More than three months have passed in the blink of an eye, but for Zhan Chen, three months seems incomparably long. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info three months, more than a hundred days, and at first every day he spent anxiously waiting. Later, when he learned the news that the application for release was approved, Zhan Chen's heart was more excited, more afraid, more hesitant, and mixed feelings, this complex mentality almost didn't torture him out of mental illness.

Finally, the day came to implement his escape plan, and Zhan Chen's state of mind became calm, because next, even the slightest lack of calmness would make him fall into incomparable danger.

"Click!" The door of the prison was opened again, revealing Chen An's old face, and he said to Zhan Chen: "Zhan Chen, you can go out and breathe." ”

Zhan Chen, as usual, came to the door excitedly, stretched out his hands, and put a trap on him, as usual, came to the entrance of the tenth floor to concentrate, as usual, followed the other prisoners through the stairs of the dungeon to the center of the square, and as usual, walked casually in the center of the square, so that no one could see the slightest flaw.

Finally, he couldn't help it, looked around, and walked quickly in the direction of the toilet, there was no one in the toilet, Zhan Chen quickly turned to the corner where he buried the "treasure", picked up the bricks on the ground, and saw the trapped immortal lock and Tiangang Xing lying quietly in it, he couldn't help but be ecstatic, and muttered in his mouth: "Success or failure is here!"

Picking up something, he quickly walked to one of the toilets, slipped inside, locked the door, summoned a Tiangang star, and turned into his own doppelganger.

Then his mind moved, and an amazing scene happened, the palm of the clone began to quickly become smaller, as small as a baby, and Zhan Chen put the pair of trapped immortal locks that were taken off from the dead corpse on his wrist, and then the mind moved again, and the palm of the clone returned to normal, so a fake Zhan Chen with a bundle of immortal locks on his hand was born.

This is the magic of Tiangang Star, as long as Zhan Chen is willing, he can knead it like plasticine, and knead it into various shapes he wants, in other words, Zhan Chen can also turn his clone into the appearance of other people, but the breath and cultivation cannot be imitated.

Seeing his masterpiece, Zhan Chen couldn't help but smile with joy and muttered, "It's finally done, the next thing is to see if this clone can deceive the eyes of those demon cultivators!"

At this moment, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, because even if he succeeded in doing so, he would most likely lose a Tiangang Star.

However, this hesitation was immediately replaced by determination, yes, if sacrificing a doppelganger in exchange for the result of successfully escaping the dungeon, the deal was too worthwhile, not to mention that he didn't know if his plan would succeed.

Zhan Chen gritted his teeth, controlled his clone and walked out of the toilet, and then locked the door tightly. Let's say that Zhan Chen manipulated the clone to return to the square, fortunately, no one noticed him, and if he didn't pay attention, he didn't care about suspicion, after a short period of uneasiness, Zhan Chen's mood returned to calm.

At this moment, the bell for the end of the wind rang, and Zhan Chen's clone followed the others back to the tenth floor of the dungeon. Looking at Chen An, who was walking towards him, Zhan Chen's heart beat violently, fortunately, his body was not on the opposite side of the cell head, otherwise he would definitely be seen as flawed.

At this time, Zhan Chen's doppelganger stood in front of Chen An, his expression was stiff, and he was terrifyingly calm, indeed, as long as the master did not give instructions, he was like a puppet.

On the contrary, it was because the clone was too calm, which made Chen An have a trace of doubt and asked, "Zhan Chen, what's wrong with you today, your expression is a little stiff." ”

Hearing him say this, Zhan Chen hurriedly manipulated the clone to show an unnatural smile, and replied, "How could it be? ”

"That's fine, come with me. Chen An said a word, turned around, and the two walked in the direction of the prison where Zhan Chen was staying.

When he came to the door of the prison, Chen An turned to him and said to him again: "Stretch out your hand, I will open the trapped immortal lock for you." ”

Zhan Chen controlled the clone and obediently stretched out his hand, but his eyes were firmly fixed on the key in Chen An's hand, all the keys to the trapped immortal lock were with a unified key, after all, this was just a guess he had before, and what would be the result? Zhan Chen didn't know.

The key was smoothly inserted into the lock hole, only to hear a click in the trapped immortal lock, it was opened, seeing this scene, a big stone in Zhan Chen's heart passed another level. He quickly manipulated the clone into the cell, and the door was slammed shut.

The cell seemed quiet, but Zhan Chen never dared to take it lightly, and still maintained the state of Tiangangxing's doppelganger. Because in his heart, it always felt as if a pair of invisible eyes were watching him.

Time was passing rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, night fell, and as night approached, Zhan Chen felt a little calm in his heart again, because his plan to steal the day was truly successful, and the next thing to consider was how to avoid the eyes of the guards, and then blend into the corpse truck.

He slowly closed his eyes, recuperating his energy while calculating the time, and it was close to midnight that Zhan Chen opened his eyes, and then lurked at the door of the toilet, and at the same time released another clone, holding a sword and waiting in front of him.

"Rumble!" There was a loud sound of the city wall opening again, and under the cover of this sound, Zhan Chen gave an order to the clone, and the clone raised his sword and fell, splitting the trapped immortal lock that he was still wearing. The moment the trapped immortal lock was cut off, the immortal yuan in his body resumed flowing, and the strength of the first rank of the immortal yuan returned!

Quickly put away the clone, Zhan Chen followed the same as the last time, crossed the square as fast as he could, and successfully lurked near the entrance of the dungeon, everything was in the short time that the corpse carrier entered the city gate, and the guard's attention was attracted.

Arriving at the predetermined position, Zhan Chen lurked, suppressing his aura to a minimum, while carefully observing the situation of the guards on the surrounding city walls.

The corpse carrier stopped at the entrance of the dungeon, and the demon cultivator who was responsible for carrying the corpses also began to move the corpses in and out in an orderly manner as usual, Zhan Chen did not act immediately, but quietly waited for the opportunity, when the number of corpses in the corpse transport vehicle accumulated to a certain extent, he rushed out of the shadows as quickly as possible, got into the corpse truck, and lay down with those corpses, pretending to be one of them.

The demon cultivators who carried the corpse did not notice his existence, but continued to throw corpses into the car continuously, and soon Zhan Chen felt that his body was buried by the corpse, and there was a strong smell of blood around him, which made people feel quite depressed.

However, at this time, Zhan Chen's heart was full of joy, and he even wanted to shout loudly, because he knew that he had basically succeeded, and the only thing he had to do at this moment was to be a little more patient and wait for the corpse truck to come out of the dungeon.

When all the corpses were loaded into the carriage, the corpse cart began to move again, in the direction of the dungeon gate, and when it reached the entrance of the dungeon, the corpse cart stopped, and Zhan Chen heard the rumbling sound when the dungeon gate rose again, and his heart was quite uneasy: "Are you finally going out? For this moment, I have been waiting for six years!"

The car began to move again, and he began to count silently in his heart, thinking: "When the count reaches three hundred, I will escape, and then leave the Ten Thousand Demon Sect completely, Xiao Xie, I will settle this blood account for you sooner or later!"

Counting to the three hundredth, Zhan Chen let go of the immortal sense to observe the surrounding situation, it doesn't matter if he doesn't observe, he was startled when he observed, it turned out that the corpse carrier was driving on a street full of demon cultivators, and if he wanted to get out of the car at this time, he would inevitably be besieged by the demon cultivators, and his life was inevitable.

Zhan Chen hurriedly withdrew his immortal sense, because if he continued to use his immortal sense to investigate, he would inevitably attract the attention of nearby demon cultivators, and secretly complained in his heart: "It's not good, I'm almost going to be discovered, although I have escaped from the dungeon, but I really don't know anything about the terrain of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, there are many demon cultivators with higher cultivation than me here, and there are hidden dangers everywhere, if they find out, I will definitely be killed immediately, what should I do?"

Zhan Chen's heart had no idea, so he had to restrain his breath again, not daring to act rashly anymore, and followed the corpse carrier until he reached the destination that the corpse carrier was going to reach - the blood pool.

The blood pool is a huge underground building, equivalent to the cultivation tower of the Righteous Path Immortal Sect, which has the effect of accelerating the cultivation of demons to increase the speed, but maintaining the blood pool requires a lot of dark energy, and the corpse of the immortal becomes its best "fuel", and the corpses of the immortals who are thrown into the blood pool every day are thousands, only a small part of them come from the eighteen-fold dungeon, and most of them are dead corpses collected by relying on the disciples of the Demon Sect to kill outside.

As soon as he arrived there, Zhan Chen felt an extremely oppressive aura, and there seemed to be a faint burst of miscellaneous whispers in the air, which could not be heard clearly, this was the mourning, screaming, anger, hatred and accusation of the soul of the person who died tragically in the hands of the demon cultivator who could not be liberated and remained in the world.

At this time, the carriage stopped, and the voice of the demon cultivators came from the front of the car: "Okay, brothers, we have arrived, I will go inside first to report to Elder Pang, and you will wait outside." ”

"Okay, big brother, go ahead, we'll carry the corpse out together later!"

Zhan Chen, who was hiding in the carriage, immediately became vigilant and thought: "They are going to start carrying the corpse again, I am about to be exposed, if I don't leave at this time, when will I wait?!"

Thinking of this, he finally stopped being patient, pushed away all the corpses that were pressed on his body, and jumped out of the carriage at once, just in time to collide with the group of demon cultivators waiting outside.

When the demon cultivators saw someone suddenly jumping out of the carriage, they were all inexplicable, and they were all stunned for a while.

A killing intent flashed in Zhan Chen's eyes, and he summoned the Dragon Horror Sword, and secretly shouted: "Soul Strike!"