Chapter 397: The Four Powerhouses, Seeing Innate Spirit Treasures Again
"Don't worry, brother, I won't let you stay for a long time. If I am locked up as a serious criminal, I will never be able to come out again."
Hong Ming laughed heartily.
The jailer opened the cell door and led Hong Ming deeper into the cell.
Sure enough, there was no one in this dungeon.
But unlike what the jailer said, Hong Ming saw some dead bones when he passed by the dungeon.
What does this mean?
There used to be people in the dungeon, but after the Immortal City became the Immortal City, these people all died in mysterious ways.
The jailer himself was affected by the death energy, but he didn't know it at all.
When they reached the end of the dungeon, the jailer took out the fairy weapon and opened the door of the dungeon.
The Heavenly Prison is hidden in the void, making it even harder to escape.
Hong Ming stepped into the prison.
This heavenly prison is wider, like a huge palace, with prison doors all around the palace.
There were not many people in this cell door, and each one exuded an astonishing aura. Hong Ming felt frightened just by looking at them.
"Hey, a little guy came to this place."
"Haha, I'm still a young girl. I really don't know how I got caught."
“It’s hard to imagine how high the heavens and the earth are that you can still come in when the fairy city has turned into a dead city.”
…
There was someone inside the cell door.
Hong Ming's eyes widened with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Okay, let's take this place. I've heard about this place. A strong man who practiced Yin Yang Dao was once imprisoned in it. He later died. It is said that the Lord of the City once came here to meditate."
The jailer spoke, then lowered his voice:
"The other people in this place are extremely vicious, but these people have been sealed to death and cannot escape. Don't listen to their nonsense."
"Thank you bro."
Hong Ming stepped into the cell.
The jailer closed the door, locked it, and turned to leave.
After the jailer left, Hong Ming had time to observe several other cells.
"The Heavenly Prison contains extremely vicious and powerful people. According to what the jailer said, the powerful people who can be imprisoned here are at least at the Xuanxian level, which is also the Demon King level."
"Finally I can enter this place to take a look. The city lord once said that there are six places in the fairy city that are most likely to hide innate spiritual treasures, and this place is one of them."
Hong Ming turned around and looked at several other cells.
It's a pity that several cells are silent.
Hong Ming couldn't see who was in the other cells, so he could only turn around and look at his own cell.
This cell is very wide, with a length and width of three feet.
Hong Ming walked inside and saw the runes on the wall.
The black and white runes are still shining brightly after who knows how long.
Hong Ming took one look at it and felt that the runes were extremely mysterious, and the Yin and Yang avenues seemed to be escaping from them.
"This rune is not simple!"
Hong Ming sat down cross-legged and tried his best to understand the rune.
It took Hong Ming four hours to comprehend the first rune before he woke up leisurely.
"This rune contains this person's understanding of the Yin-Yang Dao and his explanation of his own skills. He just integrated his own Dao into other monks. This idea is too scary!"
After Hong Ming understood a rune, he was speechless.
I don’t know which strong person left this rune here.
But there is no doubt that he must be a strong man in the demonic way. This method of understanding the great way is simply insane.
This strong man's cultivation method is very strange. He silently integrates his own Dao and soul into other monks in a special way.
In this way, after other monks understand the great way, this strong man can sit back and enjoy the success.
This method is simply incredible.
The first rune is a head start, but from every angle, this method is perfect.
"Could it be that the Immortal City became what it is now because the Lord of the City wanted to use all the monks in the Immortal City to understand the avenue of life and death, and that's why the Immortal City became what it is now?"
Hong Ming had a bold guess in his heart.
Hong Ming was shocked when this speculation appeared.
If this is really the case, then the lord of this fairy city is really crazy.
Night falls quickly.
The aura of death filled the sky prison this time even more intensely.
At this time, the other four heavenly prisons all remembered the sound of wailing.
Even Xuanxian and Demon Emperor were tortured under this death aura.
But at this moment, Hong Ming was still not worried.
The magical power of chaos exudes a faint light of chaos, resisting all the energy of death.
This light escapes and shines clearly in the dark night.
"How is this possible? This kid actually has an innate spiritual treasure in his body?"
In the prison not far away, a monk appeared with blood spreading all over his body. The monk's body was surrounded by blood, resisting the death energy around him. Death energy and blood energy resisted each other, constantly torturing the monk's body and soul.
But when the monk looked at Hong Ming, his eyes showed a fierce light.
"Innate Spiritual Treasure, as long as I get this Innate Spiritual Treasure, I can escape from this place."
The blood monk looked at Hong Ming, and a huge aura came from his body.
Hong Ming felt this breath and was surprised.
Even Hong Ming, the Nine-Headed Demon Emperor, has a lower aura than this blood monk.
Fortunately, no matter how powerful the blood monk is, the surrounding prisons are extremely strong, suppressing the blood energy and preventing even a single bit of it from coming out.
"So what if there really is an innate spiritual treasure? This place is already a dead city. That old guy Mingyou already wanted to die. Before he died, he even held us on his back. If this continues, all of us will die here.
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Another person spoke.
Five colors of light shone on this man's body, and his body was covered with a layer of five-color robes, and his expression was extremely arrogant.
Hong Ming felt the gorgeous clothes and his eyes tightened:
"The day after tomorrow spiritual treasure!"
The man with a proud look actually had an acquired spiritual treasure on his body, and he seemed to be of extremely high rank.
And what this person cultivated was actually the magical power of five-color divine light.
The five-color divine light is extremely difficult to cultivate. In the immortal world, it is a great magical power. It is rare for people to practice it to a high level, but this person is actually extremely proficient in it.
"Innate Spiritual Treasure? I think you guys are blind. If this person had an innate Spiritual Treasure, he would be filled with precious light. How could he be like now, with only a layer of chaotic light?"
Another person stood at the cell door and looked over.
Hong Ming turned sideways and could vaguely feel the unique aura of this person.
That kind of terrifying power and domineering aura.
Avenue of power!
The breath of witchcraft.
Death energy invaded all around, but the witch clan resisted it alive.
These three people are all ruthless people.
But what Hong Ming was most curious about was the cell in the deepest part of the prison. In that cell, a faint light emerged. The light was mysterious and mysterious, exuding the same chaotic atmosphere.
It's just that compared to the chaotic aura on Hong Ming's body, the chaotic aura is deeper and heavier.
"Innate Spiritual Treasure?"
Hong Ming whispered.
"Yes, that is the innate spirit treasure. I and several others were imprisoned in this place by that old guy Mingyou, and were tortured to the point of excruciating pain. Only that guy had the innate spirit treasure to protect him."
The old man of the Wu clan said in a low voice.
But after finishing speaking, before Hong Ming could speak, the three of them returned to their cells and ignored Hong Ming. No matter how Hong Ming spoke, the three of them remained silent.
Hong Ming had no choice but to continue to comprehend the runes on the wall.
One night, Hong Ming meditated on three runes, but felt exhausted.
The next day, the lifeless energy dissipated, and Hong Ming had no energy.
"If we go by the inheritance here, the Lord of the Immortal City may have really built this dead city on purpose!"
Hong Ming's voice was very calm, but it spread throughout the surroundings.
"Hmph, kid, don't think you've understood a little bit of the truth just because you dare to talk nonsense. That guy Mingyou is stubborn, aloof, and stubborn. However, this person has an excellent reputation in the fairy world. He hates evil as much as he hates it. He never threatens others.
Man, if he builds this dead city, wouldn’t he want to kill millions or even tens of millions of living creatures in this fairy city?”
Blood Buddha's voice was hoarse, and his mockery was undisguised.
In addition, the man in colorful clothes beside him also spoke:
"Yes, although I am not convinced by Mingyou, this person has a rare good temperament. Among the many hypocrites in mankind, he is the most sincere and sincere person. There is no way this person can build this dead city."
"Then how many years have you been imprisoned here?"
Hong Ming said: "Do you know how this dead city came to be? What happened outside?"
"Hmph, I have been imprisoned in this place for 150 million years. At the beginning, there was no death energy. However, over the years, the jailers who came in have long since become immortal, neither human nor ghost, nor reincarnation. Look.
In this way, the fairy city should have been destroyed, surrounded by some kind of large formation, and turned into a dead land!" the blood monk said.
"Yes, that guy Mingyou should be dead, otherwise this place wouldn't be like this."
The man in colorful attire spoke, turned to Hong Ming, and spoke again:
"Now you can tell me, what is happening outside?"
"About tens of millions of years ago, there was a great war in the fairy world, and the lord of the fairy city died. In that war, a piece of the fairy world was broken, and this piece fell into the mortal world, forming the small fairy world. Now.
This fairy city is called the City of the Dead. All the creatures in the city live by day and die by night, and have become neither alive nor dead."
"This is impossible."
The man in colorful clothes immediately retorted, staring at Hong Ming with anger on his face:
"Although Mingyou has a bad temper, his strength has reached an incredible level. Even among my Phoenix clan, he is at the level of Demon Saint, and not many people can reach it. In the fairy world, except for those few
Except for the demon lord, the Taoist master, and the Buddha, there are not many people who can kill him."
"good."
The blood monk also spoke:
"Although Kong Zhen has a bad temper and is a little weaker, he is a direct descendant of the Phoenix clan after all. Normally, the Phoenix clan would have sent people to rescue him. It can make the Phoenix clan helpless. Mingyou is extremely powerful. It is impossible to be like this.
He died."
Neither of them believed it.
Another person stood up and said leisurely:
"That's not necessarily true. Although this Tianlao is alone in a space, it is connected to the fairy city after all. Everyone can also feel the changes outside the Tianlao over the years. The surrounding fairy aura is getting weaker and weaker, and from the void
I can’t refine the profound energy of heaven and earth, and none of this can be fake.”
The other two were silent.
"Whatever you know, tell me!"
The blood monk sat at the door of the cell and asked.
The voice was low and silent.
Hong Ming told everything he knew about Xiancheng.
After speaking this time, the three of them were silent.
Hong Ming didn't say anything after he finished speaking.
But at this moment, the door of the prison opened and the jailer walked in.
"Brother, let's go quickly. You won't feel good if you stay here any longer. If something goes wrong, you'll be in trouble." The jailer said.
But at this moment, from the door deep in the prison, a figure broke through the space and walked out.
This man was about ten years old, with a green face, and he was holding a sword in his hand. The sword flashed with thunder, and flew out with a whoosh, directly blowing the jailer into pieces.
Hong Ming and the other four were shocked.
This person actually tore apart the space here easily.
"You've always been able to get out?"
The members of the peacock clan in colorful costumes spoke with an unbelievable look in their eyes.
The ten-year-old young man nodded and said with a matter-of-fact expression: "Why can't I go out? I came in just because I wanted to find a place to practice cultivation and begged someone to lock me in. But I didn't expect that,
In the blink of an eye, after practicing for so many years, Mingyou has been dead for so long."
As soon as he said this, the other three people fell silent.
"By the way, I remember that Mingyou also has two innate spiritual treasures, which should still be hidden in the fairy city. I'll go look for them."
The young man suddenly remembered something and his eyes lit up.
The purple sword swung through the space here, and then the young man entered the space and disappeared.
After the man disappeared, the stunned Hong Ming asked:
"What is the background of this senior? He actually has innate spiritual treasures. Are there so many innate spiritual treasures in the fairy world?"
When the man in colorful clothes heard this, he rolled his eyes at Hong Ming and said:
"Don't talk nonsense. If there are so many innate spiritual treasures, why don't I have any? Although my Phoenix clan is much poorer than dozens of ancestors ago, it is still famous. I don't have any innate spiritual treasures, and ordinary monks don't.
Got it."
"What about him?"
Hong Ming was confused.
"That great god has a great background. I remember that Mingyou was very polite when he came to see him."
The blood monk spoke.
On the other hand, the man from the Wu tribe sat there silently.
The three of them didn't speak, and Hong Ming was helpless.
Sitting in the cell, Hong Ming continued to meditate on the runes left on the wall of the cell.
This rune is really interesting.
For a month, Hong Ming has been meditating on this rune, but the more he meditates, the more Hong Ming feels that the runes and techniques left here by this person are mysterious and unpredictable.
A month later, the door to the prison was opened again.
This time, a shocking scene occurred.
The same jailer appeared in front of the four people, but this time when Hong Ming greeted the jailer, the jailer took the fairy whip and whipped Hong Ming.
"Who are you? You dare to get close to me."
"Stay here well, the people imprisoned here are all heinous people."
The jailer hit Hong Ming several times, checked him, and then turned around and left.
Hong Ming suddenly woke up:
"The city lord is not dead, not dead, this is an immortal world, this fairy city is an immortal world."