Chapter: 7472
"Yes! The ninety-ninth floor of the Death Prison has held countless people so far, but all of them have died, and no one has ever left!" He said with complicated eyes.
"En? How did you die?" Saint Master Chiyang asked curiously.
Although he is a holy master, the Death Hell is the most secret place in the Immemorial Heavenly Dao Academy. He has never entered it before, and this is the first time.
Moreover, it was very lucky for Saint Master Chiyang to enter the ninety-ninth floor for the first time.
"They were all killed by this person!" He pointed to the disheveled figure in the central starry sky, and said calmly.
Chiyang and Qinglei's pupils shrank slightly, but they calmed down quickly.
They finally understood what Patriarch Tianjue meant, that the latter wanted Di Shitian to die at all.
Although they didn't see the specific strength of the old man with disheveled hair in the cage, he is probably very strong if he can survive until now, otherwise it would be impossible to kill so many people who entered the death prison on the ninety-ninth floor.
After all, as long as the strong who can enter the ninety-ninth floor of the death prison, the weakest are the most powerful people who follow the law of heaven and the law of Tao without beginning, otherwise they are not qualified to be imprisoned here.
Di Shitian's face changed slightly, his eyes fixed on the figure in the cage, and his heart sank completely.
"In that case! Put him in the cage now!" He said lightly.
Chiyang and Qinglei, two holy masters, under the leadership of Jilu, approached the cage in the center of the starry sky, and found that the disheveled old man had fallen asleep, snoring loudly.
"This guy��"
Chiyang and Qinglei left me completely speechless, secretly thinking that this person is really big-hearted, he would be in the mood to sleep on the ninety-ninth floor of the Death Prison.
Bang!
He opened the door of the cage, waved his wings lightly, and Di Shitian, supported by Chiyang and Qinglei, was thrown into the cage powerlessly.
"Brother Xie! I'll leave it to you to take care of this son, so let's take our leave first!"
Chiyang and Qinglei, the two holy masters, said their farewells and left the prison of death one after another.
The prison of death is really weird, and they really don't want to stay for even a moment longer.
"I'll send you off!"
He passed the gate of the prison in Guanshan, and left the ninety-ninth floor of the death prison with Qinglei and Chiyang on his back!
"You are Di Shitian, right? I have been waiting for you for a long time..."
The moment after Xie and the others left, the disheveled guy in the cage suddenly raised his head and stared straight at Di Shitian...
"Who are you? Know me?"
Di Shitian's pupils condensed slightly, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, looking vigilantly at the disheveled figure in front of him who couldn't see his true face clearly.
At this moment, Di Shitian was still restrained by the divine power of the ancestor Tianjue, and his strength could not be displayed much at all.
Thinking of this, Di Shitian's face became extremely gloomy. The strength of the person in front of him is at least boundless, otherwise, he would not be locked in the death prison on the ninety-ninth floor.
With his current state, he can't compete with this person at all.
"die!"
The man with disheveled hair slapped his right palm across the air, and countless pitch-black energies swept in, hitting Di Shitian like a wave.
Di Shitian mobilized all his divine power, and the vertical mark between his eyebrows erupted with a blazing golden light, instantly illuminating the entire prison of death.
Boom!
In the entire prison of death, there was an explosion like thunder, and Di Shitian suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and he flew upside down.
"die!"
Amidst the countless pitch-black waves, a figure quietly appeared, and its thin palm lightly landed on Di Shitian's chest.
Pooh!
Di Shitian spat out a big mouthful of blood and smashed a huge hole in the ground of Death Hell, his heart sank to the extreme.
He was not reconciled, would he end his life in this way?
"Tianjue old thief! Damn you for wanting to kill me! If I, Di Shitian, don't die today, I will kill you when I get out of prison!"
Di Shitian howled resentfully and unwillingly, his eyes slowly closed, waiting for the final fatal blow from the disheveled man. JrNovels.com
"En? How did you die?" Saint Master Chiyang asked curiously.
Although he is a holy master, the Death Hell is the most secret place in the Immemorial Heavenly Dao Academy. He has never entered it before, and this is the first time.
Moreover, it was very lucky for Saint Master Chiyang to enter the ninety-ninth floor for the first time.
"They were all killed by this person!" He pointed to the disheveled figure in the central starry sky, and said calmly.
Chiyang and Qinglei's pupils shrank slightly, but they calmed down quickly.
They finally understood what Patriarch Tianjue meant, that the latter wanted Di Shitian to die at all.
Although they didn't see the specific strength of the old man with disheveled hair in the cage, he is probably very strong if he can survive until now, otherwise it would be impossible to kill so many people who entered the death prison on the ninety-ninth floor.
After all, as long as the strong who can enter the ninety-ninth floor of the death prison, the weakest are the most powerful people who follow the law of heaven and the law of Tao without beginning, otherwise they are not qualified to be imprisoned here.
Di Shitian's face changed slightly, his eyes fixed on the figure in the cage, and his heart sank completely.
"In that case! Put him in the cage now!" He said lightly.
Chiyang and Qinglei, two holy masters, under the leadership of Jilu, approached the cage in the center of the starry sky, and found that the disheveled old man had fallen asleep, snoring loudly.
"This guy��"
Chiyang and Qinglei left me completely speechless, secretly thinking that this person is really big-hearted, he would be in the mood to sleep on the ninety-ninth floor of the Death Prison.
Bang!
He opened the door of the cage, waved his wings lightly, and Di Shitian, supported by Chiyang and Qinglei, was thrown into the cage powerlessly.
"Brother Xie! I'll leave it to you to take care of this son, so let's take our leave first!"
Chiyang and Qinglei, the two holy masters, said their farewells and left the prison of death one after another.
The prison of death is really weird, and they really don't want to stay for even a moment longer.
"I'll send you off!"
He passed the gate of the prison in Guanshan, and left the ninety-ninth floor of the death prison with Qinglei and Chiyang on his back!
"You are Di Shitian, right? I have been waiting for you for a long time..."
The moment after Xie and the others left, the disheveled guy in the cage suddenly raised his head and stared straight at Di Shitian...
"Who are you? Know me?"
Di Shitian's pupils condensed slightly, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, looking vigilantly at the disheveled figure in front of him who couldn't see his true face clearly.
At this moment, Di Shitian was still restrained by the divine power of the ancestor Tianjue, and his strength could not be displayed much at all.
Thinking of this, Di Shitian's face became extremely gloomy. The strength of the person in front of him is at least boundless, otherwise, he would not be locked in the death prison on the ninety-ninth floor.
With his current state, he can't compete with this person at all.
"die!"
The man with disheveled hair slapped his right palm across the air, and countless pitch-black energies swept in, hitting Di Shitian like a wave.
Di Shitian mobilized all his divine power, and the vertical mark between his eyebrows erupted with a blazing golden light, instantly illuminating the entire prison of death.
Boom!
In the entire prison of death, there was an explosion like thunder, and Di Shitian suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and he flew upside down.
"die!"
Amidst the countless pitch-black waves, a figure quietly appeared, and its thin palm lightly landed on Di Shitian's chest.
Pooh!
Di Shitian spat out a big mouthful of blood and smashed a huge hole in the ground of Death Hell, his heart sank to the extreme.
He was not reconciled, would he end his life in this way?
"Tianjue old thief! Damn you for wanting to kill me! If I, Di Shitian, don't die today, I will kill you when I get out of prison!"
Di Shitian howled resentfully and unwillingly, his eyes slowly closed, waiting for the final fatal blow from the disheveled man. JrNovels.com
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