The first thousand nine hundred and sixty-nine chapters eighteenth floor
"Hey, Senior Brother Tianjie, look, why does that person look so similar to the Heavenly King?"
The internal space of the abyss is extremely vast. From the first level, you can lead to any level of prison. This tenth level is basically controlled by the gods, and there are also some strong men from the gods coming in and out.
Now some juniors from the God Clan have arrived and are escorting a prisoner. However, Shen Tianjie's expression changed drastically at this moment's words. Isn't the Lord of Heavenly King Dao Ling?
"How is that possible!"
A group of people were dumbfounded because they saw a person, a prisoner being escorted to Prison No. 10 by several guards!
Isn't he the Prince of Heaven? He is actually here. What is going on?
"No, no, this is impossible, this is not him..." Shen Yuhua's legs were shaking and her face was pale. She felt that this was impossible. This man must be too similar to Dao Ling.
Dao Ling is the Heavenly King, a powerful man in the Human Alliance, who was granted the title of Fenghou under the age of forty. He was very popular half a year ago, and countless women admired him. But how could a majestic Heavenly King appear in the abyss?
"Hahahahaha!"
Shen Tianjie almost burst out laughing and rushed forward. He looked at Dao Ling and laughed hysterically: "Hahaha, I'm laughing so hard, hahaha!"
Several members of the God Clan almost knelt on the ground and roared. The hatred between Dao Ling and the God Clan was not small, but now Dao Ling was imprisoned here.
"Is it that funny?" Dao Ling stared at these people.
"Hahaha!" Shen Tianjie roared and laughed: "You Dao Ling, you dare to be so arrogant when you are about to die. I told you a long time ago that future generations should know how to be low-key and patient, but you just didn't listen, no
listen!"
Shen Tianjie was going crazy, roaring to the sky, extremely happy.
"Senior Brother Tianjie, just chop him to death with one strike!" A member of the God Clan said with a ferocious smile, and even offered a magic sword.
"That's natural, how can we keep him alive!" Shen Tianjie said coldly, personally removing the thorn in his side, which was what he dreamed of.
Shen Xinye's expression changed drastically, and he quickly walked up and said, "No, he can't die. Don't mess around!"
"Presumptuous!" Shen Tianjie's expression turned cold and he shouted: "Who do you think you are? You dare to stop me from doing anything, get out of my way!"
Shen Xinye's face was a bit ferocious. Shen Tianjie was not an ordinary person after all, and he was not even Shen Tianjie's opponent.
Now that Dao Ling was directly taken away by Shen Tianjie, the expressions of several guards changed drastically. If Dao Ling died, they would not be able to communicate with each other.
"Dao Ling, I want you to see your head fall to the ground with your own eyes!" Shen Tianjie drew out a bright killing sword and laughed.
"Do you think you can kill me?" Dao Ling sneered: "Come here, I will stand here and let you chop. Cut one and let me take a look."
"You're looking for death!" Shen Tianjie's face turned green, and he couldn't bear to see Dao Ling being arrogant in front of him, especially in this situation!
He immediately drew out his killing sword and struck at him wildly, trying to chop off Dao Ling's head.
"Boom!"
However, before the killing sword landed on Dao Ling's neck, the whole killing sword was shattered, and a burst of cold energy came out.
This is a shadow wearing a jet-black armor and looking as cold as a god or demon striding towards him.
"Who!" Shen Tianjie's eyes were splitting as he stared at Shenzheng and said angrily: "Shenzheng, what are you doing? Ah!"
"My No. 10 dares to kill my prisoner." Shenzheng's face was like a knife, full of coldness, and he shouted: "Get out, get out, get out!"
"What a bastard!" A member of the God Clan was furious and shouted: "Shen Zheng, you are so bold, you dare to rebuke Senior Brother Tianjie!"
These God Clan members obviously did not take Shenzheng seriously. Shenzheng was assigned here by the God Clan to guard Prison No. 10. If he had not been a first-grade military lord, he would have died countless times!
"ah!"
The soles of Shenzheng's feet slammed into the ground, and the terrifying aura surged in, tearing the heaven and earth apart. He was like a god and demon, ruthless.
But this God Clan member was so crushed that he almost exploded and flew away with blood all over his body.
"You!" Shen Tianjie was furious. He didn't expect that Shenzheng would still be stubborn and stubborn, and even refused to give him face.
"If you don't leave, we will all be imprisoned in No. 10 Prison." Shenzheng said coldly.
"Damn it!" Shen Tianjie gritted his teeth and prepared to ask his master to personally kill Dao Ling. There was no way he could let Dao Ling live.
"We'll see!" Shen Tianjie snorted coldly and led the people away angrily.
Shen Zheng's eyes glanced at the silent Dao Ling and said: "Put the prisoners in the three rooms on the 10th into the thirteenth floor for three months."
"Three months!" Shen Xinye was so frightened that he almost peed and trembled all over. Three months. Does this mean that Daoling is going to be imprisoned to death?
However, in Shenzheng's rage, Shen Xinye did not dare to refute, and directly grabbed Daoling and pressed him towards the thirteenth abyss.
Shen Zheng was a little strange. If Dao Ling and Shen Tianjie really had a big feud, it would be impossible for Dao Ling to enter Prison No. 13 alive.
"Cousin, what are you doing?"
Shen Yuhua walked in, his eyes were red, and he shook his head and said: "How did you become like this? How did you become like them? Why, why!"
Shen Yuhua grabbed Shenzheng's arms out of control, shook him and said angrily: "Why do you do this, why!"
"What are you talking about?" Shenzheng frowned, his eyes full of melancholy and coldness a little confused.
"Why did you arrest him? Why, do you know who he is..."
Shen Yuhua's eyes were filled with tears, and he lost control and cried for a moment: "Why do you do this, why, you are qualified to arrest him, what qualifications do you have to arrest him, ah, you ask me, why, why
…”
Looking at Shen Yuhua who was kneeling on the ground helplessly and crying loudly, Shenzheng's cold heart was touched. Who is this person?
"Shut up!" Shen Bo came over with a gloomy face, and instantly grabbed Shen Yuhua with his palm, saying angrily: "What are you talking nonsense about? Ah!"
"Shenbo." Shenzheng stared at him and said, "What crime did the prisoner just commit?"
"It has nothing to do with you, you just need to do your job well. If you can't manage Prison No. 10, I can find someone to manage it for you!" Shenbo snorted heavily and left with Shen Yuhua angrily.
"Did I do something wrong? Did I do something wrong?"
"Who is he? Who is he?"
Shenzheng left and went to the thirteenth floor of the abyss, but he did not find Dao Ling. Dao Ling seemed to be missing. He seemed to have evaporated from Prison No. 10.
"Where are the people?" Shenzheng found Shen Xinye, and he knew that Shen Xinye was loyal to Shenbo.
"Lord Vice-President, what's wrong?" Shen Xinye was confused. He naturally knew what Shenzheng wanted to know, but he was not suitable to know this matter.
"ah!"
Shen Xinye's neck was almost crushed by Shenzheng. Shenzheng just stared at him and kept exerting force with his palms, and Shen Xinye's throat was about to break.
Shen Xinye pointed desperately and roared like a beast. He was almost crushed to death by Shenzheng. Yuanshen lost control and said: "It's been transferred. It's not in Prison No. 10, but on the 18th floor!"
Shenzheng's face was a little gloomy. He had never been to the 18th floor and it was a forbidden place for him.
But several prisoners were transferred to Prison No. 10 before, which was on the 18th floor, which made Shenzheng a little scared.
The eighteenth floor doesn't look like a prison.
The fiber optics in this space are dark, and the air is very cold, bitingly cold, several times colder than No. 10!
Dao Ling felt as if his flesh and blood were frozen, and his footsteps were heavy. There were people here, from all races, and there were hundreds of them.
When they gathered together, they were all silent, with few words spoken.
"Here comes a newcomer."
Someone opened their eyes and said something, and hundreds of people stood up, including men, women, and children.
Their eyes are very complicated, regretful, sad, desperate...
Dao Ling walked over with heavy steps. He looked at these people one after another.
People on the 18th floor looked at each other. What is this young man looking for?
Finally he found a young man. Under the young man's doubtful eyes, Dao Ling patted him on the shoulder and said, "You are Jian Tianfeng."
"You..." Jian Tianhua was speechless, who is this kid?
Dao Ling saw another old man with gray hair, straight back and cloudy eyes.
Dao Ling looked at him and said in a deep voice: "Are you the God of War?"