The fire whip in the man's hand kept swinging, and the warriors who were beaten were all lying in the iron cage in pain, but they no longer dared to speak, looking at the man's eyes full of hatred.
Xu Han could see that the warriors in the prison seemed to have all their spiritual energy sealed, without a trace of spiritual protection, facing this fierce fire whip, it would be extremely painful.
The old man beside him didn't speak, Xu Han was also lying quietly in the prison. Sure enough, the warrior just glanced at random and flew towards the howling warrior immediately.
In the dark dungeon, apart from the sound of whip lashes, there was only the sound of the martial artist's howls of pain.
"Be obedient to Lao Tzu, if anyone yells again, don't blame me for stripping you alive." The man stood in the air, looking at the martial artists around him, and shouted.
Those warriors who were beaten looked at the man holding the fire whip in the air, their eyes were full of fear, but they no longer dared to speak.
Humph!
Seeing that there were no warriors yelling around, the man in the air hummed heavily and turned and flew upwards.
"Are we underground again?" Looking at the martial artist who disappeared above his head, Xu Han whispered a trace of doubt in his eyes.
"Dungeon! The dungeon! Of course it's underground!"
But there was the whispering voice of the old man from his side, Xu Han, who was muttering in his mouth, turned his head and looked around, but saw the old man leaning on the iron fence lightly.
"Senior! Do you still need a spiritual object?" Xu Han asked in a soft voice as he looked at the old man with a calm face, a strange color flashed in his eyes.
Seeing Xu Han's initiative, a hint of joy flashed in the eyes of the old man, but he said: "I don't need it for the time being, I need to ask you for it then."
Xu Han had collected a lot of spiritual relics in Shengguang Temple at the beginning. Such a small amount of spiritual relics was not in his mind at all.
"Senior! Who is that man just now?" Xu Han asked in a soft voice when he recalled the man who disappeared just now, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.
"It's just a jailer, if it weren't for the spiritual energy being sealed, the old man could just kill him." A chill flashed in the old man's eyes, he glanced at the top of his head, and said softly.
Xu Han's eyes were startled, but his eyes were full of surprises. The jailer was obviously still at the Dacheng Stage strength. It seemed that the old man in front of him was absolutely terrifying.
"Excuse me, senior, how many jailers are there in this dungeon?" Xu Han looked at the scene beyond the iron fence for a moment, and asked softly.
A cold color flashed in the old man's eyes, and he whispered in his mouth: "It's about five or six, but most of them are on the top. There are very few patrols in prison, so it is difficult to see."
"There are actually five or six great martial artists." Xu Han flashed a hint of surprise in his eyes, and whispered in his mouth, I am afraid that these martial artists should be above the bright surface, and there must be more martial artists hidden in the dark above.
"Okay! Be careful yourself, don't yell, it will be troublesome to attract the attention of the jailers, stay here, I will absorb the spirit first." The old man glanced at Xu Han and said in his mouth. Whispering softly, then he lay down peacefully on the ground.
"Yep!"
The recovery of the old man's strength is a major event. Xu Han responded with a slight reply, sitting faintly by the iron fence on one side, but Xu Han ignored the shouts from afar.
It was far away from the beginning, and there were so many warriors in this dungeon, definitely not enough, when some people gave it, some did not give it, it will definitely cause dissatisfaction, and then it will be troublesome to leak your own affairs.
The warrior who was holding a glimmer of hope in the distance, looking at Xu Han who ignored Xu Han, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and he had to lie quietly in prison.
The whole body's aura is constantly being absorbed, and the warriors in the prison are unwilling to move, not allowing the only trace of aura left in the body to consume.
Xu Han glanced away, and those martial artists who shouted seemed to be old men and old women. They wanted to come here for a long time.
"Why are the other warriors taken out, but these people have stayed for so long? It seems that things are definitely not that simple." Xu Han glanced at the old man lying next to him, a trace of confusion flashed across his eyes.
In the silent dungeon, except for the occasional sound of ** in the air, there were no more martial artists shouting, obviously they were all scared by that martial artist.
Xu Han swept away the huge cell, a thought flashed in his eyes, looking at the fence that was about to be opened by himself, with a slight force with his hands, he directly broke a hole through which a warrior could pass.
"This cell is so weird, it seems to be well explored." Xu Han's figure flashed and went straight out.
Sitting in that jail compared to coming out, I saw a completely different scene. Above my head, about a hundred meters away, was a stone slab covered with faint lights. It seemed that this place might really be underground.
Looking down, there is no bottom-out at all. It seems that the further down, the darker the light, and the surrounding scene can't be clearly seen.
The Nine Heavens Chaos inside the body revolved extremely, the aura of the whole body was completely covered, and he swept Xu Han above his head, turned and jumped towards the bottom.
The martial artist in the surrounding Wei Mi saw a black shadow flashing in front of him. Before watching carefully, his figure disappeared before his eyes, and there was a burst of confusion in his heart, but he didn't think much.
They had never seen a martial artist during the time they were locked up here, and they could escape.
"How long does it take to build such a large cell." Looking at the pitch black underneath, Xu Han's eyes were full of surprise.
Along the way, there is already a distance of hundreds of meters, and there is a warrior lying in almost every cell. Just look at it, this place is actually detaining tens of thousands of warriors.
"It seems that the martial artist was locked up a long time ago, what exactly do they want to do?" Xu Han thought, looking at the ragged and powerless martial artists.
The spiritual energy in the body is sealed, and the surrounding air is absorbing the spiritual energy of the warriors all the time, which is probably the reason why these warriors are too lazy to move.
Along the way, although Xu Hanjue has newly captured many warriors, there are still many warriors who have been locked up for a long time. For decades, I am afraid that most of the warriors who disappeared on the Big 6 have been caught here.
Huh!
Xu Han, who was flying by, suddenly looked stunned, and there was a sound of breaking through the air in front of him. Xu Han swept his eyes, and there was a trace of shock in his eyes, and his figure immediately flashed to one side.
It’s not that there are very few jailers who patrol in the prison. Why is it so unlucky that I just came out for the first time and ran into it.
The warrior flying by, holding a long flame whip, his eyes faintly sweeping the surrounding cells, looking at its strength, it is undoubtedly a great achievement.
There are cells side by side on both sides. If they get closer, the warrior will definitely show himself. A cold color flashed in Xu Han's eyes, and his figure immediately rushed down.
Fortunately, the spiritual energy in his body was extremely circulated, and there was no aura, otherwise it would definitely be noticed by the warrior.
Seeing the martial artist who was getting closer and closer, Xu Han didn't dare to be careless in his heart, so he had to skim down as much as possible. Except for the darkness, there were no more cells, but Xu Han still hid in the darkness.
It's hard to get in. If this warrior appears now, it must be specially taken care of, and it will definitely be like the warriors around here.
After continuously diving, Xu Han's gaze swept away, but a wall appeared, and his figure immediately leaned up, floating tightly on it.
"Huh!" Xu Han, who flew by, suddenly stared, his eyes filled with doubts, and there was a little fire glow in the low pitch black before him.
Xu Han lifted it slightly, looking at the martial artist above, hesitated in his eyes, and actually plunged directly toward the lower side.
As he continued to deepen, Xu Han's face was full of consternation, and the surrounding area was pitch black. There was such a wide space under this dungeon.
"A fire whip?" Xu Han whispered in his eyes looking at the flames in the darkness in the distance.
Xu Han, who was about to rush into the low, could not help but flash a strange color in his eyes, not only waving the fire whip, but also a series of soft sounds.
"Are there still martial artists underneath?" Xu Han flashed a trace of shock in his eyes, suddenly thought in his heart, and then quickly swept towards the fire whip.
Sure enough, as he continued to approach, there was indeed a warrior who was constantly dancing the fire whip. The flare-flaming whip was drawn in the darkness, and echoes were heard, but the warrior's screams were not heard.
Because of the figure of the warrior, Xu Han was not seen the warrior who was beaten, but the appearance in front of him had confirmed what Xu Han was thinking.
"The warriors detained alone must be some terrifying guys. Why are they locked in Lihun Island?" Xu Han didn't dare to poke out his aura, looked at the darkness around him, and thought in his heart.
Unexpectedly, just to avoid the warrior, he actually felt the scene at the bottom of this dungeon.
"Huh! Is your mouth hard? I will give you a paragraph every day." There was a warrior shouting in the silent air, but Xu Han did not dare to fluctuate, and leaned tightly on one side of the wall.
Seeing that there was no response, the warrior in the distance uttered a low drink, but he swept in Xu Han's direction with the fire whip. Xu Han was shocked and leaned tightly on Qiang, but he did not dare to make any changes. .
The weak fire shone through, and the warrior holding the fire whip rushed up ten meters away from Xu Han.
The warrior obviously didn't expect that there were other warriors around him, and he swept toward the air with a cold expression, without noticing Xu Han on one wall at all.
Xu Han didn't dare to move, quietly waiting for the martial artist to leave. After the flame above his head disappeared, Xu Han stepped on his figure, but he swept towards the place where the martial artist just stood.
Feeling that the warrior above his head could not be able to show himself, Xu Han stretched out his right hand, and a faint fire lotus appeared in his hand, then gently tossed it and flew towards the darkness.
"Hey! One person is locked." Seeing the scene illuminated by the fire, Xu Han's eyes were startled, and he whispered in his mouth.
I saw an embarrassed figure locked on the wall in the pitch-black void. The martial artist's clothes were already torn, and the scars of bright red were clearly visible.