After looking around the prisoners in a circle, Zhong Shan raised his head slightly to look at the eighteenth hell. wwW. QUanbEn-xIAoShUo. A sneer flashed in cOm's eyes.
"Sage King in the early days, is this a slap in the face for me?"
"In this case, then I can't make you look down on it too much!" Zhong Shan said.
No one heard what Zhong Shan said, but one could see an extravagance from Zhong Shan, a powerful aura only possessed by the upper class.
This kind of aura is not determined by the cultivation base, but more by the heaven and earth karma.
The dozens of free prisoners in the past quickly retrieved two intact red bracelets from the shattered corpses of Liuding Liujia.
"Black Tower, this thing?" The prisoner hesitated, holding the red bracelet.
If he hadn't seen the horror of Zhongshan, the prisoner would definitely immediately restore his cultivation base with a red bracelet, and then quickly escape from the eighteenth hell. However, Zhong Shan's aura just now was seen in everyone's eyes, especially these dozens of people who had been watched by Zhong Shan's fierce light.
The Black Tower took the two bracelets and walked to Zhong Shan very carefully.
"Senior, this is a red bracelet. Wearing it can eliminate the suppression of eighteen layers of hell!" The black tower said cautiously.
Zhong Shan thought about what to do next, and at the moment he felt much better. Looking at the black tower, Zhong Shan didn't care about the red bracelet, but asked indifferently: "What's the matter with these eighteen layers of hell?"
"Eighteen layers of hell? I heard that it is a top-level great immortal tool, an 18-story pagoda-shaped magic weapon. At this moment, it stands upside down in the Qingqiu Great Prison, and enters it. The bracelet is not affected. Most of the prisoners in the Qingqiu Holy Capital are held here!" The Black Tower said truthfully without concealing it.
At the same time, the prisoner in the prison was full of curiosity. This person was not banned without wearing a red bracelet.
Out of the ring, Zhong Shan probed his hand and took out the five beads in the groove. Five different energies of'golden, wood, water, fire, earth' flow in the five beads.
"This is the key to unlock the prison. Below the fifteenth floor, they are all felons. You must have five beads to open the prison!" said the Black Iron Tower.
"Put on the red bracelet and open all the hoops!" Zhong Shan said lightly.
"Huh?" The Black Tower was taken aback for a moment.
"Didn't you hear?" Zhong Shan said solemnly.
"Yes!"
The Black Tower quickly put on a red bracelet, and another red bracelet was given to another prisoner.
Get jailed!
Zhong Shan waited patiently.
Before long, more than 10,000 prisoners were all'free'.
"Thank you senior!" More than 10,000 prisoners immediately said to Zhong Shan.
No matter how fierce people are, they have been imprisoned for thousands of years or even tens of thousands of years. This longing for one's own thoughts is incomprehensible to others.
Zhong Shan's strength is obvious to all. A mortal body can emit such great power. If it is not suppressed, how strong will it be? In other words, even this eighteen-layer hell can't help this person
The yellow-clothed fat man was also released. At this moment, watching everyone in the eighteenth floor of hell release their cages, there was a burst of light in his eyes. What a big scene? What is this person going to do? Is it going to plan a big riot
The big riot? Exciting, master, I like it! Master, I finally saw the big scene again!
Looking at everyone, Zhong Shan nodded and said: "Follow me out of the eighteenth hell layer by layer, and release all the prisoners!"
"Yes!"
In prison, the strong is normally respected. If Zhong Shan is strong enough, everyone is willing to listen to you, and it is also possible to regain freedom.
Walking to the central beam of light, Zhong Shan led a group of people towards the seventeenth hell.
There is still a passage above, just fly upwards for a while.
It's on the seventeenth floor in a blink of an eye!
"Who are you?" The roar of seven or eight jailers suddenly came from the seventeenth floor.
The Black Iron Tower and another prisoner rushed quickly. Both of them were gods. After being uncompressed, their strength would definitely be much stronger than these jailers. Coupled with the grievances that have been suppressed for thousands of years, the shot is extremely vicious. Raise your hands to kill.
"Release!" Zhong Shan said lightly.
Zhong Shan is very direct and releases people. Zhong Shan doesn't care what crimes these people commit. In Qingqiu Prison, does Zhong Shan need to care? Zhong Shan wants to send a big gift to Qingqiu Shengdu—
In a hall not far from Qingqiu Prison.
Sima Sanliang dressed in an official uniform, drinking with four other people in the same official uniform.
On the central dance floor, more than a dozen dancers danced sideways.
"Sima Sanliang, I heard that you severely humiliated the Saint King who came here yesterday? What a grand manner!" one person said.
"Hahaha, you can also be interested!" Sima Sanliang said proudly.
"We are not so bold."
"By the way, what does Master Afo want? Liu Ding Liu Jia hasn't come back yet!"
"It should be soon! Don't worry, in Qingqiu Prison, what are you worried about? Continue to eat vegetables and continue to watch the dance. I will have some good things for you to review!" Sima Sanliang laughed.
The other four nodded, but there was a shadow of cloud between their eyebrows, with a bad feeling.
It is getting dark, and the dancers on the dance floor have changed several batches. Sima Sanliang frowned slightly. How come these two bastards, Liu Ding Liu Jia, haven't done a good job yet? Not coming back yet
"No, we have to go. Haven't changed the key yet? Sima Sanliang, are you hiding something from us?"
"How come?" Sima Sanliang immediately shook his head.
"What about our key?"
"No, I have to go to the eighteenth floor of hell, and the key must not be lost."
"The key is that I wait for Wusha."
A group of people were also impatient, and they didn't even appreciate the dancers on the dance floor, and immediately got up.
"Hey, everyone, don't worry, it's really okay!" Sima Sanliang said.
"What's really okay? Sima Sanliang, we lent you the key because of the friendship of our colleagues for so many years, but you have been pushing back and forth, why don't you want to tell us the truth? You disappointed us too much!"
"No, it must be handed over now!"
"Sima Sanliang, let me ask you one more sentence, where did the key go?"
"This is a bit sorry for everyone. I asked Liu Ding Liu Jia to do something in the eighteenth hell. It was the family account." Sima Sanliang had no choice but to tell the truth.
"Sima family confessed?"
"What are you doing?"
"Uh, teach a person in prison a little bit, this, didn't we do it often before? It's not a big deal!" Sima Sanliang said with a smile.
"Who?"
"That's the Dawei Saint King!" Sima Sanliang said.
"What?" One person's voice suddenly rose by an octave.
Then, the four of them stared at Sima Sanliang together. If ordinary people do what Sima Sanliang does, some celebrities, they never dare to move. After all, reputation is their capital. Who can guarantee that these celebrities will not be missed by anyone? Does anyone out there want to fish them out
Ordinary celebrities, they dare not move, not to mention this Dawei Saint King. A generation of saint kings? What's wrong with this, the commander of the little Qingqiu Prison himself can't wait at all.
The four of them stared at Sima Sanliang.
"Nothing will happen, don't worry, Sima Sanliang guarantees that there will be nothing wrong." Sima Sanliang vowed to curse.
As soon as Sima Sanliang finished speaking, outside the hall, a jailer ran out in a panic.
"My lord, it's okay, something big happened!" The jailer shouted in panic, and the five commanders' hearts jumped.
"What's the matter?" Sima Sanliang asked immediately.
"The eighteenth hell, all the prisoners of the eighteenth hell, all ran out, a million prisoners, all came out, there was a big mess." The jailer shouted.
After the jailer shouted, he looked up at the five chiefs, and found that the faces of the five chiefs were all white.
"Sima Sanliang, you, you...!" a leader yelled.
There was no time to criticize Sima Sanliang, and he rushed out in a flash.
In a blink of an eye, only Sima Sanliang was left in the hall. Millions of prisoners, all ran away? Millions of prisoners? Sima Sanliang's face paled for a while.
The uppermost layer of the eighteen layers of hell. Above the ground.
The destruction of millions of prisoners is extremely terrifying, especially these prisoners who have been sent to the eighteenth hell, the moment they come out, they burst out of their peerless ferocity. Kill, kill, destroy!
In just a while, all the buildings around the Qingqiu Prison were destroyed. The Qingqiu Prison had a large formation, but they were all defending against foreign enemies. It was quite simple to get out from the inside.
For a time, countless black shadows flew out of the Qingqiu Great Prison.
"Quack, quack, old devil, I'm out!"
"Jie Jie Jie, the sky is far away, no one can catch Lao Tzu!"
…………………………… Outside the Qingqiu Prison, a group of demons danced wildly, and countless peerless murderers flew in all directions.
Millions of prisoners flee, and the sky and the earth are full of murderers. In the Qingqiu prison, some reserve forces quickly penetrated into the sky with special spells. The moment the distress signal was sent, the entire Qingqiu Saint was boiling.
"The highest-level distress signal? Has another holy court called? Or which dojo is robbery?" One of the city guards in Qingqiu Holy Capital shrank and stood up.
A military camp campus:
"No, foreign enemies are coming, let me rescue Qingqiu prison!"
"Roar!" The army roared, preparing to meet the enemy.
All the prisoners were in violence and rushed out. At the gate of the eighteenth floor, there were two others, one is Zhong Shan, and the other was the snoring fat man in yellow.
"My grandfather once said that there was an old guy who could not become a Buddha for a lifetime. He once said,'Hell is not empty, and we swear to become a Buddha.' Is our hell empty?" The fat man in yellow asked with a weird. .
"Forget it!" Zhong Shan looked at the yellow-clothed fat man unexpectedly.
"The monk is too unlucky. If I was imprisoned in my early days, he would have become a Buddha long ago."
Zhong Shan: "...!"
"Brother, you are too kind, I think Su Afo is enough to make trouble in Qingqiu, but seeing you like this, I know what is called Tianwaiyoutian. People are coming soon, you go, I’m going to leave soon. I’ve been locked up for a few days. I don’t know if the'deteriorating saint king' Zhongshan has reached the beginning. In front of the mountain.
PS: It's the 29th, ask for a monthly pass! Are there any more
(to be continued)