"This prison is indeed not an ordinary place!"

After entering the Heavenly Prison, representatives from all countries couldn't help but sigh.

Originally, they were a little dissatisfied with it, thinking that no matter how dangerous it was, they could be, even if it was a mere heavenly prison.

But after they really entered the Heavenly Prison, they realized that they were thinking a little too simple.

The first three floors of the Heavenly Prison are normal, but after entering the fourth floor, something begins to be wrong.

In the fourth floor of the Heavenly Prison, the temperature dropped by dozens of degrees, as if it was suddenly transitioning from summer to cold winter. Even with their physique, they couldn't help feeling the biting cold wind.

But before they could get used to it, they entered the fifth floor of the Heavenly Prison and immediately became unbearable again, making them sweat profusely again.

I just experienced the two levels of ice and fire, and entered the sixth floor of the Heavenly Prison. Nearly ten times the gravity suddenly suppressed, and many people almost lay directly on the ground.

When they struggled to walk through the sixth floor shrouded by high pressure, the terrible storm on the seventh floor gave them another big warning.

Although they did not encounter too many dangerous attacks along the way, the harsh environment that changed one after another still made them frightened.

When I arrived at the entrance of the eighth floor of the Heavenly Prison, I looked at the thick poisonous fog inside, and many people's faces couldn't help but stiffen.

Compared with the threats visible to the naked eye of the storm, poison kills people without blinking, and makes people more unpredictable.

"You go and try it first!"

Emperor Xia appointed a great master to try it out.

The great master took a deep breath, immediately mobilized his true energy to protect his body, and then walked into the poisonous fog step by step carefully.

Immediately afterwards, I heard a "sizzling" sound. Under the erosion of the terrifying poisonous fog, his body-protecting true energy was melted into the invisible at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The grandmaster's face suddenly changed drastically, and he quickly retreated without saying a word.

But even so, he was still one step slower and was invaded by the poisonous fog, and his face instantly turned green.

Before anyone else could take care of him, he spitted white foam and fell to the ground in a blink of an eye.

Even the corpse was eroded in a short time, and in the end there was only a thick white bone left.

"hiss--"

Seeing this scene, everyone present couldn't help but take a breath.

Even if it is a powerful person, he can't help but feel a numbness in his scalp.

A first-class master is already considered a top-notch player in the outside world, but facing the toxic fog on the eighth level of the Heavenly Prison, he has no power to resist.

The poisonous fog in front of me is so toxic that it is a bit beyond imagination.

"what to do?"

Everyone's faces were a little ugly.

They mobilized a large number of troops to stop at the eighth level of this Heavenly Prison?

"The true energy of the grandmaster-level powerful person cannot resist the erosion of this poisonous fog. The innate realm powerhouse can last for a period of time, but it will only last for about a quarter of an hour at most."

"The key is that I don't know what's going on in the ninth floor of the Heavenly Prison. If I can't enter the ninth floor of the Heavenly Prison for a quarter of an hour, even the innate powerful people will be in danger of their lives."

A congenital strong man tried it and then spoke in a deep voice.

Not only did everyone not feel happy when they heard this, but they felt more stressed.

The eighth floor of the Heavenly Prison is already such a headache, and the ninth floor of the Heavenly Prison will probably only be even more dangerous.

Although they are very interested in the hidden opportunities in the prison, they will not joke about their lives.

"No, there seems to be someone there!"

I don't know who was in the crowd exclaimed.

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and then they all looked up at each other.

Soon they discovered that in the deepest area of ​​the eighth floor of the prison that day, there was actually a man sitting cross-legged in the cell.

This person is undoubtedly Chu Xuan.

Before, he needed the protection of earth armor to stay at the eighth level of the Heavenly Prison for a long time, but after his cultivation level broke through the Purple Mansion Realm, he no longer needed the protection of earth armor.

The poisonous fog entered his body, and before it had any effect on him, it had been forcibly refined by him and transformed into the purest magic power and injected into the purple palace space.

In other words, these poisonous fogs are no longer very different from ordinary spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Not only can they pose a threat to him, but they are regarded as nutrients to enhance themselves.

So Chu Xuan just sat cross-legged on the stone bed in the prison cell, practicing calmly, just like the previous few floors.

"Is this guy a human or a ghost?"

This scene seemed too impactful to everyone, especially compared with the dead grandmaster in front, I felt incredible for a moment.

"Why do I feel a little familiar with this person?"

At this time, a person suddenly spoke.

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and turned their heads to look.

Soon they discovered that the person who said this was Chu Yuan, the seventh prince of the Great Xia Dynasty.

Being stared at by so many strong men, even though Chu Yuan was quite envious, he couldn't help feeling a little nervous for a moment.

He immediately honestly explained: "I just feel a little familiar, it seems...it seems a bit like the Sixth Emperor!"

"Sixth Prince Chu Xuan?"

"His Royal Highness, who was deposed half a year ago?"

"How is this possible?"

Soon the strong men of the Great Xia Dynasty shook their heads.

As far as they know, the sixth prince Chu Xuan's cultivation has long been abolished, and now it is mostly dead in the heavenly prison.

Even if you are not dead, you cannot sit on the eighth floor of the Heavenly Prison without any damage.

But at this time, the third prince Chu Heng also spoke in a deep voice: "It really looks like the sixth brother!"

The eldest prince Chu Meng and the third prince Chu Heng have always been Chu Xuan's biggest competitors.

Just as Chu Meng recognized Chu Xuan at first sight, Chu Heng had an extremely deep impression of Chu Xuan.

It may be dazzling to say this by one person, but if both of them say this, it is obviously a problem.

Soon everyone present looked at Emperor Xia.

If anyone present is most familiar with the sixth prince Chu Xuan, it is undoubtedly Emperor Xia. After all, the two are father-son relationships.

"He should be Chu Xuan!"

Emperor Xia narrowed his eyes slightly, and a complex emotion appeared in his eyes. Even he could not explain the meaning clearly.

While speaking, he stepped forward and stood almost on the edge of the eighth floor of the Heavenly Prison.

"I didn't expect you to be dead?"

Hearing this, Chu Xuan opened his eyes.

Looking around everyone, a strange expression of smile appeared on his face.

He really didn't expect that the first person to recognize him would be the three of them.

The Seventh Prince Chu Yuan!

The third prince Chu Heng!

And his father!

There is no doubt that all three of them have a close relationship with him.

This is also related to the change in his temperament due to his cultivation and cultivation. If it were still the original one, many people would definitely recognize his identity. After all, he was once the crown prince of the Great Xia Dynasty.

Having said that, under such circumstances, the three of them could recognize themselves so quickly, which shows how "heavy" they are in their hearts.

"I'm not dead, are you very disappointed?"

Chu Xuan raised his head and asked meaningfully.

He did not call him Father.

In his heart, the person in front of him was not qualified to call him that.

After all, he was not the original sixth prince Chu Xuan.

Hearing Chu Xuan's words, Emperor Xia's face suddenly darkened, and a cold look flashed in his eyes: "It seems that you have a great chance in this prison. I feel that your wings are hard, so I want to fly?"

"Uncle Emperor, please take down this rebellious son for me!"

The uncle in Xia Huang's mouth was the old man in purple next to him, and the only worshiper of the Daxia royal family.

As a congenital strongman, although he cannot stay in the poisonous fog for a long time, he just goes in and grabs a young man and comes out. The whole process does not take much time.

"no problem."

The old man in purple nodded, and his innate true energy was possessed instantly. As he spoke, he was ready to act.

But at this moment, a big hand suddenly stopped him.

"etc--"
Chapter completed!