As he moved forward in the cave at the foot of the mountain, Lin Feng saw that the surrounding prison cells were becoming more and more numerous, and the passage was becoming brighter and more open, because many dark red flames were ignited. Lin Feng understood that this was a kind of demonic flame that could burn for a long time.

The surrounding cells were quiet, unlike any other prisons. Lin Feng took a closer look, but saw that what was in the cell was not a demon, but a large number of monks and demon beasts with no demonic energy.

They seem to have despaired of the future, so they meditate quietly in place, looking at it like dead wood, without any life, as if it was about to die.

Lin Feng's heart gradually became no longer calm, but he saw that many demons took the monks in the prison cell out, tortured them, and screamed loudly.

"I thought that the demons of the Demon Realm would only stay in their place and would not do anything harmful. But now it seems that the demons here are extremely cruel, and they continue to torture the monks in the demon prison, which is really hateful. Lin Feng used his divine sense to transmit the voice to the angry king.

"These monks and demon beasts were captured by many stars outside this demon realm. The King of Anger said.

Lin Feng said: "If they do this, it is better to kill these monks directly, and taking them to the Demon Prison is not only troublesome, but also more cruel." ”

"I used to think so, but then I heard that the Hell must be constantly impregnated and refined with the blood of living beings in order to maintain its power, and even gradually increase. In other words, the Demon Hell is a major reliance of the Demon Realm, and of course the demons here must do their best to maintain it. "Anger is king.

After a long time, they had reached a very deep position underground, and Lin Feng and the King of Fury Ming were arranged to guard two larger cells here. In other words, smaller cells can be several guarded by a jailer, and such large cells. It would have to be guarded by a separate jailer.

In the cell where the King of Fury was in charge, the monks all knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, begging for the King of Fury not to torture them.

Lin Feng sighed in his heart, feeling very sad for the fear and cowardice of these monks, but he also understood that they had no choice but to do so. Who doesn't want to be a little more backbone? But if you want to be a hero. They will be tortured and hurt constantly, and over time, the monks who are imprisoned here will understand that if they want to live, they have to endure humiliation.

However, the cell on Lin Feng's side was quite quiet, almost all of them were meditating and cultivating, and one of the middle-aged men waved his hand to signal Lin Feng to go in and check.

"Why did you call me in? Lin Feng said.

The middle-aged man was silent, seemingly mute. His expression was anxious and he pointed to the inside of the cell.

Lin Feng was also curious, so he opened the door of the cell and strode in.

These monks were still meditating, completely oblivious to Lin Feng's arrival. The light in the cell became darker and darker, Lin Feng walked a distance further, trying to spread out with his divine sense to check the surrounding situation, and suddenly more than a dozen monks besieged him.

Lin Feng used the Luo Shen Wind Trick to maneuver, and used the Thirteen Styles of Killing God. After wounding a few monks, he fled. The door to the cell was quickly closed.

At this time, Lin Feng found that he had been stabbed in the shoulder, and the scar was very deep. He then meditated cross-legged and repaired his injuries with the demonic energy around him. After all, this clone is now condensed from pure demonic energy, and it is far less good than the previous Wu Clan's Golden Body Xuangong defense.

At this time, the monks in the cell opened their eyes. mocked Lin Feng.

The jailers in the other cells in the distance didn't pay attention to the situation here, and the angry King Ming came over and said very unhappily: "These monks are so hateful, Brother Lin, I'll kill a few Liwei for you!"

Lin Feng said with his divine sense: "It doesn't have to be like this. They are not demons, how can they be cruel to the monks, and besides, they are already miserable, and I will not go to the cell easily in the future. ”

The King of Anger Ming sighed deeply, since Lin Feng had such an attitude, he didn't have any opinions.

For the next half month, Lin Feng and the Angry Ming King stayed where they were and concentrated on cultivating, because each jailer had to be very dutiful in front of the cell he was responsible for. If you leave too far in a hurry, you will be punished if you are discovered.

As for the few nearby cells, Lin Feng investigated with his divine sense, and there was nothing special about them.

"Could it be that our plan is very naïve, and we have no chance of obtaining any ancient inheritance or treasures at all?" Lin Feng sighed in his heart.

If this clone was allowed to stay in this dark demon prison all the time, it would be really painful torture, and of course Lin Feng would not want to do this. He had already made up his mind that if after two months, he didn't find anything, he would find a chance to escape.

The world of the demon world is still so vast, and it can be roamed freely, so why waste your life in the demon prison?

More than a month later, in the middle of the night, most of the monks in the cell were asleep, and almost all the guards outside the cell were snoring. Lin Feng was unwilling to give up, so he released a wisp of divine consciousness as always, and suddenly felt that there was a rather desolate and tragic divine sense around him.

"Who dares to release the Divine Consciousness at will in the Demon Prison?" Lin Feng said to the desolate Divine Sense.

"Jailer, little one, suffer death!" Suddenly, the divine consciousness in the void condensed into the phantom of an old man with white hair, and launched a fierce attack on Lin Feng's divine consciousness.

If it was an ordinary jailer demon, it would be directly under this blow, and the soul would be scattered. But Lin Feng's divine sense is so good, and after a stalemate, he dissolves this divine consciousness attack power.

Lin Feng then chased and killed, but the divine consciousness did not want to fight and immediately evacuated. Then, Lin Feng's divine consciousness traced the past, in a small cell five miles away, but saw that this divine consciousness converged on a white-haired thin old man.

"So it's you old man who is doing the trick, maybe we can have a good talk. Lin Feng's divine sense spread near him.

"You don't leave any evidence, even if you call the Demon Hell Commander over, you can't blame me. The old man said with disdain.

"With your strength, you could have escaped a long time ago, why don't you leave? What's more, your divine sense is similar to mine, if you fight just now, maybe you can win, how can you retreat directly?" Lin Feng asked curiously.

"I'm not going to tell the jailer demon much, let's go. Your sense is not bad, and I can't destroy you. The old man sighed.

Lin Feng was silent for a moment, and finally admitted: "Actually, I am a monk from the immortal realm, and I used part of my divine consciousness to fuse pure demonic qi and condense this clone. We are all Terran monks, and we should not be hostile. ”

The old man suddenly said: "No wonder your divine sense has a righteous background, just now I was very puzzled, it turned out to be a master from the fairy world, I was really offended before." (To be continued.) )