() "Very happy, the news from the Sect Master's Hall that the ink evil has been identified as the culprit of this Caomu Hall disturbance, and now it has been erased from the title, not to mention, and will be imprisoned in a black prison pending interrogation, and I heard that the main reason may be that it involves some kind of taboo that cannot be touched in ancient times. ”

"I'm afraid the ink evil is cold this time, do you say that it's not good to cultivate peacefully, you have to come out on the hour, it's over, the monk who entered the black prison, I haven't seen a single person come out. ”

"Black Prison... It is said that the predecessor of the black prison is a cemetery in the Sect of the Past Life, which specializes in burying the dead, and it is rumored that there will be resentful spirits at night, specializing in torturing and killing living beings. ”

When a piece of news flowed out of the Sect Master's Hall, the entire disciple department of the Afterlife Sect boiled, and some people who were not used to seeing the Ink Evil laughed happily, while some of the disciples who admired the Ink Evil shook their heads and sighed.

But no one spoke for him, they were all silent, and even more directly turned against him and began to ridicule the ink evil.

The world is hot and cold, and the various states of life are vividly staged in this small circle.

However, there are still some people who are really worried about the ink evil, and they are still working hard for him, such as Yun Ziyun.

In the Hall of Criminal Law, the Elder of Criminal Law came back with the Ink Evil, but the Ink Evil was directly taken to the bottom of the black prison.

"Grandpa, why did this matter be so easily closed? Shouldn't it be investigated carefully? What if the ink evil really has nothing to do with this Caomu Hall change?"

In the back garden of the Criminal Law Palace, Yun Ziyun was short of breath, her eyes were eager, and she shouted at the Criminal Law Elder regardless of etiquette.

"Hey..."

The criminal law elder sat on the chair, looking at the only granddaughter in front of him helplessly, a little headache, since Mo Xie was sent to the black prison, Yun Ziyun rushed directly to him like crazy, and began to accuse himself.

This is completely different from the usual gentle and elegant person, no matter how she explains it, Yun Ziyun just doesn't listen, she looks like she won't let go of the ink evil and swears not to give up.

"Yun'er, the matter of the ink evil is decided by the sect master himself, even if the old man has the heart to help him, there is nothing he can do...."

"I don't care! You are just bullying Mo Xie and you are alone, why do you have to rely on him if something happens? Why do you want to do this to him before there is no evidence of the matter!"

"Yun'er!"

The Criminal Law Elder shouted in a low voice, and then said in a very dull tone: "This matter is not up to your grandfather and me, the shadow of the Yellow Spring has appeared on the ink evil! Do you know what the Yellow Spring is? That is directly related to the disappearance of the Ancient Roots! Even if the old man can face all the elders for him, have you ever thought about the survival of the Afterlife Sect!"

"But... But ....." Yun Ziyun cried out all of a sudden, pear blossoms brought rain, like a sick beauty who had been bullied.

The heart of the criminal law elder softened instantly, and he softened his tone and comforted softly: "This kid is very ghostly, compared to the premonition of the crisis in advance, he hid all his things, even if the sect master forced him to hand over the ghost ironwood, he didn't hand it over." ”

"And there are some things I can't tell you, you just need to know that the value of this kid itself is too important to the Afterlife Sect, and it is impossible for the sect master to let him die in obscurity in the black prison, which you should be able to see from him, you have lived here since you were a child, have you seen the monk who entered the black prison, which one has not been abolished and cultivated?"

When Yun Ziyun heard this, her tears were immediately stopped, she sobbed twice, recalled it a little, and really found that before entering the black prison, Mo Xie's body was clean and clean, and there was no trace of being hurt by others, and the cultivation was also there, and the whole person was also full of energy, and at a glance, she knew that Mo Xie was indeed not harmed.

"That's right..."

The Criminal Law Elder secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but the worry in his heart was even more, because he was a person from the past, and he could see at a glance what was expressed in Yun Ziyun's expression, although this kind of emotion was still in the bud, but what if it grew up?

In the eyes of the criminal law elders, Mo Xie is quite good-looking, very intelligent, and very tactful, but there is only one thing that he absolutely cannot accept, that is, the secret hidden by Mo Xie, he has a feeling that what Mo Xie will face in the future must be something he can't imagine.

No one wants their loved ones to be with someone whose future is uncertain.

Because of this, the Criminal Law Elder secretly decided that after this matter was settled, he would send Yun Ziyun away from the Afterlife Sect, the farther away the better, and it was best not to see the ink evil for the rest of his life.

"As long as the cultivation is still there, even if it is not a descendant, what if it is not a descendant? And this is the Criminal Law Palace, the old man's territory, and he can still make this kid suffer!"

The expression of the criminal law elder was still indifferent, and he did not reveal the thoughts in his heart.

"I... I'm going to see him. After Yun Ziyun listened to the words of the criminal law elder, her heart was slightly relieved, and then after throwing down a sentence, the whole person rushed towards the black prison, and the criminal law elder who was watching shook his head again and again.

There are a total of eighteen layers of black prison in the Criminal Law Palace, which means eighteen layers of hell, each layer is held with a large number of prisoners, and the first ten layers are all captive disciples of the outer sect, as long as they have enough merit, they can buy a lot, and it is also an important channel for absorbing souls in the first place.

Only a small part of the lower seven layers are imprisoned disciples who have made mistakes in their own sect, and most of the remaining places are imprisoned by important monks of other sects, such as elders or the parents and daughters of an elder of a foreign sect, and the monks here are not sold to the outside world, they are all used as strategic resources, that is, war.

The last layer, the eighteenth floor, was rarely locked in, and there was not a single new monk for decades, especially a young monk like Mo Xie, who was the only one in these hundreds of years.

Because the bad environment here has reached the level of a Jedi, the Lock Spirit Array has isolated all the entry of spiritual energy, so that the monks here can't absorb anything at all, even if they don't abolish the cultivation, their bodies will become weaker and weaker, and in the end, they can only watch their flesh being eaten by rats, and they are powerless to resist.

However, those who can enter here are all powerful people without exception, or disciples who have made unforgivable mistakes.

The prisons were neatly placed on both sides, and it was pitch black inside, making it impossible to see what was locked inside, and the screams were terrible

When it appeared, it seemed that the unjust soul was telling everything that happened to him, which was terrifying.

A cool breeze blew from the deepest darkness, making the whole dungeon extremely cold, like a ghostly ghost, except for the torches on the walls that illuminated a small area to give a hint of warmth.

"Let's go inside"

The ink evil was sealed with all the cultivation and physical power, and at this moment he was no different from an ordinary mortal, he was pushed into the innermost prison by a handsome young man behind him, and fell to the dirty ground with a thud, embarrassed.

"Your name is Nine Dragons, the first core disciple of the Criminal Law Palace?"

Mo Xie struggled to sit up, looking at him with a cold look in his eyes, bursts of evil qi rising in his heart, since he stepped into the immortal cultivation realm, it was the first time he was treated like this.

"That's right, what? want to kill me? Tsk, save some effort or think about how to spend the rest of your life here. ”

Nine Dragons crossed his arms together, condescending, looking at Mo Xie with disdain on his face, and his heart was extremely happy.

He has been cultivating with the Criminal Law Elder since he was a child, and he is rumored to be the heir of the next Criminal Law Hall in the sect, and is highly respected by other core disciples, but he is so proud, but he is attracted by Yun Ziyun, and his incomparably bewitching figure and beautiful face make him fascinated.

But Yun Ziyun was unusually cold to him, exuding a temperament that no one should enter, Nine Dragons thought it was because the two were not familiar, but when he saw the intimate appearance of Mo Xie and Yun Ziyun, the luck in his heart was instantly broken, and he naturally became jealous of Mo Xie in his heart.

However, because of the identity and strength of the ink evil at that time, he had no idea where to start, but now everything is different, this person who was above the heads of all the core disciples at the beginning has now become a prisoner.

"Hehe..."

Mo Xie sneered, he knew about the person Nine Dragon, because Nine Dragons was very close to those core disciples who were hostile to him, but there was Yun Ziyun at the time, and it was not easy for Mo Xie to deal with this person, but he didn't expect that today, the person who he regarded as an ant at the beginning, would dare to sneer at himself in front of him.

"Do you know what despair is?" said the corners of Mo Xie's mouth slightly upturned.

"What do you mean?"

Nine Dragon's face was stunned, he didn't expect Mo Xie to say such nonsensical words, which made him a little stunned for a moment, but he vaguely felt a trace of ominousness in his heart, and then a black light flashed in front of him.

Nine Dragons subconsciously made a defensive move, but unexpectedly, the black light ignored his defense, but burrowed into his body and disappeared, no matter how he washed his body with spiritual power, he couldn't see a trace.

"Look for death!" Nine Dragons looked furious, suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Mo Xie's neckline, lifted him up, and with a flash of light in his hand, a long sword that exuded a chill with a whistling wind struck towards Mo Xie's chest.

"Nine Dragons!

A proud shout came not far away, and then a beautiful shadow appeared between the Nine Dragons and the Ink Evil, there was a chill in the beautiful eyes, and the long sword suddenly stopped on the white neck, only a fraction of a second, this person was Yun Ziyun who rushed over.