The group of people watched Chi Lei quietly for a while as he fell into a terrible death situation, and then came to the prison next door.
The space inside the prison was expanded. Thirty-six small Yu Clan divine towers stood in the prison, with dazzling divine lights flowing back and forth on the towers. Occasionally, a divine light bursts out, and a large number of defensive runes quietly appear in the air.
These sacred towers were prepared by foreign races, and dozens of old human shamans set up altars in the four corners of the prison. A kind of power that is difficult for ordinary people to detect quietly gathered on the altar, just like something hidden in the middle of the night. The demon in the shadows is waiting patiently like a cheetah, waiting for the opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.
The power on the four altars was obscure and sinister, but it gave Ji Hao a stronger sense of threat than the thirty-six Yu Clan divine towers.
In addition to these, the floor and walls of the prison are covered with gold and jade pieces of various colors engraved with countless runes. These are the work of human shamans and cultivators, and the various defensive runes echo each other. Overlapping restrictions sealed the void of this prison airtight.
Ji Hao felt the strength of the defense in this prison, and he couldn't help but secretly marvel.
Unless the Golden Bridge of Heaven and Earth, a supreme treasure that can travel through the void and break all kinds of restrictions, is used, even if Ji Hao controls the Nine Dragon Chariot, it will be difficult for him to escape from this prison with his current cultivation level.
It was obvious that both the human race and the alien race had resorted to desperate measures. The defense in this prison was already the best that both races could achieve under the current conditions.
Youyun was tied to a pillar made of red copper. His eyes were wide open with bruises all over his body, and he looked at the people who entered the prison in horror. He twisted his body vigorously and screamed at the top of his lungs: "What happened to Chi Lei? I can hear his soul screaming. What happened to him? What did you do to him?"
Youyun's body was shaking violently, and his panicked eyes were like a deer frightened by great terror, showing an inexplicable despair.
As combat partners who get along day and night all year round, Chi Lei, You Yun and other twelve sun and moon knights have a mysterious telepathy between them. This is also the basis for them to use the sun and moon reincarnation formation and summon Panyu's true body to fight.
There must be a big problem with Chi Lei. Youyun could feel that Chi Lei's soul was suffering endless pain, and he could even feel the desperate screams from Chi Lei's soul. But Youyun didn't know what was wrong with Chilei. This was what made him most frightened and desperate.
Everyone stood on the outside of the prison's defensive restrictions, and everyone was ready for contingency.
The twelve ruling emperors including Biyani looked solemn, as did Emperor Shun, Si Wenming and other senior human race officials. The changes that are about to happen later will not only measure the means of the Blood Crowned Saint, but also a way for the two tribes to show off their strength. Everyone is fully prepared. If someone is injured by the Blood Crowned Saint Yaokong under such circumstances, it will not only be a matter of humiliation.
"We are ready." Biyani glanced at his companions and said solemnly.
"Very good, let's start!" Di Shun put his hands in his sleeves and said expressionlessly.
A dozen grinning humanoid toads, their sticky skin covered with huge spots of various colors, despicable and despicable spirit slaves walked into the prison with all kinds of weird torture instruments, and they kowtowed to everyone humbly. After saluting, it wasn't until Emperor Shi Yanluo shouted impatiently that these monster slaves giggled and pushed towards Youyun.
Youyun screamed in pain, and several spirit slaves expertly inserted ten long black needles into the gaps between his nails. The long needles coated with strange medicine made Youyun's finger nerves become a thousand times more sensitive. Ten thousand times, the pain he endured was a thousand or ten thousand times that of ordinary people.
There were even more spirit slaves who used flames to burn the end of the long needle. Soon the long needle was red-hot, and Youyun screamed more and more fiercely.
"Tell me! How many people has the Blood Crown Holy Lord brought, how many troops are under his command, how many masters are there, what is his attitude towards Pangu World, and what does he want to do with us tribesmen who have occupied Pangu World." Yemo Chenye took a step forward, looked at Youyun and shouted harshly: "Speak quickly, tell us, and we will relieve your pain immediately."
When Yemo Chanye scolded sharply, the spirit slave's hand did not stop.
They used a brush to cover one of Youyun's calves with a specially formulated medicine. This was also a torture medicine that could greatly amplify any pain. With evil and ferocious smiles, the spirit slaves took out special knives and small saws, and lightly began to dismember Youyun's calves.
Youyun let out a painful howl that was absolutely impossible for a normal person to make. He screamed at the top of his lungs: "I will say, I will say anything, this time the Blood Crowned Holy Lord..."
Mentioning the Holy Lord 'Blood Crown' and wanting to reveal secrets about him, an extremely secretive restriction was triggered.
A will as vast as the sea, as deep and terrifying as the sea, quietly came to this prison through You Yun's soul. Behind You Yun, a thick mist of blood quietly emerged, and a pair of eyes were expressionless and filled with the desire to destroy all. The terrifying eyes slowly opened in the blood mist.
A low and solemn voice sounded quietly. He smiled "hehe", and his eyes in the blood mist looked deeply at the people in the prison one by one.
Ji Hao and the others stood motionless on the spot. Yemo Chanye was glanced at by these eyes, and her body shivered violently. She subconsciously stepped back several steps, and her body was trembling like a leaf falling in the wind. .
"A very nice little woman." The voice in the blood mist murmured to himself: "Perhaps, you can be used as my entertainment in this world. With your beauty, you may be able to live three to five more years before I get tired of it. Month? Is it three months or five months?"
Yemo Chanye's face suddenly turned pale. She forced herself to cheer up and sneered: "This, you said it doesn't count."
The voice said with a faint smile: "As soon as I open my mouth, everything is destined to end. You will all die. Only a little woman like you will linger on my bed for a while. When I mess with you, everything will be over." That’s it.”
'Haha' laughter suddenly sounded, and a finger in the blood mist clicked out extremely slowly.
This is a palm with a layer of crystal color on the skin and flawless lines. As soon as he pointed it out, the various defensive restrictions around Youyun were like porcelain bottles being bombarded by heavy hammers, and they kept breaking. There were dazzling flames bursting out in the air, and the whole prison felt like fallen leaves trembling violently in the wind.
This finger pointed out slowly and firmly, and everyone could see the curved space arcs in front of the fingertips.
Obviously, it is not easy for Xue Mian to use this method to attack across the endless chaos through You Yun's body.
With a hint of terrifying aura, this finger quietly pointed at the corpse next to Yemo Chanye.
Suffering from a bad cold, feeling lethargic... listless
(End of chapter)