Chapter 2829

Execution prison.

This dark and bloody prison was built under the ancient city of Jiuyao, forming a world of its own.

There are three floors in the prison.

Each floor holds different criminals.

In the Dharma-ending era, the strong who committed unforgivable felonies will be suppressed and redeemed in it.

Those sinners are not foreign enemies, nor are they demons from the void, they are all from the strong guards of the ancient city of Jiuyao!

Some of them were peerless figures in the ancient city of Jiuyao, who had slaughtered countless enemies of heavenly demons.

But because of serious crimes, he was completely suppressed.

Suppression Prison, as the name suggests, is to make these strong men who wear sinful bodies change their minds and cleanse their sins.

The first floor of the Execution Prison.

On both sides of the dark and winding corridor, there are eternal copper lamps hanging, and there is a prison cell on one side of each copper lamp.

The cell is made of black boulders and is impenetrable.

"Hey, there is another little guy from the outside world coming to visit, come, come, I am in a good mood today, as long as you kneel down and call ancestor, I will reward you with a fortune!"

Su Yi had just arrived when a dry and hoarse laughter suddenly sounded.

Su Yi turned his head to look at the cell on one side. A middle-aged man with a good appearance and white clothes was standing in the dark cell with blood on the floor, looking at him with a smile.

The middle-aged man was handsome, but his body under the white clothes was full of rotten cracks, exuding a foul and foul smell.

When Su Yi looked over for the first time, a bloody and overbearing thunder figure suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, exuding terrifying destructive power.

That thunderous aura was obviously transformed by the middle-aged man's consciousness, and he wanted to occupy Su Yi's soul in one fell swoop!

But in just a moment, the thunderbolt dharma was torn apart and completely dissipated.

The middle-aged man put his head in his hands and let out a shrill scream. His face was bleeding and he was extremely ferocious.

Su Yi shook his head slightly.

I don't know how many enemies in this world have tried to occupy his soul, and even some old things who are overwhelmed have tried to occupy the magpie's nest and take away his home.

But without exception, they all hit a wall in front of the Nine Prison Sword and lost miserably!

"Call me ancestor, I won't kill you."

Su Yi smiled.

The middle-aged man looked resentful and said nothing.

Su Yi looked down at the side of the cell. On the wall there was engraved a "Crime Edict", introducing the identity of the person detained in the cell, as well as his merits and demerits.

"Cen Xinghe, the Great Perfection Heavenly Monarch of the Destiny Realm, guarded the ancient city of Jiuyao for 3,900 years, slayed countless demons, and made 103 military exploits..."

In the beginning, I wrote about Cen Xinghe's achievements, big and small military exploits, and listed them all in great detail.

From those words, Su Yi realized that this Cen Xinghe was no ordinary Heavenly Monarch, and his fighting power was extremely outstanding and tyrannical.

But when he saw the crimes committed by Cen Xinghe, Su Yi couldn't help frowning.

Every time this person made a military exploit, he would invite friends and companions in the city, hold a big banquet, drink and have fun, and play the flute every night.

During a banquet, just because a woman he liked refused to drink with him, he pulled out his sword in anger, smashed the woman's body into thousands of pieces, smashed her bones into ashes, and ended up annihilated.

And this woman's identity is very noble, she is the legitimate daughter of an old monster who guards the ancient city of Jiuyao.

Cen Xinghe also realized the seriousness of the problem and chose to escape, but he was surrounded and surrounded, and was finally suppressed and imprisoned in this crime-killing prison.

"Do you believe it?"

Suddenly, Cen Xinghe in the cell opened his mouth. He stared at Su Yi with dim eyes, and there was a smile on his lips.

Cen Xinghe sighed: "I am a dignified swordsman, an existence at the level of a heavenly monarch, countless demon hunters, and outstanding military exploits. How can I kill a woman just because she refuses to drink?"

Speaking of this, Cen Xinghe was taken aback, only to find that the young man outside the cell was not interested at all, turned around and left!

"Little guy! Didn't you come to Slaying Prison to get good luck? I can give it to you!"

Cen Xinghe shouted.

But the little guy in his eyes gradually drifted away.

"Haha, old devil Cen, your nonsense is no longer useful!"

"I still want to deceive other people's little babies. I don't know that this is not the end of the Dharma era? In the past, before those little babies entered the execution prison, which one didn't know the situation here like the back of their hands, so they wouldn't be fooled at all!"

"Poor old devil Cen, you didn't lose money by stealing chickens. Did you suffer another dark loss just now?"

... In the nearby cell, there was a burst of loud laughter.

Cen Xinghe, who was dressed in white and snowy, stood there, sighing with a lonely expression: "But what I'm telling is the truth."

Immediately, he grabbed the gate of the cell with both hands and shouted in the direction Su Yi left:

"Ancestor! Come back quickly! This place is not for you at all, it's too dangerous!"

In the various cells of the first floor of the prison, there was another burst of laughter.

It seemed that every prisoner was not surprised that Cen Xinghe would do this, and they all regarded him as a joke.

Su Yi also heard these movements and couldn't help shaking his head slightly.

Before coming here, he had indeed learned about the situation of the "Prison of Execution of Crimes".

The sinners imprisoned here, in fact, had died to death as early as the end of the Dharma-ending Era!

What exists now is just a kind of imprint power that does not disperse.

The power of this imprint is extremely unique. It is formed by the condensed fragments of soul power, power of guilt and miscellaneous evil spirits.

In the eyes of ascetics, this kind of imprinting power is called "sin soul".

"Little brother, I see that your seal is darkened and your fate is condensed. I am afraid that there will be bloody disasters. Would you like to make a divination for you?"

In a prison cell, an immortal Taoist in black spoke worriedly.

In his palm, he held a copper coin for divination.

Su Yi stomped his feet quietly, "Then do the math, when will you really die."

The Taoist in black was startled.

And at this moment, all the voices in all the cells on the first floor fell silent, becoming extremely dull.

It seems that all the "sinners" are staring at the movement here.

It's not surprising that Su Yi noticed this scene.

In this first layer of prison, only nineteen souls are still alive today.

Among the most dangerous are two.

One is Cen Xinghe in the first cell.

The other is the Taoist in black "Xuan Zhong".

In the past long years, many ascetics who entered the prison of killing sins fell into Xuan Zhong's hands, and before they could crush the Xingyao Token, Xuan Zhong took their hearts and souls!

"The way of divination refers directly to fate. Although it is a small way, it is also a kind of rule of fate." The black-clothed Taoist Xuan Zhong said seriously, "If you don't believe me, little brother, you might as well introduce the poor way to divination, if it doesn't work , little brother, you can just laugh it off, if it works, I don’t want anything extravagantly, I just hope that little brother will give me a pot of wine to drink,

enough. "

In this first prison, the atmosphere became more and more oppressive, only Xuan Zhong's voice echoed in the dark corridor.

The shadow of the lamp made Su Yi's face flicker on and off. He stared at Xuan Zhong for a while, and said, "Not giving up? Yes, then let you do the math."

Xuan Zhong looked solemn, and said: "Little brother, please spread your palms!"

Su Yi did as he did, spreading out his right hand.

With a flick of his fingertips, Xuan Zhong threw the copper coin into the air, producing a strange humming like a bird chirping.

A wisp of obscure fluctuations then spread, passed through the cell door, and landed in Su Yi's palm.

At this moment, there was a burst of noise from different cells on the first floor.

"Haha, another unlucky guy!"

"Master Xuan's soul-snatching and heart-snatching method is getting stronger and stronger!"

"This kid made Cen Xinghe suffer a dark loss before, I thought he came prepared, it seems that I was overthinking."

Among those voices, there were gloating, laughing and sarcasm, and pity and sympathy.

Cen Xinghe was even more heartbroken, he beat his chest and said, "Ancestor, ancestor, even if you are going to die, death by my hands is better than death by the old demon Xuan Zhong!"

But at this moment, Xuan Zhong's face changed drastically, as if he had been hit hard, his figure fell to the ground with a thud, and he twitched violently, with a scream of pain from his lips.

The audience was dead silent.

All sinners were shocked.

What happened?

But seeing Su Yi's outstretched right hand retracted, the copper coin belonging to Taoist Xuan Chong suddenly fell into the palm of his hand like a swallow returning to its nest, and it twirled non-stop.

All the sinners were taken aback.

That copper coin is very special, it has a great origin, it is called 'Zhu Xin', and it is where the life of the old monster Xuan Zhong lives.

Once the copper coins are lost, Xuan Zhong's sinful body will collapse at any time and disappear completely!

It's just that no one could have imagined that this would happen.

How does a young man in a free and unrestrained state achieve this step?

In the long past, some powerful characters tried to take away Xuan Zhong's copper coins, but they all died miserably.

Those sinful souls only remembered that there was only one sword cultivator named Jiang Wuchen who escaped a catastrophe when he confronted the old monster Xuan Zhong.

But he couldn't take away that "Zhu Xin" copper coin!

"This copper coin is not simple."

Su Yi looked at the copper coin in the palm of his hand. It looked like jade but not jade, like gold and not gold. It was made of unknown material. Holding it in his hand, it was like holding a demon that could steal people's hearts at any time. It had a strange and mysterious aura. .

"You... how can you not be afraid of the power to punish your heart, could it be that you have already condensed your soul?"

Xuan Chong hissed.

He looked miserable, curled up on the ground, twitching all over, with pain written all over his face, extremely twisted.

Soul!

This word fell into the ears of those sinful souls, and they were all shocked.

How could it be possible for a character in the Happy Realm to condense the mental power that even some heavenly emperors couldn't ask for?

Su Yi didn't answer, but only looked at the Zhuxin copper coin in his hand, and said, "I heard that the power of Zhuxin copper coin is like a dog chain, tied around the neck of every sinner on the first floor, right?"

All of a sudden, the faces of the sinners in the prisons on the first floor changed drastically.

"How did he know?"

"Which bastard told him?"

"Old demon Xuan Zhong, did you tell him to save your life?"

... A burst of angry shouts sounded.

Xuan Zhong, a Taoist in black, was furious, and said angrily, "I will reveal this life-related secret?"

At this time, Cen Xinghe suddenly put his hands on his hips, and laughed triumphantly: "I told my ancestors!" Everyone: "..."