Vol 2 Chapter 1788: Prisoner, you can't even be a ghost

Hearing the words of the black qi, countless ferocious figures came out of the Thirteenth City of Blood Prison.
In their eyes, Xu Zimo seemed to have become blood food.
There was a sound of wind in my ears.
"Buzzing", when countless voices sounded, these figures all rushed over.
"Death," Xu Zimo waved his hand.
I saw that the void was twisted by him, and the powerful force ran through the universe.
All the figures that rushed over from all directions were annihilated by the powerful force.
"The Thirteen Cities of Blood Prison," Xu Zimo sneered.
"Find someone who can talk, come and talk to me."
It seems that Xu Zimo's methods are a little too strong, and the figures around him are stagnant for a little.
"No wonder you dare to come in, it turns out to be a little skill."
A hoarse voice sounded.
Immediately afterwards, the black mist around him was getting thicker and thicker.
In the black fog, a figure slowly walked out.
This is a burly man in armor.
The heavy breath fluctuated from the body of the big man, and the powerful blood energy was surging, and the "Boom Rumble" suppressed the void.
The big man looked at Xu Zimo.
He waved slowly and said, "Come on, if you win, I will take you to see the prison master."
The big man's voice fell, and when he saw him, he was like an angry bull.
The whole body was full of gas, and it rushed over directly.
Xu Zimo turned slightly to the side, dodging his blow.
Just hear a "boom".
The big man directly hit the hall next to him, as if he was invincible.
It directly crashed the entire hall and collapsed into ruins.
The big man turned his head, castrated unabated, and hit him again.
This time Xu Zimo did not dodge.
He held the Ba Ying and was eager to try it.
When he saw the big man approaching, he slashed directly.
"Boom" sound.
The big man was split in half and exploded directly into a blood mist.
At this moment, Xu Zimo frowned slightly.
Because he found that the big man was not dead, the blood mist quickly moved away from him, and re-condensed the big man's body not far away.
It's like resurrection.
Xu Zimo felt a special power.
The big man came back to life with a pale face.
Looking at Xu Zimo was also a little scared.
He just died once, if it weren't for the fact that the Thirteen Cities of the Blood Prison were somewhat special.
I'm afraid he is really dead.
"Come here and let me chop a few more knives," Xu Zimo said with an interesting smile.
"This means of resurrection is somewhat interesting."
"Crazy man," the big man scolded a little in shock.
Xu Zimo also saw it.
The resurrection of this big man is actually not that mysterious.
The reason why he can be resurrected is that he is a dead person himself.
That's right, he was already dead, and what exists now is only a spiritual body formed because of special power.
Xu Zimo felt it carefully.
That's what makes this Nether Realm so special.
There are no living people here, only the dead can enter.
And almost all the existences in the Thirteen Cities of the Blood Prison are spiritual bodies.
What this special power is, Xu Zimo has not yet figured out.
But there is no doubt that this power is only useful in the Nether Realm, and it is useless elsewhere.
"Who the are you?" The big man stared at Xu Zimo, looking extra vigilant.
"Why, are you the boss here?" Xu Zimo asked.
"Of course I'm not, the prison master is the master," the big man hurriedly shook his head.
"You want to see the prisoner?"
"I'm going to Yaochi to ask for directions.
If you know the way, I won't even see you," Xu Zimo replied.
"Yaochi?" The big man laughed.
"Those who have entered the Thirteen Cities of Blood Prison still want to leave?
You are delusional. "
"It seems that you haven't killed enough of me just now," Xu Zimo squinted slightly.
The big man's smile stopped abruptly.
"Not everyone can see the prisoner."
"If I overturn the Thirteen Cities of the Blood Prison, will I be able to see it?" Xu Zimo asked back.
He didn't know the rules of this blood prison thirteen cities, and he didn't want to know.
For him, it was too lazy to waste time here.
What are the rules?
It's not meant to be broken.
What rules does the strong abide by?
That's for the weak.
"You have some ability, but you don't know how high the sky is, and you can overthrow our thirteen cities of blood prison?"
The big man smiled disapprovingly.
"It's absolutely impossible unless comes in person."
"Hell, you call the depths of the Nether Realm hell?" Xu Zimo smiled.
"Hell doesn't have to be as scary as me."
His voice just fell, only to hear a "bang".
Xu Zimo's figure has disappeared.
The next moment appeared in front of the big man, grabbed his neck and lifted it up.
"I know you can be resurrected, do you want to bet that I can't even make you a ghost?"
At this moment, Xu Zimo was full of anger.
The powerful momentum is like overwhelming the mountains, and the big man can't even say a word.
He looked at Xu Zimo.
After a long silence, he said, "What do you want to do?"
"Take me to meet the so-called prison master," Xu Zimo said.
"My position is too low, I can't see the prison master at all," the big man explained anxiously.
"You just need to lead the way," Xu Zimo waved his hand.
Throw the big man aside.
The big man coughed violently a few times, and finally stood up, carefully leading the way in front.
The thirteen cities of the blood prison are thirteen cities connected together.
The city where Xu Zimo was at the moment was the first city of Blood Prison.
It is also the main city among the Thirteen Cities.
in the core.
Each city has a city king, and the city king obeys the rule of the prison master.
you could put it that way.
The prison master was sent by the Nether Realm to supervise the Thirteen Cities.
Every prisoner has something to do with hell.
The big man led the way carefully in front, but Xu Zimo felt it.
There are many eyes that fall on him without a trace.
From the moment he entered the Thirteen Cities of the Blood Prison, he was targeted.
At this moment, more and more figures are gathering in the dark, and it seems that they are still coming.
They are waiting for an opportunity.
A chance to kill Xu Zimo, and finally he will do it.
There was a wind blowing in the city, like a fishy wind.
At the end of the street, Xu Zimo began to see the body.
Bones to be exact.
Some bones were lying on the ground, and the flesh and blood on UU's reading www.uukanshu.com had been eaten up.
"These are the people who broke into the Thirteen Cities of the Blood Prison," Dahan explained.
I don't know if I want to scare Xu Zimo.
"Lead the way," Xu Zimo said coldly.
The bones are not cold, and the blood is raining.
There were more and more figures gathered around, but no one dared to attack Xu Zimo first.
The consciousness of these spirits is very sharp, and they can feel the power of Xu Zimo.
The body is like an oven, and the sun shines for nine days.
Xu Zimo's qi and blood were so strong that no spirit body dared to act rashly.
It went all the way, and finally stopped in front of a square.
(End of this chapter)