Chapter 52 Why the bell rings

Logically speaking, the old man should go to the lower level of the Demon Suppression Prison to check it out for himself. The problem is that the toxicity and corrosiveness in the pool water are too strong, and he himself finds it a little troublesome.

What's even more troublesome is that even if he goes there by himself, he will feel a little disgusting.

He touched his stomach and felt nothing uncomfortable, so he sat down by the cliff.

If that ghost wants to leave the Demon-Suppressing Prison, he must come out from here.

The old man looked at the Bitan below from the cliff and looked at it for a few days.

He felt a little bored and hungry, so he raised his head and looked up from above and grabbed him from afar.

The wind whistled among the cliffs on the first floor of the Demon Suppression Prison, and the rap sound disappeared again.

The door of a certain cell opened, and a tall and thin man was shaken out and landed heavily on the ground.

This tall and thin man is a master of evil deeds with extremely strong cultivation, but he was bound by the lock of energy and was unable to resist at all.

An invisible force appeared in the dark world, like an invisible hand, grabbing the evil master and quickly retreating.

I don’t know how long it took, but the evil master fell off the cliff, crossed the hot sand field, and came to the old man by the cliff.

The old man reached out and pinched the upper arm of the evil master. He felt quite tight. He said with satisfaction: "The muscles are good and the evil spirit is full, so it can be considered a regular meal."

The evil master vaguely knew the biggest taboo in the Demon Prison and shouted sternly: "You monster, if you want to kill, don't humiliate me!"

The old man ignored him and used a little force to tear off the evil master's right arm.

Blood splattered, and the evil master was pale in pain, but he only groaned.

Because of the broken arm, the vital energy lock was slightly loose, and he mobilized his true energy and blasted into his mind, hoping to die quickly.

An extremely domineering force appeared on the cliff.

The old man strangled his throat and looked at him with a expressionless expression, "Even if you are a hero, dead meat will not taste good."

After saying this, he threw the evil master off the cliff.

As the old man waved his hand, the extremely domineering force entered the body of the evil master through his fingertips, sealing his vortex of energy, making him unable to move.

The evil master fell into the deep blue pool, splashing a piece of green water. After floating and sinking several times, he began to dissolve his flesh and blood and sink to the bottom of the pool.

The old man stood by the cliff, looked at the scene in the pond, picked up the broken arm in his hand, and chewed it down like eating a radish, and chewed it down in a few mouthfuls.

He touched his stomach, burped, feeling that he finally felt a little full and his mood improved a lot.

At this time, there was another movement in the blue pond under the cliff. A figure like a white fish swam up silently, breaking through the dense green duckweed and swimming to the edge of the pond.

The man brought out something at the bottom of the pond, with a strange shape, like a branch struck by lightning, or a long reef.

Looking at this thing, the man said something, and stood up with his back to the old man on the cliff. His body shook slightly, and the poisonous water in the pool evaporated into smoke and disappeared without a trace.

The man took out a white dress and put it on his body, then brushed his right hand over his face, and used the sword energy to cover his true face, then turned around.

The old man stood by the cliff and remained silent.

Who is this person? He can't even see through this layer of sword energy?

What is even more puzzling is that this person was able to sneak into the lower level of the Demon Suppression Prison silently, and he was not discovered by him, and he could come back safely, looking at the water in the pond as if nothing was left.

This person's aura realm is not very strong, so why can he do these things?

That must be very powerful in other aspects.

This is very good.

The stronger the ghost, the better it tastes.

The body of this ghost looks so perfect, and I think the spiritual energy is extremely clean and full. It must taste good and it will definitely be very nourishing.

If I could eat this ghost, I might be able to live longer than I could.

Thinking of this section, the old man's eyes showed a greedy expression, saliva flowed from the corners of his lips, and a disgusting and fishy smell.

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In the quiet room of the Guocheng Temple Rule Hall, the ancestor Xuanyin put down the Buddhist scriptures in his hand and looked at the young man beside him.

He found that Yin San had something to do.

This is a very rare thing.

It’s not that Yin San rarely thinks about his thoughts, but that even if Yin San is thinking about how to destroy this world, the world often has no sense of it.

Yin San wrote his thoughts on his face, which means that this matter is very big, or it is very important to him.

Even when the Queen of Snow Kingdom gave birth to a child, he did not do this.

The ancestor squatted in front of Yin San and asked carefully: "What's wrong?"

Yin San said, "I sent a letter to the Demon Suppression Prison."

The ancestor knew that Yin San was doing something through the Bu Lao Lin, but he didn't know that this matter was related to the Demon Suppression Prison.

He was surprised, but his expression was as calm as usual, as many times before.

But then he found that there was something wrong with his response and quickly showed shock.

He noticed with his light that Yin San shouldn't notice it, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's the Demon Suppression Prison..."

The ancestor Xuanyin remembered it very clearly. Yin San packed his luggage and was about to leave that day. Could it be related to the Demon Suppression Prison?

Yin San's realm is too low, and it will be very dangerous if he reveals his identity, so he rarely takes action himself.

When Yuntai destroyed such a major event, he just went to Kirishima and said a few words to the Western Prince Sun.

What kind of big things need him to take action personally?

Yin San said nothing and walked out of Jing's room.

After passing through the shadows left by the pine forest, he came to the tower forest. He took out a volume of Buddhist scriptures from his sleeve and put them into a stone tower.

Just then, the bell for the end of evening class sounded at Guocheng Temple.

In the distant bell, Yin San walked out of the temple and came outside the vegetable garden. Looking at the house that seemed to burn in the twilight, thinking of the burning River Styx underground, he was silent for a long time.

The mosquitoes in the Demon Suppression Prison have not been able to bring back the soul fire of the Emperor of the Underworld for three years, and there are already cries on both sides of the Styx River.

But he believed that Emperor Ming was not dead, but instead confirmed his original speculation - Jing Jiu went to the Demon Suppression Prison to solve the problem of the sword ghost.

From the day when Jing Jiu guessed that he entered the Demon Suppression Prison, he began to make arrangements.

This time he did less and easier.

He asked Bu Lao Lin to send a letter to the Demon Prison.

As long as Jing Xin is not too stupid, he will definitely tell Zhongzhou Pati about this.

No matter what the Zhongzhou School thinks, it will definitely check the letter, which is equivalent to being sent to the Demon Suppression Prison.

There was a quarrel behind the courtyard wall, and the smell of oil smoke. The fat monk stole something. Yin San thought that the delicious food in the world, who could resist eating it?

That dragon will definitely find a way to swallow Jing Jiu.

But it's hard to swallow.

It will be messy at that time.

Chaoge City will inevitably usher in an earthquake.

Jing Jiu died.

The Canglong is awesome.

The Emperor of the Underworld comes out.

This is the picture he wants to see.

He knew that dragon's greed and had confidence in Jing Jiu. The only problem was that he didn't know the situation of Taichang Prison.

The bell of Guocheng Temple rang again.

He looked at the last twilight and thought to himself that he could only rely on yourself.

Except me, no one in the world will help you.
Chapter completed!