novelpro Chapter 81: Heavenly Prison Lord!Lost Hell
Chapter 81: Heavenly Prison Lord!Lost Hell
In the darkness, the man was silent for a long time.
After a while, the vaguely visible figure whispered slightly again: "It is suspected that the Golden Elixir of Martial Dao can step up and display a power comparable to the mighty blow of the primordial spirit..."
The old man in the golden robe responded, and then he couldn't help asking: "Sir, this person should be a person in the third level of the heavenly prison. Do you want to continue investigating his origin and identity?"
"Since that person is a friend rather than an enemy, and he doesn't want to reveal his identity, let's let this matter go."
The figure in the darkness said lightly.
"Follow the order."
The old man in the gold robe responded respectfully.
After thinking about it for a while, he asked again: "My lord, this time the turmoil has caused heavy losses in the first three layers of Heavenly Prison."
"Especially the third layer of Heavenly Prison, where all the guards and guardians died in battle."
"Right now, there is an extreme shortage of manpower for the first three levels of Heavenly Prison, and the third level of Heavenly Prison, above the prison code, almost needs to be fully replenished!"
"Next, how should we arrange?"
"Should I transfer a few great masters from the fourth floor to be the wardens, or reselect them from the top three layers of Heavenly Prison?"
The figure in the darkness was silent for a moment, and then sighed slightly.
"Blood God Demon Sect's troubles, the prisoners in the third level of the Heavenly Prison should be almost dead, right?"
The golden-robed old man nodded and said: "Your Excellency is right. Most of the prisoners in the first two layers of Heavenly Prison were killed or injured, and the rest of the prisoners were also recaptured."
"As for the third layer of heaven, the prisoners in the two regions of heaven and earth are all dead, and there is no one alive."
"Only in the less important Xuan and Huang areas, some prisoners survived."
"Ah."
The figure in the darkness hummed lightly, and immediately said: "The third layer of Heavenly Prison has suffered a heavy loss this time, it's a pity, it's a meritorious service, and it would be a shame if someone from the fourth layer is transferred to serve as the warden. "
"Since there are not many prisoners left in the third layer of Heavenly Prison, even if new prisoners come in recently, the workload will not be too great."
"Since that's the case, then give five ten-thousand-year Vermilion Fruits and one cultivation resource, and let them be selected from the top three levels of Heavenly Prison."
"Yes!"
After the old man in the golden robe bowed and agreed, he left quietly.
In the dark space, there was only that lonely figure left again.
In the dark and empty hall, after falling into a dead silence for more than an hour, the figure murmured in a low voice.
"The blood demon old man is just a casual cultivator, and no big forces are involved behind it. In addition, his golden core was broken, and his realm fell back to the great master, so he was imprisoned in the third layer of heaven and hell."
"What kind of secret is hidden in him, so it is worth the Blood God Demon Sect and the True Demon Sect to join forces and risk the anger of the Great Zhou Dynasty to make a big fuss in this heavenly prison?"
"What kind of secret is it worth them to take out a Nirvana Blood Pill that even I think is precious, to trade with that blood demon old man?"
In the dark and empty hall, there was a lingering sound, but no one answered.
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After experiencing this great battle in the first three levels of the heavenly prison, the casualties were extremely heavy.
A considerable number of those who survived suffered injuries of varying degrees.
Almost everyone was exhausted after a difficult battle.
In addition, the prisoners in the first three levels of the Heavenly Prison are almost dead, although many people died in the battle on the side of the Heavenly Prison.
But the rest of the people, guarding the prisoners in front of them, are much more relaxed than before.
No one else, just because those prisoners died more.
Therefore, after the Heavenly Prison Division urgently recalled those personnel who had just rested in Vientiane City on the day of the incident to take over the work here.
All the people who participated in the battle were given rest periods of varying lengths of time according to their injuries.
On Zhong Changsheng's side, because he pretended to be slightly injured, he went home and rested for three days before returning to the heavenly prison.
During the three-day rest and bathing time, Zhong Changsheng also thought about whether to leave Vientiane City, go to Qingming Mountain hundreds of miles away, and look for the Liuxian Cave that the old blood demon said.
But after struggling for a while, Zhong Changsheng gave up.
For one thing, the three-day rest and bathing time is really too short, and it takes hundreds of miles to go back and forth, which is a bit rushed after all.
Secondly, since the secret in Liuxian Cave in Qingming Mountain is related to the legendary Heavenly Emperor who founded the Great Zhou God Dynasty, that place must be a dragon's pool and a tiger's lair besides chances!
Of course, the most important point is that he knows where Qingming Mountain is.
But Qingming Mountain stretches for hundreds of miles, but they have never heard of Liuxian Cave at all.
If you want to find it, it must take a long time.
The turmoil in heaven and hell has just subsided, and it is time to employ people, but it is difficult for him to spare time for this matter.
What's more, it is impossible to say that the place to inquire about the news of Liuxian Cave will fall in this Vientiane City.
"Anyway, the old Gorefiend didn't find the location of Liuxian Cave, so Qin Ge probably won't be able to find it anytime soon."
"It's not too late to go when the time is right in the future!"
With a decision in his heart, Zhong Changsheng's footsteps became much lighter.
Because he was never injured, he basically spent the three days of rest in cultivation.
Although the three days were not long, he managed to get acquainted with the few martial arts he had recently signed in, and by the way stabilized his cultivation.
After truly familiarizing himself with all the powers he currently possesses, Zhong Changsheng also gained a little more confidence in his heart.
After he came back, Zhong Changsheng temporarily stayed at the Erzhong of Heavenly Prison to help with tedious work such as rectification and repair for a few days.
On this day, they finally got the news that the higher authorities began to summon those who were originally working in the third layer of heaven to go back.
At a quarter of an hour, outside the prison tower in the blood-stained Wuchong Town.
Many prison guards and prison codes have already assembled.
Zhong Changsheng was also standing among the crowd, waiting quietly.
After the crowd had assembled, Zhong Changsheng glanced across the crowd and sighed slightly in his heart.
As far as the eye can see, the number of people is much less than before.
The already gloomy and dark third layer of heaven and hell now has a more tragic and tragic atmosphere.
"Heavenly Prison Triple Layer, all the prison envoys who have been repaired above the grand master and the five chief wardens died in their posts!"
"There are less than ten prison guards left!"
"Only the number of prison codes is more, but it is less than a hundred!"
The reason why these prison codes can survive is thanks to Wang Boping ordering them to leave the third layer of heavenly prison and go to the upper two floors to help!
Otherwise, they are afraid that they will die now.
Zhong Changsheng frowned, and his eyes wandered back and forth among the line of prison guards without giving up.
But he found helplessly that he couldn't find the whereabouts of prison guard Li Pinglei at all.
There was a slight chill in his heart, knowing that Li Pinglei might be in danger.
Recalling the smile of that hearty, upright and resolute man, Zhong Changsheng's anger increased a bit.
"Blood God Demon Sect! True Demon Sect!"
"Sooner or later, I will make you pay for this!"
Probably because he didn't see the corpse, and still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, Zhong Changsheng was about to ask those colleagues if they had any definite news about Li Pinglei.
After all, if Li Pinglei was seriously injured and recuperated at home, it is possible that today is not here.
"Hey, Old Zhao, do you know..."