Chapter 2260 Sad

The area of ​​the second floor of the underground palace is not small, and all the prison cells are forged with special rare gold and fine iron.

Hundreds of people were detained in the cell, and 90% of them were hanged in the cell and subjected to various tortures, and the other 10% were lying on the ground with no breath, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

There are gray tentacles on their bodies, constantly eating away their vitality and essence.

Tortures are all stimulated by the prohibition of tattoos to run on their own. Whenever the people in the cell are tortured in extreme pain, the gray tentacles can suck life force and essence from their bodies.

The rotten atmosphere exuding all around was also caused by the rotten wounds of the dark plants.

Neither the lying person nor the hanging person had a single piece of skin intact, and the wounds all over their bodies were hideous and terrifying.

On a few people whose vitality was already very weak, those gray tentacles had penetrated straight through their bodies, absorbing vitality and essence through the rhizome heart.

The faces of all the people locked in the cell were desperate and ashen, as if they were in trouble.

After discovering the breath of Yu Qingqian and the others, the people who were being tortured looked up one after another.

After seeing Yu Qingqian and the others' attire and sensing their aura, the numb expressions of the people present showed surprise.

An old man exuding the aura of the peak of Nirvana was tied up in the center of the cell, and he also had the most gray tentacles, some of which even penetrated his skin and entered his heart.

"Who are you?" The old man looked at Yu Qingqian and the others with a hoarse voice.

The appearance, dress and aura of the few people were too different from those of the city lord's mansion, so the old man asked.

Yu Qingqian walked into the cage made of gold and fine iron, with a silver leaf in his hand.

No amount of language to explain identity is pale, and these dark plants who have a lot of experience and have been tortured out of shape may not believe it.

And the identity of King Anzhi, the silver leaf is the best thing to prove his identity.

"The identity of the king, Silver Leaf!" The old man shrank his pupils when he saw the silver leaf, and exclaimed.

Others stared fixedly at the silver leaf, "The silver leaf of the king's identity is actually the silver leaf of the king's identity!"

A person who also looked old suddenly burst into tears, and kept muttering: "My God! The king really didn't give up on us!"

Quite a few of the other strong men also showed their expressions of emotion and excitement on their originally numb expressions, and kept shouting "King" in their mouths.

Such a scene made Yu Qingqian feel very sad, what is it that tortured these powerful men who should have stood proudly in the world into such a state.

"Because King Anzhi couldn't leave a place for the time being, he entrusted me to rescue you out." Yu Qingqian's voice was also a little hoarse, and the wood-type abilities in his body spontaneously began to operate, and the affinity also spread out.

The old man looked at Yu Qingqian and the three of them, and sighed: "The three little friends must be able to break through the many traps of the underground palace and come here. It must be extraordinary, but it is very difficult to rescue us."

"What do you mean by difficulty?" Yu Qingqian asked, pursing her lips.

The old man sighed again, "First, the cage is made of the most high-grade gold and fine iron. It would take a lot of time and energy to destroy the old man by force even in his heyday."

Among the five, the two with the highest cultivation bases were only two little fellows in the Heling Realm, so it was impossible to destroy the cage.