Chapter 687: What I saw in prison, three floors underground

Moreover, the purpose of their trip was not to kill the guards of the Immortal Prison, but to rescue the twenty-one golden elixirs of the Purple Turban Army.

I don’t know how long the freezing effect of the “Ice Soul Cold Breath Formation” will last. I don’t know when the “Black Water Cave Secret Formation” will recover. The team cannot waste time.

"What the Taoist fellow from the ancient city said makes sense."

"It is important to rescue our comrades from the Purple Turban Army."

Holding the small brown-yellow cauldron in his hand, Guo Poyun looked solemn, thinking the same thing.

"Sorry, fellow Taoist from the ancient city, I was reckless."

Seeing that no one supported him, the teammate who tried to chase faced the undeniable gaze and admitted his mistake frankly, with a trace of embarrassment flashing across his face.

Showing strength far beyond that of his teammates and turning the tide of the battle on his own, Liu Yu's prestige was already established after just one battle.

The weak shout at the top of their lungs, but no one listens.

A strong man speaks softly, but can reach deep into people's hearts.

There is no need for high-sounding words or superb social skills. If you master the most powerful strength, you will naturally become the center of the crowd.

This world always revolves around the strong.

This is the world of cultivating immortals.

"nothing."

Liu Yu waved his hand casually and glanced around the secret room, looking at the secret passages leading to unknown directions.

When venturing into the Black Mountain Immortal Prison, every minute is crucial, and he has no time to be polite.

The usual set of rules will not work in a life-or-death mission.

"There are runes that limit spiritual consciousness, and I don't know where these secret passages lead."

“If you enter rashly, you may get lost in it and spend a lot of time.”

"So, it's better to walk along the original road. At least after the passage, it looks like a prison."

After a moment of silence, Liu Yu had thousands of thoughts colliding, and finally decided to give up on the secret passage and continue walking along the passage.

"Let's go."

He said calmly.

After saying that, the mana flew into the air and returned to the original passage.

Upon seeing this, Guo Poyun, Liao Yunxi and others immediately followed, and everyone still moved in the "three, four, three" formation.

…

On the dark thunder net, streaks of black thunder slowly swam.

The originally violent thunder and lightning was in a relatively stable state under the constraints of the formation.

A thunder net of more than ten feet was constructed, blocking the path of Liu Yu and others.

"Zi Zi"

Thunder roared, and wisps of golden-red spiritual light suddenly emerged from the gaps in the black thunder net.

As more and more golden-red spiritual light passed through, a fiery and sharp aura became stronger and stronger.

"boom!!!"

Finally, with a deafening roar, the black thunder net was torn into pieces.

One after another, black thunder was extinguished by wisps of golden and red spear light.

The moment the thunder net was shattered, the "barrier" that restricted everyone's spiritual exploration was also destroyed.

Everyone's consciousness spread instantly, and they clearly observed the scene behind the passage.

As far as the eye can see, there are cells that are exactly the same in size and appearance.

The huge underground space is divided into cells. Each cell is small in size and appears to be very narrow and crowded.

All cells are forged with first-level spiritual materials.

Even if the immortal cultivator's physical body undergoes a spiritual cleansing, it will be absolutely difficult to break out of the cell after his magic power is sealed and his magic weapon is lost.

The level of sturdiness is only first level. Although the level is indeed not high, the prisoners on the underground floor are all Qi Refining monks, so it is completely sufficient.

How can you kill a chicken with a bull's knife?

The mental and physical conditions of the monks in the cell were polarized.

Either they were covered in bruises and tortured to the point where they were almost inhuman form, their eyes were dull and blurry, and no light could be seen in them.

Either the clothes are clean and tidy, there are no obvious injuries on the outside, and the mental state is very good.

They even held various books or other objects in their hands to pass the boring and empty years of their prison life.

It's as if you are not a prisoner, but you are here to experience life on vacation.

In contrast to the former, there was only a stone bed in the cell and not even a decent set of quilts.

The number of the former far exceeds that of the latter.

There are many factors that affect the treatment of prison life, such as whether you have powerful relatives and friends outside prison.

If the relatives and friends are powerful, or the relationship is reliable enough, the guards of the Immortal Prison will have to weigh them carefully when dealing with them on a daily basis.

For example, enough spiritual stones to bribe the guards of the Immortal Prison.

Money can make the world go round.

The guards of the Immortal Prison are also monks, and it is human nature to take care of them within the rules when receiving benefits from others.

"Um?!"

The huge movement attracted the attention of all kinds of prisoners, and they looked over subconsciously.

When they saw Liu Yu and others, some of the prisoners who had dim eyes seemed to realize something, and a glimmer of hope rose in their hearts.

"Senior, can you please help me open the cell? I know the situation in the fairy prison and am willing to guide my way!"

"Senior, I would like to be a cow or a horse."

"senior."

In an instant, the underground level became noisy, and the prisoners rushed to speak, trying to grasp the hard-won glimmer of hope.

"The prisoners haven't had time to move yet."

"It seems that everything happened too fast. The guards of the Immortal Prison did not have time to make many preparations."

Leaving the passage, Liu Yu scanned the cells one after another. There was no movement in his eyes, and various thoughts flashed through his mind.

Then he grasped with his five fingers, turned around and took a photo behind him.

In the passage, the blazing blue sea of ​​​​fire quickly shrank, returned to his palm, and turned into a slowly beating flame.

Looking around, I saw that the original passage was beyond recognition. Under the burning of Qingyang Demonic Fire, the space was more than doubled.

In the channel, the mud and rock turned into a gray-brown liquid containing scalding high temperatures, and it continued to sink.

Everything has a tendency to melt.

In this way, all the arrangements will be destroyed, and you will not encounter the passive situation just now when you return.

"Without further ado, let's go."

Liu Yu turned a deaf ear to the prisoners' pleas for help and sent messages to several teammates with his spiritual consciousness.

After speaking, he moved and swept along the corridor towards the depths of the prison, aiming directly at the passage leading to the next floor.

How many secrets of the Immortal Prison can a mere monk in the Qi Refining Stage know?

Saving these people will bring little convenience, but it will waste some time.

Moreover, it is easy to get confused when there are too many people, which is not conducive to subsequent actions.

Of course, if there were no teammates such as Guo Poyun and Liao Yunxi, Liu Yu would not mind staying for a few breaths and using the "Soul Searching Technique" to see the situation.

But thinking about his identity at this time and considering the impact of doing so, he could only give up this idea.

After all, in the eyes of most monks, the "soul-searching technique" is still too cruel and inhumane.

"It's all some fuel."

During the flyby, this thought flashed through Liu Yu's mind.

But considering his own image problem, he still did not choose to kill everyone.

In a prison full of filth, the ten people flew forward quickly at low altitude, regardless of the low-level monks' pleas for help.

As long as they don't go deep into the wall, there will be no obstacles to the spread of spiritual consciousness, so everyone quickly locked onto the entrance to the next floor with a very clear goal.

The message must have been received, so there was no Immortal Prison guard along the way, and the corridor was empty.

However, some traces such as hot tea and candlelight still reveal that not long ago, there were immortal prison guards on duty here.
To be continued...