Chapter 379: The truth behind the prison chaos, killing the corpse king, and destroying the succubus
In the cold and deep starry sky, on the wide road cast by rocks, Cheng Zhen and the other three surrounded Xian Shu. The combat recorder tied to Lu Jin's lapel had its signal cut off and contact was lost.

"Brother, I'll start a game, and you can give him some Qi."

Zhuge Yu set up a strange magic formation, which once again slowed down the changes in matter within a few feet in radius, making time almost freeze, and stopping the two shackles from plundering Xianshu.

Looking at his junior fellow apprentice's frightened and uneasy eyes, Cheng Zhen gently stroked his forehead, wiped the blood off him, and comforted him in a gentle voice:
"Don't be afraid, we are here."

"Just take a rest for a while. Leave the prison matters to Uncle Shi."

"No"

Xianshu shook his head with difficulty. His consciousness was a little fuzzy, and his eyelids felt heavy as if they were filled with lead. He forced himself to stay awake and urged anxiously:
“I can handle it.”

"Master..Uncle..."

His voice was hoarse, his eyes were dim, and with every word he spoke, his strength was depleted by half. The true Qi in his body was empty, and he could not maintain the state of reverse rebirth, and his vitality quickly dropped.

Obviously, even though Xianshu had witnessed Jiang Mo tearing apart a Class A mecha with his bare hands, at this moment, he was still worried that the extraordinary creatures sealed deep in the prison would hurt his master.

"This is the paradise built by our uncle. We can't leave without his permission."

Chang Qing explained silently that he also wanted to help, but he put his uncle's order first and protected Xianshu's life.

"You are so injured. Those inmates really pissed off my uncle."

"We can't help if we go out."

Lu Jin added that he didn't think any of the inmates in the prison could survive.

The murderous intent that Jiang Mo released just now reminded him of the scenes of slaughtering Quanxing and destroying Luowu many years ago. The momentum was exactly the same.

"First seal the wound and wait for his triumphant return."

Cheng Zhen immediately performed his magic. Strands of silvery-white light fell from his palms and penetrated into Xianshu's body, repairing his lost innate Qi and healing his broken bones.

"Xiao Lu, Chang Qing, seal the two shackles."

"Yes."

Lu Jin and Chang Qing each used their own internal energy to transform it into the same source of true Qi. They gathered the power at their hands and feet and firmly imprisoned the four fat poisonous insects.

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Cheng Zhen stared at the body corroded by the poison, full of pits and holes, and did two things at the same time, decomposing and transforming Xianshu's body to remove the toxins;
While taking over his body, it helped him to rebuild the reverse state and recover as quickly as possible.

When the poison on his body was completely gone, Cheng Zhen gave another order:
"Xiao Lu, Chang Qing, refine them!"

"it is good."

With permission, the two used their full strength to perform the true method. The poisonous insect bred by the swollen poisonous bubble seemed to have suffered a blow. It struggled fiercely and kept gnawing at the flesh and blood. The poison was still spreading slowly. Unexpectedly, the next moment, the contaminated hands and feet suddenly split apart like a gecko's tail being cut off.

"Certainly!"

At this moment, Zhuge Yu, who was concentrating, shouted softly and cooperated with his senior brother to suppress the two shackles in place, unable to move.

Cheng Zhen's face was calm. He calmly controlled Xianshu's body and successfully built the second level of reverse rebirth. With the endless supply of innate Qi, he regenerated his limbs and bones.

"squeak"

"Chirp!!"

On the side, facing Lu Jin and Chang Qing who had murderous intentions, the poisonous insect in the follicle, under the refining of the true method, was like ice and snow being burned by a raging fire. It resisted for only a moment before exploding into a pool of dirty black pus.

At the prison entrance, Jiang Mo was guarding the gate alone and all the spirits were stopped.

He brutally beat to death an inmate ranked in the top 100, which frightened most of the other prisoners. They were so terrified that they did not even think of besieging him and fled to the deeper parts of the prison to seek shelter.

"Boom!"

"boom!!"

The terrible sound of fierce fighting came from thousands of meters away, with many deadly moves competing against each other. The sky was dark and the earth was dark. The whole prison was crumbling, large buildings collapsed, turned into ruins, and the dust was everywhere.

More than 95% of the prison guards stationed here were killed, leaving only the seven strongest ones. They were still fighting with the prisoners, but they were unable to suppress the out-of-control situation and gradually showed signs of defeat. Some were blown thousands of meters away, crashed into the ruins, and coughed up blood.

Someone was cut down by a sword. The sword energy was like a mighty force, intertwined with thousands of forces. The golden body that protected him shattered and blood was dripping.

Jiang Mo looked out and saw corpses everywhere. There were thousands of inmates with different appearances. Some had human bodies and animal heads, and some were alien reptiles that had never been seen in reality.

What's more strange vines ran rampant, leaped up, avoided Jiang Mo like lightning, and fled to the prison, but fell into the black quagmire, let out a horrifying scream, and sank in an instant.

"Young man, this is not easy."

"Are you here to stop us too?"

Three inmates with unfathomable auras slowly appeared from not far away.

The bald man in the lead was about 2 years old, in the prime of life, with a sturdy physique, meters tall, dark skin, six arms full of explosive power, as steady as a mountain, and wearing a faded numb robe, like a warrior monk.

The woman beside him had white hair and blue eyes, was charming, had long and round legs, a scaly black tail behind her, her breasts were surging, and her every frown and smile revealed a terrifying power of charm. She was a rare species of North American demon - the dark night succubus.

The remaining old man was hunchbacked, with ugly marks all over his face. He looked at Jiang Mo with sinister eyes that contained a scarlet ruthless glow. If there were other inmates present, they would definitely recognize him as the 23rd ranked corpse king.

A powerful corpse that was buried thousands of years ago was protected by its own magical weapon, nourished by the unique Feng Shui, and regenerated its soul. It was resurrected somewhere in the early 21st century, causing a crisis in the city, forcing the nine departments to send out several top masters to capture it alive.

"If you value your life, just leave now, and we won't stop you."

"If you insist on staying, you will be killed."

The six-armed man could sense the extraordinaryness of the young man in front of him and did not want to fight with him, so he advised him to leave quickly to avoid disaster.

"Hey, Brother Gu, what are you talking about? Please don't ruin my marriage."

The white-haired succubus smiled and looked at Jiang Mo with the same greedy eyes. She licked her lips, unable to restrain the instinct that surged in her body, and said in a charming voice:
"Young friend, do you have a Taoist partner?" "I am only 23 years old. When I first met you, I fell in love with you at first sight. Why don't you practice with me, blending yin and yang, and get a glimpse of the mystery of life and enjoy the bliss of the world. I'm sure you will give birth to the most powerful bloodline in the world."

"You slut, you can't walk anymore after seeing a man? Let me kill him for you."

The Corpse King let out a long roar and was about to take action, but was sternly rebuked.

"You dare? I'll kill you!"

The white-haired succubus was extremely furious and murderous, and she didn't seem to be joking.

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"kill me?"

"You don't deserve it."

Jiang Mo laughed. He was so angry at this creature that was neither human nor ghost. How dare this thing, which was not even a land immortal, to talk about his life and death?

"call out!"

Jiang Mo locked onto the Corpse King's position and killed him instantly. However, he was concerned about the jailer who was still fighting fiercely in front of him, so he did not throw a single punch, otherwise the entire prison would have been pierced by him, and all the jailers and prisoners along the way would have turned into ashes.

"boom!"

"what!!!"

Jiang Mo struck down with his palm, and the three of them couldn't react quickly, especially the Corpse King. Without even a groan, the top of his head was blown up, and his body exploded into green pus all over the sky, and his soul was scattered.

The metal floor under his feet could not withstand the terrifying force and shattered in an instant, collapsing over a hundred meters. The affected area was extremely wide, and a corner of the prison was sunk and tilted downward.

The six-armed monk and the white-haired succubus, who were hit by the soul-breaking curse, were bleeding from all seven orifices. They knelt on the ground wailing and instantly lost the power to resist.

"You you. Exactly"

The six-armed monk shuddered, his voice trembled, and his eyes were bloodshot.

His teeth were gnashing, his face was pale, his soul was almost torn apart, and indescribable pain violently poured into his spiritual world, almost driving him crazy, but his sanity did not completely collapse due to fear.

The black-haired man in front of him didn't look like a human being at all, which overturned all his previous cognition. Even the most powerful monster in the prison might not be able to compare with him.

"If you want to save your life, come here."

Jiang Mo used Qi to transmit sound, sweeping across the entire prison. Seven jailers who were still fighting bloody battles noticed the movement from this side, and seeing reinforcements suddenly arriving, they retreated decisively.

A dozen inmates were chasing after them relentlessly, and were about to kill the seven people, but they saw King Kong ranked 18 and the Witch ranked 13 wailing in pain, kneeling in front of a human in a strange and absurd way. They felt inexplicably palpitating and stopped.

"Pfft!!"

The six-armed monk vomited blood, his eyes rolled back, and he almost fainted.

Jiang Mo grabbed his throat with his bare hands, slowly lifted him up, and the Eye of Truth in his palm quietly activated.

"Gu Yanchuan was born as a novice monk at Lingyin Temple in 1966."

"Take exotic flowers. Break the vow of killing. Kill the master and defect. Break through the supreme master.. Diamond body"

"He has traveled all over the world, explored famous mountains and rivers, searched for rare flowers, encountered the Nine Divisions' investigation team, killed more than a hundred people, was arrested after three years, and is a fellow apprentice of the jailer 'Fa Wu Xiang'"

"The leader of the Blood Lotus Cult disguised himself and attacked the prison warden to start a riot. He rescued the extraordinary creature, the Blood Ancestor."

In just a few seconds, Jiang Mo intercepted the life memory of the six-armed monk, digested it quickly, and found out the real culprit who planned this turmoil.

"Oh!"

The six-armed monk, whose secrets were all exposed, had lost his value to exploit. Jiang Mo exerted a little force, and a blood flower bloomed. Gu Yanchuan's throat was pulled out along with his spine, and his breath stopped abruptly.

"you!!"

There was a prisoner with a pitch-black body and a dog's head who was angry and showed his sharp fangs. He was about to yell but was frightened into shutting up by the look Jiang Mo gave him.

"Stop and spare me...I really have no ill will towards you!"

The white-haired succubus' face was as pale as paper. She begged desperately, enduring the pain of her brain being cut into pieces.

"I knew it at once."

Jiang Mo grabbed her throat again, and countless memories flooded into her brain like a tide.

"Raphael, born in New York in 1793, a Level III demon lord. The genes of his race give him a strong desire to reproduce, and he has many offspring."

"In 1963, he seduced many genetic warriors and plundered their blood power. He was hunted by the great magician Puen, fled from the United States, and ended up in China."

"In 1989, he killed over a thousand people, his whereabouts were exposed, he was captured by the Nine Departments, and locked up in prison."

The 223-year-old white-haired succubus has far more complex memories than the six-armed monk.

However, being on the battlefield, Jiang Mo did not have time to carefully explore many secrets about the demon's cultivation.

His Eye of Truth felt from Raphael the strong love fueled by hormones and the hatred caused by torture.

Even though it was just their first meeting, this species, which was different from humans, actually succumbed to biological desires and wanted to reproduce with him.

"Let me go. Anything is fine."

Raphael moved his lips, trying to grasp that slim chance of survival.

"Oh!"

Jiang Mo remained indifferent. He gathered strength with his five fingers and gave her a quick death. His inner Qi shattered her internal organs. Her brain turned into a pool of mud, and her soft and warm body fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)