Capital City, Black Prison.

If the capital is a real dragon that occupies the human world, then the place of darkness is the dragon's mouth, where great evil is hidden and its power is revealed.

"Is this the Black Prison?"

Seeing such a huge underground world for the first time, Zhou Dao couldn't help but be a little shocked.

Deep in the darkness of the earth, there is a glimmer of light, like a bright sun... no, like a setting sun. The afterglow is dim, but it reflects the outline of this lonely and dark world.

"The afterglow of the setting sun..."

Zhou Dao looked at it, lost in thought, and was actually a little moved.

"Brother, what are you?" Zhou Dao asked, pointing to the sunset.

"That is part of the Black Prison...it is like the lighthouse of the Black Prison. Even the disciples of the Black Prison must first locate the setting sun before they can find the Black Prison."

The Black Prison Sword Lord whispered, this is the secret of the Black Prison, and generally speaking, it will not be told to outsiders.

Li Tunan heard from the side and the corners of his eyes twitched unnaturally.

The Black Prison Sword Lord even told Zhou Dao such secrets in front of him. Obviously, he did not treat the Yuan King as an outsider. How close is this relationship?

"What's going on? What is their relationship?" Li Tunan muttered in his heart.

"The afterglow of the setting sun... guides those who come after..." Zhou Dao murmured softly.

In a daze, a picture emerged in his mind.

The sun sets on Cangshan Mountain, and the setting sun is like blood.

Mountains and rivers are broken, rivers and seas wither, scarlet blood infects the earth, and endless corpses pile up like mountains.

The human world is like turning into an endless purgatory, with only sinking into the sea of ​​suffering, and only the destruction of the Dharma in the last days.

Under Cangshan Mountain, three thousand people in green clothes turned into bones. They stood at the end, but they were unable to save themselves. What they faced was the only immortal in the world.

The laws of the human world are like earthworms, and there are no gods appearing in the heavens.

At that moment, the world was in ruins, but the setting sun at the end of Cangshan Mountain would never be extinguished, and the afterglow of the Dharma-ending years would never fade away.

"Brother, what is the origin of the Black Prison?" Zhou Dao couldn't help but ask.

The closer he gets to this place, the more he feels that this place has a lot to do with him, as if he is connected by blood, with desire in his bones.

"The Black Prison has existed for too long, even before Taizu founded the country..." the Black Prison Sword Lord whispered.

"Some people say that this place was once a mysterious mine, while others say that this place was once an abandoned fortress..."

"After Taizu founded the country, this place was turned into a prison. It was originally used to imprison the royal family of the previous dynasty..."

"Later, Taizu organized the monsters in the world into seventy-two holes, suppressed many senior monster masters, and threw them here. That was the prototype of the Black Prison."

The Black Prison Sword Master mentioned the past of this forbidden place.

Once upon a time, the Black Prison was so notorious that it frightened the whole world. Monster masters, Taoist giants, former royal families, powerful men of the world... there was no one who had not been imprisoned in this Black Prison.

They have one thing in common, they are all unstable factors in the world, they do not obey the king's rules, and they are locked in black prison.

Although nowadays, the reputation of the Black Prison is not obvious, it has long been turned into a forbidden place, and no one in the world knows its name.

However, none of the top forces have forgotten the sinister reputation of the Black Prison.

You must know that even among the Six Great Sects, some of their masters have been imprisoned and suppressed by the Black Prison.

The Black Prison, like the Hermitage, is an invisible force in the hands of the Qin royal family.

Compared to the Hermitage, the Black Prison appears more mysterious and low-key, as well as more fierce and domineering.

There is only one code of conduct in the black prison. From now on, no one will be allowed to speak loudly in front of me.

"Is it before Taizu founded the country?" Zhou Daoning said.

Rumble...

Suddenly, a terrible wave came from the underground world, and there was a mist of light, like an abyss, that was about to destroy everything.

"Brother, be careful. This is the special power of the Black Prison. Ordinary creatures cannot touch it."

The Black Prison Sword Lord stepped out in one step and stood in front of everyone. His heavy armor shook slightly, and a strange rune appeared between his eyebrows, like a big star in the dark night, illuminating one side and forcing back the terrifying fluctuations.

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"Brother Dao, what kind of formation is this? Is it so terrifying?" Wang Xiaoyi was frightened.

At this moment, he couldn't even feel the fluctuations of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

In other words, within the scope of the Black Hell, all the laws of heaven and earth are inoperable, magical powers are restricted, and they become nothing.

"This is not a formation, but the power of this prison itself." Zhou Dao's eyes narrowed.

Almost all formations in the world are made by human beings, relying on the power of heaven and earth, guided by supernatural powers, drawing the ground into formations, and gathering spirits into methods, giving birth to infinite great power.

However, this power is extremely unusual.

It seemed to originate from the Hell itself, just like the breath exhaled by a living being.

"I'll give it a try."

With a thought in his mind, Zhou Dao took out a spiritual grass from the Qingpan treasure bag. It had nine leaves like a cover, and its branches were like the tendons of the human body, exuding rich spiritual energy.

This [Nine-leaf Spiritual Grass] was a rare treasure that Zhou Dao obtained from the Liu family's treasure house that day, and it contains extremely pure vitality.

It is said that the vitality contained in this pillar of spiritual grass is enough to be worth a hundred [Building Qi Realm] masters.

No matter how desperate the situation is, this spiritual grass can survive and multiply, and it can absorb all substances as nutrients, decompose them, and release a large amount of spiritual energy.

In ancient times, Taoist masters would plant [Nine-Leaf Spiritual Grass] when building the Dongtianling Mansion.

Some sects that specialize in manufacturing and selling spiritual herbs will even plant a medicinal garden specifically to plant this kind of spiritual grass in order to make the Dongfu they refine easier to sell.

The euphemistic name is that it has huge greenery, natural spiritual mansion, complete supporting facilities, private territory, and room for appreciation.

Often the price of this kind of Lingfu can double or triple.

Buzz…

Zhou Dao used [Hunyuan Gangqi] to send [Nine-Leaf Spirit Advent Grass] out, and soon left the protection range of the Black Prison Sword Lord.

In an instant, a strange aura came from all directions.

The Nine-leaf Spiritual Adventurous Grass withered instantly under the gaze of everyone, and the vast amount of life essence was instantly submerged. It was still a foam in the roaring sea, and turned into nothingness with a whimper.

Immediately afterwards, the Nine-leaf Spiritual Grass also seemed to have been drained, shrinking rapidly. It looked like Wang Xiaoyi visiting Zuichun Tower, a fierce battle, the roots went into the hole, and ultimately it was difficult to trace.

Buzz…

Finally, the Nine-Leaf Spirit Advent Grass completely turned into dust and dissipated in the underground world of mixed light.

"This... this is too scary." Wang Xiaoyi swallowed and couldn't help but gasped.

No wonder he didn't see any guards all the way here. He was still thinking about why there wasn't even a gatekeeper in the Black Hell Forbidden Area.

Now it seems that there is no need here at all.

That column of [Nine-leaf Spirit Advent Grass], which was carefully cultivated by Zhou Dao and was at least worth the essence of hundreds of [Building Qi Realm] masters, was instantly annihilated without even a single breath.

I'm afraid, who dares to break in? It's simply asking for death!

"If you want to enter the Black Prison, you first need to use special techniques to sense the coordinates of the Sunset Lighthouse, and secondly, you must be able to withstand the breath of the Black Prison." The Black Prison Sword Lord turned around and said.

The special technique of sensing the setting sun lighthouse can only be taught to direct disciples of the Black Prison, such as Li Tunan's level.

Secondly, one must be able to withstand the breath of hell.

This is also the most mysterious place in the Black Prison.

It is too special and cannot be approached by ordinary monks. It requires an extremely special physique to withstand the power of the Black Hell.

Therefore, it is more difficult to train Black Prison disciples than other forces. It depends not only on talent, but also on physical fitness.

As for truly controlling the Black Prison, even if it is one in a million, it may not be possible.

The lords of the Black Hell of all generations need great opportunities to appear, and sometimes the situation of being vacant for several consecutive generations often happens.

Therefore, many times, the master of the black prison will work until death.

To exaggerate, in history, several Black Prison Masters began to look for successors as soon as they succeeded to the throne. For the Black Prison Master, this is a top priority related to happiness.

"It's really unusual!" Zhou Dao concentrated on this underground world with no end in sight.

This kind of power is so special, it is even somewhat similar to that of Yuan Zu. The law is in ruins, it dominates the sky and the earth, and can devour everything.

Rumble...

Suddenly, the void floated, as if a thin film had broken open.

Zhou Dao felt that the pressure around him suddenly dissipated, and he felt much more relaxed.

At this moment, they had truly entered the black prison. The huge underground palace was like a hive, layered on top of each other, with countless spaces.

"Quick, go and take a look, Luo Chengan has won five consecutive victories...I made a big bet on him today."

Gu Bo/span> "The battle just now was so exciting. Even the King Kong and the Pig were no match for him. He was hit in the head with one palm, and it was bloody..."
To be continued...