Chapter 415: A Word No. 1 (Ask for Subscription)

In the middle of the square.

Qi Yun withdrew his divine sense, took a deep breath, and it took a while for the concussive feeling in his mind to gradually subside.

He was secretly awe-inspiring, and he didn't dare to continue to probe out his divine sense.

Anyway, he had already gotten the general structure of the six great heavenly prisons from Bai Yunfan.

Next, he only needs to find out the traces of his eldest brother, and when the time comes, he will steal his eldest brother into the holy land space, and he will take the opportunity to slip away and leave the place of right and wrong.

While his mind was moving, a figure flickered in the distance, and a powerful aura came.

Suddenly, a group of unfathomable figures leaped forward and landed in front of them.

Around Qi Yun, the faces of many criminals all changed, and they keenly felt the horror of these characters in front of them.

Their eyes changed, and they could instantly guess what they were.

The leader, in particular, was missing an eye and an ear.

This is... Great Elder of the Heavenly Prison!

And all the hearts of the people were troubled.

After the Great Elder appeared, his terrifying gaze suddenly swept over everyone, and the single eye seemed to contain unpredictable power, like a terrifying mirror, sweeping over everyone's body one by one.

All those who were passed by by his one eye couldn't help but be cold from head to toe, and their bodies were swishing with ice, as if they were suddenly transparent.

Including Qi Yun, he suddenly had this strange illusion, and he couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

This one-eyed old man has unfathomable strength.

He, like many criminals, was genuinely afraid.

The Great Elder's eyes swept slowly, and soon his brows furrowed slightly, and after a while, he suddenly made a move, his hands were stamped on his chest, and a bright blood ball appeared in front of him.

Piercing red light shot out from the blood ball, rushing towards everyone.

Puff puff!

Soon, Qi Yun and the others once again had two more seals on their bodies, which were stronger and more terrifying than the previous seals.

The faces of the people around him all changed, and their hearts were worried.

The seal has been strengthened?

In that case, will their hidden threads still help them break the seal?

Qi Yun's eyes also flashed, and he tried to mobilize his energy and true yuan again.

Soon, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The energy and true element were still unaffected, but the movement of blood and qi became obscure, as if it had been blocked by an iron gate.

But it's nothing, the blood qi is sealed, at most, it will affect his physical strength.

The Great Elder's hands were released, and the brilliant blood ball on his chest disappeared again.

With deep eyes, he stared at the ten criminals in front of him, and asked in a low voice, "Where did they all come from?"

"Back to the Great Elder, it's from the Palace of Destruction!"

The black-clad messenger spoke.

"The Palace of Destruction?"

The Great Elder's eyes narrowed, he sneered, and said, "They will also escort criminals?"

The other elders around him also had slightly cold eyes, revealing vigilance, and glanced at Qi Yun and the others.

The people of the Palace of Destruction have always advocated the destruction of everything, and the birth of new life in destruction, and they rarely escort criminals or anything.

Any enemy that falls into their hands is basically only destroyed.

"Separate them and take them to the first floor!"

The Great Elder's tone was low.

"Yes, Grand Elder!"

The black-clad messenger said.

He waved the long whip in his hand, fell down towards the crowd again, let out a piercing roar, and said, "Hurry up, all go forward!"

The crowd changed color and hurriedly dodged.

The white-clothed messenger also endured the pain and followed again.

At the front of the square, a huge circular building appeared, mysterious and vast, covering countless miles, all of which were made of pitch-black boulders, filled with invisible oppression.

A group of criminals were driven into the building by the Black and White Emissary.

On the first floor of the building, a group of prison guards soon greeted him, and the leader was a middle-aged man with a burly body and a mole on his chin, with a pale face and mouse whiskers.

"The elder has an order, all of them are locked up on the first floor, and they are divided and detained!"

The black-clad messenger spoke.

"Well said, well said!"

The rat-whipped man laughed.

"By the way, there are a few thorns in this, and you still need to take care of one or two!"

The black-robed envoy swept away Qi Yun and the red-haired young man with bad intentions, and let out an intriguing laugh.

Along the way, except for Qi Yun and the red-haired youth, who had not been whipped by them, everyone else had been whipped by them more or less.

Especially Qi Yun, who had actually dodged his whip several times before.

He still holds a grudge against Qi Yun.

When the rat-bearded man saw the gaze of the black-clothed envoy, he suddenly realized in his heart, let out a burst of strange laughter, and looked at Qi Yun and the others a few more times.

"Don't worry, when I get here, whether it's a dragon or a tiger, I have to take care of it. ”

He squeezed out a weird smile.

The two black-robed envoys also laughed.

"Take it down!"

The rat-whiskered man waved his hand.

Suddenly, a group of guards came behind him, escorting Qi Yun and the others, and walked inside.

The rat-bearded man lightly arched his hand to the black and white envoy, and said with a smile: "Two, don't accompany you!"

The black and white envoys also bowed their hands again and again, and said with a smile: "Don't dare, don't dare!"

The rat-whiskered man followed him into the long corridor.

The black and white envoys laughed, glanced at each other, and left the place.

Soon, the white-clad messenger covered his shoulders again and snorted miserably.

...

The long corridor is extremely spacious, with green flames burning on both sides, and bursts of terrible screams continue to come from within this corridor, as if connected to the Infernal Hell, and the sound makes the scalp tingle.

The man with the rat beard smiled strangely, followed by Qi Yun and the others.

Along the way, on both sides of the passage, closed cells appeared.

Qi Yun's gaze swept over one by one.

Through the window of the cell, you can clearly see the figures inside, skinny, shawl, hungry skin and bones, with heavy chains and shackles, and they have long lost any grace.

Almost all of the criminals looked excessively thin and tortured, and many of them swept their eyes towards them, their throats gurgling, as if they had seen some walking food, and their eyes were blazing.

The other criminals around Qi Yun were all secretly frightened.

"Squeak!"

Soon, a cell was opened.

The two Heavenly Prison guards sneered, glanced at a criminal beside Qi Yun, and said with a sneer: "You, go in!"

The man's code name was No. 7, and when he heard this, his face suddenly changed slightly.

Glancing at the cell inside, he showed a hint of jealousy.

It was dark inside, and bursts of bloody and stinking breath continued to emanate from inside, and you could vaguely see four or five corpse-like things lying on the ground, bloody and miserable.

Next to the corpses, squatting several black figures, all of them with shawls and dark green eyes, seemed to be gnawing and looking back at the outside.

Being looked at by those criminals, Seven's heart was even more jealous.

"Hurry up, fuck, waste my time!"

One of the prison guards scolded angrily and flung it with a whip.

Syllable!

The voice was harsh, even the flesh of the belt, and a piece of blood was raised.

No. 7 screamed directly when he was beaten, and his body was uncontrollable and he went in.

"Cheap bones!"

The prison guard snorted violently, grabbed the large iron door and slammed it shut again, making a muffled thud.

The other criminals were in shock.

Now, they all regret coming here.

These six great prisons are simply not human!

If you don't get it right, you're going to die here.

"Keep going, hurry!"

The rat-bearded man behind him said gloomily.

"Let's go, let's go!"

Many of the prison guards waved their whips and threw them at the crowd.

The faces of the people changed, and they dodged and walked forward.

In this way, at intervals, these days the guards would open a cell door and fill a criminal inside.

Inside all the cells, there was little difference.

It was pitch black, filled with blood and stench, and even some of the prison doors were open, and maggots were crawling, which was extremely disgusting.

Soon, Qi Yun and his party were all held in solitary confinement.

In the end, only Qi Yun and the red-haired short young man remained.

The rat-bearded man behind him looked at Qi Yun and the red-haired young man with gloomy eyes, let out a weird laugh, and said, "There are two left, locked up in Jiazi No. 1 and Jiazi No. 3!"

The other prison guards laughed sinisterly and escorted Qi Yun and the red-haired youth forward.

Soon, another cell door was opened, and the red-haired youth was pushed directly in.

Qi Yun's divine sense swept inward.

Immediately, I found that the environment inside this No. 3 seemed to be even worse, and the criminals imprisoned in it were all burly and muscular, and they looked obviously stronger than the other cells.

After the red-haired young man was pushed in, all the criminals inside showed a cruel smile, as if a strong man had seen a little girl, and one by one he stood up, and his eyes shone with a blazing light.

Bang!

Soon, the cell door closed again.

Qi Yun withdrew his divine sense and frowned secretly.

I'm afraid some of this red-haired young man has suffered.

If you can't get it, you're going to be picked up with soap.

Continuing forward, soon, I came to the number one.

The environment of No. 1 is obviously different from the other cells, it is gloomy, the temperature is extremely low, and the moment the cell door opens, it is like opening an ice vault.

Inside, all the strong men, with thick iron chains and leg cuffs, their eyes were blazing, and they all swept outside.

The man with the mouse beard laughed strangely and said, "Da Lao Hei, I will send you a new person again, and take good care of Lao Tzu!"

Crash!

In the group of strong men inside, an unusually thick figure suddenly stood up, dark and bulging muscles, even darker and taller than the Demon Lord.

This person's size is almost the same as Qi Yun's, both are two meters and one two, his muscles are extremely terrifying, and his two eyes have a hint of fierce light, sweeping Qi Yun's body.

Soon. The old black grinned, stuck out his tongue, and licked his lips.

Qi Yun frowned and looked at the big black man.