"If everything is explained truthfully, then everyone's hope of survival will be even slimmer. But in order to survive, how can we mistakenly tell the layout of this iron prison and push others to the abyss of death?" Wang Yi struggled deep in his heart.
He wants to live, but he doesn't want this life to come at the expense of someone else's death.
After a moment, the figure returned to Wang Yi. Wang Yi, who was lying on the ground like soft mud, was shaken and regained consciousness. He slowly opened his bloodshot eyes and gasped.
A weak breath.
"Wang Yi, how are you? Are you okay? Do you want to take a few more pills?" Zhao Wei asked hurriedly, and all the disciples looked at Wang Yi nervously.
"Well, let me slow down for a moment and then tell everyone about the layout of this iron prison!" Wang Yi said with dim eyes. He was still struggling in his heart. He didn't know how to choose.
"Okay, okay, as long as you're fine, it doesn't matter if we discuss the layout of the iron prison later!" Zhou Luo said with concern for Wang Yi.
Wang Yi looked over and nodded gently, remained silent, closed his eyes and rested his mind. The other disciples of his master were all nervous. They were worried about how to get out, not Wang Yi's flesh and blood body.
But now that Wang Yi is their hope, they can only worry.
Several days had passed since Wang Yi closed his eyes. At this time, his blood and spiritual power had also recovered a little. At this time, he opened his tired eyes with warm words and said dumbly, "This iron prison is thousands of years old."
Mi, there are countless disciples who died here, but there are only ten disciples in charge, and they are all at the third level of the First Awareness Realm.
There is only one exit in this iron prison, which can be said to be closed. If you want to rush out, you must rush up and rush straight towards this corridor. If those ten people do not die, we will die!"
Wang Yi's face was expressionless and indifferent. There was no trace of lying on his serious face. At this time, his heart became uneasy. In order to survive, he chose to be cold-blooded. In order to survive, he abandoned his concepts and even more.
Dozens of lives! However, the cruel reality of all this changed him.
"What, you read that right, there are less than ten people guarding it?" a disciple asked in disbelief.
"It's absolutely true! Even if we can escape from this iron prison, the chance of surviving in a fight with them is extremely small. I'm not lying to you. If you want to give it a try, then we will make a good plan.
If you don’t believe me, then just struggle to your death here!”
When Wang Yi said this, there was no trace of emotion in his eyes, as if he had been used to it for a long time, reflecting a cold look. However, Zhao Wei and Zhou Luo saw all this in their eyes.
The abnormality made them suspicious, but they all remained silent.
"Damn it, let's fight. It's better to just lie here and wait for death than to fight!"
"Yes, with so many of us, even if we can't defeat them, at least some of us can escape from them!"
"Well, you need to plan carefully!"
"It's useless! Your spiritual power can't function at all with this demon flower in your hands. If you rush forward, you can only be used as cannon fodder!" Zhou Luo said with a solemn expression.
"That's true, so I'm going to conduct an experiment to see if this fire attack can make this demon flower burn out!" A ray of light burst out from Wang Yi's eyes, but his expression was still as cold as ice.
"Okay! Then you can experiment with it for a while!"
"Huh, can I wait for you to wait? If I'm right, you don't have many pills in your hands. I will launch a fire attack tonight! Success or failure depends on this!" Wang Yi said firmly.
"So how can we help?"
"Just watch it!"
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Haishi has come, the night has darkened, and a deathly silence broke out in the iron prison. However, everyone was nervous and excited. Wang Yi, who attracted everyone's attention, was already gathering flames.
.
His hands were all red, as if they were a ball of blazing flames, and a dazzling light burst out from the dark iron prison. The atmosphere around him also rose sharply, and layers of heat waves hit his face.
Come.
But the demonic flower on the left arm and right leg erupted with a terrifying suction force, absorbing a large amount of spiritual power and blood. Wang Yi had to endure the severe pain and relied on perseverance to survive.
Persevering hard.
At this moment, all the muscles in his body were trembling, and his face was even more pale. The demonic flowers on his left arm and right leg actually started to sway at this moment, growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, reaching over a hundred meters in the blink of an eye.
High, but Wang Yi's whole body is now red, as if he is a burning person.
The scorching temperature rose sharply. At this moment, he was like a volcano erupting. It was still accumulating, but the fire was already burning in his body, and the heat wave was rolling in. It was extremely hot. At this moment, all his bones and meridians were being burned.
Occupied by this raging fire.
Finally, the scene that excited everyone appeared. They saw that the two demon flowers growing on Wang Yi were slowly drying up and shrinking several times. Wang Yi also noticed this scene and was even more excited.
Immediately, a ball of flame condensed on his right hand and shot out towards the demonic flower.
The moment the flames touched the demonic flower, the demonic flower seemed to be terrified. It hurriedly swayed its body, trying to avoid the blazing flames, but everything was too late, and it even made a "buzzing" sound, and then
So that the raging fire burned together.
Immediately, a strong spiritual power suddenly spread out and filled the iron prison. Everyone saw this scene with excited expressions and excitement on their faces.
At this time, Wang Yi's physical strength was already exhausted, but he swallowed dozens of pills and continued to persevere. He quickly condensed the blazing fire on his right hand again, and kept shooting at everyone's demon flowers.
When he came out, wisps of green smoke suddenly lit up in the iron prison, and the sound of "squeaking" was endless.
The faces of all the disciples were filled with joy, and their hearts were filled with excitement. The demonic flowers on their bodies were already burning in the flames, and would be reduced to ashes in just a moment. The stone that was pressing on them was finally released.
"Wang Yi, I will remember your great kindness! If I can go out to this post and meet you, I will definitely embrace your great kindness!"
"Yes, we remember your kindness."
All the disciples were thanking Wang Yi for a while, and their hearts were filled with gratitude to him.
The actions of Wang Yi and his group seemed to be hidden, but when the raging fire was ignited, the guarding disciples had already discovered, "This kid is not simple! Go and find out which sect he is a disciple of!"
"yes!"
"Senior brother, do you want to take them???"
"No need. Master said that we only need to guard and not suppress them. Besides, they are still in this iron prison. What's more, if they want to escape, they have to fight with us. Haha, maybe there is something in it.
How many disciples can enter this sect! Humph, let’s go!”
The disciple grinned, as if all this was just a game. If you lose, you will die, but if you win, you will be promoted!
