A hint of sadness appeared on Yun Zhuohua's face, "I've said it almost all. In short, my father is very righteous and sacrifices his life for the brothers in the sect. The last time the Holy Fire Abyss was opened, he fell into the hands of the evil thieves of the ancient Ming clan to cover the evacuation of the disciples."

"If you are lucky enough to find your father, I hope you can do your best to help me save him. I, Chihuang Palace, owe you a kindness."

"The prison is ahead."

Yun Zhuohua pointed to an ancient well in front of him, looked at the stone statues of the Nether God standing on both sides of the ancient well, and said heavily: "It is said that the entrance of the Nether God Prison entered from a hanging ladder in a well. There were statues of the Nether God on both sides, and there were guarded prisoners puppet formations below. When the people of the ancient Nether Clan were not around, they relied on these restrictions to resist."

Lu Feng looked at the standing stone statue, and looked at the hideous and distorted face, with a sense of familiarity. He finally realized that he felt inconsistent along the way.

I also remembered where I sensed a similar aura.

Everything comes from the cage of four-phase sins obtained in the trial of the Holy Fire Tower of the Soul Burning!

One of the four phases corresponding to the appearance of the cage, Hao Ran has many similarities to the statue of the God of the Underworld in front of him. It is also hideous and terrifying, and also has a cold and grim atmosphere.

Although he reacted, Lu Feng's face was even more confused.

If these four types of sin cages have a connection with the formless Buddha Sect, he can still accept it. After all, one of the Dharma images is the same Buddha body as the formless Buddha Sect, but it looks a little hideous.

But now, it is involved in the appearance of the ancient Nether Clan's God.

This made him hesitate a little.

It is clearly a treasure of the Holy Spirit Clan, why does it have the shadow of the ancient Nether Clan?

Could it be a cage to target the imprisonment of the Gu Ming tribe?

Lu Feng thought to himself, and was stunned when he was lost, he saw Yun Zhuohua holding a whip and was about to pluck the two statues of the God of the Underworld.

“No need to pay attention!”

Lu Feng made a sound to stop him, "The prohibition formation here has not been opened, and these two statues do not constitute a threat for the time being. We can just go in."

Yun Zhuohua's raised hand froze, but instead asked, "Even if there is no threat at this moment, what about looking back? If a powerful man from the ancient Ming clan comes and opens the ban here, wouldn't we have to cause more trouble? The retreat will be cut off?"

Lu Feng nodded, but said: "These two stone statues are connected to the layout below. Although they are in a quiet state at this moment, if you destroy them rashly, it is difficult to guarantee that the subsequent hidden restrictions will not be triggered, and it will only make the situation even more dangerous."

Yun Zhuohua was shocked and immediately gave up the idea of ​​destruction.

Lu Feng came to the ancient well and went down the stairs hanging on the inner wall. After passing about a depth of about dozens of feet, he finally broke through the darkness and ushered in a different dark green light.

"It should be here~"

After landing, Yun Zhuohua looked at the long corridor below that was endless and thoughtfully said: "The first thing the person who was rumored to be taken to this God of Underworld Prison is a corridor of evil that lasts for miles. I think it is the one in front of us."

Lu Feng nodded, and he had already seen many clues during his sensing.

I understand that the miles here are not the real miles, but because of this, there is a supreme array, which shrinks the ground into an inch, which can make people feel immersed in the scene, creating the illusion that they have almost gone through several miles with a distance of about a hundred meters.

The environment in the corridor was very humid and dark, with upside down lotus lamps embedded on the surrounding walls emitting a faint green phosphorus fire, and the sight was not affected too much for a moment.

"Be careful," Yun Zhuohua reminded, "It is said that when walking in this corridor of evil realm, there will be various illusions. If you are not careful, your mind will be affected, and you may even be involved in various illusions and suffer the hardships of your mind."

Lu Feng took a step forward while sensing it secretly, and said bluntly: "The aura of the formation here is intermittent, and he looks like he has been disrepair for a long time. I am afraid that it will lose its effectiveness long ago. There is no need to worry too much, just walk straight."

"Are you sure?" Yun Zhuohua suddenly became happy and walked forward quickly. Seeing that there was no movement at all, he couldn't help but praise: "I can't tell that you have achieved success in the formation path!"

After saying that, I waited for a moment, and saw that Lu Feng had no reaction, I couldn't help but look back curiously.

Seeing Lu Feng staring at the murals on both sides of the corridors of the evil realm, he was fascinated by the sight.

They are Dharma appearances with different shapes, including Thousand-Handed Guanyin, Asura appearance, Demon God appearance, and All kinds of species.

But one thing is common, that is, the face of each Dharma image mural is very ferocious and fierce. As I looked at it, I felt that my heart was shivering, as if the secrets in my heart were about to be seen through by these Dharma image murals.

Yun Zhuohua urged to follow, and then explained: "If the formation here does not fail, these wall engraving methods will be stimulated and will spy on the darkest existence in our hearts, and then evolve into corresponding mental magical illusions, allowing us to repeat the same mistakes and experience the most painful memories or the most sinister experiences in our hearts until the inner defense completely collapses."

Lu Feng nodded disapprovingly, not believing as mysterious as Yun Zhuohua said.

This is to spy on the heart and to evolve the magical realm of the heart, which really goes beyond the scope of power that can be achieved by prohibitions and formations.

Unless it is a means of integrating soul searching techniques, soul ecstasy techniques and other methods to disrupt people's minds and explore the memory of human life souls, it may be possible to achieve the effect in Yun Zhuohua's mouth.

But all such formations need to be carefully controlled by artificial arrangements behind the scenes.

After the two walked forward for a while.

Stop at the same time.

“There is movement ahead!”

Yun Zhuohua suddenly became nervous.

As Lu Feng's soul consciousness sensed, his face darkened, "It's a puppet formation."

Yun Zhuohua walked forward carefully for a while before he could barely sense the puppet formation in Lu Feng's mouth, and corrected: "The puppet wearing a half-Buddha and half-ghost mask should be the jailer here - the 'Duer Monk Soldier'."

"These special existences are mainly used to guard various prison cells. My father and other people who were captured by the ancient tribe are likely to be in the prison cells ahead. Let's go and have a look."

Yun Zhuohua was excitedly approaching and was about to rescue his father with a head-blind look, but Lu Feng stopped him.

"There is a breath of a living person ahead!"

A trace of fear flashed across Lu Feng's indifferent face. When he sensed the other party, the other party also sensed his existence and could avoid this perception before him.

From this point of view, his strength may not be inferior to him, at least he is a strong man at the eight-breath or even nine-breath level of the Heavenly Soul Realm.

Yun Zhuohua was shocked and happily walked forward quickly.

He mistakenly believed Lu Feng's words as if he had sensed the living person in the cell.

Of course.

When he walked out of the corridor of evil realm and came to the cell area, he saw a rotten skeleton tied to the wall in the first cell with chains, and his face changed drastically.

"He is... Mr. Jin Zhiwen from Huanhai Pavilion!"

Yun Zhuohua recognized the festering skeleton body, and his face was in amazement.

Lu Feng looked at the corpse and saw that he was wearing an exquisitely carved jade ring on his hand and a pair of gold-wire cloud boots on his feet, which looked very luxurious.

The evil spirit's eyes were used secretly, and when they passed by, they couldn't help but frown. The flesh and blood under the man's skin was cut into countless pieces, as if he had been cut into pieces, and he cut off all the flesh and blood from the bones little by little. The methods were extremely cruel and disgusting.

"This man died of extremely cruel punishment, and was killed by the punishment of not hurting flesh and blood from the inside out."

Lu Feng felt a little unbearable even though he was indifferent to his mind.

Yun Zhuohua was stunned and immediately retorted: "This is impossible. The prison cells here usually only punish those who are guilty. Mr. Jin Zhiwen, like his father, was poisoned by the ancient Ming clan when the secret realm was opened last time. He is the deputy head of Huanhai Pavilion. He is always just. He often takes his disciples to secular villages to help the poor."

He paused and said, "And even if he had done anything wrong, he would never be as cruel as you said to have been punished as cruelly. There must be any problem in this."

Lu Feng looked at the murals in the cell and asked: "Is it related to the anger of the Vajra? The murals in the next cell are not this. I think these imprisoned people should be deliberately arranged in prisons of different sins and receive different punishments."

Yun Zhuohua looked solemn and corrected: "I have checked ancient books and said that the pattern engraved on this wall should be anger at the Buddhist Dharma, and is specifically for punishing violent and unkind criminals."

"Mr. Jin Zhiwen is very gentle and elegant in daily life. He has never heard of him getting angry. He always looks like a good man. How could he be locked in this Angry Buddha cell? This is unreasonable!"

At this moment, a weak roar came from the cell not far away.

"Mine~ they are all mine... don't grab it, don't grab it with me!"

Lu Feng and Yun Zhuohua's faces condensed and left with the sound.

Seeing a middle-aged man with disheveled hair constantly hugging weeds on the dirty ground, as if he was holding some rare treasure, his face was full of crazy and excited.

His legs were bound by chains nailed to the wall. Even though his ankle bones had been broken due to struggle, he still did not get rid of the chains.

Let’s look at the traces of the broken legs. It should have been a few years.

Lu Feng subconsciously looked at Yun Zhuohua with an intention to ask.

"Like a person from Xuanji Academy."

Yun Zhuohua answered suspiciously. Although she saw a broken scholar hat from the corner, the person in the cell was too crazy and stupid, with dirty and bloody marks on her face. She had no sign of a scholar at all, and it was difficult to confirm her specific identity for a while.

Lu Feng looked at the completely different murals in the cell, vaguely like the hideous Maitreya Buddhist image, but his fat belly cracked a bloody mouth, and golden ingots and intestines kept oozing.

Yun Zhuohua glanced at him and shivered, "This is the appearance of greed for Buddhism."

The moment he finished speaking, his face became even more solemn.

Judging from the symptoms of this crazy person, it is indeed like he has committed the crime of greed and was deliberately detained in this greedy Buddhist cell.

The madness is probably due to the mental disorder caused by inhuman mental torture over the years and the repeated experiences of greed and gains and losses.

"Father~" Yun Zhuohua was more worried about his father's safety. He started to search for cells like crazy. After breaking through more than a hundred cells, he was in extreme complexity.

On the one hand, I hope that my father could be found in the remaining cells;

On the one hand, I didn't want to see the people in the cell that my father saw before, either having a bone left or having a mental state, and no one was safe.

"Be careful!" Lu Feng suddenly grabbed Yun Zhuohua who was about to continue looking forward.

On the side of the corner ahead, five black shadows walked out of it.

The aura emitted by the figure in the lead was Hao Ran the person Lu Feng sensed in an instant.

Behind him, four monk soldiers from Duhe were standing, each with the strength of four or five breaths in the Heavenly Soul Realm, and they all seemed to be controlled by him.

Yun Zhuohua's eyes were stunned. He looked at the Du'er monk soldier on the far right. Seeing his only one arm, his eyes couldn't help but become wet.

"Father, father!"

Yun Zhuohua's voice choked and trembled, and she was extremely uncomfortable for a moment.
To be continued...