The expressions of everyone in the restricted area changed again.

In the sky, a dark and vast prison slowly appeared, covering the sky and the restricted area.

Countless lightnings were swimming around, and wails from nothingness spread in all directions.

Majestic, gloomy, bloody, and repressive, this is what this prison brings to everyone's senses.

The moment it appeared, it fell heavily toward the ground.

In the roar, the ground churned, and the prison penetrated the mountain and fell to the ground.

The twenty-seven forbidden mountains and the surrounding areas were all imprisoned.

In the prison, ferocious laughter could be heard at this moment, and in the rows of cells, stone lions could be seen dancing, transforming into huge figures.

Some heads were rolling, crying and laughing strangely.

A millstone is spinning, squeezing out endless blood.

There is a scarecrow weaving straw, forming countless little figures, each wailing.

There was an old man in Danqing going crazy, waving his pen and ink, and drawing the dead bodies of all the monks in the Forbidden Mountain.

There is also a... huge finger that penetrates many cells.

The breath of the gods exploded within.

It is exactly the complete version of Ding 132.

Xu Qing's voice also echoed at this moment.

"After three breaths, all living people here will die."

As the words came out, the door of Ding Yisan Er's prison slowly opened.
Chapter completed!