After speaking, Ye Yang jumped back to the cell on the upper floor.

I followed up and asked, "You're not going to the first place to stay, so why don't you move forward?"

Ye Yang shook his head and said: "If we go further, we will have to fight the ghosts."

"The map floating on the wall of the iron prison should be fine, but the iron prison has been buried deep underground for many years, and some places have changed. I can't completely trust that map."

"Just like the pile of waste paper we stepped on just now, there is murderous intent hidden underneath."

Only then did I have the opportunity to ask Ye Yang: "What exactly is that map?"

"It's a distress signal!" Ye Yang said: "The person who sent out the map wanted the prisoner here to find a secret cell according to the route marked on the map and release him."

"The benefit he gives to the prisoner is to take him out of the iron prison."

I asked back: "Who is asking for help? The evil demon suppressed in the iron prison?"

"I don't know!" Ye Yang shook his head and said, "It might be an evil spirit, or it might be a master of the six gates."

I couldn't help but frown: both of the two possibilities Ye Yang mentioned were reasonable.

If the devil sent out the map, he would naturally want to get out of trouble.

If the masters of the six gates came up with the secret method, they would ask the prisoners to help them continue to seal the evil spirits.

From ancient times to the present, the government has said that meritorious deeds will be extinguished. Especially in extraordinary times, they can even directly pardon prisoners and let them redeem themselves for their crimes.

I do hope that the second possibility will arise.

At least, I can prevent the blood moon from appearing!

While I was thinking about it, the sound of the fourth door lock suddenly being opened suddenly came. All the cell doors opened instantly, and almost fifty prisoners swarmed out of the cells and rushed straight towards us.

Ye Yang and I took a step at the same time and blocked the corridor side by side.

I stretched out my hand to pick off a button and it bounced to the ground. When the button hit the ground, the prisoner who was rushing forward was already five meters away from me and punched me.

The other party seems to be a brainless man, but in fact he has calculated the distance well.

If that person stood still and punched, the punch would definitely not be able to reach the target. He used his forward punch to give the opponent the illusion that the punch was coming, forcing the opponent to take action.

As long as the opponent moves, he will hit his subsequent killing move.

The prisoner saw himself approaching me with a roaring punch, but I didn't move. Instead, he was a little at a loss.

The figure obviously paused for a moment before rushing forward one meter again.

This seemingly negligible pause was just enough for me to form my killing array.

The next moment, a dense rain of knife whistling sounds suddenly appeared at the opponent's feet. It was as if that person had been slashed by thousands of knives at the same time, and exploded into blood mist in the air.

In the corridor, the rain of blood that continued to scatter also made the people behind calm down.

Nearly a hundred prisoners were silent for a few seconds before someone clapped behind the crowd: "Wonderful, wonderful... The ghost formation was lost for hundreds of years, and it was unexpected that it would be repeated in the hands of the little brother.

Now he is in the world."

"Being able to get a glimpse of the secret technique of the evil senior is not worth the time I get out of the cell."

I recognize that man's voice, he's Old Bones.

As Old Bones spoke, the prisoner standing in front of me automatically gave way.

Only when I saw the other person's appearance clearly did I know why he called himself Old Bones.

The man had become skinny and skinny, with only a piece of rag tied around his waist. His white hair was spread all over his body, making it difficult to see what he looked like.

However, his eyes peeking out from his messy hair told me that he was a difficult person to deal with.

As he walked, Old Bones said: "Brother, I have to say that you are courageous and courageous. I refused to cooperate, so you came up with a trick to drain the fire from under the cauldron, activated the mechanism of the iron prison, and forced us to exit the cell and follow

You cooperate."

"You two dare to open the cell, you must be confident! I want to ask, where is your confidence?"

I pointed to the blood on the ground: "This is my confidence!"

After I finished speaking, I pointed to Ye Yang: "His identity as the descendant of Bei Yiye is also my confidence. I wonder if these two conditions can impress you?"

When Old Bones heard that Ye Yang was the descendant of Bei Yiye, his eyes couldn't help but light up slightly. However, he concealed the excitement in his eyes in time and said lightly: "The descendant of Bei Yiye is indeed a good card, but

It’s not enough.”

When I was about to speak, I heard someone say: "If you don't want to cooperate, you can go away. I am willing to cooperate with these two brothers."

Although the person speaking was far away from me, I could still hear that the other person's voice came from below the person's waist.

When I looked in the direction of the sound, all the prisoners blocking the corridor had fallen to their knees, and only a small half of them were still standing.

At this time, I saw a man moving on the ground with his hands on his body.

The other party had obviously just come out of the cell. I guess he stayed still to verify whether what Ye Yang said: the cell would completely collapse in a quarter of an hour, was true or false.

This calmness alone is enough for him to dominate the crowd.


Chapter completed!