its 457: mysterious cell

It was strange to become a star. The young man had gently withdrew his palms, and on the iron door, the central part hit by his two palms turned into powder, full of ground. That's where the giant lock is located.

I went there. They all have unique skills. This martial arts are so amazing! The star couldn't help sighing.

The young holy martial artist gently pushed the door open and walked in with a wind lamp first. Inside was a cloister. The distance was not long. After a few steps, he had to turn. The holy martial artist turned around and stopped after only a few steps. He opened his mouth wide and couldn't speak.

The crowd followed in, and they were all stunned on the spot. Liancheng, who has seen the world, was also shocked and grinned.

On the other side of the cloister is a spacious hall. There are some charcoal lamps embedded in the four walls, emitting a faint light, giving the whole hall a feeling of a full moon night. Under the windlights raised by everyone, the brightness in the hall increased greatly, and all the scenery was clearly visible.

In the hall, there are twenty huge steel chairs, and there is one person sitting on each chair. These people were blindfolded, gagged, and their heads were all down. Except for the slightly undulating chests, there was no sign that they were alive.

On the chair, there is a rope, which fixes them on it. Cheng star looks at it and feels a bit like the electric chair shown in the movie. It firmly fixes the person's neck, abdomen, chest, hands, elbows, ankles and legs, so that the trapped person's whole body can't move at all.

On these people's bodies, there is something that seems to be like octopus wrists and feet. It doesn't look like steel or muscles. It's a little like wood fibers. The more they look at it, the more strange-looking rattans. Some of these things are connected to their arms, some are connected to their necks, some are connected to their chests, and some are even on their legs.

But the same point is that these things extend to the center of the hall, converge into a huge sphere, and the lower half is completely embedded in the ground.

"This..." The long-bearded martial artist exclaimed, "What is this?"

Cheng Xingxing frowned and walked over. He looked at these things carefully and couldn't see what they were, but found that these people who were fixed on the chair were all upright, but their clothes were very wide. Although they were dirty and damaged, it could still be seen that they were made of good materials. The formula is also very exquisite.

It can be seen that these people are originally noble and strong.

The star approached a mysterious person on his arm and reached out to grab the thing. There was a rattan-like touch in his hand. He pulled it hard and felt as if he could pull it down. With a ruthless force, the man's body immediately straightened up, let out a painful hum, and then gasped.

When Cheng Xing took a closer look, he saw that the end of the thing was flat, which could be sucked on a person's body like a suction cup. In the suction cup, there were countless sharp and thick thorns like sewing needles, and its tip had a little blood marks. Looking at the man's arm again, Cheng Xing couldn't help exclaiming: "Tiger charm? Is it the general?"

"Tiger charm?" Gong Chunqiu was stunned and waved his hand to the man who pushed the wheelchair behind him: "Go forward."

The man pushed the wheelchair forward and came to an iron chair. Gong Chunqiu reached out and pulled down the strange vine on the man's chest on the chair. The man also straightened up in pain and began to gasp. Gong Chunqiu stretched out his hand, tore open the clothes with a little blood stains on his chest, and frowned: "It's also covering the tiger charm!"

"This is the same!" The long-bearded holy martial artist opened the strange vine on another person's leg and also saw the tiger charm on his leg.

"What's going on?" Cheng Xingxing said to himself in surprise, "All of them are generals. They are all pierced into the tiger charm by this strange thing. This is... not good!"

Suddenly, he saw the general who was pulled out of the strange vine by himself. His body trembled violently. His mouth was big and he made a hehe sound. For a moment, white foam surged in his mouth, his body straightened, and then suddenly collapsed again. Cheng Xingxing was shocked. He came forward and sniffed, but he was out of breath.

"Dead?" He was stunned.

While talking, the man who was pulled out of the strange vine by Gong Chunqiu also struggled a few times like this, and then died. Then, the man who was pulled out of the strange vine by the long-bearered saint also died.

"What the hell is going on?" Gong Chunqiu was also puzzled. He turned his head and asked others, "Who do you know?"

"Master, how can we know about this!" The skeleton-thin holy martial artist hurriedly said, "Who knows how this guy Shanqing made such a dungeon? What is he going to do?"

"No." The young holy martial artist who broke the door looked around and frowned. "Judging from the spacing of these chairs, nearly a hundred such chairs can be placed in this hall, and you see, there seem to be traces of chairs on the ground near here... That's right! You see, isn't this a nail hole? And look at the balls made of this strange vine, these things like dead branches, will they be the shrinking strange vines?

Cheng Xingxing ran over to have a look and nod: "There are about seventy or eighty dead branches, and the number is about the same. It should be strange vines. It seems that someone has removed 70 or 80 chairs.

"Who will it be?" The short-bearded old man was stunned and said to himself.

Cheng Xingxing's heart suddenly moved. He ran over and pulled down the cloth blindfolded by these people one by one. He pulled out the cloth that blocked their mouths. He looked next to each other with a wind lamp and looked at them and said, "Which of you know the door master of Lingxian Club? Help me find it!"

He suddenly remembered that after the people of Doujunmen attacked Ling Xianhui, Xu Siyuan's father mysteriously disappeared. According to Wu Shanqing, he was an important person and could not be returned to them. Seeing this group of people, he couldn't help thinking about it. With a fluke mentality, he wanted to find out if there was Xu Siyuan's father among them.

"Who knows?" Gong Chunqiu asked in a hurry.

Several holy martial artists immediately went over and helped Cheng Xingxing pull cloth together. It didn't take long for these people to see all their faces. The youngest holy martial arts master pointed to a man and said, "This man is Xu Longming, the door owner of the Lingxian Association!"

Cheng Xingxing hurried over and took the light to shine. Although the man is a little thin, he can still see that he is somewhat similar to Xu Siyuan.

"Sir, did you catch the people in the Westland?" Cheng Xing's question.

"No." Gong Chunqiu shook his head, "We have never found how Shanqing contacted those people, so we couldn't catch them. Otherwise, they would have been handed over to the countries of Yunsu, and they could also wash away the stigma brought to us by Shanqing.

"What do they do?" The thin martial artist snorted, "Our Doujunmen has its own vein and is not attached to any force, so we won't care whether they lose the world or get the world."

Although the holy martial artists didn't say anything, they seemed to agree, with a posture of "What kind of stigma is this? We are not from any country in Yunsu."

Cheng Xingxing ignored these people, but immediately went to the walls of the hall to look for it. Not long after, he found a cleverly hidden secret door behind a wall.

I don't know what kind of mechanism controls this secret door. It's obviously a Taoist door, but it can't be opened. Cheng Xingxing hurriedly mobilized everyone to find the organ, especially the thin martial artist. He was urged by Cheng Xingxing to go here and there for a while. This also had to be knocked, and his nose was almost crooked, but he did not dare to follow Cheng Ming, because Gong Chunqiu was staring at him.

After being busy for a long time, he couldn't find anything. At this time, the young martial artist suddenly waved his hand: "Don't make a sound!"

Everyone was stunned. He approached the secret door, listened carefully for a while, and then whispered, "Yes, someone is coming this way!"

"Hide, hide!" Cheng Xingxing hurriedly shouted in a low voice and waved his hand to signal everyone to hide himself.

"Where do you hide?" The thin martial artist asked him angrily and pointed around at the same time.

Cheng Xing looked around. Except for those chairs, there was no place to hide in the empty hall, but if he hid behind the chair, it was by no way. The other party saw it as soon as he approached.

At this time, Gong Chunqiu pointed behind him and said, "Isn't that right in the corridor?"

"Go!" Cheng Xingxing took the lead, ran over there with the lamp, turned around the corridor, put his back on the wall, and occupied a good position. The others also ran over in a hurry, but only lined up behind him.

"Light, light!" At this time, the young holy martial artist pointed to the lamp in everyone's hand and shouted. Everyone hurriedly took out the hood used to extinguish the lamp and put it into the wind lamp. The charcoal mask inside was extinguished, and the hall immediately returned to its original appearance.

Everyone didn't dare to come out. They listened quietly. Gradually, they heard a sound of footsteps, the sound of shaking with some metal objects, and the sound of the wheels pressing on the ground. It was thought that someone was pushing the car over.

The sound was getting closer and closer, as if it was about to reach the door. At this time, Cheng Xingxing suddenly remembered something and hurriedly rushed out and ran to the iron chair.

"What are you doing?" Gong Chunqiu was so anxious that he rubbed his hands, but he didn't dare to call him loudly.

Cheng Xing ran over, tied and stuffed everyone's blindfolds and gagged cloth again, then rushed to a deceased, grabbed the strange vine that was thrown on the ground, aimed at the position of the man who was originally connected to the strange vine, and carefully pressed it down. The thorn in the strange vine slowly pierced the man's skin and flesh. Cheng Xingcheng pressed it twice harder, and the suction cup-like thing at the end also sucked the man's skin.

He ran to the second person and connected the strange vine in accordance with the law.

At this time, the sound from outside the secret door had stopped, and the secret door trembled slightly twice, making a slight sound, as if it was about to open.

"Ky, come on!" Gong Chunqiu was so nervous that he sweated.

The star jumped to the third person, picked up the strange vine and pressed it up. As a result, somehow, he couldn't press it.

At this time, the dark door had slowly bulged forward, and then slowly slid sideways to the side. When moving, it only made a very slight sound. Obviously, the mechanism was designed very well. A tall man in black came in, pushing a big car, and two people followed him in.

At this time, the star still couldn't connect the strange vines.

"It's over, let's take action!" Gong Chunqiu sighed and was ready to do it.