The first thousand four hundred and seventy-two chapters
Jin Jin was shocked and turned pale, and said a few times: "Create chaos?"
"Well, draw the attention of the demon army under the abyss so that I can save the people here." Liu Qinghuan said.
Seeing that he spoke so lightly, as if such a thing could be done with a wave of his hand, Jin Jin finally couldn't suppress his anger and turned completely cold.
"Don't forget, in addition to the demon army, there are also demon gods sitting under the abyss. Do you want me to die!"
"If I wanted you to die, why should I wait until now?" Liu Qinghuan said lightly: "I won't let you be directly exposed to the demon army, but like this..."
After he explained, Jin Jin's face brightened slightly, and the two of them discussed back and forth for a long time, and finally decided on what to do next.
Late at night, demonic clouds press over the city and darkness invades.
Neat footsteps broke the silence of the night. A group of demonic soldiers wearing silver soft armor came from the corner and met another group of demonic soldiers wearing black armor. Someone suddenly laughed loudly.
Several of the black-armored demon army were about to make a move immediately. They were yelled at a few times by the leader, and then they reluctantly stopped, and then snorted even louder in response.
The atmosphere was not very friendly, but fortunately there was no real fight. Soon the two teams passed each other and each continued to patrol the abyss.
In the darkness, a faint figure walked out from behind the tree, looking thoughtfully at the retreating backs of the demon army.
It seems that the demon clan is not monolithic. The relationship between the demon armies of the two major demon realms, Abyss and Silver Land, does not seem to be very good. If we can take advantage of this...
Liu Qinghuan thought for a moment, then put this discovery aside and looked up at the huge rock protruding not far away.
In the past two days, he had dived into the abyss many times and had roughly figured out the demon army's stationing situation and patrol route. Then he discovered that in addition to the space passage, there were many guards around the big stone half-buried on the cliff in front, making it difficult to enter and exit.
Inspections are also extremely strict.
Therefore, he speculated that this might be the place where cultivators were imprisoned, and he wanted to take a risk and explore it while the night was dark.
The last faint shadow disappeared without a trace. Liu Qinghuan silently came to the back of the big stone, walked calmly through a room of guards, and stepped into the passage hidden in the corner.
There was a cold wind blowing from nowhere, and the light of the torches inserted in the wall kept swaying. Every once in a while, there was an iron door completely embedded in the wall, blocking the way, but Liu Qinghuan could not be stopped.
His completely invisible body allows him to pass through any obstacle. As long as there is a slight gap, it will be like entering an uninhabited land.
After passing several levels in a row, small prisons finally appeared on the walls on both sides. Each room contained a ragged man. Their hands and feet were chained by thick iron chains, half hanging in the air.
, head drooped to the side, unable to tell whether he was dead or alive.
Liu Qinghuan stood outside a cell, trying to see clearly the person inside, but his dirty hair covered most of the other person's face, so he walked through the iron bars and came to the other person's side.
First of all, make sure that this person is still alive, but seems to have fallen into a deep coma.
This should be an ordinary monk. There are scars all over his body, but they are not caused recently. He has obviously been in prison for an unknown period of time.
Liu Qinghuan probed the other party's breathing, which was so weak that it was almost nonexistent, but fortunately, his chest was still rising and falling slowly.
When he got to the next cell, the situation was almost the same, so he no longer went in one cell, but went straight to the deepest part.
Fifty, fifty-one, fifty-two...
Liu Qinghuan silently counted the number of imprisoned people. It was more than he expected, which also meant that it would be correspondingly more difficult to rescue all these people.
Just as I was thinking, I suddenly heard the sound of kicking footsteps and vague conversations coming from deep inside the prison.
"...It is impossible to escape. I would say there is no need to patrol every day. No one has ever successfully escaped from the prison of death, regardless of whether he is Mahayana or Hinayana."
"There is nothing we can do. If we are found lazy by the superiors, we will be punished. Moreover, these guys will be dragged to Falling Sun Cliff tomorrow, so we have to make some preparations."
The sound of unlocking sounded. Liu Qinghuan turned the corner and took a quick glance. On the walls on both sides, there were no longer prisons that could be seen from the outside. Instead, there was an iron door separated by a long distance.
And two demon jailers were opening one of the doors.
The door seemed extremely heavy. After unlocking it, the two jailers immediately backed away and pushed the door open with their spears.
"Here you work harder, you didn't eat tonight!"
"I ate three big bowls! It's because you didn't try hard enough. Stop talking nonsense. Let's leave as soon as we're done!"
Another jailer complained in a low voice: "As long as I think about entering these cells, I may never get out again. My courage will be frightened. There is no need to use strength..."
Liu Qinghuan stood behind these two people, watching them chatter and chatter, and it took a long time to push the heavy iron door open a crack.
The swaying light of the torch in the corner passed in front of several people's eyes. Liu Qinghuan was facing the crack of the door. In an instant, it seemed as if countless ghost figures rushed out from the door, teeth and claws showing, and it was terrifying!
Liu Qinghuan was startled, and the two jailers were so frightened that they almost dropped their spears, but they could only cry sadly and continue to push the door.
With a "bang", the iron door finally opened completely. The firelight flickered again, revealing a black and reddish shadow. It didn't really rush out, but ran around on the wall, facing the two people outside the door.
The jailer roared fiercely.
Liu Qinghuan walked to the door and looked inside. He saw that the four walls of the prison, including the top of his head and his feet, were all covered with that kind of stuff. The most numerous ones were on the wall facing the door, where a large group of black shadows crowded together like a blur.
The ink stain, and under the ink stain, is a man lying motionless on the ground.
Ignoring the two demons who were still outside the door and did not dare to come in, Liu Qinghuan walked to the man's side in a few steps. The man was lying on his back, with a face stained with a lot of blood completely exposed.
Although he was not very upright, Liu Qinghuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief: he was not someone he knew, but a strange Mahayana monk.
At this time, the two jailers finally walked into the door. One of them took out a pair of iron caps and kept trembling and complaining. But his words, or a word in his words, suddenly caught Liu Qinghuan's attention.
It was a few difficult-to-pronounce demonic words that were put together again. Liu Qinghuan translated the word into human language in his mind, and was stunned for a moment, and his hair stood on end!
"Buddha Divine Light Iron!"
He suddenly looked at the opposite wall, and saw countless shadows crowded on the wall, looking at the man Xiu lying on the ground, like a group of evil ghosts guarding the food, salivating, ready to pounce out at any time.
The Buddha's Divine Light Iron is a top-quality material that can be used to refine the magic weapon of the Chaos Demon God. As long as a non-demonic person touches it, his body will be immobilized by the divine light, and his soul will be taken away by the demonic shadow and imprisoned in the iron stone.
Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but feel glad that he was now completely invisible and almost invincible. Otherwise, even if he didn't end up like the man in front of him, he would definitely show up and be caught by the jailer on the spot!
These demons actually imprisoned human cultivators in this way, and human cultivators’ souls were imprisoned between the light and iron of the pagoda. How could he save him?!