Chapter 2179 Wrong!

"Old, boss!"

That fairyland subordinate was the first to follow Miao Baoshan, and he shouted in a panic as soon as he entered the door.

"Stop calling me boss! Sounds like a bandit."

Miao Baoshan waved his hand and said, "Xiao Liu gave me a very good suggestion. There is the Jade Emperor in the Heavenly Court, and the Sea Emperor in the four seas. As the future master of the land, I naturally also have a resounding title. Therefore, from From now on, call me Lord Earth Emperor! The team I lead is called the Earth Emperor Legion, and I will now make you the head of the first branch."

"But……"

Facing Miao Baoshan's reward for meritorious deeds, this fairyland subordinate was not the slightest excited, but even more anxious.

"But what, this is what you deserve. When the war subsides, I will be crowned king in the form of the ten halls of the underworld. You, the regiment leader, will be at the level of King Yama by then." Miao Baoshan encouraged.

"Thank you, Lord Emperor, for your attention!"

The glorious future that Miao Baoshan described made this fairyland subordinate stupefied for a while, but soon he woke up again, swallowed a mouthful of spit and said, "But, it seems that the gate of the eighteenth floor of hell cannot be opened."

"The door can't be opened? What do you mean?" Miao Baoshan frowned.

"It's just that we seem to be imprisoned in the 18th floor of hell." Xianjing's men said truthfully.

"What?"

Miao Baoshan jumped so high.

The eighteenth floor of hell has been completely occupied, and all the prisoners have surrendered. At this time, if they can't get out of the eighteenth floor of hell, isn't it a waste of work?

"Take me to check!"

Miao Baoshan hastily followed the head of the first branch to the gate of the 18th floor of hell. At this time, the 18th floor of hell was closed. Miao Baoshan stepped forward, ready to push the door, but his hand hadn’t touched yet. When he reached the gate, he was bounced back.

"What's going on here?" Miao Baoshan was startled.

"It seems to be a formation." The head of the first branch said weakly.

"Array? You mean someone arranged an array to trap us in the 18th floor of hell?" Miao Baoshan said in disbelief.

The head of the first branch did not answer, but, judging from the expression on his face, he had already approved Miao Baoshan's deduction.

"Where are the other exits? Eighteen floors of hell, it's not the only gate to enter and exit." Miao Baoshan asked after staring blankly for a moment, his eyes suddenly brightened.

"The other exits are the same, they are all blocked by an invisible barrier." The head of the first branch replied.

The reason why the head of the first branch was the first to join Miao Baoshan's command was because he and Miao Baoshan were inmates. Back then, they were also imprisoned in the 18th floor of hell.

Therefore, he is very familiar with the structure of the entire eighteen layers of hell.

Before reporting to Miao Baoshan, he had checked all the entrances and exits he could think of, otherwise, he would not have been so panicked.

"It's impossible to seal them all, there must be a way out!"

Miao Baoshan is an expert in jailbreak, he immediately went to check the entrances and exits, but the tragedy is that every entrance and exit was blocked by invisible barriers.

Miao Baoshan, who is a prison escape master, has gone out, not to mention the army of millions that has just gathered.

"Since it's a formation, there must be a limit. All the cultivators of the fairyland gather and blast open the gate." It turned out that Miao Baoshan was the only one who escaped from the prison, so he had to try his best to exploit all available loopholes, but now, Miao Baoshan has an army of millions of ghost cultivators, all they need is brute force.

Following Miao Baoshan's order, countless fairyland practitioners gathered in front of the gates of the eighteenth floor of hell.

Some of them have followed Miao Baoshan for a long time, and there are also serious criminals who have just been released.

Although many people have their own ideas, it is everyone's wish to open the door to the eighteenth floor of hell.

"One, two, three, let's go!"

Miao Baoshan shouted slogans, and following his voice, countless attacks fell on the gate of the eighteenth floor of hell without reservation, and everyone spared no effort.

"Even if Jinxian stands here, he will be bombarded to death!"

Seeing this horrible attack,

Miao Baoshan nodded in satisfaction, the realm of the earth is not comparable to the realm of heaven, even the ten kings of Hades are only golden immortals, so with the power he has now, it is enough to compete with the ten halls of the underworld.

However, after the attack was completed and the smoke cleared, the gates of the eighteenth floor of hell were safe and sound.

"How could this be?" Miao Baoshan's eyeballs were almost protruding. If this door cannot be opened, then all his beautiful fantasies about the future can only be fantasies.

When Miao Baoshan was in a daze, the scene became chaotic.

Those prisoners in Wonderland who had just been released didn't know what happened at the beginning. After a round of attacks, they realized that the 18th floor of hell had been completely sealed off.

As such, it doesn't seem to make sense for them to come out of the cell.

Because, the entire 18th floor of hell is just a big cage, and if the door of this big cage cannot be opened, there can be no real freedom.

"Not good." Anxious emotions continued to grow in the team, and Miao Baoshan finally realized the seriousness of the problem. His chicken soup was vulnerable to the iron-like facts in front of him.

Only by opening the gates of the 18th floor of hell as soon as possible can he, the self-proclaimed emperor, continue to be the emperor.

"How to do how to do?"

Miao Baoshan was finally sweating.

"Is there any alchemist, anyone who understands formations?"

Since brute force is not enough, skill is needed. Miao Baoshan scanned the crowd and asked, but no one spoke. This is the realm of the earth, not the realm of heaven. How could there be a master of art?

You know, alchemists are all treasures in the heavens. Among the prisoners in the 18th floor of hell, if anyone has the talent for alchemy, 100% will be pardoned.

This time, Miao Baoshan frowned even tighter.

"My lord, please find Liu Qing. Don't you say that Liu Qing has the potential to be a military advisor? He may have a way." At this moment, the head of a sub-division of the Emperor's Legion came up with an idea.

"Yes, Liu Qing! And Liu Qing!"

Like a drowning person who suddenly grabbed a life-saving straw, Miao Baoshan was overjoyed.

"Then I'll call Liu Qing?" the head of the first branch asked for instructions.

He knew that Liu Qing took those heavenly cultivators to the eighteenth level of hell. It is estimated that at this time, the group of heavenly cultivators are being tortured.

"No, I'll go in person. You stabilize the situation and say that the gates of the eighteenth floor of hell will be opened immediately, so that everyone can stay calm." Miao Baoshan shook his head and explained a few words to the head of the first sub-group , and then personally rushed to the eighteenth level of hell.

There are countless passages connecting each floor of the 18th hell, and it takes a long time to go down one by one. Fortunately, Miao Baoshan knows a shortcut.

Soon, he came to the shortcut leading directly to the eighteenth floor.

"That's not right!" But after taking the shortcut, Miao Baoshan's body suddenly trembled, because he clearly remembered that before, Liu Qing dragged the group of heavenly cultivators and took this path.