Inside the Ten Thousand Gods Prison, after a ripple in space, Sima Yuan's figure fell out.

When he stood firm, he looked around, but he was immediately stunned.

Not only was Sima Yuan stunned, but the noisy and lively atmosphere inside the Ten Thousand Gods Prison froze for a moment.

The scene that greeted Sima Yuan's eyes was not the sound of wailing, screaming, and cursing, let alone the messy, stinking prison.

On the contrary, this place is a 'paradise'.

His eyes fell, and he saw that he was above a city at this moment, no more than thirty feet from the ground.

The city occupies an area of several tilts, there is no Qionglou Yuyu, there is no high pavilion garden, only a wooden pavilion.

Even the castle tower is only five stories high, and the rest of the pavilions are mostly two or three floors.

There are shops, liquor stores, gambling houses, green buildings and government offices in the city, and many melons, fruits, and spiritual grasses are randomly placed on the hawker stalls on both sides of the street.

Casual, yes, just casual.

Sima Yuan's heart froze, and his face glanced at the 'people' who looked surprised below.

All of them are vegetarian and have few luxury things, which can be called poor.

However, Sima Yuan just swept it in a hurry, and quickly withdrew his gaze.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, gasped, and then exhaled softly.

The people below were unmoved, and continued to look at Sima Yuan.

The cold sweat seemed to come out again, and he wiped it again.

Sima Yuan's breathing seemed to be a little short?

At this moment, he wanted to die.

Thousands of people in an entire city look at you intently and dumbfounded, and ask if you are afraid?

Unafraid?

What if these thousands of people were all genuine half-step spirit gods?

Are you afraid?

Not afraid?

Then among these thousands of people, there are hundreds of Spirit God Heavenly Realms?

Are you still afraid?

At this time, the butcher knife holding the pig-killing knife at the bottom of Sima Yuan glanced at it and blinked.

Sima Yuan was excited, and without hesitation, he landed on the edge of a roasted sweet potato seller on the street.

He quietly touched the cold sweat on his forehead and pulled the wet robe behind his back.

Then Sima Yuan took a closer look at the sweet potato stall owner next to him, well, his body was rickety, and he seemed to be a little hunchbacked?

I saw that his clothes were ragged, and he was lying crookedly on a mat on the ground where his spirit had been exhausted.

The air engine of the mat seems to be an inferior artifact?

The old man glanced at it, and then pointed to the roasted sweet potatoes on the ground.

That's right, it's on the ground.

The old guy had a few random bricks on the ground and roasted a few egg-sized sweet potatoes.

But Sima Yuan picked up a sweet potato that had been half pasted very seriously, touched the storage ring in his hand, and gave him the trapping ring.

After seeing Sima Yuan's move, the silence around him was immediately broken.

The noise came suddenly, and the sound was like a tide.

Tourists are weaving, shadows are sufficient, sparse and sparse.

In an instant, the whole city returned to nature, and it was as lively as ever.

Sima Yuan quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and carefully picked up half of the sweet potato in his hand.

A sweet potato in exchange for an inferior artifact.

After getting up, his face was solemn, and he bowed to the old-timers very respectfully.

The old guy glanced at Sima Yuan's dantian, and then seemed to dislike and threw the sleepy god ring aside, and waved his hand casually.

Sima Yuan picked up the sweet potato in his hand and silently

Walked away.

Before leaving, he changed hands.

Sweet potato, a little hot.

Well, and a bit of a foot smell.

But he didn't dare to throw it.

Because, that old guy is a Dao Venerable.

Then Sima Yuan walked all the way and wandered for a long time.

During this period, he saw a young vendor selling small noodles in Yuzhou, a peasant woman in the village who baked pancakes, and a big man selling charcoal and firewood who walked with a burden.

In addition, there are pawnshop owners with snarky faces and disdainful faces, and gambling house owners who sleep on the benches.

Behind him, dozens of people in the gambling house were shouting and shouting to buy orders and bet doubles, and from time to time there was a terrible wail.

It's like going bankrupt and losing everything.

Amazingly, the shopkeeper was still snoring, unaffected by the screams.

Only when Sima Yuan passed by the gambling house with gentle steps, he opened his eyes and looked at Sima Yuan.

Sima Yuan immediately stopped and spread his hands, indicating that he had no money.

The owner waved his hand in disgust, and muttered: "Another poor ghost who has suffered from the plague."

After Sima Yuan glanced at the scene in the gambling house, he walked away silently.

Those people seem to be betting on inferior artifacts.

Four or five pieces at every turn.

He silently remembered two numbers in his heart: "Two hundred and forty-nine, two." ”

Then Sima Yuan passed by a four-story building, and more than ten beautiful women upstairs were looking at Sima Yuan with interest.

When Sima Yuan passed by and looked up, most of them sneered lightly, revealing disdainful and disdainful eyes.

Even if someone took a fancy to Sima Yuan, his little face was flushed, and after being whispered softly by the little bitch who was not used to looking at him on the side, his face turned pale and bloodless in an instant.

Then, a figure leaned against the door, and the fat powder face that still had charm gently hooked towards Sima Yuan.

Sima Yuan's face was also pale, and after waving his hand again and again, he immediately lowered his head and ran away quickly.

The woman in her thirties rolled her eyes and said, "Colored hearts are boring without color galls."

"Two hundred and sixty-two, three. ”

Until he approached the City Lord's Mansion, a peaceful voice sounded in Sima Yuan's ears:

"Little friend, would you like to come to my city lord's mansion for a while?"

Sima Yuan's heart trembled, and he almost groaned in his heart: "Two hundred and sixty-two, four." ”

He roared in his heart: "Jin Quan, you come out for Lao Tzu, what the hell is this place?"

However, the evil gods in the secret realm of the dantian were as silent as death, as if they had not heard of it.

There are two hundred and seventy-two Spirit God Heavenly Realm existences, and four Great Dao Venerables!

And that's only part of it.

At this moment, Sima Yuan's heart was gloomy.

After more than 300 years of monasticism, he has never been so desperate as he is today.

There are more than 800 spirit gods in the city, and nearly ten Great Dao Venerables!

Once this force goes out, let alone sweeping the Divine Court, I'm afraid that the entire Spirit God Domain will be overturned!

He finally understood why Jin Que said that this place was where the vitality was.

Yes, there are more than 800 spirits here, is there a safer place in the world?

Not to mention the old man who picked his feet, the old man who sold noodles, the middle-aged man who opened a gambling house, the old bustard who ran the Qinglou, and the city lord who had not yet met were all genuine Dao Venerable powerhouses.

They're all Dao Venerables, one

The Great Dao Venerable with a pit of radish is not a cabbage like the Spirit God Heavenly Realm.

On the avenue, rampant and unimpeded, it is for His Holiness!

In this way, you can be called Daozun!

As far as Sima Yuan knew, there were only five Dao Venerables on the surface of the entire Golden Void Divine Court.

And in this palm-sized city, there are actually four of them!

Since Sima Yuan's debut, there has only been one Great Dao Venerable who has really fought head-on!

Demon Dao Venerable, ethereal!

With a casual blow, he crushed Sima Yuan, whose mana was at the peak of the spirit god, into powder.

Completely annihilated!

It can be imagined how terrifying the power of Dao Zun is.

Sima Yuan was in a state of panic, and cursed Jin Que tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, tens of millions of times in his heart!

He knew that he was planted in the hands of Jin Que today.

Half an hour later, Sima Yuan stood in front of a temple, looking at the scene in front of him with a stunned face.

There were more than a dozen bald heads standing in front of the city lord's mansion.

A senior monk with a handsome face walked over, first gave a Buddha name to Sima Yuan, and said with a smile: "The poor monk crosses the fate, and he is dedicated to guiding all new Taoist friends." He glanced at Sima Yuan and said with a smile: "Welcome to the City of All Saints!"

Sima Yuan's expression was dazed, and he didn't seem to have reacted from the shock, "What?"

The senior monk Du Yuan said with a smile: "Congratulations to the donor for becoming a member of my Halloween City."

Sima Yuan gradually came back to his senses and said to himself: "All Saints City, All Saints City." ”

Wataru Yuan smiled and said, "The outside world also calls this place a prison of all gods."

He paused in his tone and said lightly: "Imprison the Spirit God Domain Spirit God Land!"

Sima Yuan immediately gasped, and there was a look of horror in his eyes.

He immediately lost his voice and said, "Ten Thousand Gods Prison, could it be that this imprisoned ten thousand spirit gods?"

Watanami invited and shook his head with a smile as he walked, explaining, "Of course not."

Sima Yuan's eyes were complicated, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

However, Wataru Yuan once again threw out a sentence lightly: "But if you count the bones outside the city, there are not ten thousand, but seven or eight thousand." ”

Sima Yuan immediately coughed heavily, his face shocked, his eyes shocked, and his whole body shocked.

"Well, in addition, there are fewer dead Dao Zun, and there are only about a hundred or so people. ”

With a pop, Sima Yuan stumbled and sat down on the ground completely.

His eyes were glazed and he was stunned.

After a little monk of the Spirit Spirit Realm beside him exclaimed, he immediately hurriedly helped Sima Yuan up.

With a click, a little monk exerted too much force and bent Sima Yuan's arm on the second layer of the Spirit God.

"Shhh

The pain woke Sima Yuan up in an instant, and he gasped.

looked at the little monk in front of him with a cramped, panicked and apologetic face.

Looking at him, there seemed to be tears rolling in his eyes.

Oh, the bean's big crystal beads fell down.

The existence of the third layer of the Spirit God Heaven Realm, standing at the peak of the Spirit God Avenue, actually cried because he sprained Sima Yuan's arm.

A spirit god pinnacle, cried.

This scene fell into Sima Yuan's eyes, and a roar sounded.

His mind could no longer hold on and completely collapsed.

Immediately, he rolled his eyes, and he was directly 'stunned'!

Before he fell unconscious, before he was frightened into a coma, Sima Yuan wailed in his heart, what the hell is this place!