The rotten old man said a lot and explained a lot, but the most important thing was that there was still no reliable plan. How to escape from the Colosseum is not as simple as talking about it.

Although Zhaoming guessed that the power of the Heavenly Tribulation might be able to help him open the ban here and communicate with the outside world, opening the ban was only the beginning, and how to escape was the key.

He is only in the realm of Xuan Immortals, and there are countless witch clans in the Colosseum who surpass him, even Taiyi Golden Immortals. Even if he can use the Heavenly Tribulation to open the ban, he is afraid that he will not be able to escape far before he will be caught.

And the time is also indescribably urgent, the battle agreed with the high priest of the Wu clan is only three months, and at the same time, the time for his own promotion breakthrough is also quite critical. Once the Heavenly Tribulation is really useful, it will be his first chance and his last chance.

Meng Huai is not an ordinary person, once he discovers that his Heavenly Tribulation can break the ban, he will never give himself a second chance. Not to mention being killed directly by him, it is not impossible to be escorted to Wudao to be guarded.

The corrupt old man said that the Wu clan has two places that the demon clan does not dare to enter, one is the demon garden. The other is the Colosseum. In fact, he was wrong, there should be three places, and there is also a witch island. That is the foundation of the Wu clan, and under the premise that the high priest of the Wu clan is there, if you want to enter that place, I am afraid that even the immortal king will not be able to do it.

The rotten old man has extraordinary knowledge, maybe he can find a way, Zhaoming immediately expressed the worry in his heart.

"You're not unreasonable!" the corrupt old man blinked before continuing, "But I can promise you that once you really break the ban, as long as the other party is not absolutely domineering, I will do my best to help you leave." ”

Zhao Ming looked at the corrupt old man, hesitated, and still asked, "Senior." Who the hell are you, can't you tell me?"

The corrupt old man smiled a little desolately: "Useless person, what's the use of knowing my name?" Time is running out, let's hurry up and cultivate, I also look forward to your success." ”

After a pause, he said as if to himself, "If you can succeed." It can arouse the fire in the hearts of everyone here, and the best way to eliminate despair is to let people see hope!"

After saying this, he closed his eyes again and said no more.

Although he was extremely curious about the identity of the corrupt old man, he also knew that he couldn't force it, lying on the ground, thinking about all kinds of things.

"Senpai!"

Suddenly, there was a timid shout in my ears, and I saw that it was the three sheep demons in the tribulation period. At the moment, they are all looking in this direction with an eager face. There was indescribable excitement on his face.

Is it calling himself? Zhaoming had some doubts in his heart, for so many years, he had never been the only one who had ever called someone else's senior, and he had never heard someone else call himself a senior, and it was difficult to be sure for a while.

"Senior, do you hear that?" said a sheep demon again.

This time, he was finally sure that he was calling himself, and Zhaoming opened his mouth and asked, "Are you calling me?"

"Yes, senior!" the expressions of several sheep demons became even more excited. One of them hurriedly said loudly: "Thank you seniors for saving your life." ”

The rules of the Colosseum, or live one. Either they all die, as long as Zhaoming doesn't back down, the three of them are simply vulnerable. Being able to survive now can also be said to be a saving grace for Zhaoming.

Zhaoming shook his head: "You don't need to thank me, I didn't save you, but myself!"

Sighing again: "You have already seen the situation in the Colosseum. Sometimes it's not necessarily better to be alive than dead. ”

It's not that he's discouraged, it's true. Under this brutal pressure, the vast majority of the people in the underground prison have been completely destroyed. The will is depressed, and there is no longer half of the anger, and many times Zhaoming feels that these people are not as strong as the dead. It's a hundred to be dead. It's better than being a witch's plaything.

Even though he repeatedly said that he wanted to escape from prison, he also knew how difficult it was. Many times there is even a feeling of being strong, but if it is not intentional, I really dare not let myself relax, lest I follow in the footsteps of others.

And saving these sheep demons by himself is not for them, but for himself. Killing those depressed fellow clansmen, Zhaoming no longer has a psychological burden, and even feels that he is liberating them.

But these three sheep demons are different, they have not fallen to that point, they are still full of vitality, and they are not very hostile to themselves. Once you really kill them under such circumstances, you will only make your mind dusty and greatly affected.

Among the heavenly tribulations, there is a kind of heart demon tribulation, which usually occurs in the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm. Anyone whose heart is covered with dust, no matter how strong his strength is, will be difficult to resist this kind of heavenly calamity. The lightest one went mad, and the worst one died on the spot.

Listening to what Zhaoming said, a sheep demon said very seriously: "I know the meaning of the predecessors of the Dao, but there is hope if we are alive, isn't it? As long as we live, we can escape from here, right?"

Before Zhaoming could speak, he heard a sneer from around him, with a hint of sarcasm. These people were originally depressed, but because of Emperor Wa's affairs, they became excited, and at this time, they no longer looked like the walking dead as before.

I just heard what the sheep demon said, and I couldn't help but feel funny.

"100 Years...... It's been more than a thousand years!" A Taiyi Golden Immortal Demon Clan said a little desolately: "I don't know how many years I have been locked up here, I have never seen anything in, not out, and a few of you little demons in the tribulation period also want to escape, so doesn't it seem that we are too incompetent?"

"Hmph!" An immortal clan of the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm snorted coldly: "It has been a thousand years since the establishment of the Colosseum, and this prison is like iron, and the captives are like water. I saw the flow of water, but I didn't see the iron pin. I don't have any ideas anymore. ”

"Yes, even Emperor Wa has been suppressed by the high priest of the Wu clan, who else in this world can save us!"

"We are remnants, people who have been abandoned by our kindred, by this world!"

Once upon a time, high-spirited, once upon a time, ambitious. But now, even escaping for his life feels like a luxury, and his biggest hope is just thinking that he will not have to go out of the cage for the rest of his life. Not having to go out means that you don't have to face those life-and-death battles, and you can save your life.

used to guide the country, but now he just wants to make a living.

The sound of whining and wailing came and went, making the atmosphere of the entire underground prison even heavier. Several sheep demons have never seen such a scene, how can they be indifferent, for a while, they all trembled and trembled.

"Ha Lu Ha, Ha Lu Ha!" Zhao Ming suddenly laughed: "You are all just scared yourself, how can you blame anything else?"

"Junior, Hugh said this! How much have you experienced the horrors of the Colosseum. Once upon a time, we refused to admit defeat like you, intending to fight to the end, but it was never the Wu clan who suffered the most defeat in the end. ”

Some monks retorted, but they were not angry. After being locked up in the Colosseum for so many years, the anger in their hearts has long been dissipated, even if they are ridiculed like Zhaoming, they don't think it's a big deal.

Zhaoming shook his head: "I really don't know how many methods the Colosseum has, but in the past year or so, I have escaped more than 20 times, and each time I was sent to the torture chamber without exception. Wu Yuan has used no less than 400 kinds of punishment on me. ”

"More than four hundred!" someone muttered, as if with some suspicion.

Wu Yong has been focusing on punishment for thousands of years, and in terms of cultivation, he is just an extremely ordinary Da Luo Jin Immortal, which is not worth mentioning in this world. But when it comes to punishment methods, he can already start a sect, even if Daozu Hongjun comes, I am afraid that he will bow down.

More than 400 kinds of methods may be just a drop in the bucket for him, but for these people who have tasted his methods, they are all chilling.

I don't know how many people in Ludao have tasted it once, and they have no idea of running away. In the entire underground prison, there are only a handful of people who can endure his 200 punishments and still have a firm mind, and there are very few who can survive 300 times and still maintain their state of mind. And he is the only one who has survived the 400 punishment like Zhaoming and still insists on escaping.

Although he was suspicious in his heart, he thought that in the past year or so, Zhaoming had been seriously injured and sent in no less than twenty times, and almost every time he could see that there was a means of Wu Yuan. According to the rules of the Colosseum, the types of punishment increased with each escape. In this way, Zhaoming said that he had tried more than 400 methods, but he did not say anything.

"I don't know what has become of your heart now, but my heart will never change. As long as I know that I don't die, I'll do everything I can to get out of here. ”

"My demon clan has produced a demon emperor, and there is no one in the sky and on the ground who is invincible. My demon clan has produced three major royal families, sitting on one side, and any clan can confront all the races in the world. ”

"Once upon a time, people of which clan were not cautious when they saw the children of my demon clan. And now, a Colosseum has exhausted all your minds, don't you think it's a shame?"

Questioned repeatedly, but no one responded.

After a while, the immortal captive smiled: "It's just talking, you can do it again." There's no denying that your demon clan was once brilliant, but so what. Pangu can die, who can say that he will be immortal and glorious forever. ”

The person who spoke was in the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal, and his strength was extraordinary, and he thought that he had experienced the most glorious era of the demon clan, so he knew that.

"The world says that my demon emperor is made up, he is not a fledgling or a person who covers his ears and steals the bell, and no one will deny it if he has really experienced that era or knows the truth of the Dao. The light of the strong will not be overshadowed by some flies and dogs. ”

The captive's words did not discourage Zhaoming, but reminded him of what the corrupt old man had said before, and his blood boiled even more.

My demon clan has produced strong people that other races still can't forget, and even sighs to themselves, what are these difficulties at the moment.

For a while, he was in high spirits and laughed loudly.

"I swear that as long as I don't die, I will one day escape from this place. ”

There was no haze in the laughter, which surprised the captives, and even the rotten old man opened his eyes. (To be continued......)