Chapter 1469 8-Armed Bull Demon

"Rebirth of the Peerless Wasted Young Man ()"

"Ah, let me out!"

In the cage, figures roared one after another, like thunder from the blue, deafening and echoing in the closed underground palace for a long time.

Ye Tian glanced at it and saw hundreds of cages. Each cage held a prisoner. Most of them had the cultivation level of gods, and a small number were even earthly immortals.

Ye Tian was not surprised at all. The Jiuli Divine Sect could dominate Kunxu, so it naturally needed some thunderbolt means to attack dissidents and arrest or kill those who dared to resist its authority.

Most of these people were imprisoned here for this reason.

Some of them were even the leaders of a certain religion. The mountain gate was leveled and people were imprisoned here.

If old man Jiu Jue is caught, this will probably be his final destination.

"What's it called? It's so noisy, why don't you save some energy?" Someone said impatiently, his voice weak.

Ye Tianxunsheng took a look and saw that he was an old earthly immortal with only one arm. He had been imprisoned for who knows how long. His hair was white as snow, his clothes were ragged, his skin was wrinkled, his cultivation was almost clean, and the essence of his flesh and blood was almost squeezed out. Dry, the energy and blood were extremely weak, and I felt like I might die at any time.

There are many people who are about to die like him, lying motionless in the prison, weak and lingering, on the verge of the end of their lives.

No one who is imprisoned in the Black Prison can ever come out.

When they were first imprisoned, they probably shouted, but in the end they chose to lower their heads and recognize the reality.

The reason why the air here is filled with strong blood energy is because the essence of their flesh and blood is being squeezed and eventually absorbed by the underground spiritual roots. It is also becoming the material for the Twelve Capitals' Heavenly Gods and Evil Formation.

"Brother Ye, it's not advisable to stay here for a long time. Let's split up. Find Elder Li as soon as possible and leave early." Luo Feng said to Ye Tian, ​​then rushed towards the cage area and shouted: "Elder Li!"

"Okay!" Ye Tian rushed in the other direction, but while running, he took a few more glances at the alien creature on the altar in the center of the magma pool.

It was a strange creature about one foot tall, with the head of an ox and the body of a human body. It had four arms, and each arm branched off from the elbow, making a total of eight arms.

Ye Tian, ​​who came from the world of cultivating immortals in his previous life and had contact with hundreds of millions of races, could easily identify that this was an eight-armed bull demon.

The eight-armed bull demon is a relatively common and powerful race in the cosmic sky. Its eight arms can use eight weapons at the same time, making it difficult to fight with each other.

A chain made of an unknown material, as dark as ink, shining with an icy black light, which even the fire of the earth's lungs could not melt, was pierced through the body of the eight-armed bull demon, locking it to the altar.

Against the backdrop of the red firelight, the eight-armed bull demon's hair was as messy as red weeds, his eyes were tightly closed, and his body was dry, with almost no trace of flesh and blood, leaving only skin and bones.

"Condensing Pill!"

Ye Tian suddenly trembled. This turned out to be an eight-armed bull demon in the elixir condensation stage.

Ye Tian turned his fiery eyes and golden pupils and saw a dull, gray-white pill in his dantian.

This is Yuan Dan, which has been squeezed out.

Looking at it, the eight-armed bull demon was already dead.

However, under Ye Tian's fiery golden eyes, there was something strange, and a mouthful of anger got stuck in the eight-armed bull demon's throat and was not swallowed.

Ye Tian didn't think much about it and went to find Elder Li Chundao.

"Junior, let me out, I can give you endless treasures."

"I can teach you amazing magical powers."

"I am the head of the Zhang family in the Northern Territory."

…

The sudden arrival of the three uninvited guests made the Black Prison abuzz. The screams were shocking, and various threats and inducements were used to get the three men to let them out.

The one-armed old man with snow-white hair who was lying on the ground and looking like he was about to die just now suddenly shook his body and stood up. His thin figure actually had a sense of majesty.

When he stood up, he showed that he still had a trace of super fighting power, instead of being as weak as he seemed on the surface.

"Little handsome boy, come here. Grandpa has something to say to you. Grandpa doesn't expect to leave here. He just wants to pass on his world-shattering magical powers. In this way, you kneel on the ground and kowtow three times, and grandpa will pass on his world-shattering magical powers. Here you go." The one-armed old man said to Luo Feng, in a step-by-step manner.

"Don't listen to his nonsense. Everyone in the world knows that the one-armed Taoist is cunning and can eat people without spitting out their bones." Old Man Jiujue glanced over and reminded him.

"How do you know?" The one-armed old man was suddenly startled and looked at the old man Jiu Jue carefully.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank and he said, "Are you Jiu Jue?"

"It's a good thing that your old eyes are not dim. The Heavenly Prison has not turned you to death for fifty years. Your life is really tough." The old man Jiu Jue said with a strange expression.

"Brother Jiu Jue, I have been sorry for my mistakes in the past. I am here to apologize to you. You rescue me. From now on, we two brothers will work together to create a broader sky. "

Fifty years ago, the one-armed old man was as famous as the old man Jiu Jue, and they were both famous thieves in the world.

However, the relationship between the two is really not good. They often fight and throw dirty water on each other.

"Okay, in the next life. In this life I will change my ways."

Old Man Jiu Jue stopped paying attention to the one-armed old man, his eyes flickered as he stared at the eight-armed bull demon on the altar.

This is a powerful figure, far more powerful than him. He has been dead for who knows how many years, but he still has murderous intent overflowing from his body, making people afraid to approach him.

Old Man Jiu Jue had a vague guess in his mind. This eight-armed bull demon was the last demon king who was captured and killed five hundred years ago.

The Jiuli Divine Sect trapped him here, not only to squeeze out the essence of his flesh and blood, but also to prevent his resurrection, lock him on the altar, and burn him with the fire of the earth and lungs, wiping out his soul bit by bit.

Likewise, this was a severe punishment for his heinous crimes.

"Hey, that's it?"

On the altar, at the feet of the eight-armed bull demon, there is a stone carving and a few lines of small words.

"Could it be the Heavenly Demon's Divine Art?" Old Man Jiu Jue's heart moved.

The Heavenly Demon Divine Skill is the supreme skill of the demon clan. It has been lost for a long time and old man Jiu Jue was not lucky enough to see it. However, it is said to be very powerful and can suck people's souls and blood essence.

In the opinion of old man Jiu Jue, the Eight-Armed Heavenly Demon King is trapped here, and forcing him to hand over the Heavenly Demon's magical power is probably one of Jiuli's dirty purposes.

Whoosh!

With this thought, Old Man Jiujue rushed towards the altar.

Although there were prohibitions on the magma pool, it could not stop him. He passed quickly without any danger.

"Made, you dare to even take the idea of ​​the Eight-Armed Demon King, and you dare to say that you have washed your hands in a golden basin. I wish you a bad death." The one-armed old Taoist cursed.