Hearing the word "gonghen", Ling Tian's eyes flashed instantly.
"Yes, Kill God Gonghen!"
The nigger nodded and said, "In the past ten years, the number of Saint King realm experts who have died in the hands of Gong Hen in the Prison of Sin can be counted with both hands. The strongest one among them is Mo, who was once one of the top ten giants.
Ghost City Lord. Speaking of which, Gong Hen is really strange. He killed Mo Ghost City Lord but had no intention of ruling Moyang City, and ultimately benefited Chi Gui. His subordinates chose to escape because they had some grudges with Chi Gui."
The ten giants of the Prison of Sin are the city lords of the ten major cities of the Prison of Sin.
However, these ten giants are not the ten most powerful people in the Prison of Sin.
For example, the strength of Killing God Gonghen is not inferior to the top ten giants.
The reason why giants are called giants is because they control a group of people.
"What kind of cultivation level is Gong Hen, and what kind of cultivation level are the current top ten giants?"
Ling Tian had something in mind and asked the black ghost with interest.
The black man didn't think much and immediately replied, "A few years ago, Gong Hen was a semi-sacred warrior. I haven't heard from him in these years, so he may be practicing in seclusion. As for the top ten giants, their cultivation levels vary.
The strongest one is said to be the upper-level saint king, and the others are all middle-level saint kings and lower-level saint kings, with the exception of Yegu."
"Half Saint?"
Ling Tian whispered to himself.
When Gong Hen entered the prison of sin, he was only at the seventh level of the Tao realm.
In total, it has been almost thirty years since he came to the Prison of Sin.
It takes thirty years to cultivate from the seventh level of the Tao realm to a semi-saint, which is not very fast.
But according to what the nigger said, the semi-saint's palace marks already have the power to kill the saint.
The combat power must be at least higher than that of the ordinary low-level saint kings, but it cannot be compared with the middle-level saint kings.
"You just said that Ye Gu, the Lord of the City of Hollow City, has the ability to control souls?"
Ling Tian heard the black ghost mention Night Bone twice, and couldn't help but become a little interested in this Night Bone.
A semi-saint can rank among the top ten giants in the Prison of Sin with his soul control skills.
Come to think of it, this Ye Gu is not a mediocre person.
"yes."
The nigger nodded and said, "Night
Gu relied on his soul-controlling skills to enslave many strong men. Only then did he secure his position as the Lord of the Hollow City and become one of the top ten giants in the Prison of Sin."
"interesting."
A bold idea came to Ling Tian's mind.
The art of soul control can also be called the art of slavery.
The relationship between the enslaved person and the one who performs the art of soul control is similar to that between a martial attendant and his master.
The difference is that any warrior can only have four warriors. If the master dies, the warriors will die.
There is no limit on the number of people who can use the soul control technique. As long as one's soul is strong enough, one can enslave countless people, and determine the life or death of the enslaved people with just one thought.
It's just that if the person who uses the soul control technique dies, the enslaved person will not perish, but will be freed.
This difference leads to the fact that the martial servants are completely devoted to their masters, and the enslaved people are more likely to choose to obey the enslavers because of the threat to their lives.
Ling Tian is not in a hurry to leave the Prison of Sin at this time. He wants to find all the other warriors who entered the Prison of Sin with him first, so as to unite all the major forces in the ancient continent to fight against the Palace of Destiny.
However, these warriors were scattered throughout the Prison of Sin, and it was impossible to find them all by Ling Tian alone.
But if Ye Gu can help and let Ye Gu mobilize the power of the entire hollow city, things will undoubtedly be much easier.
"nigger!"
Ling Tian had something in mind and immediately ordered the black ghost, "Let the black ghost gang prepare and follow me to the Hollow City in an hour."
"Gang leader, you don't want to rule the city, do you?"
The black ghost couldn't help but be surprised when he heard Ling Tian give such an order.
"No?"
Ling Tian glanced at the nigger.
"Gang Leader, with all due respect, there is no way that we people can defeat this city..."
The black ghost looked embarrassed, frowning and explained to Ling Tian, "Although Ye Gu is only a semi-holy warrior, his combat power is not weaker than that of the lower saints! In addition, he also enslaves four lower saints, sixteen
Zunban
Holy, no matter how powerful the gang leader is, I’m afraid he can’t defeat him, right?”
"oh?"
Ling Tian was slightly surprised.
From this point of view, he had underestimated the city.
With his current strength, he is more than enough to deal with the lower sage.
But it is still a bit tricky for four or five lower-ranking saints to join forces.
"Do you know where Gong Hen is now?"
Ling Tian turned to the black ghost and asked. ??
If Gong Hen helps, it might be much easier for him to control the hollow city.
"Why does the gang leader ask this?"
The nigger was stunned for a moment, "That Gong Hen is the god of death, so the gang leader had better not interact with him."
"I ask, you answer!"
Ling Tian's voice turned cold, as if he was a little dissatisfied with what the nigger had just said.
"Forehead……"
The black ghost looked embarrassed and replied with some uncertainty, "Gong Hen usually practices in Dongxie Dry Forest. If he goes out of Dongxie Dry Forest, he will definitely kill someone."
"Take me there."
Ling Tian didn't have much hope for the nigger.
I never thought that the nigger actually knew the whereabouts of Gong Hen.
"Gang leader, Dongxie Dry Forest is one of the four dry forests in the Prison of Sin. The evil spirits there are very powerful. But it is a place where most people dare not set foot..."
When the nigger saw that Ling Tian was going to Dongxie Dry Forest again, he felt bad again.
He felt depressed in his heart, why were Ling Tian's ideas so outrageous?
Evil spirits are also living beings and are natives of the prison of sin.
He has a ferocious appearance, his eyes are gleaming, his arms are strong, and his claws are sharp.
But they have no legs, and their lower bodies are shrouded in black mist.
Low-level evil spirits generally have low spiritual intelligence.
Back then, evil spirits from the prison of sin appeared in the secret realm of Qingyun Mountain.
Because human warriors appeared in the Prison of Sin, the living space of the indigenous evil spirits was compressed, and they could only survive in the four dry forests.
Dongxie withered forest is one of the four major withered forests.
"Stop talking nonsense, just take me there. There is no need for you to enter the Dongxie Dry Forest!"
Ling Tian had no patience and ordered extremely forcefully.
Dongxie Dry Forest is indeed a place where most people dare not set foot.
But Gong Hen can practice in that kind of place.
This shows that the palace marks are not ordinary people.
Then is Ling Tian an ordinary person?
"Oh well……"
The black ghost thought that Ling Tian did not need to enter the Dongxie Forest himself, so he simply agreed.
After saying that, the two stepped out, walked side by side in the air, and galloped towards the east.
…
At this time, in the ancient continent, there was a dark underground palace.
Two people wearing white robes and covering their faces with black cloth stood respectfully in the center of the hall.
On the back of the robes worn by the two of them, the word "Destiny" is written prominently.
One is the golden destiny, the other is the silver destiny.
It symbolizes their noble status in Tianming Palace.
The left envoy of Tianming Palace, the right envoy of Tianming Palace.
Step, step, step...
At this time, a burst of footsteps came.
Another man in white robe walked out from the side of the underground palace.
"Palace Master!"
"Palace Master!"
The envoys on the left and right said respectfully in unison.
"Zuo Shi, you are so brave!"
The master of Tianming Palace walked to the throne in front of the main hall, sat down and gave a sharp shout.
"Palace Master..."
Zuo Shi felt the anger of the Master of Tianming Hall and immediately knelt down on the ground.
The master of Tianming Palace then asked Zuo Shi in a deep voice, "You lured Ling Tian into the prison of sin, and then let Ming Tian accompany you. What do you want to do?"
"My subordinate wants Mingtian to retrieve the Demon-Sealing Monument on behalf of the Palace Master!"
Zuo Shi did not dare to lie and answered truthfully.
"It's up to you! Stupid!"
The master of the Heavenly Mandate Hall was furious. After scolding him coldly, he asked Zuo Shidao again, "I want to ask you, if you can get the Demon-Sealing Monument, how can you get the Heavenly Dao Monument?"