Chapter 816 One word, one slap! Ask for a monthly ticket)
The air in the dungeon of the War Emperor's Palace is very thin and the spiritual energy is weak. This is to prevent the guilty prisoners from recovering their cultivation and even becoming stronger.
The strong men of the War Emperor Palace stationed in the dungeon rotate every year and conduct inquiries. After all, they are of the same race, and people's hearts are more easily affected. It is inevitable that some people will do anything to survive, so that the people stationed there cannot help but be tempted and collude with each other.
Until it causes disaster.
After walking through the first and second floors of the dungeon, Su Qinian and the four saw all kinds of horrors, especially some felons and death row prisoners who were poured into a kind of spiritual liquid day and night, constantly spitting out the elixir that condensed the human body, and they were just like animals.
There is no dignity at all, but this is still the lightest. Some people are directly tied to iron pillars as thick as buckets, and their chests are cut open with scimitars mixed with divine iron, and their blood and essence are collected, and then passed through special
The jade ditches were collected and finally sent to the Starry Sky Realm Pass or the Heavenly Road to become supplies for the stationed human warriors, which could prolong the lives of seriously injured soldiers and give them a breath of relief.
In addition, there are all kinds of tortures, imaginable and unimaginable, but compared with the crimes committed by these felons or death row prisoners, they are all minor.
Just like walking through the last blood-taking place on the second floor of the dungeon, a middle-aged saint with a beard is bound to the last iron pillar. He has thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, and his black hair is spread over his shoulders.
On the table, he looked sad and his eyes were dim, as if Xiao Suo had been betrayed, staring blankly at the hot blood flowing out of his chest.
But the guard of the Zhanhuang Palace who carried out the execution told them that in order to become a saint and to evolve the Taoist Talisman of Killing, this man had traveled through hundreds of thousands of mountains and slaughtered hundreds of millions of miles in ten years. Every piece of wild land was a piece of land.
Touch and go, it also targets some wandering tribes. The strong ones are limited, and its attacks are merciless. Whether they are in their prime, old, weak, women and children, they are all slaughtered.
This was a butcher who, on one of his craziest days, traveled 30,000 miles and slaughtered five people in a row. More than 10,000 people died under his knife.
And after he became a saint, he showed no restraint until he was blocked by a great saint who was practicing in seclusion, and then he was exposed to the world. He was finally detained by the War Emperor Palace and came to the second floor of the dungeon, but he didn't even know what he was doing.
Instead of repenting, he hated the Great Saint who blocked him to the core, and often felt that if he was given another ten years to slaughter tens of millions of people, the Great Saint would be just around the corner.
A man with a human face and an animal heart is not enough to describe this person. I always think that it is just bad luck, otherwise he will become a king thousands of years later.
For committing such a crime, even if he was killed thousands of times, it would not be enough to make up for his crime. For him, it would be too merciful, so day and night, he would draw the blood from his chest and pour it into his mouth.
The worst kind, spiritual liquid full of impurities.
Even so, even among the alchemists who were in charge of purifying the blood of prisoners in the dungeon, many refused to purify their blood essence and avoided it for fear of staining their own eyes and dirtying their hands.
Therefore, the blood essence of this person has not yet been sent to Jie Guan Tian Road. Most of the time, it is ignored until it deteriorates, and no one pays attention to it.
Only you can't imagine that there are always some people of all kinds in this world who go beyond ordinary people's understanding of human nature. They distort goodness and truth, and reach the pinnacle of extreme levels of annihilation of people who don't do it for themselves.
"Such a person will never be able to atone for his sins. We must never let him die happily. Killing him directly would be cruel to all the people who died under his butcher knife. It is the same as aiding the evil." Dayuan Tianying took a deep breath.
He took a breath and sighed, "No matter what the situation is, it seems that it is the same whether it is our yellow earth or the vast starry sky. Even when life and death are at stake, there are always some people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, and human nature and cognition are distorted.
Such people are in vain called human beings!”
"Wherever there is light, there is darkness. This has been the case since ancient times." The Empress Jingtang said calmly.
Su Qinian didn't say anything. It was his first time in this forbidden dungeon, but after seeing these felons on death row, he felt more and more heavy on his shoulders. The current war emperor actually gave him the power and responsibility to monitor the world, whether it was
Whatever the reason, for him, no matter what, Xantian Temple must stand firm and continue this power and responsibility completely.
The third level of the dungeon.
The people imprisoned here are all supreme saints, even supreme saints. Such figures, even in all the supreme lineages, have a pivotal position. Only among the supreme beings, they are far from ordinary saints.
The characters are comparable, most of them also cherish feathers, were able to be captured and suppressed by the War Emperor Palace, and all have their own stories when entering these three levels of dungeons.
For such a strong man, ordinary torture has been abandoned, and even the executioners are the sacred guards of the War Emperor Palace. There are branches with black nodules and white leaves, swinging like whips, seemingly light and airy.
It fell on the body, but it made a supreme saint unable to restrain himself and let out a shrill scream. The branch is a branch of a spiritual tree called the Soul-falling Tree. The wood powder is usually scraped to paralyze the soul. It is considered to be vast.
The sweat medicine of the starry sky can be tanned into a whip, which can directly whip the soul. It will not hurt, but will only cause endless pain, and then numbness. After the numbness subsides, the pain will return, and so on again and again. It can be regarded as the most powerful clan in the world.
A well-known form of torture for powerful people above the divine level.
The older the Soul-Destroying Tree is, the stronger the pain will be. It is said that the Soul-Destroying Whip made from the branches of the Falling Soul Tree that is more than 10,000 years old, cannot be endured by all the kings.
There is also a kind of fire torture, which uses a variety of unknown woods as firewood to ignite a kind of rotting flame. Life and death coexist. One moment, the flesh and blood are melted, and the next moment, the flesh and blood are sprouted. In an instant, the body is restored to its original state.
, but this flesh and blood is no longer the original body, but a rotten body created by the rotten body flame. Not only is it painful and unbearable when it grows, but it is also like a hundred claws scratching the heart when it burns. It is also known to many felons and death row prisoners who are above the sacred level.
Perverted torture.
There are more than ten kinds of punishments like this. As long as you enter this third level of dungeon, except for the disobedients who are held in solitary confinement, all felons and death row prisoners will have their punishments changed every year until after a whole cycle, it will be new again.
start.
"They deserve to be treated like this." Dayuan Tianying said coldly, "They are all aliens wearing human skin."
Since humanity has been eliminated, there will be no humanity left in this forbidden dungeon.
After half a stick of incense, under the guidance of a sacred guard, Su Qinian and the four of them came to an isolated cliff. It was said to be an isolated cliff, but the whole body was glowing with dark metallic light, and several thick chains were hanging from the mountain.
It extended out from the middle and was tied to a man in black robes.
Gravedigger lineage!
This is a saint, because he has not yet been convicted of the gravedigger lineage. Those who refused to leave imprints and were captured and suppressed were all locked in the dungeon of this forbidden area. They were temporarily classified as disobedient and many harsh punishments were not imposed.
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"Finally, someone is here. The War Emperor Palace is acting in the opposite direction. In this troubled world, it does not conquer foreign races, but is keen on fighting in the nest. It also wants to leave records and seals. This unrealistic edict will not win the hearts of the people!"
The black-robed saint slowly raised his head, his tone was undisguisedly mocking, but when he saw the four people in front of him clearly, the coldness in his eyes couldn't help but froze, and his voice instantly became lower: "It's you!"
The Gravedigger lineage will never forget this young man. It was he who single-handedly drove their lineage into the shadow corner again and suppressed them forcefully, leaving no room for them to survive.
"I didn't expect that the dignified Master of Xantian Palace would actually come to the dungeon to visit a mere saint like me." The black-robed saint looked gloomy and his body was dull. His face was expressionless and his tone was cold, "But it's a pity. What you want to know,
You will never get a single thing from me, let alone try to intercept the soul memory. If it can be done, I believe that the life-severing masters will be more eager than you."
Snapped!
Abruptly, without any warning, there was a clear sound of slapping. Even the sacred guard who was leading the way was startled and looked at Su Qinian's side. Before he was convicted, for a saint, even though he was restrained, even if
He came from the line of gravediggers and was given the most basic respect by the sacred guards of the three-level dungeon. Unexpectedly...
"Noisy!" Dayuan Tianying said coldly, "Did I let you speak?"
The black-robed saint of the Gravedigger lineage was stunned. He really didn't expect it, and his eyes were a little dull, but he quickly came back to his senses. He stared at the Great Yuan Sky Eagle and said in a cold voice:
"You are also a saint, but you dare to insult me!"
Snapped!
Faster than lightning, Dayuan Tianying landed another palm and spoke at the same time, saying calmly: "I haven't asked you to speak, and there is no need for you to speak. You can try again with the next word or slap. Saints are also human beings.
Who else are you superior to?"
I@#￥%……&
The black-robed saint's heart was so angry that he was about to explode. He had been humiliated like this before. The important thing is, don't let him speak. What are you doing here? Are you too busy? He is a saint, and his vision and experience are not lacking at all.
, at this juncture, even the young unparalleled war king is here, and he is not blind.
"I……"
Snapped!
"I……"
Snapped!
"I……"
Snapped!
His eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. The black-robed saint's face was swollen and black. He was about to go crazy. Although he was slapped every word, he still waited for him to say a complete sentence. At this moment, he no longer spoke, but his eyes were closed.
I want to remember Dayuan Tianying for the rest of his life. If he doesn't die in the end, he will only live for this person in this life.
"about there."
Su Qinian finally spoke. This was the evil energy accumulated by the four people along the way in the dungeon. At this moment, it was vented by the hands of the Great Yuan Tianying. Even the supremely powerful person would be stunned when he first stepped into the dungeon of the War Emperor's Palace.
Feelings can arise in the heart, and even anger can arise. Therefore, generally speaking, except for the dungeon guards who have long been accustomed to it, even those who detain criminals will stop outside the dungeon to avoid mental turmoil and get lost in the thoughts of killing. (Please subscribe, thank you.