Sikong Hao had a hideous face and died miserably in front of the door. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

- "What's his name?"

"I don't remember. ”

Going all the way down, they finally came to the third level.

Everyone here is silent, like a silent beast, if it doesn't sing, it will be enough, but if it sounds, it will pay the price of life.

If it weren't for the seventeen Soul Breaking Nails on their bodies that sealed the Strange Sutra, they might have been killed long ago, and they knew that the two people who robbed the prison were extraordinary, and they might fight with one of them. Therefore, in such a situation, there is only contempt and arrogance in their eyes.

- "Let them go now?"

"Nope. ”

- "Oh?"

"There are even about four grades of wizards here, if we just rely on the two of us, I am afraid that we will not be able to deter these people. ”

- "Oh, yes, I'm afraid they're all people who treat human life like a mustard, and they won't obey us even if we go on a killing spree." ”

1,000 cells, each carved out of diamond, and then filled with sulphuric acid on the inner walls of the walls. Only this kind of harsh structure can eradicate the escape of the five-rank masters, even if they are sealed by the Soul Breaking Nail to seal the Strange Sutra, it is difficult to seal the murderous and warlike temper.

Seventy percent of the people are here for one reason: they are members of the "Troubled Times".

Ancient name.

Names that have been destroyed and cannot be spoken.

As soon as I thought of those three words, the hearts of some old people would begin to burn! That was the name of hell, and its owner brought the most terrifying era in the world, but that was ten years ago, and even when the public had not yet reached the top of the general, Zhu Taiwei was not called Zhu Taiwei, but Zhu Xiaobing.

Emperor Wu swept away the troubled world, and blood spattered on fourteen continents. It rose so fast that it was like the craziest wildfire in the world, and it was extinguished as quickly as a wildfire.

It is said that there are still embers of flames in some places.

Now.

People only remember how mediocre the emperor was, but not the heroic boy who swept away the "Troubled Times".

The two of them came to the huge Yama Gate, and before they had reached seven feet, the cold air had already invaded the bone marrow.

A deep external force burst out from the two of them, dissolving the cold one by one, but the ice water had soaked their clothes.

- "It's like the outer ice, I feel like my body is going to fall apart." ”

"You're really falling apart. ”

He looked down, and suddenly a lot of blood burst out of his body, and the blood flowed out of his pores, fine and dense. This is the power of the Outer Heavens Ice, and even his bones have begun to be oppressed.

- "I'm afraid that if we can't last half a pillar of incense, we will die from the grinding of Xuan Bing." ”

The fighter straightened his right arm and said, "But someone has been locked up for twelve years." ”

- "Hehe, the monster who has been locked up here for ten years, I'm afraid there are no bones left. And this Hell Stone, is it really the hardest stone to date?"

The fighter punched him, and the gate of Hell Stone was shattered.

The cold air hit their faces, and they had sealed all the acupoints to prevent the breath of Xuan Bing from entering the meridians and turning all cultivation into vain. It is rumored that the Heavenly Ice was first obtained by Cao Cao in the Three Kingdoms, and then the Heavenly Ice was given to Sun Quan. Guan Yu was indeed arrogant, but in fact, he was killed by the Xuanbing outside the sky, and when he was captured, he was already bleeding and half dead.

The ice outside the sky was huge, like an incomparably intimidating hill, and that person was sealed in it.

He's human.

He could almost only be seen as a human being, he was wrapped in a thick layer of ice, and only black shadows could be seen from the outside.

Frozen for ten years, his skin and flesh are still there, his robe is tattered, but the word "troubled times" can be seen in blue and white.

For twelve years, he did not enter a drop of water, and suffered the erosion of Xuanbing day and night.

- "Hello. ”

In the ice, there is a sound.

The fighter said: "Hello, we are from the "organization", and now we have rescued the hero, hoping to create a big riot in the imperial city. ”

The crack had already appeared, and he poured all the remaining power into the ice crevice, and the ice crack didn't even have time to devour his power, and it was on the verge of crumbling. Seeing this, the two of them also unlocked all the strange acupoints and bombarded this Xuan Bing.

When the ice breaks, people crawl out. They couldn't help but be taken aback, because it was the emperor's face, exactly the same face as the emperor of the current dynasty.

And this person is not Liu Qiming.

At the time of their birth, the sun had set and the crescent moon had already appeared.

Some people know that the leader of the "Troubled Times" is a generation of demon lord Li Wangbei, but they don't know that he is the twin brother of the emperor Li Wangtian.

Since ancient times, the strongest person has been called the "king of men".

There is only the king of people, and the power of the king of people has been eroded by Xuan Ice for ten years, ten three hundred and sixty-five days, but he still has the strength to break through the confinement.

"Riots? What we want is a troubled world washed with blood. Li Wangbei seemed to be looking for something.

"Is that it?" the fighter pulled out a mask.

The black mask, the exact same mask as the Shadow Department, looks so simple, but it has an irresistible magic.

Li Wangbei has put on his mask.

He was born with a mask, and he had to pass through it every time he breathed, and he relied on it too much.

The boxer looked strange, and he was suddenly startled, it turned out that Li Wang's cup had been pierced all over his body by the Soul Breaking Nail, and the three hundred and sixty-five acupoints of the human body were all blocked by the purple-black Soul Breaking Nail.

The companion who came with the boxer said, "Why don't you take out this master's terrifying soul breaking nail?"

Li Wangbei said: "Leave a souvenir." ”

The two were shocked.

This is the strength of the king of people, and there are only four words to describe him:

Have no bottom.

Lower three floors.

Their eyes were like resurrections, like clouds and the sun, and when Li Wangbei walked out, everyone was already staring at him.

A thousand strange people who have reached the fifth rank are enough to control the terrifying power of the world.

They are only interested in one person.

Their faces twitched with excitement, and the strange holes sealed by the Soul Breaker Nail were also surging, and each time they became excited, the pain they suffered became more intense!

Because of this person.

The myth of the Central Plains "Li Forget Cup", only ten years old, killed one hundred masters of the fourth grade, twenty of the third grade, and three from the second grade.

He killed almost all the masters of the same era, causing a shortage of combat power today, and the country fell into the jaws of foreign enemies.

No one understands such an inside story, and those dawn people who live at the grassroots level will naturally blame everything on the emperor's head, they are so humble that they don't know the means needed for a person to achieve great things.

The number of masters in each country directly determines the rise and fall of a country in the world.

The Emperor was supposed to execute the Troubled Society completely.

But he didn't.

They are the only remaining foundation of the Central Plains, and they are the only ones who can help the imperial court gain a foothold in the world.

Li Wangbei raised his arms and said, "Everyone." ”

The eyes of the crowd shone with the light of a beast, like a flock of moths attracted by the brilliance.

"I'm extraordinary, we have learned a martial art, should we gradually decay in this prosperous world?" That kind of loneliness was more painful than his ten years of torment.

"On the day I was imprisoned, I felt how miserable it was, those who were born in sorrow and died in peace, only in troubled times is our survival...... The only purpose!"

The crowd boiled.

Even if his tone was so cold and impersonal, it made the blood of the most decadent prisoner boil.

Li Wangbei turned his head and said, "You must have something to ask me." ”

The fighter said: "And the whereabouts of the 'One Knife Technique'." ”

Li Wangbei smiled: "I don't know, but what does it matter." ”

The two looked at each other.

Li Wangbei said: "I wrote the "One Knife Formula". ”

Less than a pillar of incense.

A firework suddenly rose from the direction of the Infernal Hell.

Brilliant fireworks, blood-red color.

"It's beautiful, let's get moving. Xinyi was still talking, but there was no one around.

The swordsman had flown away.