Xia Qingchen puzzled: "is it false?"

Why make up false legends, who made them up, and for what purpose?

"It's true that I almost died!" The leader of the six fan palace opened his skirt, and a dark red, scarred palm print was shocking.

The palm print is concave. If it is deeper, I'm afraid it will break the heart.

"But I am not the one who catches the heavenly haters, it is Liang Wang benzun!" The master of the six fan palace tells the true secret that few people know!

"It is not the ten strong men of our six fan palace who go together, but the ten palace masters!"

Xia Qingchen couldn't help but be moved. Can Liang Wang and the top ten palace leaders capture the strong one?

How terrible is its strength?

"In addition, it was not a hundred years ago, but twenty years ago." The leader of the six fan Palace said slowly, "the cultivation of the heavenly hater hasn't lost much."

Xia Qingchen is cautious. It's better not to go to prison No. 1 if it's not necessary.

"Thanks for reminding." Xia Qingchen holds his fist and steps down the stairs into the legendary heart refining prison.

With the nine stone doors closed one after another, Xia Qingchen completely fell into a fiery world.

What you can see is a vast ocean of magma.

Over the magma, there are 100 small islands with a radius of one mile. On each island, there is a cage.

That is the prison for the most heinous criminals.

Different islands are connected by stairs. Xia Qingchen jumps to the first island.

Suddenly, he noticed a faint flame in the air and tried to get into his body.

That flame should be an all pervasive heart fire.

Xia Qingchen immediately lit the candle and put it into the lantern to feel around.

The cage of the island was empty, so there was no pure power nearby. He had to go deeper along the steps.

It was not until he arrived at cage 80 that he finally felt a trace of power, but it was too weak. It might be attractive to the little star, but it was useless to him.

He moved on again until he came to prison 10.

The strength here is OK, but it is still difficult to satisfy Xia Qingchen.

"Is someone taking power away?" Xia Qingchen frowned slightly. According to his understanding, no disciple of Liufan palace has been here for ten years.

The accumulated power should be quite majestic!

Until he came to prison No. 2, Xia Qingchen frowned deeper, and the strength here was not as good as that of prison No. 10!

Someone definitely took away the power!

"How many years have it been? The leader of the six fan palace still put his disciples down to practice. Don't you have a long lesson?" Suddenly, a voice almost in my ear came.

Xia Qingchen suddenly turned back and there was no one behind him.

There is only an island ten miles apart. That island is the forbidden place in the heart refining prison - Prison No. 1.

He stared at the island and vaguely saw a cage in the middle of prison No. 1.

"Are you talking to me?" Xia Qingchen tentatively said.

"Otherwise?" The voice appeared in my ears again.

Xia Qingchen was slightly surprised. Ten miles apart, whether transmitting or listening to the voice, it was as close as before.

This person's five senses perception has gone beyond the scope of ordinary people!

His cultivation is so profound that he may not be a bit weaker than the Banshee queen.

"Twenty years later, your cultivation is still so high. Your strength is stronger than legend." Xia Qingchen's understated comments.

At the moment, I still have such strength and peak state. I'm afraid it's really no worse than the demon emperor.

"Hehe, you haven't appreciated the place where I am strong." The man smiled mysteriously.

Then, an extremely harsh sound wave rolled from the island.

The air nearby and the magma below were all thundering.

All the prisoners in prison 10 screamed in pain.

Prisoners No. 2 to No. 9, which is not a powerful peerless power, they are still in pain, not to mention a six fan palace disciple?

But who knows, Xia Qingchen stood in place with his hands. Except that his ink hair and clothes were flying, his face had no expression, and his eyebrows didn't even wrinkle.

The sound wave lasted ten breaths before it finally disappeared.

Xia Qingchen wrote lightly, "is this your strongest place? To tell you the truth, it's boring. "

That sound wave is actually a mental attack.

The leader of Liufan palace reminded him not to get close to prison No. 1. Maybe there were a group of disciples who suffered mental attacks.

"Who are you?" There was a trace of surprise in the old man's voice.

His mental attack is unbearable for the mid month warden who has been monitoring him. Can ordinary teenagers be indifferent to him?

Xia Qingchen didn't look back and said faintly, "like you, the prisoner of heart refining prison! It's just that I'm popular and don't have to stay in a cage like you. "

prisoner?

The old man immediately said, "wait a minute! I mistakenly thought you were from the six fan palace, so I just shot. "

"Is there a difference between yes and no?" Summer light dust doesn't matter.

The old man smiled mysteriously: "of course! The difference is that the island where the Buddha is located has accumulated strength for 20 years. You can take all of it since you are a fellow believer. "

oh

Xia Qingchen thought for a while, stepped on the ladder and walked half way. Sure enough, he felt the powerful and extraordinary free power.

Even if you take a sip, the just consolidated seven Sense Cultivation of the big star position will rise.

If you set foot on the island, the strength there is so strong that you can't imagine it.

The old man said in a seductive tone, "the rest of the local forces have been absorbed by the local guards without permission, but he dare not take a step on his own island."

No wonder!

Xia Qingchen wondered why the free power here was so weak. It turned out that someone was stealing from himself.

"Come to my island, enough to give you inexhaustible strength!" The old man continued to seduce.

Xia Qingchen stood on the ladder and said, "why do you lead me to the island? Let's make it clear first."

The old man laughed: "let you go to the island, but I hope to talk to you about a deal. Is my Lord still greedy for you?"

"Let's talk about it first." Summer light dust, cloud light wind light road.

The old man smiled and narrowed his eyes: "you let me go, I tell you you don't have unique knowledge."

He is a peerless hero who ran around the world twenty years ago. He hates heaven and is a powerful minister. He is rare in the world.

I believe anyone will be moved.

"Not interested." Xia Qingchen flatly refused, but he stepped onto the island.

Sure enough, the power on the island was suffocating.

The power was vaporized into white mist, which shrouded the whole island in white mist.

Xia Qingchen came to the cage, which was made of unknown metal and dark inside.

He lifted the lantern and looked inside.

But there was a man hanging in the dark cage.

His limbs, waist and chest were tightly wound with thick chains of his arms, which hung in the middle of the cage.

Except for his head, he was bound up and down and couldn't move a bit.

Because of winding for many years, the chain has grown together with its meat, regardless of each other.

Xia Qingchen secretly thought, what kind of person should be so strict in preventing the trap and not give any chance to get out of the trap.

"It's a little doll!" Hen Tianchen's gray eyebrows bent slightly, showing a wisp of disappointment( Continue to explode tomorrow!)