Yunzhou, dungeon.

"Bang!"

In the dimly lit dungeon, Mr. Qingxia was locked in the deepest part.

Of course, he was not treated like an ordinary prisoner.

The whole prison was clean, and there were carefully prepared drinks and food on it.

But the cells around him emitted a faint stench.

There was even a depleted corpse in a cell next to him.

In the dry dungeon, for such a deceased, he didn't even bother to take care of the corpse. It can be seen how decadent the Yunzhou government has been before.

"Old man!"

"Throw me what's on your desk!"

At this moment, in the prison on the other side of Mr. Qingxia, a burly old man with silver hair was banging against the wood of the prison and reaching out to ask for food on Mr. Qingxia's table.

It's just this kind of person, Mr. Qingxia has no intention of caring at all.

In this dungeon, there are not ordinary people.

They are all vicious monks.

And Mr. Qingxia has a good self-cultivation, for this kind of scum, he will not be angry and care at all.

"Hehe, it seems that our new neighbor is quite arrogant!"

Opposite Mr. Qingxia, a thin man was naked, fiddling with his style in front of Mr. Qingxia, and said provocatively: "Do you want to eat grandpa's?"

"Hahahaha!"

In the surrounding cells, the monks who were still alive let out a burst of laughter.

Yunzhou is a place where commerce itself is relatively developed, and there are many conflicts and bandits.

When Su Ziyin was in charge, a large number of people were arrested, all of them were imprisoned in the dungeon, and they were waiting to die one by one.

But after Su Ziyin disappeared, the family not only did not continue to kill these bandits, but even took the more discerning bandits out to become domestic slaves.

The ones who are still in the dungeon are those who are unruly and undisciplined!

And seeing that Mr. Qingxia didn't care about himself, he was still slowly tasting rice wine.

The monk on the other side was on fire.

"Are you deaf!"

"Phew!"

A mouthful of saliva was like a sword, and it fell directly into the wine glass in Mr. Qingxia's hand with a "bang".

"Ou Roar!"

When the thin monk saw this, he immediately jumped in a circle!

"Drink!"

"Drink!"

"Drink!"

He laughed maniacally, and the monks around him roared and heckled.

A bunch of maniacs.

Mr. Qingxia slowly put down the wine glass, glanced at the thin man lightly, and said, "Noise." ”

As he spoke, Mr. Qingxia's eyes flashed with two seeping green rays.

In the dark and deep dungeon, there was a sudden sound of Si Suo.

"Huh?"

The prisoners who were still in the dungeon instantly noticed the abnormality.

How can there be an ordinary person who can survive in this kind of dungeon until now?

"Squeak!"

Suddenly!

Not far from the edge of the crowd, there was a sudden shout.

"Mouse!"

A prisoner opened his mouth in surprise, directly grabbed the mouse, and then gently pinched it-

Poof!

The powerful force instantly squeezed out the mouse's internal organs from both ends of the body, and then the prisoner directly peeled the mouse with a fingernail, drenched in blood, and swallowed the whole piece of fresh meat directly into his mouth.

This disgusting scene made the other prisoners look envious.

Monks are human beings, and human beings have appetites.

The food that is brought to the dungeon every day is simple noodles and water, and nothing else.

If it was an ordinary person, he would have died in it a long time ago.

Rats, on the other hand, are not uncommon creatures in the dungeon. But these rats are also shrewd, they eat dead bodies, but they are very wary of prisoners.

Their instincts as creatures tell them that humans in cages are more terrifying than cats.

After all, rats are a rare meat for the people here.

These people were all dried up by the tortured spiritual power, and they only had a chance to catch the rats when they entered their cells.

And Mr. Qingxia saw that there was only one monk in the entire prison, whose eyes were calm and unfazed.

That person was the silver-haired old man next door to him.

He didn't have any desire for those rats.

"Mouse!"

"That's a lot of mice!"

At this moment, the monk in the dungeon cried out in surprise.

But soon, the shouts turned into screams!

"Ahh

"This rat has spiritual powers!"

"Not good!"

"Don't touch it!"

......

In the dungeon at the front, a monk grabbed four or five rats, but in an instant his hands were gnawed with blood!

Even, at his wrists, bones are exposed!

And as the screams rang out, a large number of rats popped up all over the dungeon.

Rats multiply quickly, and the corpses of the dead in the dungeons, the flesh and blood of the cultivators, are very attractive to them.

Beneath the dungeon, they have their own breeding world.

At this moment, everything is exposed.

The rats didn't seem to have any interest in the others, and went straight to the thin and naked monk's cell.

"Get out!"

"Gan Ma, this rat's teeth are attached to the aura!"

Almost instantly, the thin monk was wrapped in a large mouse!

But although he has no aura, his cultivation is not weak.

Under his attack, although he was bitten by rats and bloody, he easily crushed the surrounding rats to death one by one!

Although these rats are inexplicably possessed, they are only teeth, and they are still rats themselves. Facing the thin man in the flesh of the Lingyuan Realm, it is difficult to be fatal.

And at this moment, Mr. Qingxia slowly raised the cup in his hand and swung it!

Bang bang bang!

In an instant, four drops of water shot out and landed directly on the joints of the thin man's limbs—

Puff puff puff!!

The next moment, everyone in the dungeon immediately froze, and looked at Mr. Qingxia with a frightened face!

The skinny man......

Limbs were shattered directly under four drops of water!

His two shoulders and lower body exploded directly!

Flesh and blood scattered, bones shattered!

The whole body and limbs are only connected by a few tendons!

What a power this is!

With just four drops of water, a Spirit Yuan Realm body was shattered!

Everyone knew that if Mr. Qingxia had been aiming at this thin man's head just now, he would have died!

But now, his fate is worse than death.

Countless rats climbed up his body in a frenzy, tearing at his flesh.

"Ahhh

"Seniors!

"Don't dare, I don't dare!"

"I chopped it myself for the front ...... Seniors atone!"

"I'll chop it up and eat it myself!"

"I ...... Woo!"

"Former ......"

"Hmm......"

......

Soon, the thin man was speechless.

Because his throat was torn, the rat went down his mouth and into his stomach.

The Lingyuan monk's body is tough, but his internal organs are weak.

By the time the rat got into his belly, his fate was almost decided.

Mr. Qingxia slowly put down the wine glass in his hand, and the empty wine glass stood in front of him.

But at this moment, everyone except the silver-haired old man looked frightened at him.

His eyes were emerald green, glittering with an eerie glow in the darkness.

All the monks realized that they had run out of aura, but the new old man did not.

And......

Looking at the strength of that water drop shattering spirit yuan, he is probably a heart lamp master!

A heart lamp with aura!

He's enough to kill anyone through the cage!

For a while, in the face of Mr. Qingxia, everyone was silent.

Only the silver-haired old man smacked his lips and said, "It's a pity that glass of wine." ”

And at this moment, a "squeak" sounded coming.

The door to the dungeon was opened.