Emperor of Nine Suns

No matter what others do, Chu Chen, a lame lad, always maintains his own pace.

Whether he was surpassed by others or met someone who gave up and turned back, Chu Chen moved forward indifferently.

In fact, the monks did not encounter any real danger while walking in this maze path, but the patterns on the walls on both sides of the path were all mysterious magic patterns.

The longer they walked in it, the more the monks felt more dizzy, their bodies were shaky, and they couldn't control themselves.

Chu Chen knew that this was a tool used by the Demon Sect to select disciples.

This focuses on testing the monk's potential, not his cultivation.

Therefore, some secular young male and female monks with good potential but low cultivation can still persevere.

But many demonic monks with high cultivation level were defeated one after another.

Chu Chen secretly thought in his heart that Mo Ming Sect was indeed a large sect and had its own special mechanism for selecting newcomers to ensure that his new disciples were worthy of training.

Three days and three nights later, Chu Chen rounded the last blood-red bend on the trail. The terrain of the trail became steeper and spread directly underground.

From the outside, it seems that the mountain road has penetrated into the heart of the mountain.

From the deep underground, a stream of cold, cold Yin Qi spread out, and Chu Chen and several demonic monks around him shuddered involuntarily.

"What the hell, why did it suddenly become so cold! This beautiful mountain road is so steep, does it lead to the depths of the mountain?"

"This is not an ordinary cold air, this is the earth's yin energy, which directly acts on the depths of people's souls. This is the entrance and the yin energy is already so obvious. I think the yin energy deep in the mountain road must be even stronger!"

"Sure enough, this new trial of the Demon Underworld Sect is not that easy to pass. The Yin Qi is so cold that even the running spiritual power cannot withstand it, so we can only resist it forcefully!"

"There seems to be blood stains here. Where is this place? Is it the passage to hell?"

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The path was like leading to hell. Everyone felt that they were getting deeper and deeper. After walking for several hours in the cold and narrow mountain path, the surrounding light suddenly dimmed.

Chu Chen was stunned for a moment,

When he looked up, his pupils suddenly shrank violently!

In front of him, a huge prison was located in the deep and dark heart of the mountain, exuding a strong smell of death, coldness, and blood.

The entire prison was made of black fine iron pillars as thick as an arm. It rolled up and down and covered an area of ​​dozens of acres. It looked extremely majestic.

The most shocking thing is that the overall shape of the prison is actually a huge demon head, with dense fangs and fierce eyes, which looks extremely scary.

And the bloody mouth of the evil ghost is the entrance to the prison, and it is also the end of this long and narrow mountain road.

The front of the prison was crowded with demonic monks, all of whom were hesitant to move forward.

At the entrance to the prison gate, a jailer wearing black armor and exuding a strong aura of death stood on both sides with an expressionless expression.

These jailers have deep eyes and the aura of death on their bodies is extremely frightening.

If they hadn't seen the dazzling lights in their eyes, people might have thought that these were just sculptures!

This prison... is still being guarded, which means that this is a prison that is still in operation!

Seeing the many new disciples reaching the end of the long and narrow mountain road, the jailers on both sides moved together, and the black long spears they held in their hands thrust forward, forming an arch formed by the long spears in the void.

Traces of dark red blood could be faintly seen dripping down from the sharp Ge Feng, as if he had just experienced a killing, exuding a strong smell of death and blood.

"Everyone in this group of you, listen!"

Accompanied by a cold snort that was neither gentle nor serious, a jailer leader with a skull pattern embroidered on his black armor came forward and gave everyone a cold look. A chill rose in everyone's souls.

Everyone was suddenly shocked and no longer dared to whisper to each other. The whole space immediately became calm.

"Coming here means that you are qualified to become the outer disciples of Moming Sect."

As soon as he finished speaking, cheers erupted from the crowd.

The excited people were mainly young male and female monks from the secular world, and some previous demonic monks with little foundation.

"However, if you want to become a disciple of the Seventy-Two Peaks of the Demon Underworld Sect, you must honestly hold your own black jade tag, enter the prison according to the number on the tag, and then find the cell with the corresponding number."

The jailer leader's cold eyes swept over everyone.

"As long as you persist inside for a certain period of time, you will be able to obtain the status of an inner disciple of the Seventy-two Peaks! Everyone must have understood that the outer disciples can leave to the left path. To become a disciple of the Seventy-two Peaks, all of them must enter Go to jail, don’t waste time!”

As soon as the leader of the jailers finished speaking, there was an uproar, and everyone began to whisper and discuss.

Soon everyone made a decision. Basically, most of the young male and female monks from the secular world chose to leave and become outer disciples.

Some demonic monks who did not have the confidence to challenge the mysterious prison also left one after another.

Most of the monks who wanted to become disciples of the Seventy-Two Peaks still hesitated in front of the prison and continued to discuss.

This death-qi prison feels like hell, and no one dares to approach it easily.

When the jailer leader saw this scene, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and two rays of cold, cold light as if they were real substance shot out from his pupils.

"If you want to enter the Seventy-Two Peaks, go to jail! If you don't want to go to jail, just get out. Do you understand? If anyone wants to waste everyone's time, kill them on the spot!"

As soon as the last four words were spoken, a biting cold wind blew up in the void.

All the monks felt at this moment that a real murderous intention and malice surrounded them. The murderous intention was so strong and so real.

It seems that in just a moment, the actual murderous intention can be transformed into countless sharp blades, cutting people into pieces in an instant!

Seeing that the jailer leader was really angry, all the demonic monks shut their mouths in silence and stepped into the huge door of the prison one after another.

Suddenly, everyone filed in, and Chu Chen watched from behind. Just like in an instant, the huge ghost head swallowed a large number of monks.

There is a feeling that they will never appear again.

Chu Chen slowly followed the flow of people and walked into the prison from the mouth of the ferocious evil ghost. The entire void suddenly darkened.

It's like entering another world.

Chu Chen could see with his naked eyes that the prison was actually a broad mountainside, and the entire interior of the mountainside had been hollowed out.

On the vast mountain wall, countless caves with a radius of more than ten feet have been dug out, and many monks are scattered inside.