The bottom floor of the Purple Emperor Palace, the Rakshasa Secret Prison.

A dark space, gloomy and cold, with more than a dozen iron pillars erected, the sea water is sometimes slow and sometimes fast, and it is moving at a strange rhythm.

At this moment, in this secret prison where special people were imprisoned, everyone's eyes were frozen on Zhang Heng's face, and he didn't dare to say anything.

Zhang Heng unfolded his "God Eye", and an extremely deep silver vortex formed in his eyes, mysterious and unpredictable, creating an unstoppable attraction, as if it could lead to another parallel space-time.

When Zi Lan truly touched these silver eyes, her face showed a look of surprise, and she showed endless fighting spirit and confidence.

When most of the detained demon cultivators touched the "God Eye", their souls trembled, their hearts were only cold, and they felt that all the secrets in their hearts were unreservedly presented to the other party.

The only ones who can remain calm are the skinny old man and the woman in colorful skirts. They are also bound by golden iron chains, not ordinary people, and their strength is probably far beyond that of ordinary demon cultivators.

At the beginning, the two of them didn't care much, they were just a little curious, looking at the abnormal movements on Zhang Heng.

At some point, a sudden change occurred, and Zhang Heng suddenly closed his eyes of the gods.

Suddenly, most of the demon cultivators present breathed a sigh of relief, and the discomfort that spread in their hearts disappeared at any time.

boom!

At this moment, the entire "Purple Emperor Palace" suddenly shook again, trembling and restless, as if it was about to collapse at all times.

Even though these people were at the bottom of the entire Purple Emperor Palace and were protected by layers of powerful bans, they were affected.

A wave of great spiritual power attacked the "Rakshasa Secret Prison" at the bottom of the Purple Emperor Palace.

"puff!"

Several demon cultivators with weaker strength had a pale face and vomited a mouthful of blood, causing damage to their minds.

Only existences above the realm of a great demon cultivator or a great monk can be safe and sound in the aftermath of the great spiritual power.

Zhang Heng, a human monk who seemed to have only the God Transformation Stage, did not move at all under this catastrophe and did not even open his eyes.

Suddenly, the eyes of the demon cultivators looking at Zhang Heng changed a lot.

In the world of the demon clan, only strength can represent everything, and nothing else is worth mentioning.

Judging from Zhang Heng's performance at this moment, he at least has the strength of a great demon cultivator.

The thin old man looked at Zhang Heng thoughtfully, slightly surprised: Could it be that this boy's strength is far beyond my imagination, and he can actually deceive everyone present and hide his true cultivation.

The woman in the colorful skirt showed a few surprises on her pretty face for the first time, and her eyes were radiant, and she began to carefully look at Zhang Heng, a human monk.

In the entire Rakshasa Secret Prison, only Zhang Heng and the woman in the color skirt are human cultivators, and the others are demon cultivators above the fusion stage, among which the great demon cultivators account for at least half.

"The demons in the Purple Emperor Mansion, I, Huangfu Lin, advised you to surrender. You may be left with a way out. If you are stubborn and still resist to the end, and wait until I break through the "Purple Emperor Mansion", no one among you will survive!"

Huangfu Lin's domineering voice, like thunder, came into the huge "Purple Emperor Palace", ignoring the numerous restrictions, and through countless walls and corridors, it was extremely clear and loud in everyone's ears.

Even the monks in the "Rakshasa Secret Prison" heard Huangfu Lin's warning.

"Huangfu Lin!"

"It turned out to be him?"

The demon cultivators in the Rakshasa Secret Prison all showed a little fear on their faces, even the thin old man was no exception.

There was only a woman in a colorful skirt, and the joy on her pretty face flashed by, and no one noticed it.

Zhang Heng closed his eyes tightly, forgot everything outside, and immersed in an extremely special state.

After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, breathed a sigh of relief, and said calmly: "Young Master, if you believe Mr. Zhang, please remove the bondage on me."

As he said that, Zhang Heng's eyes fell on the golden chains bound to his body.

Zi Yi frowned and said in embarrassment: "This 'Immortal Locking Golden Chain' is the most powerful control spirit treasure in the Zihuang Mansion. It has extremely strong binding power. Even if the person at the lord level is locked by it, it will be difficult to get out."

Zhang Heng sighed lightly: "I didn't expect it to be a copy of the legendary immortal treasure "Locking Immortal Gold Chain". This will be a little troublesome. Do you have no way, eldest son?"

"You are controlled by the 'Locking Immortal Gold Chain', which is the result of my father casting a spell. Although I know how to unlock this technique, it is difficult for one person to exert his power."

"If you really want to untie it, unless another person at the level of a great demon cultivator can come. Two great demon cultivators join forces and know the method, they should be able to open the 'Immortal Lock Gold Chain', but they will also consume a lot of mana."

Zi Lan explained it slightly anxiously.

The thin old man not far away couldn't help but sneer and looked at Zhang Heng and said, "You can't even have this mere 'Immortal Locking Golden Chain', so how can you compete with Huangfu Lin and help the demon clan's 'Purple Emperor Mansion' overcome this disaster."

The beautiful woman in the colorful skirt smiled knowingly and persuaded her softly: "Fellow Taoist, you shouldn't have to work hard. The power of this "Immortal Locking Gold Chain" is far beyond your imagination. Even I can't force it to break..."

Zhang Heng turned his head and looked at the mysterious female cultivator with a calm expression: "I didn't expect that in the 'Rakshasa Secret Prison' of the Purple Emperor', he could meet a human female cultivator at the 'Mansion Master level'. This is really a great fate. I wonder which great figure in the human cultivation world of the 'Zhou Dynasty'?"

"Fellow Taoist can call me 'Tianqin'." The woman in the colorful skirt flashed slightly, with a hint of cunning.

"Okay, this fellow Taoist 'Tianqin', I know you are extremely anxious at this moment." Zhang Heng paused slightly, and his face gradually became darker: "Do you really want 'Huangfu Lin' to break through the Purple Emperor Mansion, kill the demons, and then rescue you, who are also human cultivators?"

"you……"

Tianqin's jade face was lost, and her snow-white pretty face was as delicate as a cloud of clouds.

Suddenly, all the demon cultivators present looked at her with a strong hostility.

Once Huangfu Lin enters the "Purple Emperor Palace", they may not have a chance to survive, and this human female cultivator can just turn the danger into safety.

"You scorpion woman..."

Zi Yi looked at "Tianqin" hatefully and forced her step by step, trying to teach her a lesson and humiliate her.

"Don't touch her." Zhang Heng said indifferently.

"Why is this?"

Zi Yan asked in confusion.

"After all, she is a human cultivator at the 'manage master level'. Although her magic power is sealed, her soul power can still exert one or two points of power. I am curious why the Purple Emperor imprisoned such a flower-like female cultivator in the 'Rakshasa Secret Prison' without moving a hair. According to the habits of your demon clan, if he had captured this human female cultivator alive, he should have ravaged her until he died."

Zhang Heng not only exposed the facts of this woman, but also ruthlessly attacked her with words.

Suddenly, the demon cultivators in the entire secret prison looked at Tianqin with obscene eyes.

"With these monsters joining me insulting me, are you still a human monk?"

Tianqin was calm and said sarcastically.

Zhang Heng squinted his eyes and looked at her, and said coldly: "Zhang is warning you that when the 'Immortal Locking Gold Chain' is released, you should not interfere. If you have the chance, I may take you, a human monk, out. Humph, if you don't know the truth, Zhang has his own way to make you live worse than death!

Tianqin suddenly became speechless.

"Okay, the great demon cultivator hiding in the dark, you have been lurking for a long time, and you haven't shown up yet? Do you want Zhang to force you out?"

Zhang Heng's eyes stared at the edge of the exit of the "Rakshasa Secret Prison", and said with great confidence.

"I didn't expect you to see through the 'dark and heavenly technique' of this guardian..."

A hoarse and low voice reminded me of the iron gate.

Everyone looked in that direction in surprise.

The sea water floated slightly, and a faint figure gradually appeared in everyone's sight. His whole body was wrapped in a layer of light black mist, which was extremely mysterious.

"The Left Guardian, is it you?"

Zi Yi recognized the identity of this person at a glance and said in surprise.

"Let's go short, you two should work together to untie the 'Immortal Locking Gold Chain' on me. Without half an incense stick, the 'Purple Emperor Palace' can be broken by Huangfu Lin."

Zhang Heng said lightly, a spiritual power faintly emerged from his body, suppressing the surrounding sea water to restlessness.

"Your soul power..."

Zi Yi was shocked. Just a few days ago, Zhang Heng's clone's cultivation level retreated from the Great Perfection of Combination to the God Transformation Stage, even the power of soul was no exception. Why could it suddenly rise at this moment?

During the breathing, Zhang Heng's great spiritual power rose to a point where the great demon cultivator present moved him.

"How is this possible?"

The skinny old man said in shock.

What made him even more frightened was that Zhang Heng's mental power continued to rise, which was incredible.

After a while, Zhang Heng's soul power had far exceeded that of ordinary fusion Great Perfection monks, making the thin old man frightened.

"Human monk, can you really help the 'Purple Emperor Mansion' overcome this danger? If that's the case, even if I fight for this life, I will help you unlock the 'Immortal Locking Gold Chain'."

The low voice of being a guardian floats like a ghost.

"Enterprise." Zhang Heng first said two words lightly, and then said calmly: "The eldest son has given him enough benefits. If things are done, I will also remove the soul-submission technique of "Zi Xin" to the third son."

"Okay." The Left Guardian said in a deep voice. Seeing Zhang Heng's extremely confident look, he couldn't help but ask: "But what I'm a little curious is, aren't you afraid that we will regret it then?"

Zhang Heng smiled: "My original is on the other side of the distant sea area at this moment, and his eyes are staring here... If you dare to repent, within a hundred years, the "Purple Emperor Palace" will definitely encounter a crisis that is ten times worse than today."

"What a big tone!"

Everyone present, including Tian Qin, looked at him in a slight manner, half-believing and half-doubting.

However, when they felt the rising spiritual power of Zhang Heng's body, they couldn't help but be shocked: Even the clone is so powerful, what kind of scene would it be if the deity came in person?

"Young Master, since you believe in this person, then we will work together to unlock this 'Immortal Locking Gold Chain'."

The left guardian sighed, his tone quite weak.

"Okay, let's start now, I will pass on the mantra to you immediately. This technique still requires the help of my magical power of the "Purple Flame Horse" to have a chance to succeed."
To be continued...