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Chapter six hundred and thirtieth behind bars

Zhan Chen was taken out of the valley by Xiao Xie and others, and his eyes suddenly opened up. So he looked forward and was shocked. What appeared in front of him was a huge demon kingdom, built on the endless wilderness.

The sky over the Ten Thousand Demons Sect is gray, full of turbid and dark spiritual energy. Although this place is not originally a place where Yin energy prevails, Zhan Chen can clearly feel that there is a magical power in this land that can lurk in the land.

The dark power from the ground is continuously extracted to the ground, dyeing the entire world black. Obviously, this is the "masterpiece" of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect. Large-scale sects can already transcend geographical restrictions when selecting sites to establish sects, making the impossible possible.

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Looking at the land shrouded in the gray sky, there are tall black buildings lined up, row after row, extending into the distance, like a black ocean, connected to the gray sky, making it impossible for people to tell where the sky is.

, where is the land.

And among these contiguous buildings, there are huge castles standing, each one hundreds of meters high, and the one in the center is even more than a thousand meters high, reaching into the sky. They are really man-made.

mountain peak!

"Zhan Chen, what are you looking at? Get out of here!" At this time, Tsui Hark, who was standing behind him, pushed his shoulder hard, causing the latter to stagger and almost fall.

Zhan Chen turned around and glared at him fiercely. Xu Ke was about to have a fit, but was stopped by Xiao Xie. Xiao Xie proudly said to Zhan Chen: "Zhan Chen, have you seen this? This is what we are all about."

Demon Sect, there are thousands of disciples of our sect living in this area, and the number of strong men like you with Immortal Realm cultivation has reached one hundred thousand!"

Zhan Chen was not intimidated by the power of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect. He pointed at the tall castles in the center and asked, "What are those?"

A look of yearning appeared on Xiao Xie's face, and he solemnly said: "Those high towers are called Ten Thousand Demons Towers. They are the places where only our Ten Thousand Demons Sect elders and sect masters are qualified to live. Naturally, only Sect Master Qiao is qualified to live in the tallest one in the center.

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"Does Joe hate the sky?"

"That's right, I didn't expect you to know."

Zhan Chen didn't answer. Qiao Hentian still held the other seven copies of "Shadowless Magic" in his hands. This secret was told to him by his master Mei Qing, but she had already passed away. Recalling this, Zhan Chen felt unavoidable.

It's a bit sentimental. But now that he has become a clay bodhisattva crossing the river, he cannot save himself, and his desire to collect all "Shadowless Divine Art" seems to have become a dream.

"Senior Brother Xiao, it's time to go. After we two brothers send Zhan Chen to the dungeon, we still have to go back to our duties!" At this time, Chen Kun reminded at the side.

"Okay, let's go!" Xiao Xie said.

Therefore, the four of them continued to walk forward and entered the Ten Thousand Demons Sect. Looking around, they could see disciples of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect wearing gray robes walking on the street, all of them arrogant and arrogant.

This is a sect with strict hierarchies. When disciples with lower cultivation bases see disciples with higher cultivation bases, they must bow and be as submissive as a dog. However, there are disciples with higher cultivation bases above them who have higher cultivation bases. They are one level above the other.

Level, only the superior enlightened ancestors don’t need to be afraid of anyone.

Xiao Xie's current cultivation level is only at the intermediate level of Immortal Yuan, so basically no one pays attention to him, even though he was originally considered a young talent within the Ten Thousand Demons Sect.

Seeing the desolation of the world, his unwillingness became even more intense, and his desire to restore his cultivation became more intense. At the same time, his hatred for Zhan Chen and Zhan Xueting also invisibly amplified several times, and he uttered harsh words against Zhan Chen.

Come: "Zhan Chen, just wait for me. When I recover my cultivation, I will let you taste the real hell!"

Zhan Chen glanced at him contemptuously and did not reply. Instead, he focused on observing the surrounding environment. Although he was in such a desperate situation, he still had a firm belief in his heart that he would definitely escape from here.

Zhan Chen walked for nearly half an hour before he saw the eighteenth-level dungeon that Xiao Xie and the others were talking about. It was a huge city like a fortress. The city walls were nearly a hundred meters high. However, this height was not suitable for immortals.

It still doesn't make any sense.

But after Zhan Chen observed it, he found that these city walls were carved with many complicated red lines, which were very similar to the patterns of the spiritual formations he had seen, and he had doubts in his heart. Although he hated Xiao Xie, he wanted to make it easier to escape in the future.

, I still had to ask him for advice, pointing to the patterns on the city wall and asking: "What are the patterns carved on these walls?"

Xiao Xie replied: "What is written on the city wall is the air ban. With them, all the prisoners in the dungeon cannot fly and can only walk on the ground." Then he smiled and said: "Zhan Chen, you will definitely know how to do it.

If you want to escape from here, I tell you, don’t even think about it, it will only make you die faster. No one has been able to escape from this dungeon successfully, even those who are powerful in the Ming Dharma Realm!"

After hearing his words, Zhan Chen's heart sank, but the belief in his heart still did not collapse.

Before walking to the fortress, Zhan Chen looked up and saw two large dark red characters "DUNGEON" carved on the top of the city gate, like solidified blood, while the gate was a huge metal plate, nearly thirty meters high.

, it is also engraved with complex formations, which are integrated with the restrictions on the surrounding city walls.

There were twenty guards on both sides of the gate, each with advanced cultivation and a mysterious and powerful aura exuding from their bodies. When they saw Xiao Xie and others coming with people, they stopped them and shouted:

"Stop! Who are you? Why are you here in the forbidden area of ​​the dungeon?"

Xiao Xie took out the letter written by Gao Song and handed it to the leading guard. He said, "I am Xiao Xie. This is a letter written by my senior brother Gao Song. I want to escort a prisoner to the dungeon."

The leading guard took the letter and read it. He was awe-struck and saluted Xiao Xie, saying, "It turns out it was Elder Gao's intention. Please forgive me for being disrespectful."

"It doesn't matter."

The leading guard turned his head and shouted to the people on the city wall: "Open the city gate!" Then there was a rumble on the city gate, and it slowly rose up, revealing its ferocious appearance.

"Zhan Chen, let's go!" Xiao Xie shouted. Chen Kun and Xu Hark sandwiched Zhan Chen and dragged him into the gate.

After entering the gate, Zhan Chen immediately felt that he was restrained by an invisible pressure and could not leave the ground at all. He frowned slightly and thought: "The air restriction is indeed powerful, which undoubtedly makes it possible for me to escape from here.

Sexuality has been reduced countless times.”

At this time, a burst of noise coming from not far away attracted Zhan Chen's attention. Looking towards the direction of the sound, he saw a group of prisoners wearing prison uniforms having fun in the square not far away.

All of them were unkempt, their clothes were sloppy, their prison uniforms were more or less stained with blood, and they were wearing handcuffs and shackles. They looked worse than beggars.

Around these people, there were many disciples of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect standing. They stared at these prisoners with wary eyes, looking at them hard, obviously to guard against what these people would do when they took advantage of the opportunity.

Unruly behavior.

Seeing this scene, Zhan Chen was thinking again: "Is there still a release? Great! Maybe I can get some ideas from this..."

Then they walked along the avenue and crossed the square, and saw a majestic building with a height of 100 meters standing in front of them. There were also disciples of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect guarding the door of the building. It must be a confidential place. Here they were stopped again, Xiao

Xie had no choice but to show the letter to the guard again, and then said it again: "I brought a prisoner here on the order of Elder Gao, and I want to see the elder Xu Han." Only then were they released.

Zhan Chen followed Xiao Xie to the top floor and met Xu Han, now the general manager of the dungeon. As soon as they met, Xiao Xie handed over the letter. Xu Hanzai looked at it carefully and then raised his head.

He came, stared at Xiao Xie, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Xiao Xie, I recognize you! I think you were also one of the young talents in the sect at the beginning. How did you end up having to lose your soul?"

Xiao Xie sighed and said: "Elder Xu, it's hard to explain in one sentence, but the person I brought this time named Zhan Chen humiliated me in every possible way when I lost all my cultivation, and he almost became my heart.

Demon, if I don't torture him well, I'm afraid I won't be able to improve my cultivation for the rest of my life if I don't torture him properly. I'm afraid I'll be able to keep him here temporarily and ask Elder Xu to help me take care of him for a hundred years."

Xu Han asked doubtfully: "Xiao Xie, I'm curious. Since you have already caught him, why do you have to wait for him to recover? Can't you just torture him to death?"

Xiao Xie was stunned for a moment and thought to himself: "This Xu Han is indeed very scheming. He is much harder to fool than Gao Song. It seems that I have to know more!" So he explained: "This - Elder Xu, I will

Let me tell you straight, there is something I want in this kid, and I want to use the soul-searching technique on him, but I have to wait until my cultivation level recovers."

"Soul-searching art!" Zhan Chen shuddered instinctively after hearing these four words, and couldn't help but think of all the things he had seen about this evil art.

The art of searching for souls is a sorcery. It is a method that uses one's own powerful soul to forcefully read the memory of the opponent. It requires a cultivation level above the Yuan Shen realm to be used, and the soul cultivation level of the caster is stronger than that of the victim.

It takes a lot of time to do it, but the soul-searching technique has bad side effects, that is, the person whose soul is searched will have memory confusion, or even become a dementia and become a walking zombie. It is simply worse than death. When I think of Xiao Xie using this method to

How could Zhan Chen not feel scared when dealing with himself?

Only then did Xu Han suddenly realize, nodded and said: "So that's it, it is true that performing the Soul Searching Technique requires the cultivation of the Soul Realm, then okay!"

When Xiao Xie saw that Xu Han agreed, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Thank you, Elder Xu, for your permission! But I have an unkind request."

"Say it!"

"Then you must save Zhan Chen's life for me, because what he has on him is very important to me!"

Xu Han was stunned for a moment and then agreed: "Okay, for Gao Song's sake, I agree to this!"


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