羞羞影院

This was the most terrifying place in the sect that makes people tremble with fear.

Normally, no one wanted to come here at all.

Apart from the fact that it’s gloomy due to imprisoning demon cultivators, there were also various rules set up on Punishment Peak. Once violated, it would be treated seriously and punished.

Someone once argued with the Sect Master about it, but there was no answer.

In the end, it was tacitly accepted like this.

Swish~

A sword light landed, stopping at the foot of Punishment Peak.

There were several disciples guarding here.

Judging from their aura, three were at the Aperture Connecting Realm, and one was at the Sea Cleaving Realm.

And that Sea Cleaving Realm seemed somewhat familiar.

“Duan Hun?” Meng Changqing was surprised.

How come he, who was once outstanding among the inner disciples, was now guarding here?

“Meng Changqing!” Duan Hun, who was originally lazily leaning on a nearby boulder, instinctively straightened up when he saw Meng Changqing.

Then he seemed to notice something.

An expression of disbelief appeared in his eyes.

“Your cultivation!”

“Just broke through this morning.” Meng Changqing smiled slightly.

“Dao Creation Realm!” Duan Hun clenched his hands instinctively, a look of shock flashing across his face.

Although there might be differences in the specific breakthrough time between them in the secret realm, overall, it’s about the same.

But now, he was still at the third stage of the Sea Cleaving Realm.

Meng Changqing, on the other hand, had already reached the Dao Creation Realm!

How is this possible?

How could the gap between us be so big?

Duan Hun didn’t want to believe it, but the reality was right in front of him.

And Meng Changqing, who was now approaching with the morning glow, was like a brilliant sun, while he was just guarding here.

The disparity was immediately apparent.

A strange feeling suddenly arose in his heart.

But in fact, he could only blame himself for this.

In the Xianqing Realm, he was self-destructive and dejected when he came out, which made the elders above very dissatisfied.

As such, they threw him here to temper his character.

“I wonder what Senior Brother Meng has come here for.” After sorting out his emotions, Duan Hun spoke up.

In the sect, strength was respected.

Unless the two were very familiar with each other and had been calling each other that way for a long time, they could continue to address each other as Senior Brother.

“To kill demon cultivators, practice sword techniques, and yes, it was Elder Yun Bujue who asked me to come,” Meng Changqing said.

“Elder Yun.” Duan Hun’s pupils contracted slightly.

Obviously, he knew something about Yun Bujue.

Or the disciples guarding here would all have access to such information.

And Yun Bujue was on the same level as his peak master, no, to be precise, they belong to the same era.

“Is it the ‘Sacred Spirit Slaughter Sword Technique’?” Duan Hun thought for a moment and asked.

“Yes.” Meng Changqing nodded.

A knowing look flashed in Duan Hun’s eyes.

In the sect, there were very few martial arts techniques related to the Dao of killing.

Only a few.

One of them was the ‘Sacred Spirit Slaughter Sword Technique’.

But very few dared to cultivate this sword technique.

Unexpectedly, Meng Changqing chose it.

But what impressed him the most was Meng Changqing’s growth rate.

He’s already at the level where he could access the same level as Elder Yun, and he could even choose high-level martial arts techniques.

While he…

“This is the Iron Prison Order. With this order, you can freely enter and exit the first to fourth floors of the dungeon, and you can also open the doors.

“There are demon cultivators, demon beasts, and so on inside, totaling more than ten thousand.

“In terms of strength, the lower you go, the stronger they are. Basically, those on the fourth floor are demon cultivators at the Dao Creation Realm.”

Without much thought, Duan Hun said.

“So many?” Meng Changqing was slightly stunned.

More than ten thousand was not a small number.

“The sect clears out some every year. You came a few months late. Originally, there were even more, all of them used to sharpen the sect’s disciples.

“Or to prepare for disciples who dare to cultivate the Dao of killing.”

Duan Hun took out a token.

“Understood.” Meng Changqing nodded, reached out to take it, and then walked forward.

The huge iron gate ahead slowly opened.

Inside, it was dark like an abyss, sending shivers down one’s spine.

As Meng Changqing entered, the iron gate slowly closed.

“Senior Brother Duan Hun, isn’t this the talented disciple who almost killed the bloodline demon beast in the Xuanqing Realm?”

Several disciples nearby asked excitedly.

“Yes.” Duan Hun nodded.

“Indeed a talented one, the cultivation speed is fast. He has already reached the Dao Creation Realm, and Senior Brother Duan Hun, you…”

When the words reached here, they felt something was wrong and quickly shut up.

But it was too late.

Duan Hun’s face had turned livid.

On the mountainside of Punishment Peak, there was a boundary.

Above was the celestial prison.

Below was the dungeon.

“Is this a small space similar to a secret realm?”

After entering the iron gate, what appeared in front of Meng Changqing was a somewhat spacious square.

Around it were cliff-like walls, with densely packed prison cells on them.

Inside were various demon cultivators and demon beasts.

There were many of them.

At a glance, there were probably more than six thousand.

It was unknown where the sect got them from, maybe they were collected from many demon sect strongholds that were destroyed.

At his feet was the first floor of the dungeon.

So these demon cultivators were just at the Aperture Connecting Realm.

“Hehehe, a new face has actually come!” Sensing someone coming, many demon cultivators rushed to the doors of the cells, curious to observe.

Their eyes were flickering with bloodlust.

The demonic techniques, especially low-level demonic techniques that had simple cultivation conditions and didn’t depend on aptitude, had too much influence on the mind.

Those who practiced them tend not to be normal.

“I really want to eat him!” A demon cultivator licked his lips, his face twisted, his back hunched, with only his upper body remaining, but still alive and full of vitality.

“These demon cultivators… Because their cultivation is too low, they can’t sense my cultivation level, right?”

The noisy voices echoed in his ears like a tide, truly annoying.

Meng Changqing’s eyes also showed some coldness.

Then, he inserted the Iron Prison Order he was holding into a nearby stone pillar.

With this order, he can open each door one by one, or open them all at once!

Crack crack crack!

In an instant, all the doors of the prison cells opened.

This caused the previously noisy first floor of the dungeon to quiet down.

Those demon cultivators seemed stunned.

They didn’t expect the prison doors to suddenly open?

And Meng Changqing also walked to the center of the square.

“Hehehe, this disciple must have made a mistake in the operation, actually opening all the prison doors!”

A demon cultivator reacted first, his face showing excitement.

After all, in his understanding, who would open all of them at once? Although they are all at the Vein Tempering Realm, there were still more than six thousand of them!

Gathered together, even those at the Aperture Connecting Realm would be overwhelmed!

“Hehehe!”

“I want this guy’s thigh!”

“I want his head!”

In an instant, all the demon cultivators came back to their senses, emitting low growls full of bloodlust, and then leaped into the air.

They rushed towards Meng Changqing, who was in the center of the square.

This was an astonishing scene.

Demon cultivators fell from the sky, and Meng Changqing stood alone in place, looking so small.

But in the next moment, a plain voice slowly sounded.

“So noisy!”

As the words fell, countless golden sword auras whistled out!

They slashed through the bodies of all the demon cultivators, then returned to Meng Changqing’s body.

The whole process seemed to only take a few breaths.

Bang bang bang!

Like rain, more than six thousand bodies fell from the sky, broken and fragmented, covering the ground with corpses.

The thick smell of blood instantly filled the dungeon.

There was only crimson everywhere, like the legendary hell.

“Now it’s quiet.” Meng Changqing breathed a sigh of relief.

Raising his right hand, countless life and death qi surged forth and merged into the sword marks and imprints.

These were not ordinary people, but martial artists, so their life and death qi were much richer.

In fact, the number of killings required for the sword technique was not fixed.

It could be said to vary from person to person.

This person referred to the targets of the killings, as well as the cultivator himself.

If the targets of the killings were strong enough, then one person could be equivalent to hundreds, or even thousands of people.

And if the cultivator’s understanding was high, there was no need to actually kill so many living beings.

Because in the process of cultivation, there was no loss or waste of life and death qi.

“Perhaps I can reach perfection without relying on the card.”

Feeling the majestic life and death auras in his right hand, Meng Changqing’s eyes flickered.

After integrating the rudimentary sword intent, his comprehension of swordsmanship had reached a very high level.

And the ‘Sacred Spirit Slaughter Sword Technique’ had already been completely understood by him.

When practicing, there would be no mistakes.

He could ensure that every strand of life and death qi was used on the blade.

And now that his proficiency in the sword technique had reached completion, perhaps he could really use the life and death qi from the fourth floor of the dungeon to advance to perfection!