The gaze that was originally a little puzzled instantly sharpened at this moment.

These gazes are like stingers with handles, although they are not hard, but if they are stabbed, they will definitely die violently.

Gaze is the easiest way to see a person's heart.

Shi Hao believed that if he was telling a lie, these people would rush up and attack him even if they were desperate.

For these people, freedom is something they dream of.

You can put their heads under their feet and humiliate them, but you can't joke with them about freedom.

Suddenly, everyone in the dungeon got up as fast as they could, staring at Shi Hao like a hideous beast.

If you change to someone else, under this kind of gaze, even if you don't collapse, you will feel a little uncomfortable.

Shi Hao didn't react at all, walked around the passage, and opened the doors of all the cells.

Then, Shi Hao walked out without looking back.

Just as he walked to the door where the dungeon was connected to the outside world, Shi Hao paused and said, "There is only one chance." ”

The dazzling sunlight spilled into the dungeon, reflecting Shi Hao's figure incomparably majestic, but people could only see the outline of the back, and could not see the specific appearance clearly.

After finishing speaking, Shi Hao's figure flashed and disappeared from the field of vision of everyone in the dungeon.

The man in the dungeon took a deep breath, his body trembled, and tried to step out of the cell door.

"Huhuhuhuhu......"

Everyone's breathing became rapid at this moment, and the bloodshot in their eyes was particularly obvious.

The first man walked out of the cell, through the dimly lit passages of the dungeon, towards the entrance of the passage where the sunlight was streaming in.

The others breathed heavily, following closely behind the man.

Everyone stared intently at the first person, not daring to be distracted at all, as if they were performing a great ceremony.

The first person walked to the entrance of the passage, and the sunlight shone in, which instantly made his eyes sting, and he couldn't help but shed tears after living in the dark for a long time.

He took a deep breath and tried to step out of the dungeon.

One step, one step at a time.

There was a wind blowing, carrying the unpleasant smell of the sea, mixed with a bit of blood, which made people smell sick.

But the man was breathing wildly, for there was no air more unpleasant than the smell of the dungeon.

The first man walked out, the second followed, the third man ran out quickly, and countless people poured out of the cell in a frenzy.

This dungeon is extremely dim, and the people who survive in the zài on weekdays have long lost hope of survival and rarely make a sound.

Now if you look closely, there are two or three hundred people imprisoned here.

"We're really out!" someone whispered, his voice full of viciousness.

"Revenge!"

I don't know who gritted his teeth, spat out a mouthful of blood, and said these two words.

"Revenge!"

The others clenched their teeth and drank in low voices, cold resentment running across their eyes.

Imprisoned in a dungeon, with snakes and rats as companions all day long, this kind of life is better than death.

This qiē was brought to him by those hateful guys on the island, and only by killing them can he get rid of the hatred in his heart.

As for what if you can't beat them?

So many people rushed up, even if they broke their teeth, as long as they could bite off a piece of flesh from those people, it was worth it.

As for escaping, many people have not thought about it, but as long as the strong people on the island are still alive, it is impossible for them to escape along the way, so it is better to risk their lives to kill them.

"Kill!"

The first killing sound sounded, and although it was hideous, it was slightly muffled.

"Kill!"

The second killing sound sounded, and hundreds of people shouted at the same time, and the sound shook the sky.

"Kill!"

When the third killing sound sounded, everyone in the dungeon roared at the same time, and the monstrous resentment emanated from their bodies, which actually made the clouds above their heads change color.

More than 300 people rushed out regardless of a single qiē, and they heard the sound of battle not far away, so they locked their sights on that position.

Bafang Village and the strong man on the island are inseparably killing at this time, and the blood has dyed the ground of the island red.

At this moment, a deafening shout of killing sounded, and a resentment that was about to turn into substance surged in, which actually made a chill rise in the hearts of the strong people present.

This resentment is too strong, and a person who can harbor such a terrible resentment in his heart is definitely a madman.

No one wants to come into contact with a madman, because the slightest mistake could tear off a piece of meat.

"Bastards, give me my life. A man who had been held in the dungeon for many years rushed forward.

Although there are two groups of powerhouses in front of him, Xiaodao and Bafangzhai, he doesn't know anyone, and he doesn't need to know anyone, the only thing he wants to do now is just tear everyone who appears in front of him apart.

"Damn the dogs, why did they all run out!" the strong man on the island frowned, and of course they wouldn't take these slaves in their eyes if they changed their weekdays.

But now that it's from out of town, these damn things are running out to make trouble again, which is really a headache.

"Give me death. One of the strong men on the island shouted angrily, swung his blade, and lightly cut off one of the man's arms.

But what the strong man didn't expect was that the man didn't flinch, but grabbed his broken arm with his other hand as a weapon and smashed it fiercely.

The blade moved again, and the severed arm was instantly torn apart, but blood splashed on the body of the strong man on the island.

"Hahahaha......"

The man with the broken arm looked up to the sky and laughed, and being able to splash his own blood on the body of the strong man on the island was a great satisfaction for him.

Then, he rushed forward again regardless of the qiē, and before he could get close, he was instantly torn to pieces by the cold light.

One man was killed, but more than 300 remained.

The first man who died did not cultivate, so it was naturally easy to solve, but among the remaining people, there were many cultivators who accidentally broke into the island and were imprisoned.

Now they are full of resentment, and the combat power they have exerted has even surpassed the peak period of the past.

"The dog offal gave Lao Tzu a blood debt and blood payment. A imprisoned Golden Body Realm powerhouse rushed forward, his eyes full of madness.

The island powerhouses present all reached the Xuanhai Realm in strength, and they didn't pay much attention to a mere Golden Body Realm cultivator.

There are also smart people who suddenly wake up, the guy who didn't cultivate just now can be so crazy, what kind of crazy thing will this Golden Body Realm monk do?

Although there was no answer in his mind, he had quietly retreated.

Only a group of strong men with disdain on their faces remained, watching the Golden Body Realm monk rush over with his teeth and claws.

"Let's go with the funeral!"

The golden-body realm monk raised his head to the sky and roared, two lines of cloudy tears flowing from his eyes.

Immediately afterward, his body grew larger and larger as if it had been inflated.

Suddenly, the faces of those Xuanhai powerhouses who didn't think of it changed in unison.