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In the mysterious Killing Capital, a dungeon where no one can find it, only intermittent drops of water fall on the stone slabs, emitting bells that seem to strike souls.

The dimly lit environment was eerie and eerie, and the only light source in the entire dungeon was the stones that were sporadically embedded in the walls and emitted a faint blue light, barely revealing the full picture of the dungeon.

The ground was slippery, and the gray stone walls were covered with green moss, giving off a musty smell peculiar to damp environments.

Of the more than a dozen cells, only about half of them are filled with prisoners.

Some were lying on the stone bed, some were leaning against the corner, without exception, all of them looked depressed and their breath was weak, they didn't know how many years they had been imprisoned here, they seemed to have given up thinking, their numb faces and empty eyes made them perfectly integrated into the current desperate environment.

The fallen of the Killing Capital will not know until they die, and every Hell Killing Ground champion who is personally sent out by the King of Slaughter under the eyes of all eyes will appear in this dark place and live a life that is worse than death.

In the Killing Capital, if you have enough strength, you can at least get a lot of nourishment, but here, there is nothing but the pitch-black shackles that are connected from the walls of the prison to the wrists and ankles by heavy chains, and are covered with blood-colored magic patterns.

Oh, and there is also a food bowl that seems to be used to hold food for them, but judging from the traces left on it, the interval between each delivery is not short, and it should be just the degree to make this group of weakest Contra-level existences barely maintain their lives.

And in the deepest cell, a woman with a difference is being held.

The dirty clothes tightly wrap the body, revealing a bumpy figure, exuding a mature charm all the time.

Even if his face looks middle-aged, it is still difficult to hide his beauty, and it can be seen through the fair skin and the charm that inadvertently exudes between his eyebrows that he was definitely a complete beauty when he was young.

And the most striking thing is not the woman's appearance, but the chains and shackles on her wrists and ankles, which are twice as thick as the others.

She never communicates with other people, and she doesn't need to eat, even if she is a prisoner, she has never seen her show any negative emotions, although she looks only middle-aged, but I heard a Titled Douluo who was imprisoned here for more than a hundred years before, and finally died of old age, said that the other party had been locked up here before he came here.

No one knows where this woman came from, and no one knows when the other party was locked up.

Everyone is a withdrawn evil soul master, and after a few hot faces and cold butts, they simply stop paying attention to each other, and as time goes on, they also realize how meaningless these exchanges are.

What if you know your identity? What about living a long time? Don't you have to die here in the end?

That's when it happened.

Click-

An abrupt sound broke the silence of the dungeon, and except for the woman, more than a dozen pairs of eyes lit up with a faint light at this moment, and subconsciously raised their heads to look in the direction where the voice came from.

The sound of steady footsteps echoed through the empty hallway, and no matter how sluggish they were, those present could tell that two people were coming.

Soon, the owner of the voice appeared before them, his long snow-white hair reflecting a dreamy blue in the dim light, like a god descending from despair.

The cloudy and dim eyes quickly brightened, and the sluggish thinking began to return, as if the actual hatred was mixed with a little shock, gathering on the figure that was half a step behind at the moment.

The culprit who caused them to be imprisoned here, the King of Slaughter who appeared in countless sleeps, actually lowered his head at this moment, and followed the young man's steps step by step.

The two figures did not have the slightest intention of staying in front of their cells, and went straight to the deepest cells.

Huo Yuhao looked at this woman with a calm face, although the other party didn't open his eyes, he could clearly feel that there was a spiritual power of Peng Bai locking on him, about Ye Xishui in this era, the King of Killing had already told him about the general situation along the way.

It has been almost two hundred years since the other party entered the Killing Capital, and when the other party entered the Killing Capital, he was already a Title Douluo cultivator, but the one with the soul ring attached was not the Blood Soul Demon Puppet Martial Soul that Huo Yuhao was familiar with, but the Bright Phoenix Martial Soul that Ye Xishui used when he was dying in his previous life.

But Huo Yuhao thought about it and understood the general situation, in the current environment of the Federation, a martial soul like the Blood Soul Demon Puppet must be strictly monitored, let alone absorb souls to evolve.

And if you can't absorb the soul, the gap between the growth martial soul like the Blood Soul Demon Puppet and the natural top-level martial soul like the Bright Phoenix is obvious.

The only way is to wait for the Bright Phoenix to be fully attached to the soul ring, and then slowly cultivate the Blood Soul Demon Puppet Martial Soul.

In this life, Ye Xishui took the lead in attaching this martial soul to a soul ring, and the rich power of light can be said to be the nemesis of the evil soul master, showing an almost invincible posture in the hell killing field of that era.

Killing the Evil Soul Master through the power of light, and then absorbing their power and soul strength through the Blood Soul Demon Golem Martial Soul is simply stupid to the original King of Slaughter.

It's a living cub!

After the other party was rejected, the King of Slaughter designed to use his hands when the other party passed through the Hell Road and captured him.

Here comes the best part.

According to the King of Slaughter, the people in the dungeon were locked up together before, and everyone was difficult to brother, plus each of them was powerful, they were simply the pillars of the evil soul division, and they spoke well, everyone could be said to be sympathetic to each other in it, calling each other brothers, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

And the most powerful one among them, the ninety-eighth-level Zhongli old ghost even threatened that if he could get out of here, he would unite and first screw off the head of the King of Slaughter as a night pot, and then establish a sect to recruit all the evil soul masters in the world, overthrow the tyranny of the Federation, and let the light of the Holy Spirit sprinkle all over the Douluo Continent.

Such a lofty ideal naturally reached the unanimous appreciation of everyone, and under the discussion of everyone, a 'Holy Spirit Sect' was born, which was composed entirely of prisoners who had nothing to eat!

The purpose is to let every evil soul master have a warm home, kill people if they want to kill, and kill soul beasts if they want to kill soul beasts.

Then Ye Xishui, who has the power of light, came.

With his soul power and soul skills suppressed, Ye Xishui, who had already been indiscriminately killing in the Killing Capital, and had reached level ninety-seven, could be said to be the existence of beating all evil soul masters.

The strongest Zhongli old ghost in the dungeon has also entered old age, and although the rest of them are also cultivators above Contra Douluo, they have been imprisoned for so long, and their bodies have long been weakened, how can they be Ye Xishui's opponents?

A year after sending Ye Xishui in, the King of Slaughter entered it again, and when he was about to feed some pig feed to the group of aspiring evil soul masters, he found that Ye Xishui had killed all of them inside

And Ye Xishui, with the selfless help of everyone's cultivation and soul, successfully promoted to Extreme Douluo in this place where birds don't.

Since then, the dungeon has been subject to a policy of separate detentions.

Originally, Ye Xishui's martial soul could only absorb soul evolution, and did not absorb other people's cultivation to improve his own ability, but there was no way, after Huo Yuhao's publicity, I don't know how many evil soul masters have joined the killing capital in 10,000 years, and everyone can't get out, no matter how powerful they are, they will die in it in the end.

In this process, there will always be a few soul bones that can absorb other people's cultivation, and then be killed by someone to explode the soul bone, and then absorbed by another person, and then exploded

In this way, those soul bones were like inheritance, passed down from generation to generation, and finally fell into Ye Xishui's hands

As a result, the puzzle of achieving Ye Xishui's achievement of level ninety-nine Extreme Douluo was completed!

When the story was heard here, Huo Yuhao's face was also complicated, and he had mixed feelings in his heart, in his previous life, Ye Xishui would become like that, and the old ghost Zhongli was also a great responsibility, in this life, the two actually met again in the killing capital, and then Ye Xishui also smashed the Holy Spirit Sect from the root with his own hands.

It can only be said that the world is impermanent, and the large intestine encloses the small intestine.

"Ye Xishui."

Hearing the King of Killing call his name, Ye Xishui slowly opened his eyes.

Spiritual power detection can only detect breath, and now that she opened her eyes and really saw Huo Yuhao, she couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then a playful smile flashed in the corner of her eye.

"What? Is this a different way of solicitation? If I had let this little guy come out, I might have agreed a long time ago. ”

The reason why the King of Slaughter didn't kill them was because he wanted to be able to recruit them into the law enforcement team after they couldn't stand the loneliness.

As long as you surrender, you can regain your freedom.

Of course, this freedom is also limited to the killing capital.

In the first few years of her entry into the dungeon, the other party tried to persuade her, and she had seen many people choose to compromise, but she was still unmoved.

A long time ago, she discovered that the other party was not a god, but an Extreme Douluo who had lived for 10,000 years through a special method, although she didn't know what method the other party used, but Extreme Douluo would not surrender to another Extreme Douluo.

The King of Slaughter's face sank suddenly, a look of anger appeared on his face, and he was about to scold, but Huo Yuhao stretched out his hand to interrupt him.

"I'm looking for you."

"Oh?"

Ye Xishui glanced at the King of Slaughter on the side, and when he saw that he was stopped by Huo Yuhao, he didn't have any temper at all, his eyes were lowered, and he looked like a loyal slave, and his heart couldn't help but be a little shocked.

Although he had already noticed just now that the King of Killing was half a position behind this person, no matter how he said it, the other party was also an Extreme Douluo, and he was actually so respectful to a young man who had no soul power?

You must know that even outside, Extreme Douluo is an existence that anyone must treat with courtesy, as the pinnacle of personal power, although because of the development of soul guides, there are already some methods for targeting, but they still have a terrifying deterrent that soul guides do not have.

What's more, this Extreme Douluo is also the king of the Killing Capital, so even the suppression effect of the soul technique that even the Extreme Douluo can't resist is enough for him to crush any Extreme Douluo in the world in the middle of the home field.

Forcibly suppressing the surging emotions in her heart, she still maintained a playful smile, slowly sat upright, and looked like she was listening.

"What do you want from a prisoner?"

Huo Yuhao's tone was light.

"As a prisoner, what is there to plan for me but your life, your person, and your submission?"

This answer did not surprise Ye Xishui, she only had that, she looked Huo Yuhao up and down again, and her lips hooked.

"Is this a fancy to my body? Unexpectedly, it looks quite serious, and he actually likes an old woman? ”

Ye Xishui sneered mercilessly, she had not opened her mouth for nearly a hundred years, and she had spoken a lot at this moment, but those azure blue eyes were extremely calm, as calm as a deep pool, and the ancient well was rippling, not only did she see the anger she wanted, but under the gaze of the other party, there was an illusion that everything of herself was seen through from the bottom of her heart.

Suppressing the uneasiness in his heart for no reason, although Ye Xishui was still smiling, even the King of Killing noticed that the other party was no longer as indifferent as he was just now.

"Okay, for the sake of your good looks, since you want to, I will leave this perfect body that I have held on to for more than two hundred years for you to enjoy."

Speaking of this, Ye Xishui's eyes froze, staring directly at Huo Yuhao, and he spoke word by word.

"But what do you get in exchange?"

"Freedom, and your life."

It was the expected answer again, she had no doubts about whether Huo Yuhao had the ability to get her out of here, just kidding, the king of slaughter who managed the killing capital was like a servant, and it was not a matter of words whether he could get out or not, only to see Ye Xishui sneer, and did not hide the mockery on his face.

"If the freedom you are talking about is leaving the Killing Capital, that is indeed very attractive, but aren't you afraid that I will kill you when I go out?"

I think you might be mistaken about one thing."

Huo Yuhao shook his head and slowly put his hand on the special door lock that was pitch black and looked the same material as the chain.

I didn't see its strength, after a tooth-sore sound, the door lock fell in response, making a heavy muffled sound on the ground, Ye Xi subconsciously looked at it, and after seeing the distorted door lock, her pupils shrank suddenly, even as an Extreme Douluo, she was helpless The hard material was as soft as mud in front of the other party.

Crunch –

The sound of the cell door opening pulled her thoughts back, and the snow-white figure was walking towards her like a demon from hell against the blue light shining from the corridor.

"Whether it's a transaction or a discussion, I usually only do it with normal people, but unfortunately, the evil soul master is not in this range."

A murderous aura condensed like substance filled every corner of the dungeon, making everyone present feel as if they were in a sea of murderous intent, and a strong sense of suffocation came along with Huo Yuhao's cold voice.

"Surrender to me, it's not a consultation, it's a threat."

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