As the cold voice of the middle-aged man fell, a thick and turbid soul power instantly enveloped the entire cell.

When Lu Feng stood outside, he could clearly feel the changes in the cell, as if the whole space had turned into turbid mud from the clear lake water, and it continued until it was covered with mud and like a swamp, making people fall into deep.

But soon, this powerful soul power disappeared into the six-armed ghost pattern on the stone wall.

To be precise, it seemed like it was swallowed by the six-armed God of Underworld pattern.

Then a stream of obscure formation waves came over it, and the temperature in the entire cell suddenly dropped, and a layer of white frost appeared on the stone walls and ground.

Yun Zhuohua was so excited by the sudden aura that she suddenly stiffened a little, as if she was staring at her in the dark that she felt extremely uncomfortable.

babble--

A dull and sharp cry came out, like a nightingale weeping, sad and fierce.

Yun Zhuohua suddenly sensed something and turned around suddenly.

I saw the six-armed God of Underworld, which was originally portrayed on the stone wall, floating out alive, turning into a phantom hanging in the air, staring at her from a high place.

The fierce gaze and ferocious appearance made her frightened, and a chill climbed up her spine, as if thousands of ice ants were gnawing on her spine.

The middle-aged man had special marks on his hands, and his body was half-bearing towards the shadow of the Nether God, and he was indescribably pious and humble.

The monks at the door also knelt down spontaneously, as if they were loyal slaves.

Lu Feng was still standing calmly, not shocked. He secretly observed the changes in the virtual and real situation in the cell through the phantom. He could clearly see that the six-armed ghost phantom in front of him was not a strange phenomenon, but was formed by a formation.

The middle-aged man's bluffing seal released his soul power was not just summoning the God of the Underworld, but just secretly stimulating the formation in the cell.

To be precise, it should be the formation of the entire prison. The six-armed Nether God's Phantom in the cell is just a small formation node of the entire large formation, which is condensed by its formation.

After seeing the clues, Lu Feng's expression became much more calm. Although he was deep in the formation area at this moment, if the middle-aged man intentionally did evil, he would have sufficient opportunity to withdraw, and even cut off the middle-aged man's control over the formation just before the formation was descended.

In the cell, the middle-aged man's soul power surged to the shadow of the God of the Underworld again.

A fierce pressure suddenly dropped.

The six arms of the God of the Underworld, which was only half a meter long, suddenly extended, and reached into the place where Yun Zhuohua was like a tentacle.

Due to the threat of pressure and the thought of obedience, Yun Zhuohua did not dodge and allowed his six arms to lean towards him.

Finally, her two arms pressed against her left and right temples, pressing them tightly, while the other two clamped the area of ​​the pipa bones on her shoulders, causing her breath to suddenly be frustrated, which was unpleasant.

The last two lines turned into a half ring and buckled on the area of ​​her waist, causing her to even move her strength to dissipate, and her whole body seemed to be frozen into a stone sculpture.

The chill in the spine before was even spreading throughout her body at the moment of her six arms and body, as if she had condensed all her blood in her body, and her thoughts and consciousness slowed down.

Lu Feng looked at the phantom of the Nether God in shock and frowned slightly.

With his experience, he could naturally see the virtuality and reality of each of them. The extension of the six arms was not a simple grapple, but it seemed like a very profound "locking technique".

Not only did she lock Yun Zhuohua's body, making it difficult for her to move, and her breath was blocked, but she also tied her soul to make her firmly secure in the soul sea, causing the entire person and the entire soul sea to fall into a state of silence.

Lu Feng secretly induces the formation of this formation and understands the profound meaning of each.

As the breath in the body was traction and flowing, the four-phase sin cage hidden in the Qilin ring shook at this moment as if it was attracted.

This made Lu Feng raise his eyebrows and he couldn't help but wonder how this thing had to do with the phantom of the six-armed Nether God, or how it had to do with the entire Yongye Ruins and the people of the ancient Nether tribe?

It is clearly a treasure contained in the top leaders of the Soul Burning Holy Fire Tower hidden in the territory of the Holy Spirit Clan. How can the ancient Nether Clan's magic be sensed or controlled?

‘Is this the God of the Underworld illuminating the sin?’

Yun Zhuohua's thoughts gradually subsided, and he felt that a huge net was scattered into the sea of ​​souls, which separated her calm sea of ​​souls into countless square areas. The past memory emerged in a fragmented manner and diverted into these small grids.

Even some long-standing memories that were hidden deep in her memory, even she herself was already somewhat blurred, were guided out one by one at this moment.

When she was a child, she was stealing the spiritual fruits from the second elders' courtyard with her father on her back, when she was young, she went to hunt the soul beasts on the back mountain to eat, when she was a child, she was fighting with ferocious beasts but accidentally injured the soul hunter when she was an adult, and when she was the only one who knew about it, she was hiding in the quilt in the boudoir and peeking at the storybook...

All of them are reflected back and forth one by one at this moment.

It seems that every time that happened in her life, no matter how big or small, it is under the technique of judging the sin, and there is no way to hide.

There is no secret in my entire body.

While Yun Zhuohua was baptized by the sins of the God of the Underworld.

The middle-aged man walked out of the cell by himself.

This scene made Lu Feng stunned, and his eyes were even more surprised.

He originally thought that the middle-aged man used the formation to reflect sin was a method that was not much different from the soul search. It was based on the power of the soul to explore Yun Zhuohua's memory, thus finding out all the traces of his sins.

But the middle-aged man could walk out by himself and ignore the scene in the cell, while Yun Zhuohua still maintained his original state.

I couldn't help but realize that this so-called technique of evading sin may only require the middle-aged man to start, and the remaining ones can continue to progress based on the six-armed ghost shadow condensed by the formation without human intervention.

The real core is not the means used by the middle-aged man, but the strange formation behind it.

"Your Excellency is very strong."

The middle-aged man came straight to Lu Feng, his right hand hanged slightly, and a pitch-black knife fell from his cuff and squeezed it into his hand, showing his bad intentions.

Lu Feng felt the murderous intent of the middle-aged man, and suddenly he was alert and was ready to fight.

But when the middle-aged man suddenly changed his mind: "I am not sure to kill you here, and I don't want you to destroy this place. You go!"

Lu Feng was stunned and did not leave.

The middle-aged man's face darkened, "If you don't leave, you will be more sure to stay here forever with the help of the formation."

Lu Feng still did not cater to the middle-aged man, but instead asked: "Which line of the ancient Ming clan is you?"

The middle-aged man thought Lu Feng wanted to hold a grudge and waited for revenge in the future. He then replied proudly: "Langsui's lineage, Langsuiyuan. If you want to fight, you will definitely ask you to get what you want from outside!"

The words are full of heroism and a fighting attitude of putting them to death.

If he hadn't been afraid that the battles and collisions at the seven or eight breaths of the Heavenly Soul Realm would destroy the prison here or damage the formation here, he would definitely not regress and let Lu Feng have a chance to leave.

He was actually quite unwilling to accept this. If the protection here was stronger during the heyday of Yongyexu and the formation was not in disrepair for a long time, he would have been able to leave Lu Feng here at any cost and give a good trial and lesson.

Of course, if it was in its heyday, it would never be possible for outsiders to easily break into this place.

When Lu Feng heard the surname Lang Sui, he understood that the person in front of him should be the monk of the old clan leader whom he was looking for. The coldness in his eyes suddenly decreased a little, and he asked, "How about you go about Yun Zhuohua?"

Lang Suiyuan glanced at Lu Feng in a slanderous way, "Since you have entered the cell, you should be sentenced. This is no longer something you can interfere with. I advise you not to meddle in other people's business and leave quickly."

Lu Feng was still unmoved and asked with great care: "What is the specific method of judging the crime? Can you tell me?"

Lang Suiyuan's eyes sterned, "It seems that you are not punishing the toast!"

As he said that, he raised his right hand holding the knife.

"Let's wait!"

Lu Feng interrupted quickly and hesitated to throw out the identity token given by Chi Liyan.

Lang Suiyuan was startled and looked at Lu Feng in surprise: "What's your relationship with the little princess?"

Lu Feng was also shocked, but he didn't expect that Chiliyan Yu Guming clan had such an identity.

"The relationship between chance meetings," Lu Feng did not hide it. If he was not sure about the specific situation within the Gu Ming clan, hiding it will easily cause misunderstandings.

She said bluntly: "She said she had followed her grandmother's order to find me to help. She had not told me what she did. I was here to find her grandmother and the old patriarch."

Lang Suiyuan stared at Lu Feng suspiciously, "Since that's the case, why did you come here? And come with this woman to save people? Why are you different from the little princess?"

Lu Feng said in a concise way, and after mentioning that Tianminshu and outsiders joined forces with each other, he signaled: "If that's possible, please take me to your forbidden area to meet the leader of Langsuiyu. There may be something happening there."

Lang Suiyuan's face turned cold, "You are lying! This place is completely in two directions with the old patriarch's area! If you sincerely rush to help, how could you come here?"

Lu Feng was startled and his cold eyes swept towards Yun Zhuohua.

"Is she who induced you to come?" Lang Suiyuan was stunned for a moment, understanding, "You are here to wait. If I can verify from her memory that what you said is not false, I will not make things difficult for you!"

As he said that, he threw back Chi Liyan's token and walked into the prison room.

After a moment.

Yun Zhuohua collapsed to the ground.

The shadow of the God of the Underworld that bound his body slowly floated behind Lang Suiyuan.

The six arms also extend, pointing everywhere in Langsuiyuan.

Lu Feng looked at the scene in amazement and suddenly realized that the true meaning of the technique of illuminating sin should be used as a medium through some strange formation, which is like a source stone, which collects spiritual energy into it and then allows people to absorb and refine it.

The spiritual energy here replaces Yun Zhuohua's past memories, and the media becomes the shadow of the God of the Underworld. At this moment, Lang Suiyuan is looking at Yun Zhuohua's memory fragments, waiting to analyze the deeds of evil, so as to conduct the final judgment and set the corresponding punishment.

Lu Feng didn't know the specific review process, but saw that the shadow of the God of the Underworld only showed more than ten breaths behind Lang Suiyuan and disappeared. It was probably not a gradual review like a lantern, but a certain type of method that could better analyze.

‘It’s really mysterious!’

Lu Feng couldn't help but admire the magic of this technique of radiating sin and the formation behind it.

Lang Suiyuan slowly came to his senses and looked at Yun Zhuohua who also woke up on the ground, with a little surprised face, "You——"

Yun Zhuohua replied coldly: "What sins have I committed?"

A clear conscience is also the reason why she dares to bear this so-called technique of pursuing sin.

Because of sinlessness, so fearless!

Lang Suiyuan was silent for a moment, and pointed to the Due Monk Soldier who had broken arms in the distance. A piece of black black jade was cut from the heart of Due Monk Soldier, and the patterns on it were mottled.
To be continued...