With an expressionless face, Chen Fan kicked the door open and walked towards the next place. In this dungeon, there were nine cells in total. Nearly half of the people incarcerated were already dead. When they arrived at the fourth cell, the fifth cell
, Chen Fan released several more people one after another. These people were all famous figures in the southern country.
Chen Fan released everyone in the third level dungeon, which was enough to shock the world.
I believe that even this prince cannot hold on!
"Three Ninth Heavens have been released. Counting the two elders from the Inner Sect of my Holy Land, there are five of them!" A master from the Inner Sect's Eighth Heaven said with great ambition, "It's completely safe now.
Haha, this king never dreamed that such a day would come."
"No matter how strong he is, he will die here today!"
"This..." Leng Lingsa hesitated for a moment, always feeling that this matter would not be that simple.
Chen Fan glanced at this man, didn't say anything, and just walked towards the next prison. Chen Fan had never seen this prince before, but from Li Cheng's description, I'm afraid this prince was not too simple.
And although these people they released were once famous and great figures of the generation, they were all defeated by the prince who failed to attack Beilang Mountain and was captured here.
Moreover, when they were released this time, each of these people had already lost their energy and blood, and their strength was not as good as before. It would take at least several months to regain their strength.
If you go out to fight like this, your combat power will not reach 40% of its peak level. Chen Fan is not optimistic about it.
But... I think it's enough to besiege this monarch with five Ninth Heavenly Ones, right?
Chen Fan frowned and thought in his mind.
"Don't think too simplistically." Li Cheng swallowed dryly, his face looking a little ugly. He glanced at these people and said in a deep voice, "This monarch is far from what you know. Just five people like this can do it together."
If we can’t win, we still have two arguments.”
"Hey, forget it, let's release the last person and let's leave quickly. We can't interfere here anymore."
Li Cheng swallowed dryly.
It was okay for Li Cheng to say this alone, but at this moment, the disciples in the Holy Land who had just been released from the dungeon were also feeling sad and nodded in unison.
Even Liu Ying frowned, his eyes full of worry.
"Hmph, I think you are just scared out of your wits." The inner sect masters of the Holy Land were disdainful. They crossed their hands and glanced at these people. These people were all just people from the outer sect. What did they know?
Moreover, they were all defeated generals. The masters were all killed by Junhou, so it is understandable that they are scared out of their wits now.
This master is disdainful, these outer sect people are really inferior to each other from generation to generation.
Li Cheng glanced at this man and gritted his teeth, but was too lazy to argue with him. He just said, "Quickly go to the last one." A group of people walked away, and Chen Fan opened the way. The last prison cell was at the innermost place.
The end of the dungeon is several times wider than other prisons.
There is no one here, and it can be seen that even the jailer is afraid of this person. When we get here, the light is extremely dim, and we can only see the iron pillar blocking the way, which is as thick as an adult man's thigh.
Even the ground is covered with iron thorns, which seem unwilling to let people pass by.
"Who are being imprisoned here?" Seeing such a formation, the people in the Holy Land stopped moving forward. They frowned and had a solemn expression on their faces. Before they passed the exam, they already felt a terrifying evil aura coming towards their faces.
Already.
At this point, Li Cheng and others did not dare to go any further no matter what.
"Whoever he is, it will be over if he is released." The master from the Holy Land said disdainfully.
"Mr. Chen." Han Wuya took a step forward and said with a slightly solemn expression, "Juniors have heard about the person imprisoned here. This person was a master in the Southern Kingdom who was as famous as the king, 'Blood Massacre'
', I heard that he killed people like crazy. He had killed no less than five masters of the same realm, killed over ten thousand people, and his real hands were covered in blood."
"Fifty years ago, I reached the peak of the Nine Heavens. I came to Beilang Mountain to challenge this monarch. I want to prove who is the number one bandit in the southern country."
"It's a pity that it has disappeared since then."
"It was only when this junior came here that I realized that this bloody massacre was not dead back then, but was just imprisoned in this dungeon."
After Han Wuya finished speaking, these people took a breath of air, "Xue Tu!" They knew this man. When he said this, the expressions on these people's faces changed.
Xuetu, a truly murderous demon, was once as famous as Junhou in the world.
Fifty years ago, after this man attacked Beilang Mountain, Xue Tu disappeared. Only then did people gradually forget his once terrifying reputation, just like the shadow of a tree, it gradually dispersed, and thus became a prince.
This is an extremely evil name.
However, this man is not dead? And he is imprisoned in this dungeon?
A person's name is like a tree's shadow. When they hear this name, the faces of everyone present change color. Is it really good to let such a person out? He won't create a second king, right?
When this bloody massacre was taking place across the world, the person present was just a junior.
Facing such a fierce person, none of these people dared to face him at the moment.
After looking at them, Chen Fan said expressionlessly, "You guys wait here, I'll go in and take a look."
"Hey." Before Li Cheng could stop him, Chen Fan had already walked over. After thinking for a moment, the rest of the people just swallowed and did not dare to go over. They were still afraid of this monarch from the bottom of their hearts.
Han Wuya had no expression on his face and was extremely confident. He seemed to believe that nothing would happen to Mr. Chen.
As he walked past, these iron thorns had turned into powder under Chen Fan's feet. When he walked closer to the iron prison, Chen Fan stepped forward and took a look. Only then was he convinced that there was a person imprisoned in this dungeon, and that he was not dead yet.
He grabbed the iron pillar as thick as a thigh with both hands. The golden light filled his hands, and Chen Fan pulled the iron pillar away.
After pulling open the iron pillar, Chen Fan walked in slowly with no expression on his face.
The treatment given to this bloody butcher by Junhou was really good. The chains locked on his body were several times more numerous and thicker than those of the people in the first eight dungeons. Chen Fan was slightly stunned when he saw this man.
Suddenly, he saw a skinny old man with a gray head, fluffy and messy, and a body like a skinny mouse. He was sitting cross-legged on the ground, motionless.
"Blood massacre?" Chen Fan asked with an expressionless face, and the old man raised his head.
A face that has experienced vicissitudes of life, full of bark-like features.
There was a terrible scar on the cheek, and there was an astonishing look of inhuman madness in the two eyes. Suddenly seeing such a face, I am afraid that someone else would have lost his mind and be so scared that he would pee his pants.
.
A very strong bloody scent.
Chen Fan frowned, this Xue Tu had fallen into the devil's path. He had killed too many people, and he was destined to be unable to break through to the realm of holding pills.
People who practice cultivation will be punished by heaven. Once they act against heaven or commit murder, they will be tainted by karma. The true energy in the Dantian will gradually turn into the color of blood. If this happens, even if this person
It becomes a "demon"
As for demons, not only are they not tolerated by monks, they are also not tolerated by heaven. Once they break through, the punishment from heaven and earth will be ten times more severe!
Therefore, it is extremely difficult for demons to break through. Of course, demons' combat power is often quite terrifying.
A demon who stays in a certain realm can probably compete with Chen Fan at its peak state!
In the same situation, it is enough to sweep across!
However, this does not include the one in front of me.
Such a demon is too weak. It would be fanciful to want to be on an equal footing with Chen Fan's combat power.
Looking at this bloody massacre, Chen Fan frowned and said coldly, "Are you still conscious?"
"Ho ho." Xuetu looked at Chen Fan up and down. In his weathered eyes, he could vaguely see the young man in white clothes standing in front of him, with an extremely young look on his face. "The boy from the Holy Land? See you.
My Grandpa Xue Tu, you don’t seem to be panicking at all? I don’t see many people as calm as you.”
"But don't let me go yet." As he spoke, his eyes flashed with bloodlust, staring up and down at Chen Fan.