In the hinterland of Tongtian Mountain, there is an extremely low-lying land.

This place is known as the Broken Soul Ridge. It is covered with thick death and yin all year round, and the sound of screams is heard from time to time, so even the original people of the Xian Temple did not dare to step here.

The world does not know that this is actually the place where the immortal palace used to hold mortals over the years, but anyone who rebelled against the immortal palace, or who committed a grievous mistake inside the immortal palace, will be locked here.

And there is not even a trace of aura in the Broken Soul Ridge, even if the monk of the deification period is imprisoned here, it will be a dead bone for a long time.

In the prison under the formation of the formation, lying incomparably dry and old figures, among them are the top leaders of the Purple Cang Realm, there is also the head of the sect, or the ancestor of the family.

There was no shouting, no resistance, and only despair, numbness, decay ...

And just then, there was a crisp and strange noise outside the prison: "Click ..."

At that moment, there were many people alive in the prison who looked up subconsciously, and they saw a thin young man in Tsing Yi walk in slowly.

After a glance, most people hung their heads down again. In their view, it must be that the Immortal Hall sent someone to send any of them on the road.

For thousands of years, most of them have been used to life and death. It seems that they have been used to this kind of scene.

Inside the dungeon is covered with stench and foul gas.

Ye Chen walked in with a hand, frowning slightly, looking at everything in his expression, looking from the ragged, scrawny skin inside the prison cage, as thin as a wood, and sweeping over the weak, windless figure.

His gaze glanced over, greeted with numbness, hatred, and even a grin.

"Qici is in Room 1 of Tianzi!"

Ye Chen accelerated his pace and walked towards the end of the prison. At this moment, a chuckle laughter came from his ear: "Huh? This little brother is a bit of an eye, soon after he entered the immortal palace?"

Hearing this, Ye Chen couldn't help but look around and saw the old man with long hair in a black robe sitting in the last cage on the left side of the end of the corridor.

The old man was covered with evil spirits, looking at Ye Chen with a grin at the moment, and there was a hint of terrifying evil in his body.

After seeing that he was talking, the prisoners all moved subconsciously to the side, and his eyes were mixed with fear and fear.

Because this person is extremely evil.

No one knows how long he has been locked in, only that he was locked in at the earliest. Everyone else is dead and he is still alive.

The most weird thing about this person is that he will seduce people, for a while he said that he is a reincarnated immortal, he knows the art of immortality, and for a while he says that he has a scripture that can lead to eternal life.

For countless years, Tian Lao did not know how many waves of disciples had been changed. Among them, there was a metamorphosis period and a meta-infant period, but they all died.

After listening to what the guardian ’s disciples said, he practiced the exercises he taught, which caused him to go into flames, or burn himself to death, and eventually died.

Ye Chen's pace was abrupt.

The old man in black had his eyes lit up and said immediately: "Little brother, I guessed by the old man?"

"Look at your young age and think of it as a young disciple who just entered the fairy palace."

The old man in black chattered: "I also guessed that you must not be liked by the people above, or offended before being sent here to guard the prison."

Ye Chenwang glanced at him with a splendid glance, and said with a smile: "You are so sure that I am a man in the fairy palace?"

"natural!"

The old man in black couldn't help but sigh and looked at Ye Chen with great sincerity: "Brother, you are out of luck, this prison is not a good place. It is a combination of death and resentment, and the detention is all unforgivable. people……"

As soon as this remark came out, many of the remaining prisoners shook their heads secretly, and once again looked at Ye Chen's gaze and became somewhat cramped and sympathetic.

It seems that in such a conversation, they don't know how many times they have met, and the old guy in Dezi No. 1 is going to pit again.

Sure enough, Ye Chen didn't wait to speak, and listened to him again: "Little brother, look at the old man, I was imprisoned here, not far from death, this man, before he died, he wanted to find himself a manger, even if he died. It's enough to laugh at Nine Springs ... "

Speaking of which, he couldn't help looking at Ye Chen with a sincere face: "I think you are not bad, little brother, simply want to pass the mantle to you before dying, don't know if you are willing?"

Ye Chen smiled: "What can you teach me?"

"There is more."

The old man in black was overjoyed, like the words of several treasures: "The old man has traveled thousands of years, and has met countless big figures, knowing all kinds of fairy lands, wonderful treasures, and magical skills are innumerable."

He paused and said: "Old man, I have a gluttonous Dafa here, which can devour the qualities of the heavens to strengthen myself, and cultivate to the point where everything can be swallowed up ..."

When he said this, he stared at Ye Chen almost intently. After seeing that the latter did not respond at all, he said again.

"I also have a set of leg methods that can break the world, and I am called to be the legs of the gods of the sky. You only need to chop one of your legs to practice to the fullest ..."

Seeing that Ye Chen hadn't found anything yet, he seemed a little anxious, and said: "You can't look down on it? Well, I also have a set of Tiankui Collection here, which can be transformed into the ninth level to become the rising sun and fight against the sky, just to desire To practice this exercise, you must first go to the palace ... "

"If you want to practice this skill, you must go to the palace first?"

A stunned expression flashed across Ye Chen's face.

The old man in black nodded again and again: "Yes, but you and I are both cultivators, destined to be desperate, but as long as they can become stronger, it is useless to have that stuff."

Ye Chen's face suddenly showed his emotion, seeming to hesitate.

The old man in black was secretly happy and pretended to be embarrassed: "It's really not possible. I also have a set of heart sword meditation skills here. I can't die until immortality ..."

Seeing him chattering, the prisoners around turned their heads in a hurry, daring not to look or listen.

"Little brother, I gave you the opportunity to be an old man, and the opportunity is in front of you. Whether you cherish it depends on you."

The old man in black said very sincerely: "I just want to pass down the mantle before I die, and I hope you will succeed ..."

Ye Chen suddenly said: "Why are you imprisoned here?"

The old man in black suddenly felt stunned. He didn't think he could ask such a question. He couldn't help turning his eyes and said: "Qi Daolin's old thief fell in love with the old man's heritage. I'm trapped here. "

"enough."

Ye Chen suddenly interrupted his words, looked at him with a smile, said: "You have such a pure devil qi, let's say, where are you from the demon world?"

As his words fell.

The old man in black flashed a deep glance in his eyes, and then said quietly: "The little brother really laughs, what the devil world is not the devil world, I am a dying old man ..."

"It's pretty good."

Ye Chen chuckled, seeming to ridicule: "Many of the many exercises you mentioned earlier have some drawbacks, either you have to cut one leg or your own palace ..."

He looked at the other person quietly: "You did it on purpose, the purpose is to elicit the last exercise called the Heart Sword Zen, because you want to get out of trouble ..."

"Old man, I don't understand what you are talking about."

The old man in black changed his face slightly, seeming to be angry: "Since you don't want to believe, let's go ..."

"Heart Sword Zen ..."

Ye Chen stood down with a hand, and smiled lightly with a voice that only the other party could hear: "The original name Mo Nian parasitic tactics originated from the demon world Brahma world, and then passed from the spiritual world, renamed Xinjian Zen Gong ..."

"If the cultivator achieves great success, even if the body and soul are destroyed, as long as there is a magical thought in the heart of others, they will be resurrected again ..."

Before he finished, the old man in black changed his face violently, and stared at Ye Chen: "What the **** are you? !!!"

The horror in his heart was beyond reproach.

The other party not only knows the Devil Realm, but also knows that there is a real place name of the Brahman Realm in the 33rd Realm of the Devil Realm, and even knows the source of the spiritual world and the heart sword Zen ...

This is not what a little monk in the world can learn!

"I'm someone you can't imagine."

Ye Chen lowered his voice and looked at him calmly: "If you want to come out of trouble, only if you surrender to me, then you have a chance ..."

"Cunning kid ..."

The old man in black smiled coldly: "I want my supreme Demon King to submit to you, it is pure delusion ..."