After looking around at the prisoners in all directions, Zhong Shan raised his head slightly and looked at the eighteenth level of hell. A sneer flashed in his eyes.
"Taichu Holy King, is this a show of strength for me?"
"In that case, I can't let you underestimate me too much!" Zhong Shan said.
No one heard what Zhong Shan said, but everyone could see an aura of nobility from Zhong Shan, a powerful aura possessed only by those in a superior position.
This kind of aura is not determined by cultivation, but is more determined by the karma of heaven and earth.
The dozen or so former prisoners quickly retrieved two intact red bracelets from Liu Ding Liujia's exploded corpse.
"Black Iron Tower, what is this thing?" the prisoner said hesitantly, holding on to the red bracelet.
If he hadn't seen Zhong Shan's terror, the prisoner would have immediately put on the red bracelet to restore his cultivation, and then quickly escaped from the eighteenth level of hell. But Zhong Shan's momentum just now was visible to everyone, especially the dozen or so people who had been trained by Zhong Shan.
The person who is stared at by the fierce light of the mountain.
Black Iron Tower took the two bracelets and walked very carefully to Zhong Shan.
"Senior, this is a red bracelet. Wearing it can eliminate the oppression of the eighteen levels of hell!" The black iron tower said carefully.
Zhong Shan thought about what to do next, and his mood was much smoother at the moment. Looking at the black iron tower, Zhong Shan didn't care about the red bracelet, but asked lightly: "What is going on in these eighteen levels of hell?"
"Eighteen levels of hell? I heard that it is a top-level immortal weapon, an eighteen-level pagoda-like magic weapon. It is standing upside down in Qingqiu Prison. Entering it, the cultivation level is banned. Every time you increase one level, your body's gravity doubles. Only by wearing this red
The bracelet will not be affected. Most of the prisoners in Qingqiu Holy City are detained here!" Black Iron Tower did not hide anything and said truthfully.
At the same time, the prisoners in the prison were full of curiosity. This man did not wear a red bracelet and was not banned.
After walking out of the prison, Zhongshan reached out and took out five beads from the groove. Five different energies of 'gold, wood, water, fire, and earth' flowed inside the five beads.
"This is the key to unlocking the prison. Those below the fifteenth floor are all repeat offenders. You must use five beads to open the prison!" Black Iron Tower said.
"Put on the red bracelet and open all the prisons!" Zhong Shan said lightly.
"Huh?" Black Iron Tower was slightly startled.
"Didn't you hear that?" Zhong Shan said solemnly.
"yes!"
Black Iron Tower quickly put on the red bracelet and gave the other red bracelet to another prisoner.
Open jail!
Zhong Shan waited patiently.
Before long, all the more than 10,000 prisoners were "incarcerated".
"Thank you, senior!" More than 10,000 prisoners immediately said to Zhong Shan.
No matter how fierce a person is, he has been imprisoned for thousands or even tens of thousands of years. Others cannot understand this longing for his own existence.
Zhong Shan's power is obvious to all. A mortal body can exert such great power. If it is not suppressed, how strong would it be? In other words, even the eighteenth level of hell cannot do anything to this person?
The fat man in yellow was also released. At this moment, looking at everyone in the eighteenth level of hell being released from their cages, his eyes lit up. What a big scene? What does this person want to do? Is he planning a big massacre?
Big ***? Exciting, Master, I like it! Master, I finally saw the big scene again!
Looking at everyone, Zhong Shan nodded and said: "Follow me out of the eighteen levels of hell one by one and release all the prisoners!"
"yes!"
In prison, the strong are usually respected. If Zhong Shan is strong enough, everyone will be willing to listen to you. Moreover, it is possible to recover the body of a prisoner.
Walking to the central light pillar, Zhong Shan led a group of people towards the seventeenth level of hell.
There is still a passage above, just fly upward for a while and you will be there.
We reached the seventeenth floor in a blink of an eye!
"Who are you?" The angry screams of seven or eight jailers suddenly came from the seventeenth floor.
Black Iron Tower and another prisoner rushed up quickly. Both of them were immortals. Without being suppressed, their strength must be much stronger than these jailers. Coupled with the resentment that had been suppressed for thousands of years, their attacks were extremely fierce. They killed them with a single move of their hands.
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"Let him go!" Zhong Shan said calmly.
Zhong Shan is very direct and releases people. Zhong Shan doesn't care what crimes these people have committed. Does Zhong Shan need to care about them in Qingqiu Prison? Zhong Shan wants to give a big gift to Qingqiu Holy Capital.
In a main hall not far from Qingqiu Prison.
Sima Sanliang was dressed in official uniform and was drinking with four other people in official uniform.
On the central dance floor, more than a dozen dancers danced the slender dance.
"Sima Sanliang, I heard that you severely humiliated the Holy King from Da'an yesterday? You are so impressive!" said one person.
"Hahaha, you can do it if you are interested!" Sima Sanliang said proudly.
"We are not that bold."
"By the way, what do you want, Master Afo? Six Ding Liujia hasn't come back yet!"
"It should be almost there! Don't worry, there is nothing to worry about in Qingqiu Prison. Keep eating food and watching the dance. I will have some good things for you adults to review later!" Sima Sanliang said with a smile.
The other four nodded, but there was a hint of gloom between their eyebrows, with a bad premonition.
It was getting dark, and the dancers on the dance floor had changed several batches. Sima Sanliang frowned slightly, why haven't these two bastards Liu Ding Liujia done anything good yet? Haven't come back yet?
"No, we have to leave. The key hasn't been replaced yet? Sima Sanliang, are you hiding something from us?"
"How could that happen?" Sima Sanliang immediately shook his head and said.
"What about our key?"
"No, I have to go to the eighteenth level of hell to see. The key must not be lost."
"The key is me waiting for Wusha."
A group of people were impatient with waiting. They all stopped admiring the dancers on the dance floor and stood up immediately.
"What's really okay? Sima Sanliang, we lent you the key for the sake of our friendship with our colleagues over the years, but you resisted and refused to tell us the truth. You have disappointed us so much!"
"No, you must hand it over now!"
"Sima Sanliang, let me ask you again, where did you take the key?"
"Well, I'm a bit sorry for everyone. I asked Liu Ding Liujia to go to the eighteenth level of hell to do some things. It was assigned by the family." Sima Sanliang had no choice but to tell the truth.
"The Sima family told me?"
"What?"
"Well, teach someone in prison a lesson. Haven't we done this often before? It's not a big deal!" Sima Sanliang said with a smile.
"who?"
"That's the Holy King of Da'ao!" Sima Sanliang said.
"What?" One person's voice suddenly rose an octave higher.
Then, the four of them stared at Sima Sanliang together. If ordinary people could do whatever Sima Sanliang did, they would never dare to touch some celebrities. After all, reputation is their capital. Who can guarantee that these celebrities will not be missed by anyone?
Is there anyone out there who wants to fish them out?
They don't dare to touch ordinary celebrities, let alone this Holy King of Da'ao. A generation of holy kings? What's wrong with this? I, the little commander of Qingqiu Prison, can't stand it.
The four of them stared at Sima Sanliang together.
"It will be okay. Don't worry. I, Sima Sanliang, guarantee with my personality that nothing will happen." Sima Sanliang swore.
Just as Sima Sanliang finished speaking, a jailer ran out in a panic outside the main hall.
"Sir, no good, something big has happened!" the jailer shouted in panic, which made the five commanders' hearts skip a beat.
"What's the matter?" Sima Sanliang asked immediately.
"Eighteen levels of hell, all the prisoners in the eighteen levels of hell have escaped. All the millions of prisoners have escaped. There is a big mess." The jailer shouted.
After the jailer finished shouting, he looked up at the five commanders and found that their faces had all turned pale.
"Sima Sanliang, you, you...!" a commander yelled angrily.
There was no time to scold Sima Sanliang, and he rushed out in a flash.
In the blink of an eye, only Sima Sanliang was left in the hall. Millions of prisoners, all gone? Millions of prisoners? Sima Sanliang's face turned pale for a moment.
The uppermost level of the eighteen levels of hell. Above the ground.
The destruction caused by millions of prisoners is extremely terrifying, especially those prisoners who were sent to the eighteen levels of hell. The moment they came out, their peerless ferocity burst out. Killing, killing, destroying!
In just a short while, all the buildings around Qingqiu Prison were destroyed. Qingqiu Prison had large formations, but they were all used to defend against external enemies. It was quite easy to get out from inside.
For a moment, countless black shadows flew out of Qingqiu Prison.
"Quack, quack, old devil, I'm coming out!"
"Jie, jie, jie, the sky is high and the sky is high, no one can catch me!"
Outside the Qingqiu Prison, demons were dancing wildly, and countless vicious men were flying in all directions.
Millions of prisoners fled, and the sky and the earth were full of murderers. At Qingqiu Prison, some reserve troops quickly used special spells to break into the sky. The moment the distress signal was sent out, the entire Qingqiu Holy City was boiling.
"The highest level of distress signal? Is there another holy court calling? Or which dojo is trying to rob the prison?" A city guard of Qingqiu Holy City shrank his pupils and stood up.
A military camp campus:
"No, foreign enemies are attacking. Follow me to rescue Qingqiu Prison!"
"Roar~~!" The army roared in unison, preparing to meet the enemy.
All the prisoners were violent and rushed out. At the door of the eighteenth level of hell, there were two people, one was Zhong Shan, and the other was the fat man in yellow who was snoring in astonishment.
"My grandpa once said that there was an old guy who would never become a Buddha. He once said, 'If hell is not empty, I will never become a Buddha.' Is our hell considered empty?" The fat man in yellow asked curiously.
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"That's right!" Zhong Shan looked at the fat man in yellow in surprise.
"That monk is so unlucky. If he had been imprisoned in my Taichu, he would have become a Buddha long ago."
Zhong Shan: “…………!”
"Brother, you are so smart. I, Su Afo, thought that I was smart enough when I made trouble in Qingqiu. But seeing you like this, I know what it means to have a world beyond the sky. Someone is coming soon, so hurry up and leave.
I'm leaving soon. I've been imprisoned for a few days. I don't know if Zhong Shan, the 'Holy King of Decline', has reached Taichu. No, I have to go back and ask." The fat man in yellow stepped on his feet and disappeared in the blink of an eye.