God Emperor

Kong Lao took out a yellowed book from his arms.

The book seemed to be made of straw paper and was five fingers thick. When opened, there were names written on it.

Kong Lao's eyesight was very bad. He would stick his eyes to the booklet and search line by line.

After waiting for a full cup of tea, Kong Lao had only read less than ten pages. Zhang Ruochen finally lost his composure and took the initiative to speak: "Kong Lao, can I let this junior look for it by himself?"

"Okay, young man, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Kong Lao rubbed his old eyes and handed the thick booklet to Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen's reading speed was extremely fast. He flipped through more than half of the book almost in an instant. Finally, he saw the name "Bao Lie" on one of the pages.

"Bao Lie, a creature of the Nebula Leopard Clan, who has cultivated to the second-step Holy King realm, is imprisoned in the tenth floor of the Netherworld Dungeon, the Niu Pit Hell Realm."

"Great! Senior Brother Baolie is indeed imprisoned in the Netherworld Dungeon."

Zhang Ruochen closed the book with joy in his eyes, unable to calm down the excitement in his heart.

"Young man, why are you so happy? Do you want to rob the prison?" Konglao asked.

The Golden Leaf Warden, who was flying in the air, said coldly: "The Netherworld Dungeon holds heinous criminals. Even if you are a sword-wielder, you cannot take away the prisoners from inside."

"Who told you that my senior brother Baolie is a heinous murderer? Is it Chi Yao?" Zhang Ruochen glared at Warden Jin Ye, exuding a frightening aura.

"That's right, it's Queen Chi Yao."

Immediately afterwards, Warden Jinye said again: "All the charges against Bao Lie are recorded in the book in your hand. You can read it yourself."

Zhang Ruochen opened the book and continued reading.

After a long while, Zhang Ruochen closed the book and said: "Although Senior Brother Baolie has killed many creatures, that was on the battlefield. On the battlefield, either you die or I die. How can there be right or wrong? Even if there is right and wrong, , the person who started the war was also at fault. That war was started by Chi Yao, not Senior Brother Baolie. "

"Today, no one can stop me from going to the tenth floor of the Netherworld Dungeon. Anyone who stops me will die."

Zhang Ruochen summoned Shen Yuan's ancient sword and stared at Warden Jinye with a warning look. Then he walked to the bottom of the stone wall and stepped over from where Kong Lao had walked out before.

"Wow——"

He passed through the stone mountain and disappeared.

Senior Brother Baolie was imprisoned in the Netherworld Dungeon because he fought for the Shengming Central Empire, and his life and death are unknown. If he was still alive, how could Zhang Ruochen bear to watch him continue to be imprisoned in prison and undergo unreasonable torture?

The so-called right and wrong are all written by the winner.

Those who lose can only bear it passively.

"It's really lawless!"

The Golden Leaf Warden groaned and wanted to pursue him, but was forced back by a sharp blue crescent.

The cyan crescent moon drew a beautiful arc in mid-air and flew into Murong Yue's hand again. She stood proudly, looked coldly at the Golden Leaf Warden, and said: "His Highness has an order, anyone who blocks it will die. If you dare to act rashly again, don't blame me for being ruthless."

The other two wardens, Warden Youhua and Warden Lei Gua, each released their powerful holy power and approached Murong Yue.

"The warden is amazing. Do you believe that Grandpa Xiang will cook and eat you all?"

Xiang Chunan summoned the golden magic crown and inspired the supreme power. Suddenly, the area where the black stone mountain was located became filled with demonic energy, and powerful forces shuttled between heaven and earth.

Xie Chengzi and Luo Yi also took out the sacred weapons and competed with the three wardens.

The war is about to break out.

Shi Qiankun and Shi Ren rushed over and separated the two parties.

"The undead vampires are watching in the dark. We must not start a fight first, otherwise we will only make them happy," Shi Ren said.

Warden Jinye said solemnly: "As long as someone robs the prison, whether he is an immortal vampire or a monk from the Kunlun Realm, as the warden, we will kill him."

Kong Lao's voice was a little hoarse, and he said slowly and unhurriedly: "Theoretically, the six sword holders are qualified to enter the Netherworld Dungeon."

Shi Ren's face showed joy and he said: "The founder of the Taotian Sword lineage has sacrificed his life and blood to protect the Netherworld Dungeon. Zhang Ruochen is the sword holder of the Taotian Sword. When he wants to enter the Netherworld Dungeon, the three wardens seem to have no idea. The power stops him." The three wardens looked hesitant. Although they did not put away their holy energy, they were not as aggressive as before.

Kong Lao added: "It is not impossible to take the prisoners out from the Netherworld Dungeon. However, it requires an order from the person in charge of the Kunlun Realm."

Murong Yue raised her voice and said: "My Highness, not long ago, he took over the Fire Order from Chen Yuhua and became the King of the Eastern Region. Can he be regarded as one of the powerful people in the Kunlun Realm?"

"Yes, of course." Kong Lao said with a smile.

…

…………

Just as Zhang Ruochen guessed, there was an invisible door on the stone wall of the black stone mountain.

Passing through the invisible door, Zhang Ruochen arrived at the first floor of the Netherworld Dungeon.

Here, it was completely different from what he imagined the Netherworld Dungeon looked like. The land was boundless as far as the eye could see, and the world was filled with dense rules. It was actually suitable for cultivation. But the sky here was very low, as if it was floating above his head.

Not far away, there is a majestic stone tablet with four bloody ancient texts engraved on it - Mud Plow Hell Realm.

Zhang Ruochen released his mental power and explored the Mud Plow Hell World, and found that there were actually many humans and ferocious beasts living in this world. Those humans even established cities and tribes, some farming, some picking, and some trading.

However, they are all mortals, and their highest cultivation level is only at the Huangji realm.

"Since ancient times, murderers from the Kunlun Realm have been imprisoned in the Netherworld Dungeon continuously. Those murderers include not only the powerful in the Holy Realm, but also the most evil and evil among mortals. Perhaps these human beings are the descendants of those evil people. Descendants."

Zhang Ruochen didn't stay in the Mudplough Prison for long before he went to the second level of the Netherworld Dungeon, the Knife Mountain Prison.

Next is the third level, the Boiling Sand Hell Realm.

…

With each lower level, the number of creatures in the prison world will decrease exponentially.

From the first to the sixth floor, there are only creatures under the holy realm.

On the seventh floor, semi-sacred creatures finally appeared.

When Zhang Ruochen reached the tenth level of the Netherworld Dungeon, the "Niu Pit Hell Realm", he finally saw the shape of the hell realm clearly. This prison world is like a basin suspended in the dark universe.

Zhang Ruochen flew in the darkness for who knows how long, and finally approached the Niukeng Prison and landed on the edge of the Prison.

In front are dark brown mountains, and behind is boundless darkness and nothingness. No sound can be heard, no life fluctuations can be sensed, and there is a dead silence, giving people an indescribable sense of fear.

"Da da."

Zhang Ruochen walked forward, and in this silence, the sound of footsteps was particularly clear with every step he took.

"Boom."

Suddenly, the space was like a layer of black cloth, torn apart by a big green-furred hand, appeared above Zhang Ruochen's head, and slapped it down.

Zhang Ruochen glanced upward, swatted out with one hand, and collided with the big green-haired hand.

"Pfft."

The green-haired hand was smashed to pieces by Zhang Ruochen's palm, and green blood fell from the air like rain.

"So strong..."

An exclamation sounded.

In the void, a translucent green shadow appeared, like a cloud, quickly escaping into the distance.

"You still want to escape, come back to me?"

Zhang Ruochen raised his right arm, curled his fingers, and grabbed the green shadow from the air.

The translucent green shadow exploded, and in the center of the shadow, a strange creature covered with green fur appeared. It has a human-like body, but its head is larger than its body and it is extremely ugly.

The green-haired creature's cultivation level had probably reached the level of a three-step holy king, but it was suppressed by Zhang Ruochen's palm print and was unable to stand up straight.

Zhang Ruochen frowned when he saw the green-haired creature's face clearly.

"Sir, spare your life, this king... no... no... I came to Niukeng Prison just to pick a Flame Stone Grass. I will undoubtedly compete with you for the territory. If I know that there is a strong man like you in Niukeng Prison, World, even if you borrow the courage of the younger one, the younger one will not dare to come. "

The green-haired creature was more cowardly than Zhang Ruochen imagined. Before the interrogation began, it was already kneeling on the ground.

Zhang Ruochen asked: "How long did it take for you to be imprisoned in the Netherworld Dungeon?"

"What do you mean, sir? The young one was born in the Feishan Prison Realm and only recently came to the Niukeng Prison Realm." said the green-haired creature.

"Has it been living in the underworld dungeon since it was a child?"

Zhang Ruochen muttered to himself. It seemed that his guess was correct. Not all the creatures in the Netherworld Dungeon were prisoners, and more of the creatures were descendants of prisoners.

From the mouths of the green-haired creatures, Zhang Ruochen learned that creatures living in the Netherworld Dungeon could also practice cultivation. However, when their cultivation reaches a certain level, they will be driven to the next level of hell by world spirits.

Every prison world has a world spirit.

The world spirit has no form, it is just a consciousness. However, it can mobilize powerful and boundless power. No living being can compete with the world spirit.

Zhang Ruochen raised his head, looked at the boundless darkness above his head, and said secretly: "The Netherworld Dungeon is really a weird place. Even if it is a god, it is probably not an easy task to create such a prison. Interesting."

"Lv Mao, how long have you been in the Niukeng Hell Realm?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

"this……"

Zhang Ruochen released his holy power and said, "Tell the truth."

The green-haired creature trembled all over and said quickly: "It has been three months."

"Do you know about a creature named Bao Lie?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

The green-haired creature immediately shook his head and said: "I have never heard of it, but I do know that the strongest person in the Niukeng Hell Realm is a Nebula Leopard, and his cultivation has reached the realm of the Five-Step Saint King."

"Nebula Leopard."

Zhang Ruochen was overjoyed and said, "Where is it? Take me to see it."

"No, no, Nebula Leopard is the king of the Cow Pit Hell Realm. If it knows that I have come to its territory, it will definitely kill me." The green-haired creature was like a huge child, shaking its head vigorously.

Zhang Ruochen clasped his hands on his chest and said, "If you don't take me there, I can kill you right now."

Facing Zhang Ruochen's threat, the green-haired creature had no choice but to agree with a sad face and take him to the hinterland of the Niukeng Hell Realm.