Chapter 338

In the demon prison, there were sad cries and angry curses from the prisoners. I don't know how many cells suddenly became smaller and pressed the prisoners directly into meat.

Those miserable cries and angry curses, with the contraction of the distance between heaven and earth, quickly became closer, and then gradually disappeared - not because heaven and earth separated again, but because the collapsed cliff and the rapidly rising pool bottom were put together, becoming a confined space composed of rocks.

The distance between heaven and earth is rapidly getting closer, everything is compressed, and so are the rocks, which become extremely tight and hard without any cracks.

With the ability of Emperor Ming, it is also very difficult to open it.

The hard and hard surface of the rock is very smooth. The green water of the pond generates countless waves of water, moss gradually breaking up and producing countless bubbles.

It looks like an invisible giant hand is shaking a wine pot. The green wine in the pot keeps shaking.

The Emperor Ming and the old man are in this wine pot.

Looking at this picture, Emperor Ming remembered a poem Taiping said many years ago when eating hot pot with himself on the Bank of the Ming River - Green ant new fermented grains wine.

The emperor of the underworld smiled, brushed his sleeves, left the green pool and came into the air.

Inspired by his divine sense, countless thousands of soul fires in the town demon prison moved at high speed again, turned into countless thousands of little ghost souls, and drilled into those cracks.

The old man groaned with pain, and his face became extremely pale. He floated across the wave mountain formed by the pool, and his hands stretched out like lightning.

The space in the demon prison is shrinking rapidly. The mountain pool has become a wine pot, and there is no spout.

The emperor had nowhere to avoid. He was caught by the old man and pulled back into the pool.

"I am the Dragon God. I can travel in clouds and rain, as big as mountains and rivers, and as small as dust. As long as you leave my key, I will show you the real immortal family means!"

The old man shouted.

The emperor was trapped in the stone pot, and the soul fire film on his body was eroded by the pool water, getting thinner and thinner, but there was no fear on his face.

"Isn't it the heaven and earth in the pot of the Bai family? What immortal family means? You are also a big thing in the sky, but you only dare to hide under the ground and use this small hand. Where is the style of ancient divine beasts? In those days, the rosefinch flew into the sky with anger. Compared with it, you are always an insect. "

The old man said, "Your Majesty, don't excite me. As long as you can live an infinite life, what are you afraid of hiding underground and what are you afraid of small means?"

The emperor of the underworld asked seriously, "the incarnation town magic prison doesn't see the sun all year round. Won't you feel bored and lonely?"

"There is a wide world in the pot. What's the difference between here and outside?"

The old man knew that the emperor was procrastinating and thinking about ways to escape, but he didn't care.

No one can escape from the pot.

Heaven and earth in a pot is really not a means of the immortal family, but one of the most powerful magic powers in the world.

The use of Canglong once will also consume 300 years of accomplishments, so he never thought of using this method to deal with Jing Jiu, because it is not cost-effective, but it is different to deal with the Ming emperor. As long as he can eat the Ming emperor afterwards, the 300 years of accomplishments can be easily recovered.

The giant pot formed by the cliff and the bottom of the pool is smaller, leaving no space. The old man and the emperor are immersed in the pool.

The dark green water patted the emperor's face, the moss hung in his ear, and he had no eyebrows. It looked funny.

More dangerous.

The soul fire film at his finger had been eroded by the pool water. The pool water soaked in, and the skin of his finger festered and emitted a white smoke.

The old man's situation is also very bad. The demon prison has shrunk sharply, the soul fire attack density is greater, and the pain is more difficult to bear. His face is pale like a ghost.

"This green pool should be your stomach. These pools of water are your stomach juice and can corrode everything." The emperor looked at him and said, "although you are condensed by the spirit, you are already a semi entity and equally dangerous. What is the deep hatred between you and me that makes you kill me at such a high price? "

The old man suddenly laughed and said, "there is no hatred between you and me. It's all because I want to eat you. In fact, I wanted to do this for a long time, but Bai Xianren put you in prison too often, so I couldn't do it. Today is a good opportunity. As long as I swallow you into my stomach and look at the world, who else is my opponent? Didn't you think of it? Today, you have done so many things with that green hill thief, but you have brought yourself to my mouth! "

The emperor smiled and said, "I see, but have you ever thought about how you can eat me if you can't even eat what you sent to your mouth?"

The voice fell, and he turned his hands and grabbed the old man's wrist.

The old man was a little surprised, but he didn't understand why he did it.

At the beginning, he grabbed the emperor's hands and didn't want to be disturbed when heaven and earth in the pot started.

Now the Emperor Ming is trapped in the heaven and earth in the pot and immersed in the dark green pool. It may dissipate as blood at any time, but what do you want to do with your hand?

Do you want to turn yourself into blood by the dark green pool? The idea is ridiculous.

The old man was thinking about these things and suddenly felt something wrong. He looked down at their hands and his expression changed slightly. His fingers are slowly sinking into the emperor's wrist. They feel greasy and slippery, like falling into cream or rotten meat. At the same time, the emperor's fingers were sinking into his wrist and slowly breaking the skin and flesh until the back of his fingers was about to be submerged. Both the feeling and the picture are disgusting. Even he feels disgusted. What's going on? The old man felt a strong uneasiness. Heaven and earth in the pot have become. No matter how powerful the emperor can be, he can't escape. The old man is ready to leave. As long as he leaves here, no matter what means the emperor has, he can only become nothingness in the highly toxic pool. He is the spirit of the dark dragon. Theoretically, he can disappear from any place in the demon prison and appear from any place. No one can stop him. Previously, Jing Jiu couldn't get rid of him with Youming immortal sword. That's why. At this time, the old man found himself unable to leave. No matter how he destroys the divine knowledge and exerts his divine powers, he finally stays in the pool or stands in front of the Emperor Ming“ You are a spirit. Even the spirit of the black dragon is only a spirit after all. " The emperor looked at the old man and said with a smile, "when it comes to the control of the divine soul... I am the strongest underground." This is the real soul fire control. The old man's face became paler in an instant, not because of the pain from the wound, but because of the emperor's words and the looming future. The bleak and terrible future, the future he had given many prisoners. He will be eaten by the emperor. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.