Chapter 408: Once Imprisoned, There Will Be No Return!

"The third child!"

"How dare you do it!"

"It's the other way around!"

Of the remaining seven monks, six roared and pounced on Luo Chuan, leaving only the leopard-headed ring-eyed monk who was left hesitant for a moment and did not step forward.

Of the three major cultivation systems between heaven and earth, except for the Heavenly Gate, the vast majority of human cultivators only cultivated the secret realm of the Yellow Court and refined ten thousand qi. There are only a small number of human cultivators cultivating the spiritual platform, or they spend a lot of energy cultivating the physical body method, and the six people in front of Luo Chuan belong to this category.

Under the premise that they could not use the power of the Dao, they were able to reach the fourth order of infant transformation with the power of their physical bodies alone, turning into an afterimage, wrapped in a dense fist wind, and killing Luo Chuan from four angles.

The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded in the air, and a column of cyclones was like a hurricane, blowing in all directions, but it was the movement of the six monks when their bones rubbed and their muscles contracted.

Although they hated Luo Chuan very much, they were not fools, and they all saw that Luo Chuan was unusual, so they shot ruthlessly, went all out, and made all their killing moves.

Luo Chuan swallowed two breaths, one breath of clear air, one breath of turbid air, and the two qi were parallel in his body, making him very strangely suspended in mid-air.

The six who had already refined their Dao power, and their Dao cultivation had surpassed the masters of the Returning Realm, and they were rushing from six directions, front, back, left, right, and up, and down, almost completely blocking any route for Luo Chuan to attack or escape.

In an instant, the killing moves of the six masters hit.

Luo Chuan remained motionless, allowing the fists of the six True Dao Realm masters to hit his body.

Boom!

Six heavy punches that split mountains and rivers slashed through the afterimage, arriving at the same time. Hit Luo Chuan solidly!

Before the smiles of the six masters could unfold, severe pain hit their fists, and their faces were all shocked and incredulous

Their physical blows struck an impregnable wall of brass as if they were struck by an impregnable bronze wall, and instead of being unharmed, they shattered a row of their phalanges.

Easily resisted the blow of the six masters, Luo Chuan's figure flashed, and finally shot!

Knock knock!

The sound of a bell reverberated in the air, but it was the movement of Luo Chuan's bones grinding and his body stretching and contracting.

is also the power of the flesh, Luo Chuan's punch. But it's faster than the previous six masters combined!

The monk with a gloomy face was the first to be punched away by Luo Chuan. In mid-air, a large chunk of his skull was concave, and then the whole thing exploded, falling on the spot.

Luo Chuan succeeded in one move. I have a bottom in my heart. The shot became more and more ruthless.

Burst!

Midair. A ten-zhang long pillar of qi slashed through, as if a silver spear swept past at a speed beyond the realm of returning to the void, and not even an afterimage was left. But it was Luo Chuan who kicked out with one leg and swept a monk beside Xiangyou.

The monk was swept off by Luo Chuan's leg like a spear, his upper body was xiangxia, his lower body flew up, and his body was destroyed on the spot.

After four more moves, Luo Chuan knocked the remaining four masters out of the air, and hit the walls and pillars of the cell far away, breaking seven or eight bones all over his body, and falling to the ground and fainting!

The fight starts fast and ends quickly.

In just two moments, six masters of at least the True Dao Realm were killed and seriously injured, but they failed to pose a slight threat to Luo Chuan.

If it weren't for being in this prison cell that restricted Dao power, placed outside, not to mention the six great masters of the True Dao Realm, even if it was just a Returning Void Realm Ancestor in the Tiannan Domain, it would be enough to make Luo Chuan lose his armor and flee in embarrassment.

"Whew. ”

Luo Chuan exhaled a breath of turbidity and fell to the ground from mid-air, like a slight feather, not falling into the dust.

There was no sound in the cell, and there was not even a single figure within a radius of 900 steps around Luo Chuan.

In the thousand-step cell, hundreds of monks retreated to within a hundred steps of the outermost part, staring at Luo Chuan nervously, their flickering eyes revealing their nervous and restless state of mind at this time.

Luo Chuan didn't know that just as he shot to kill the first True Dao Cultivator, a killing intent that seemed to be born with it gushed out, covering him, cold, cold, and murderous, and the entire thousand-step prison cell was shrouded in the dead qi that emanated from his body.

After burying the bones of 10,000 corpses for two years, the death intent in the artistic conception of life and death was inadvertently refined and sublimated, surpassing Luo Chuan's artistic conception of life, and the dead qi was born from this, as if an undead demon who crawled out of the Yinchuan reincarnation path, killing intent, evil qi and death qi were integrated.

Hundreds of great masters who were at least at least the fourth order and refined their debut power stared at Luo Chuan in shock and fear, faintly aware of their previous mistakes in judgment.

"This person's physical cultivation is so strong! It is absolutely impossible for him to really be a small infant realm. ”

"yes. Thirty-three rounding eight tigers, in the one hundred and thirty-six houses on this level, the physical body cultivation is enough to enter the top thirty. There was no way to fight back in front of this man. ”

"Based on the physical strength he has shown so far, his true cultivation is probably already at the level of a mid-sized sect elder in the Tianchen Continent. He must have been seriously injured before he was beaten back to the cultivation of the Infant Transformation Realm. ”

"No way. If he really has such an identity, how can he be locked up on the first floor with us?"

"Anyway, his murderous aura is too heavy, so it's better to be careful. ”

The whispers of the masters in the prison room drifted into Luo Chuan's ears, and Luo Chuan carefully sifted through useful information.

Until now, Luo Chuan still doesn't know where he is.

According to a memory of Zuihou preserved by Tianmen's mind, after he was dug out of the pit by the obscene middle-aged monk, he should have been sold to some cannon fodder battalion, but this place is very different from the cannon fodder battalion in Luo Chuan's imagination.

One hundred and thirty-six houses on the first floor...... Thirty-third rounding ...... Where is this?

Luo Chuan raised his head and looked at the monk with a leopard's head and eyes in front of him.

The monk had been fidgeting, and when he saw Luo Chuan looking, his face was bloodless, he gritted his teeth, and still walked out of the crowd.

"The skills are not as good as others, and this way is served. If you want to kill or chop, listen to it. The monk arched his hand towards Luo Chuan and said stiffly.

"What is your name?" Luo Chuan asked.

"This Dao Wang Hu. The monk was stunned for a moment, and replied, "Before I was imprisoned, I was at the fourth order of the True Path. ”

"What kind of place is this, what have you done to be imprisoned here?" Luo Chuan asked.

Wang Hu looked at Luo Chuan and became more and more surprised, and then smiled bitterly: "The predecessors don't know that this place is a place dedicated to imprisoning prisoners of war. Presumably, the predecessors were also like us, and they participated in the fighting battles on the battlefield outside the Void Domain, but they belonged to the losing side. After the defeat, he became a prisoner and was sold here to serve as cannon fodder in the future. ”

Luo Chuan asked, and Wang Hu replied.

Gradually, Luo Chuan began to understand his current situation.

Contrary to what he had previously thought, this place did not belong to a certain party participating in the shili, but to a neutral shili, specially used to receive prisoners of war.

In every great battle, there will be winners and losers, and the monks of the losing side will also be immortal and captured.

But the resources that each party shili has are limited for a certain period of time, and they can't afford to raise so captured monks, and after killing the leader, ordinary captured monks will be gathered and sold here.

The monks who are sold here are also divided into many grades, with different prices and different treatments.

The weakest monk, who is only worth ten Saint Yuan Coins, will be regarded as cannon fodder and imprisoned in the first layer, which is often referred to as the cannon fodder camp by the outside world. The place where Luo Chuan is now is the cannon fodder camp. The role of the cannon fodder battalion is that whenever there is a fighting battle, all parties involved in the war will come to the cannon fodder camp to buy monks and throw them into the most treacherous battlefield to act as cannon fodder.

The more powerful monks will be locked up on the second to seventh floors, and every day there will be many shili monks who come in flying cranes or giant flying boats to select monks from the second to seventh floors. As long as you can pay the corresponding price, you can get any monk you want, buy it back as a slave and a servant, test the immortal position, or refine it to become a Taoist soldier, which is a very good choice.

The eighth layer is the place where some truly powerful monks live, and the environment and treatment are thousands of times superior to the first to seventh floors. This kind of monk is either a former Shili Venerable, or a domain giant who holds a certain secret, so he can survive.

As for the ninth layer, I heard that tens of thousands of years ago, there were many terrifying existences that were beyond imagination, and their strength was even stronger than that of a shili giant, and in the Nine Heavens Realm, they were also almost Xuanjun and Zuzun level figures.

But in recent years, I have heard that the characters in the ninth layer have fallen and died one after another.

"Then why did you ask me for a secret before, what are you doing?" Luo Chuan asked.

Wang Hu smiled bitterly and shook his head: "The seniors don't know. Entering the cannon fodder battalion is basically the end of a tragic death on the void battlefield, unless you can not be selected to sell it to Dashili as cannon fodder, which requires bribing the law enforcement monks of the cannon fodder battalion. Before we entered the camp, all the treasures were looted, and if we wanted to bribe the law enforcement monks, we had to sell the secrets we knew. ”

"That's right. Luo Chuan nodded: "Entering the Void Battlefield, there is really no one who can survive?"

"Not one. Wang Hu shook his head firmly: "The seniors don't know. We were thrown into the Void Battlefield, and we were also sealed with the Dao Law Liliang, and only the power of the flesh remained...... Not to mention surviving, it's simply impossible to move an inch. ”

"In this case, it must not be thrown into an extraterritorial battlefield. Luo Chuan thought in his heart and asked casually: "Then what is this place, and is there any name?"

"...... here" Wang Hu looked Luo Chuan up and down, and he didn't bother to hide the surprise in his eyes: "It seems that the predecessors must be unborn masters, otherwise how could they not even know here...... This is a great sorrow and bitter cold day. ”

Great sorrow and bitter cold days!

Luo Chuan's heart shook and he was stunned.

Not long ago in Zhou Jingzhong, the reincarnated white snake Su Yuchen that Luo Chuan encountered escaped from the Great Sorrow and Bitter Cold Heaven!

Luo Chuan never expected that after two years, he would also come to the Great Sorrow and Bitter Cold Day.

Jiulongjun's memory flashed through his mind, and Luo Chuan's face was slightly cold.

Great Compassion and Bitter Cold Heaven, the Heavenly Realm established by the sages! Once imprisoned, there is no escape! (To be continued......