Chapter Eighteen

After looking around at the prisoners in all directions, Zhong Shan slightly raised his head to look at the eighteenth floor of hell. A sneer flashed in his eyes.

"Sage King of Absolute Beginning, is this a blow to me?"

"In that case, then I can't let you take it lightly," Zhong Shan said in a nasty voice.

No one heard what Zhong Shan said, but everyone could see a noble aura from Zhong Shan, a powerful aura that only the superiors possessed.

This kind of aura is not determined by cultivation, but more by the position of heaven and earth.

The previous dozen or so free prisoners quickly retrieved two intact red bracelets from Liuding Liujia's broken corpse.

"Black Iron Tower, this thing?" The prisoner hesitated while holding the red bracelet.

If he hadn't seen the horror of Zhong Shan, the prisoner would have immediately recovered his cultivation with the red bracelet on, and then quickly escaped from the eighteenth floor of hell. But Zhong Shan's aura just now is in the eyes of everyone, especially the dozen or so people who have received Zhong Shan's fierce gaze.

Heitieta took the two bracelets and walked to Zhong Shan very carefully.

"Senior, this is a red bracelet, wearing it can eliminate the suppression of the eighteen levels of hell," the black iron tower said carefully.

Zhong Shan thought about what to do next, and his mood was much smoother at the moment. Looking at the Black Iron Tower, Zhong Shan didn't care about the red bracelet, but asked lightly: "What's going on with these 18 hells?"

"Eighteen floors of hell? I heard that it is a top-level immortal weapon, an eighteen-story pagoda-shaped magic weapon. It is standing upside down in the Qingqiu prison at this moment. After entering it, the cultivation base will be banned. Every time you increase the level, the gravity of the whole body will double. The bracelet will not be affected. Most of the prisoners in Qingqiu Holy Capital are imprisoned here." The Black Iron Tower did not hide anything, and said truthfully.

At the same time, the prisoners in the prison were full of curiosity. This person was not wearing a red bracelet, so he was not banned.

Walking out of the prison, Zhong Shan probed out the five beads in the groove. Five different energies of 'gold, wood, water, fire, and earth' flow in the five beads.

"This is the key to unlock the prison. Those below the fifteenth floor are all repeat offenders. Only five beads can be released at the same time to open the prison," Black Iron Tower said.

"Put on the red bracelet and open all the prisons," Zhong Shan said lightly.

"Huh?" The Black Iron Tower was slightly taken aback.

"Didn't hear it?" Zhong Shan said in a deep voice.

"yes"

The Black Iron Tower quickly put on the red bracelet, and another red bracelet was given to another prisoner.

open prison

Zhong Shan waited patiently.

Not long after, all the more than 10,000 prisoners were 'freed'.

"Thank you, senior." More than 10,000 prisoners immediately said to Zhong Shan.

No matter how fierce a person is, he has been imprisoned for thousands or even tens of thousands of years, the desire to be himself is beyond comprehension for others.

Zhong Shan's strength is obvious to all. A mortal body can emit such great power. If it is not suppressed, how strong would it be? In other words, even the eighteen levels of hell can't do anything to this person?

The fat man in yellow was also released. At this moment, seeing everyone in the 18th floor of hell release their cages, their eyes lighted up. What a big scene? What is this person up to? Are you going to plan a big riot?

Riot? Exciting, master, I like master, I finally saw the big scene again

Looking at everyone, Zhong Shan nodded and said, "Follow me to walk out of the eighteen hells one by one, and release all the prisoners."

"yes"

In the prison, the strong are usually respected, Zhong Shan is strong enough, everyone is willing to listen to you, and there is a possibility of regaining freedom.

Walking to the central beam of light, Zhong Shan led a group of people towards the seventeenth floor of hell.

There is still a passage above, just fly up for a while and you will arrive.

In a blink of an eye, we reached the seventeenth floor

"Who are you?" Suddenly seven or eight jailers shouted angrily from within the seventeenth floor.

The Black Iron Tower and another prisoner rushed up quickly. Both of them were angels. After being unrepressed, their strength must be much stronger than these jailers. Coupled with the resentment that had been suppressed for thousands of years, the attack was extremely vicious. Kill with a raised hand.

"Let him go," Zhong Shan said lightly.

Zhong Shan is very straightforward, let people go, and Zhong Shan doesn't care what crimes these people committed. In Qingqiu Prison, does Zhong Shan need to care? Zhong Shan wants to present a big gift to Qingqiu Shengdu.

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In a hall not far from Qingqiu Prison.

Sima Sanliang was wearing an official uniform, drinking with four other people in the same official uniform.

On the central dance floor, more than a dozen dancers are dancing.

"Sima Sanliang, I heard that you severely humiliated the holy king who came here yesterday? What a grand gesture," said one person.

"Hahaha, it's okay if you are interested," Sima Sanliang said proudly.

"We're not that bold."

"By the way, what exactly does Master Afo want? Liu Ding Liu Jia hasn't come back yet"

"It should be soon. Don't worry. In Qingqiu Prison, there is nothing to worry about. Continue to eat vegetables and watch dances. I have some good things for you to review later." Sima Sanliang smiled.

The other four nodded, but there was a glimmer of gloom between their brows, with a bad premonition.

It was getting dark, and the dancers on the dance floor had changed several batches. Sima Sanliang frowned slightly, Liu Ding Liujia, these two bastards, why haven't they done a good job yet? Still not coming back?

"No, we have to go. The key has not been exchanged yet? Sima Sanliang, is there something you are hiding from us?"

"How could it be?" Sima Sanliang immediately shook his head.

"What about our key?"

"No, I have to go to the 18th floor of hell, and the key must not be lost."

"The key is me waiting for Wusha."

A group of people got impatient with waiting, and they didn't even appreciate the dancers on the dance floor, so they got up immediately.

"Hey, everyone, don't worry, it's really fine," Sima Sanliang said.

"What is it really all right? Sima Sanliang, we lent you the key because of our friendship with colleagues over the years, but you pushed back and refused to tell us the truth. You have disappointed us so much."

"No, it must be handed over now"

"Sima Sanliang, let me ask you again, where did you get the key?"

"Well, I'm a little sorry everyone. I asked Liu Ding Liujia to go to the eighteenth floor of hell to do something. It was explained by the family." Sima Sanliang had no choice but to tell the truth.

"What did the Sima family tell you?"

"What are you doing?"

"Uh, teach one person in prison a lesson. We used to do this a lot, didn't we? It's not a big deal," Sima Sanliang said with a smile.

"who?"

"It's the Great Sage King," Sima Sanliang said.

"What?" One person's voice suddenly rose an octave.

Then, the four of them glared at Sima Sanliang together. Ordinary people could do whatever Sima Sanliang did, but they never dared to touch some celebrities. After all, fame is their capital. Who can guarantee that these celebrities will not be missed? Is there anyone out there trying to fish them out?

Ordinary celebrities, they dare not touch, let alone this great sage king. A generation of holy kings? What's wrong with this, the commander of the little Qingqiu prison, himself, can't wait at all.

The four glared at Sima Sanliang together.

"It'll be fine, don't worry, I, Sima Sanliang, guarantee with my personality that nothing will happen." Sima Sanliang swore.

Just as Sima Sanliang finished speaking, a jailer ran out in a panic outside the main hall.

"My lord, it's not good, something serious happened!" The jailer shouted in panic, which made the hearts of the five commanders jump.

"What's the matter?" Sima Sanliang asked immediately.

"The 18th floor of hell, all the prisoners of the 18th floor of hell have escaped, millions of prisoners have all escaped, and there is a big mess." The jailer shouted.

After the jailer shouted, he looked up at the five commanders, and found that the faces of the five commanders had all turned white.

"Sima Sanliang, you, you..." a leader shouted angrily.

There was no time to criticize Sima Sanliang, and he rushed out in a flash.

In a blink of an eye, only Sima Sanliang was left in the hall. Millions of prisoners, all gone? Million prisoners? Sima Sanliang turned pale for a while.

The top of the eighteen hells. above the ground.

The destruction of millions of prisoners is extremely terrifying, especially these prisoners who were sent to the eighteenth floor of hell, the moment they came out, they burst out with their peerless ferocity. kill kill kill kill kill

In just a short while, all the buildings around Qingqiu Prison were destroyed. Qingqiu Prison has large arrays, but they are all used to defend against foreign enemies, and getting out from inside is quite simple.

All of a sudden, countless black shadows flew out from Qingqiu Prison.

"Quack quack quack quack quack quack, I'm coming out, old devil"

"Jie Jie Jie, the sky is high and the earth is far away, no one can catch me anymore"

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Outside Qingqiu Great Prison, demons danced wildly, and countless peerless murderers flew in all directions.

Millions of prisoners fled, and the sky and the ground were full of criminals. In Qingqiu Prison, some reserve troops quickly entered the sky with special spells. The moment the distress signal was sent, the entire Qingqiu Holy City boiled.

"The highest-level distress signal? Is there another holy court calling? Or is it a dojo that robbed the prison?" A city guard in Qingqiu Holy City shrank his pupils and stood up.

A military camp:

"Not good, foreign enemies are attacking, follow me to rescue Qingqiu Prison"

"Roar~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~" The army roared in unison, ready to meet the enemy.

All the prisoners rushed out in the midst of violence. At the gate of the eighteenth floor of hell, there were still two people, one was Zhong Shan, and the other was the snoring fat man in yellow who opened his mouth in astonishment.

"My grandfather once said that there was an old guy who would never become a Buddha in his life. He once said, 'Hell is not empty, and he will never become a Buddha'. Is our hell empty?" asked the fat man in yellow strangely. .

"That's right." Zhong Shan looked at the fat man in yellow unexpectedly.

"That monk is so unlucky. If he was imprisoned in my Taichu, he would have become a Buddha long ago."

Zhong Shan: "..."

"Brother, you are too kind. I, Su Afo, think that I am enough to make a fuss in Qingqiu, but seeing you like this, I know what is beyond the sky. People are coming soon, you go away, I'm leaving soon, I've been locked up for a few days, I don't know if Zhong Shan, the 'Saint King of Fate', has arrived in the beginning, no, I have to go back and ask." The fat man in yellow stepped on his feet and disappeared in the middle of the clock. In front of the mountain.

PS: It's the 29th, do you still have the monthly pass?