In Yu Ling's soul induction, the entire West Extreme Hell was like a pot exploding. The guards who were originally guarding in front of the barriers left their posts one after another, searching for the intruders. It won't be long before they will

Found traces of people.

Yu Ling had slowed down her pace as much as possible, but after just a few minutes, many slaves were still being thrown further and further away. However, their team did not shrink, but instead became more and more bloated.

Because it just snowballed. After Yuling broke the barrier between the second factory and the third factory, he also killed the supervisor and a group of guards of the second factory. The other slaves listened to the movement and seemed to smell it.

The fishy-smelling cat, regardless of who was leading the group, stayed at the back of the group with all its strength.

Of course, there were also the more cautious slaves. Their numb faces flashed with struggle and fear. Before they could make up their minds whether to follow, Yu Ling had already disappeared with the crowd.

The scene was extremely chaotic for a while. Wherever Yu Ling passed by, there would be a lot of excitement. Even if he didn't want to make such a big noise, there were too many slaves in the West Pole Hell, and Yu Ling's legs were on others' bodies.

There is no time or energy to stop them.

"Second uncle, how are you?" Yu Ling rushed to the front alone, looking back from time to time to see the status of Yu Qingyuan and Yu Daoren.

Yu Qingyuan is obviously different from other tortured slaves. It can even be said that he is no different from those healthy people in the outside world. Therefore, Yu Qingyuan ran this section of the road except that he could not speed up anymore, and his body did not bear any burden.

The load was too heavy, and even halfway through the race, he even took the initiative to carry Yu Daoren on his back.

"It's okay. We should be almost at the first factory. Be careful there are many masters there." Yu Qing originally had a worried look on his face, but he still believed in Yu Ling's strength.

Because along the way, any guards who dared to jump out to stop them were defeated by Yu Ling within a few seconds, without any need for an army of slaves to take action.

"Also, there is a Jinsha Senluo Formation at the entrance. I heard them say that it seems to be a killing formation that is infinitely close to the fifth level. Ling'er, do you have a way to solve it?" Yu Daoren said solemnly.

"Okay." Yu Ling calculated the amount of rotten acid poison in the spiritual ring and said firmly.

He was not worried that the Fu acid poison would expose his identity. Anyway, the people of Tianshang Gong did not know any of his identity from the beginning to the end.

"Take this, and use your spiritual power to activate it when you encounter danger later." Yu Ling threw another small bead to Yu Qingyuan, which contained ocean-like blue light and looked more magnificent than gems.

Because they have been running rampant for so long, they are finally going to encounter the biggest obstacle.

Yu Ling turned the last corner, and the view in front of him became wide. As he expected, there was a dense group of guards stationed in front of the barrier at the junction of the first factory and the second factory, and the armor on his body reflected the cold light.

"You want to rebel, right? Do you think the law will not punish everyone?"

The leading guard took a step forward, pointed his dark golden spear at the slave army, and shouted in a cold voice: "I'm telling you! No one can leave today! They are all waiting to feed the ferocious beast cubs in the fifth factory!"

"

There was an obvious commotion among the slaves. Many of them joined the team blindly just because they were enthusiastic. However, when they faced this group of guards who had the power of life and death, their original bravery was suddenly replaced by thick heart palpitations.

Panic replaced them, and some people even began to consider whether to surrender immediately and beg for mercy.

Yu Ling felt the chaos behind him. He looked back at the slave army that had reached tens of thousands of people at some point. He saw the festering flesh and skin of those people and the skin covered with sores. He saw those who should have been young but were

Looking at the old wrinkled faces, seeing the intertwined light of hope and despair in their eyes...

So he changed his mind.

Facing the endless wall of guards, Yu Ling slowly raised the ink-condensing knife and pointed it directly at the late-stage Hedao guards headed by him. The great circulation surged out like a volcanic eruption, and the evil spirit almost turned into a substantial black cloud.

Beside him.

In the midst of the din, his voice overcame all the chaos and resounded clearly in everyone's ears.

"If you stay here, you will definitely die. If you are willing to kill with me, just hold on to your weapons!"

The slaves fell into a brief silence, like the last calm before the storm.

Suddenly, someone shouted hoarsely in an off-key voice——

"kill!"

"Kill--" Countless slaves roared with all their strength. The roaring sound was more earth-shattering than the overwhelming tsunami, and it made all the guards change their expressions.

Those years when I was as numb as a walking zombie, those times when I was humble and living an ignoble existence...

From now on, it’s a clean break!

"What are you doing? Are you crazy?!"

The heart of the guard leader in the late stage of Hedao was beating rapidly. Even when he faced this sea of ​​slaves, he couldn't help but feel numb.

How could these timid, cowardly, muddle-headed slaves who usually dare not even utter a word of disobedience suddenly... burst out with such terrifying energy?

Before he could think too much, a figure was approaching quickly, and then a dark jade-like sword light invaded his entire field of vision.

"when!"

The guard leader hurriedly tried to block it, but felt a strong and powerful rumble that overwhelmed all his resistance. Even Dao Yun, who was at the peak of Hedao, seemed to have become extremely weak, and his whole body flew out uncontrollably.

, hitting the barrier with a thud.

"Buzz——"

The barrier that was originally strong enough was shaken violently, and shocking cracks spread wantonly, clearly visible to everyone.

"Come on!"

The slaves were already red-eyed. They had accumulated all the courage in their lives and turned it into a desperate fight.

If you can look down from a high altitude, you can see an amazing picture:

The black army of slaves turned into an unstoppable torrent, rushing away crazily. However, the strong guards seemed sparse and weak, as if they would be instantly disintegrated by the impact of the torrent.

In three minutes, Yu Ling beheaded the guard leader.

In five minutes, the torrent broke down the human wall blocking them.

Six minutes later, the space barrier shattered, and the slaves in the first factory began to join this terrifying motley army.

In ten minutes, the crowd rushed to the entrance of the West Pole Hell.

The Jinsha Senluo Formation has been fully activated, and most of the surviving supervisors and guards have gathered here, trying to use this last line of defense to suppress this mighty rebellion.

"Come if you have the ability. I'll see which of you can withstand the strangulation of the sixth-grade killing array!"

Master Qi was hiding behind the formation and roared angrily.

However, the slave army only paused for a moment, and then slowly but surely poured into the Jinsha Senluo Formation.

Because they knew that as long as they rushed through this killing formation, they would be able to see the light of day.

The long-lost skylight that can only be seen in dreams.

"If you want to die, go ahead, you are a bunch of lifeless bullshit, today I..." Supervisor Qi cursed fiercely, but the next moment, his voice stopped abruptly.

I saw a thick black ink-like substance flying all over the sky, all splashing on the Jinsha Senluo Formation, making a hissing sound like a soldering iron touching water, eroding and destroying the operation of the formation at an extremely terrifying speed.

Yu Ling was very pleased that the rotten acid poison did not cause riots in the slave army, because many of them had been tortured to the point of losing their sense of smell, and many of them were exposed to the stinking corpses of chaotic creatures every day, and they had a high degree of resistance to it.

sex.

"What... what magic weapon is this?"

Even with Yu Ling's warning in advance, Yu Qingyuan still couldn't bear it and could only hold his breath and ask.

"The rotten acid poison specializes in all kinds of spiritual formations. The only drawback is the smell." After a brief explanation, Yu Ling rushed into the dim Jinsha Senluo formation with a long knife and forcibly carved a passage.

"Everyone, follow me!"

Yu Qingyuan shouted loudly and rushed to the front with Yu Daoren on his back.

But he soon found that Yu Ling was still standing motionless, and he couldn't help but was stunned and said through the voice transmission: "Ling'er, aren't you leaving?"

"Some people who deserve to be killed haven't been killed yet, why should I leave?" A sneer escaped from the corner of Yu Ling's lips.

"But……"

"Don't worry, my friend will meet you outside. I'll come right after I deal with some people." Yu Ling said and turned around and walked towards the center of the Jinsha Senluo Formation.

There were more than a dozen trembling supervisors hiding there. They watched groups of slaves rushing past Yu Ling, while the demon-like young man was holding a long knife with an expressionless face.

He walked towards them step by step.

"You, who are you..." Inspector Qi felt his teeth chattering up and down. This "slave" named Zhou Peng had become the god of death who decided their fate, and was about to wield the sickle of judgment.

Yu Ling just stopped beside the formation without saying a word. At this moment, there was only a thin spiritual barrier between him and the dozen supervisors.
Chapter completed!