Traveling through the heavens as a myth

Why hasn't that bronze cauldron dissipated?

Isn't the attack over yet?

Also, why is the space in front of me distorted?

Ah what is this?

"Boom!"

With a muffled sound, the basalt army monk closest to the bronze cauldron turned into a puddle of mud.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Before the other cultivators of the basalt army came back to their senses, each cultivator of the basalt army turned into a pool of mud in the muffled sound.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen basalt army monks died suddenly.

Losing enough support from the cultivators of the basalt army, the huge blood-colored basalt phantom suddenly dissipated.

The panic was spreading, the fellow died inexplicably, and the support was gone.

Now they are lambs to be slaughtered.

"kill!"

Ning Yang let out a low cry and was the first to enter the Xuanwu army.

Others heard the shouts of killing, recovered and joined them.

Without the Xuanwu formation, to Ning Yang and the others, the Xuanwu Army was just ordinary Yuandan realm monks.

In a blink of an eye, more than a hundred basalt troops were slaughtered.

The last obstacle to entering the Yin Earth Prison was gone, and Ning Yang and the others rushed towards the entrance.

Chapter 205

Entrance to Yintu Hell.

Because of the Xuanwu army, at this time, the heavy golden gate was half open.

Ning Yang opened the door completely, and then took the lead and rushed in.

The upper part of the Yintu Prison was where the jailers and basalt army monks lived. Naturally, Ning Yang and others headed directly underground.

Ning Yang and others soon came to the basement floor.

It was different from the prison Ning Yang imagined. It was not dim, there was no dirty water, flies flying around, and there was no unbearable stench.

The walls or ceilings are inlaid with night pearls, shining like daylight, and the prisoners in the cell can be seen clearly.

Perhaps this is not only a means to punish prisoners, but also a means to prevent prisoners from doing small actions.

Most of them wore shackles and sat silently in the corner of the cell.

At this time, there are only a few jailers left here, and the remaining jailers are missing. Maybe they got up more when the previous accident happened, or they ran away.

"You, yes, who are you?"

Seeing Ning Yang and others rushing in, the remaining jailers were holding weapons, their bodies trembling, and their voices trembling.

Ning Yang didn't talk nonsense with these jailers, and stabbed them with a few shots, ending their lives.

To be able to come to the Yintu prison as jailers, their involvement with the Xuanwu dynasty is naturally very deep, and they have a high probability of killing innocent lives.

Even if it didn't, Ning Yang didn't have enough time to distinguish this, and could only cut the mess with a sharp knife.

Seeing this scene, the prisoners in the cell rushed to the edge of the cell one after another, begging Ning Yang to come out, just as the silence before was pretended.

"Little brother, I was wronged, please save me!"

"The righteous man, King Xuanwu is cruel, save me and fight the Xuanwu Dynasty together!"

"Hero, I just cursed King Xuanwu a few words and got caught in, please help me!"

Ning Yang ignored their cry for help, and while checking the prisoners in the cell, he shouted the word "Xin Ming".

Whether these prisoners are saying true or false, whether they are good or evil, they need time to carefully check.

What Ning Yang lacks most now is time.

If these prisoners are released regardless, it may be possible to increase the success rate of their escape later.

But who should be responsible for the innocent casualties caused by these prisoners?

Therefore, Ning Yang simply became a deaf and mute person and concentrated on searching for Xinming who was detained.

"did not find."

"Not on this level."

Several other people also dispersed to check, but none of them were found.

"Go to the next floor!"

The second floor underground, no.

The third floor underground, no.

...

There is no eighth underground.

Ning Yang couldn't help being a little impatient, and rudely tore open the door to the ninth underground floor and walked in.

This is the last layer of the Yin Earth Prison.

Different from the previous eight layers, this layer was full of silence, as if all the prisoners inside were dead.

One by one, they described them as being withered, without eyes, and clearly alive, but they were already dead.

"Xin Ming!"

Ning Yang and others still yelled Xinming's name loudly while checking the prisoners in the cell.

at this time.

There was a sound of "crashing" shackles, and a fierce-looking prisoner rushed to the edge of the cell and tried to get out of the cell with his hands.