Chapter 1969 18th Floor

"Hey, senior brother Tianjie, look quickly, why does that person look so similar to Tian Wanghou?"

The inner space of the abyss is extremely vast, and any level of prison can be accessed from the first floor. The tenth floor is basically controlled by the Protoss, and there are also some strong people of the Protoss who come in and out.

Now some generations from the Protoss have come and are escorting a prisoner, but a word at this time made Shen Tianjie's face change drastically, isn't Tian Wanghou Dao Ling?

"how is this possible!"

A group of people were dumbfounded because they saw a person, a prisoner escorted by several guards to Prison No. 10!

Isn't it the king of heaven? He is actually here, what is the situation?

"No, no, it's impossible, it's not him..." Shen Yuhua's legs were trembling, her face turned pale, she felt that this was impossible, it must be that this person was too similar to Dao Ling.

Dao Ling is the Marquis of Heaven, an all-powerful and powerful man in the Human Race Alliance. He was not yet 40 years old, and he was very popular half a year ago. I don’t know how many women admire him, but how could the majestic King of Heaven appear in the abyss?

"Hahahahaha!"

Shen Tianjie couldn't help laughing, and rushed forward. He looked at Dao Ling and let out a hysterical laugh: "Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter, hahaha!"

Several members of the Protoss tribe knelt on the ground and roared. The enmity between Dao Ling and the Protoss was not bad, but now Dao Ling was imprisoned here.

"Is it that funny?" Dao Ling stared at these people.

"Hahaha!" Shen Tianjie yelled and laughed: "Good Dao Ling, you dare to be so arrogant when you are about to die. I have already passed it to you. The next generation should know how to keep a low profile and forbear, but you just don't listen, don't listen! !"

Shen Tianjie was about to go crazy, roaring to the sky, incomparably joyful.

"Senior Brother Tianjie, just hack him to death with one knife!" A member of the Protoss tribe grinned grinningly, and offered a magic knife.

"That's natural, and it's impossible to keep him alive!" Shentian Jie Leng Senshen said, removing the thorn in his flesh with his own hands, which was what he dreamed of.

Shen Xinye's face changed drastically, and he hurried up and said, "No, he can't die, don't mess around!"

"Presumptuous!" Shen Tianjie's expression turned cold, and he shouted, "What are you? How dare you stop me from doing things, get the hell out of here!"

Shen Xinye's face was a bit ferocious,

After all, Shen Tianjie is not an ordinary person, and he is not even Shen Tianjie's opponent at all.

Now that Dao Ling was directly taken away by Shen Tianjie, the expressions of the guards changed drastically. If Dao Ling died, they would have no way to deal with each other.

"Dao Ling, I want you to see with your own eyes the scene of your head falling to the ground!" Shen Tianjie drew out his bright killing sword and laughed loudly.

"Do you think you can kill me?" Dao Ling sneered: "Come on, I'll stand here and let you chop one up and let me have a look."

"You're looking for death!" Shen Tianjie's face turned green, and Dao Ling couldn't see being arrogant in front of him, especially in this situation!

He directly drew out the killing sword and slashed at it, wanting to cut off Dao Ling's head.

"Boom!"

But before the killing sword landed on Dao Ling's neck, the whole killing sword was shattered, and a burst of icy air oppressed it.

This is a figure wearing jet-black battle armor, as cold as a god and demon, striding forward.

"Who!" Shen Tianjie stared at Shen Zheng and said angrily, "Shen Zheng, what are you doing? Ah!"

"My No. 10 dares to kill my prisoner." Shenzheng's face was as sharp as a knife, full of coldness, and he shouted: "Get out, get out, get out!"

"It's a bastard!" A member of the Shen clan was furious, and shouted: "Shen Zheng, you are so bold that you dare to reprimand Senior Brother Tianjie!"

These God Clan members obviously didn't take Shen Zheng seriously. Shen Zheng was dispatched here by the God Clan to take care of Prison No. 10. Even if he wasn't a first-rank military marquis, he would have died countless times!

"what!"

The soles of Shen Zheng's feet slammed on the ground, and the terrifying aura rushed in, tearing the sky and the earth, he was like a god and demon, ruthless.

And this Protoss clansman was blown apart by the crush, and flew out, bleeding all over his body.

"You!" Shen Tianjie was furious, he didn't expect Shen Zheng to remain stubborn, so stubborn that he didn't even give him face.

"If you don't leave, all of you will be locked up in Prison No. 10." Shen Zheng said coldly.

"Damn it!" Shen Tianjie gritted his teeth for a while, and was about to ask his master to kill Dao Ling himself. It was impossible for him to keep Dao Ling alive.

"We'll see!" Shen Tianjie snorted coldly, and angrily led him away.

Shen Zheng's eyes swept towards the silent Dao Ling, and said: "Put the prisoners in the three rooms on the tenth floor into the thirteenth floor for three months."

"Three months!" Shen Xinye was scared to pee, trembling all over, three months, is this going to kill Dao Ling?

But under Shen Zheng's fury, Shen Xinye didn't dare to refute at all, and directly grabbed Dao Ling and pressed him to the thirteenth floor of the abyss.

Shen Zheng was a little strange. If Dao Ling and Shen Tianjie really had a big enmity, it would be impossible for Dao Ling to enter Prison No. 13 alive.

"Cousin, what are you doing?"

Shen Yuhua walked in, her eyes were red, she shook her head and said, "How did you become like this, how did you become like them, why, why!"

Shen Yuhua grabbed Shenzheng's arms uncontrollably, shook him and said angrily: "Why did you do this, why!"

"What are you doing?" Shenzheng frowned, his eyes full of melancholy and ice were somewhat puzzled.

"Why did you arrest him, why, do you know who he is..."

Tears flowed from Shen Yuhua's eyes, and he cried out of control for a moment: "Why did you do this, why, you are qualified to arrest him, what qualifications do you have to arrest him, ah, you ask me, why, why? ..."

Looking at Shen Yuhua who was powerlessly kneeling on the ground and crying loudly, Shenzheng's cold heart was touched. Who is this person?

"Shut up!" Shenbo walked over with a gloomy face, and instantly grabbed Shen Yuhua with his palm, and said angrily, "Why are you talking nonsense? Ah!"

"Shen Bo." Shen Zheng stared at him and said, "What crime did the prisoner commit just now?"

"It has nothing to do with you, you just need to do your job well. If you can't manage Prison No. 10, I can find someone to manage it for you!" Shenbo snorted heavily, and left here angrily with Shen Yuhua.

"Did I do something wrong? Did I do something wrong?"

"Who is he? Who is he?"

Shenzheng left and went to the thirteenth floor of the abyss, but he didn't find Dao Ling. Dao Ling seemed to be missing, and he seemed to have evaporated from No. 10 Prison.

"Where is the person?" Shen Zheng found Shen Xinye, and he knew that Shen Xinye was loyal to Shenbo.

"Master Vice Chief, what's the matter?" Shen Xinye was puzzled, he naturally knew what Shen Zheng wanted to know, but he was not suitable to know about it.

"what!"

Shen Xinye's neck was almost crushed by Shen Zheng, Shen Zheng just stared at him like this, with his palms constantly exerting force, Shen Xinye's throat was about to shatter.

Shen Xinye pointed desperately and roared like a beast. He was almost crushed to death by Shen Zheng, and Yuanshen lost control and said: "Transferred, not in Prison No. 10, but on the 18th floor!"

Shen Zheng's face was slightly gloomy, he had never been to the 18th floor, it was a forbidden place for him.

But in the past, several prisoners were transferred to No. 10 Prison, which is the 18th floor, which made Shen Zheng a little scared.

The eighteenth floor doesn't look like a prison.

This space is fiber-optic and dark, and the air is very cold, bitingly cold, several times colder than No. 10!

Dao Ling felt that his flesh and blood were frozen, and his steps were heavy. There were people here, from all ethnic groups, and there were hundreds of them.

When they gathered together, they were all silent, and each of them seldom spoke.

"A newcomer is here."

Someone opened his eyes and said a word, and hundreds of people stood up, including men, women and children.

Their eyes are very complicated, regretful, sad, desperate...

Dao Ling walked over with heavy steps, he looked at these people, one after another.

People on the eighteenth floor looked at each other. What is this young man looking for?

Finally he found a young man, under the young man's puzzled gaze, Dao Ling patted his shoulder and said, "You are Jian Tianfeng."

"You..." Jian Tianhua was dumbfounded, who is this guy?

Dao Ling saw another old man with gray hair, straight back, and cloudy eyes.

Dao Ling looked at him and said in a deep voice, "Are you the God of War?"