Emperor of Nine Suns

On the huge wall, the countless caves that have been excavated are natural prison cells.

At the entrance of the cave, there was a black prison door with fine iron pillars as thick as an arm, and there was a cold air on the door.

Inside each cave, there is a strong death yin, eroding the body, cultivation and soul of everyone in the cell.

The death yin energy was too strong, just entering the Ghost Head Prison, everyone felt a deep chill in their souls.

The essence of these yin qi is almost close to the death qi of the legendary Nine Nether Hell.

This kind of breath is the nemesis of all living beings, and it will erode the monk's cultivation from the root of the monk. If such a breath invades the body.

A little carelessness may even damage the original foundation of the monk!

Therefore, the first thing for those monks who have just stepped into the prison cell of the cave is to sit cross-legged immediately and start to use their own cultivation with all their strength to resist the pervasive death yin in the void.

Amidst the soft roar, everyone used their skills to resist one after another. Pieces of brilliantly colored aura spread out, illuminating the entire underground prison with brilliance. In this gloomy prison, there was actually a little more life.

These demon monks are not weak in foundation. After all, they dare to challenge the trial of becoming an inner disciple of the Seventy-two Peaks, and they all have a certain strength in cultivation.

It's just that the yin energy of death is too cruel. Among the crowd, those with a relatively shallow cultivation base, under the impact of the strong yin energy, can only hold on for about half a stick of incense before falling down suddenly.

All of them were foaming at the mouth, their complexions turned blue, and they were directly knocked out by the Yin Qi and passed out.

Every time a demonic monk fainted, the jailers came over expressionlessly, kicked open the cell door, and dragged away the monk who fell on the ground.

Then it was thrown out of Ghost Head Prison like trash.

The recruitment trial of the Demon Underworld Sect is really cruel...

Seeing this scene, Chu Chen's heart moved slightly, the world of magic is indeed absolutely cruel.

These death yin qi are from yin to cold, pervasive, and directly act on the source of human soul. Even if the spiritual power is used to resist, the effect will be negligible!

If these unconscious people cannot get rid of the invasion of death Yin Qi in the first time,

The consequences would be unimaginable, and it would even completely ruin one's own future of cultivation.

This kind of introductory trial can only be done by the magic school.

The number on the black jade card in Chu Chen's hand is relatively large, so his cell is very close to the inside, and he has to walk along the huge wall all the way to the deepest part of the ghost prison.

Just as he was walking forward in a hurry, the jailers dragging the unconscious demonic monks passed him by.

Chu Chen soon discovered that some monks who were not even completely unconscious were dragged away by them.

These jailers didn't seem to have any human feelings at all. As soon as they saw a person fall down, no matter whether he could persist or not, they would drag him away without saying a word, and didn't give these monks a chance to struggle.

Occasionally, a few pale demonic monks could be seen begging the jailer for mercy, and insisting that they could still persevere, hoping to give themselves another chance.

The jailers were unmoved at all, and dragged and threw them out ruthlessly.

"Hurry up. There are a lot of people participating in the new disciple trial this year. I don't think you need to wait until you fall down. If you feel bad, you can just throw it out and make room for it."

A beautiful red-clothed beauty with an indifferent expression led several black-armored jailers to pass Chu Chen.

"But the rules are going to fall..."

"What rules, in this ghost prison, I am the rules."

The gaze of this beautiful woman in red was as calm as an ancient well, and the faint murderous look in her tone made several ferocious black-armored jailers tremble uncontrollably.

That woman... Could it be the real owner of this Ghost Head Prison?

Chu Chen was very surprised.

Ordinary people would never have imagined that the real ruler of this eerie prison would be such a gentle and demure-looking stunning woman, that bright red dress was extraordinarily dazzling in the cold void.

As if sensing Chu Chen's gaze, the woman in red turned her head abruptly, and two cold lightning flashed from her pair of pitch-black eyes.

There was an undisguised murderous intent and evil spirit in that gaze, Chu Chen smiled faintly and continued walking.

After walking for a long time in the narrow prison tunnel, Chu Chen finally found the prison number 21565 corresponding to his black jade card.

This is almost a cell located in the deepest part of the entire prison.

From the outside, this prison cell is about two feet high, extremely magnificent, very spacious, larger than other prison cells.

The fine iron pillars of the iron gate of the prison are as thick as an ordinary person's thigh. The light inside the prison is very poor, and it is pitch black at first glance.

It's just that there was a strong smell of blood faintly coming from the deepest part of the prison, which felt like a corpse pit.

"Why, your trial place is this cell?"

There were actually two black-armored guards standing at the door of this cell. Seeing Chu Chen standing silently at the door, the two looked sympathetic.

Chu Chen nodded.

A guard in black armor couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, while the other guard even showed a look of impatience. He looked at Chu Chen with pity.

When they teamed up to open the heavy iron door of the cell and let Chu Chen in.

Chu Chen heard two low voices from behind:

"Boy, your luck is really too bad. You actually entered such a cage of death... Forget it, if you can't hold on in it, you should give up the trial immediately, and the two of us brothers will go in and save you .I hope you will be blessed and not die so soon..."

"Or don't go in, kid, just give up."

Chu Chen turned around and shook his head, and walked straight into the darkness.

"Crack!"

The heavy gate was closed with a bang, and the iron gate slammed into the rock wall with a bang, because the monks were not prisoners, so they could still come in and out freely.

Chu Chen continued to go deeper, and soon he understood why the black-armored guard, who had always been cold-faced and heartless, suddenly felt sympathetic to him...

Because when he stepped into the darkness, an unimaginably strong breath of death suddenly exploded violently.

The endless breath of death, like an endless dark storm swept across the entire prison.

The breath of death was so strong that even if Chu Chen possessed the super eyesight of the Yinpeng avatar, he couldn't see through the source of the breath! !

The next moment, the vast breath of death hit Chu Chen like a tide.

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