and they are not afraid of a jailer at all.

"I'm a peaceful person, but you people will never experience it."

Chen Sheng didn't argue anything, what Yue Silent Wind and others did made him disqualified from being treated equally.

"Tell him more, just kill him."

Cultivator Fang, whether in the Black Abyss Prison or in the borderlands, was the number one person and had never been despised before.

Chen Sheng is strong, but he will not compromise, he will kill when he deserves, no need to say more.

"Buzz"

Cultivator Fang sent out a mouthful of essence blood in his chest, and his face turned two points pale, but the suffocating aura was smooth.

He swiped his fingers, using blood as ink, outlining a vicious spell, wisps of red thread, like a living thing, through the void, very fierce, towards Chen Sheng.

"It's the most annoying spell."

Chen Sheng thought of the Son and Mother Shifting Spell, and suddenly the other cultivator became disgusted, and his methods became domineering and tough.

"Boom ......"

He revived his body, his body was like a furnace, his blood was like a flame, his seven orifices were closed, and his flesh and blood were clear and clean, like a flawless treasure.

The blood line spell was entangled, strangling the divine body, but it was entangled with death, and it still couldn't invade the flesh and blood, cutting the life.

"Stirrup ......"

Chen Sheng grabbed the blood line on his body, pulled it with both hands, and made a high sound of the string breaking, directly breaking the blood line spell.

"This man is fierce ......"

Cultivator Fang was a little frightened, his already pale face faded all his blood, and became extremely miserable.

"Whoosh"

Before the words fell, Chen Sheng killed again, his body was like the wind, rolling up a cold evil qi, like an unrestrained king beast in the Black Abyss Prison, unstoppable.

In an instant, he came to the front of Cultivator Fang, and simply pointed down.

"Poof"

The world in the eyes of the cultivators became incomparably small, but the fingers that fell down were huge and boundless, like a giant sword slashing down, shattering all the order.

Then, his world shattered, his mind darkened, and he fell into eternal silence.

"Click......"

After Fang Xiudao's body fell, Chen Sheng looked at the past with a light of eyes, and saw another prisoner, he grabbed it with his backhand, took the person, pinched his five fingers on his neck, and killed him directly.

The power is monstrous, and the backhand kills.

Among the dead people, there was also the great master of Fang Cultivator, the prisoner of the 10th District, who could finally feel the pressure of the Dapeng Daoist.

Such a person is too strong, standing there, looking at it with his eyes shining, and doing nothing, it makes people feel like their hearts are broken.

"Kill him, kill him."

Yue Silent Wind roared, extremely mentally tortured, but he still held on to the panic, commanded a group of prisoners, and launched a killing and robbery against Chen Sheng.

They don't have a choice.

"Hoo ......"

Katsuura knew that the situation was in crisis, and he couldn't get out, so he simply used all the mana in his body to run the Shaoyin Divine Wind.

As soon as he opened his mouth and spit out, the void let out a whining sound, and a miserable and terrifying divine wind blew towards Chen Sheng.

"Kill gods."

Chen Sheng also cultivated a secret method for the soul, knowing the horror of the Shaoyin Divine Wind, he did not slack off, and returned with a soul-holding hand.

"Woo woo"

An even more desolate and terrifying sound sounded in the void, and the monks within a zhang around them more or less felt their hearts shake and wanted to vomit blood.

The Shaoyin Divine Wind was blocked, and it retreated, and the formless and qualitative soul holding hand went away in a grand manner and hit Katsuura's body.

"Ah......h

The attack at the soul level is the most terrifying.

Katsuura screamed, feeling his skull about to split, all the thoughts in the sea of consciousness were shattered, and the memory fragments collided indiscriminately, and his mind was affected.

Then, he didn't have to worry about the injury of his soul, and his head was really cracked, but it was Chen Sheng who took advantage of the situation to kill and kill this opponent.

(End of chapter)