Lin Zhiming sat in the shadows, observing everyone around him.

Everyone here has the same expression on their face, that is numbness.

Whether Xu Meng was seriously injured by himself and then killed, or someone else died, these people were extremely numb.

It seems that these people have regarded death as a common thing.

No one came to trouble Lin Zhiming again.

This made Lin Zhiming a little uncomfortable. He came here to have fun. If no one caused trouble for him, how could he have fun?

Is it possible that he should take the initiative to find trouble for others? That would go against his just personality.

In the distance, the long-haired man with Phantom Blade sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at Lin Zhiming.

Next to Phantom Blade sat his strong subordinate Shanzi.

"He can be considered a good player among the fifth-grade players." Phantom Blade said.

"Well, I'm particularly good at exerting force. I couldn't learn the two blows I gave Xu Meng at the end," Shanzi said.

"Yeah!" Phantom Blade nodded.

"Boss, how should we deal with this person?" Shanzi asked.

"Keeping this man alive is more useful than killing him." Phantom Blade glanced at the laser cannon on the edge of the wall and said, "Our operation is about to begin. One more master at the top of the fifth grade means one more cannon fodder.

"

"I think so too!" Shanzi nodded.

"Then don't take any action now and wait patiently until tomorrow comes." Phantom Blade said.

"yes!"

Time passed little by little.

Lin Zhiming yawned.

This dark prison is much calmer than I thought. It is not at the same level as the battlefield outside the territory. Fighting and killing are happening in the battlefield outside the territory almost all the time. But here, people usually fight after the sun sets, and then die.

People were dragged away and others rested.

Lin Zhiming roughly calculated that there are probably more than a hundred prisoners currently visible in the entire Dark Prison.

There are more than a hundred people, which is a quite terrifying number, and the weakest among these people is the first-rank Martial Lord.

Of course, most of them are first-grade Wuqing, about 50% are first-grade Wuqing, and then about 45% are second- to fourth-grade Wuqing. As for fifth-grade and above, only about 10% of them are first-grade Wuqing.

five.

Among them, Phantom Blade is said to have the strength of a seventh-grade martial artist, but he has been controlling it very well and has not shown it, so the prison did not send him underground.

This was what Ren Tiangan told Lin Zhiming. Lin Zhiming killed Xu Meng and subdued Ren Tianqian and Tuoli. Naturally, the two of them knew everything about Lin Zhiming's problems.

"How strong is the strongest person imprisoned underground?" Lin Zhiming asked curiously.

"They range from sixth grade to ninth grade." Ren Tianqian said.

"Sixth rank to ninth rank? What about tenth rank?" Lin Zhiming asked curiously. Tenth rank Wuqing is the last threshold to cross the Martial King. Compared with ninth rank Wuqing, the combat power of tenth rank Wuqing is already one.

A great improvement, incomparably close to the Martial King, so the tenth-grade Martial Lord is also said to be half-step to the Martial King.

"It seems not." Ren Tiangan shook his head and said, "It is said that the seventh floor at the bottom is incarcerated with strong men at the level of ninth-grade martial ministers. I haven't heard of an eighth floor, so there should be no tenth-rank martial ministers.

Already."

"Tenth-grade Martial Lord is a scarce resource, so how can it be so easy to catch. Catching a tenth-grade Martial Lord means catching a future Martial King. If you don't catch it, you will leave huge troubles for yourself, so generally when you reach the 10th-grade Martial Lord,

At Ping Wuqing's level, he rarely arrests people and either doesn't do anything or just kills them directly." Tuoli said calmly.

"That's it!" Lin Zhiming nodded. There is a hurdle to break through from the ninth-grade Wuqing to the tenth-grade Wuqing. It's like mastering the rigid body to be considered a fifth-grade Wuqing. From the ninth-grade Wuqing to the tenth-grade Wuqing,

Many people cannot cross this hurdle in their entire lives. Once they cross it, their combat effectiveness will soar rapidly and they will become a tenth-grade martial artist. As long as the tenth-grade martial artist is recognized by King Wu, he can be called King Wu.

King Wu represents the pinnacle of strength and great fame. The country will either not fight such people, or fight them to death, so Tuoli's statement that there is no tenth-grade Wu Qing here is also believable.

Now these people on the playground have made Lin Zhiming lose interest. The strongest is only the seventh-grade phantom blade, which is completely incomparable with the ninth-grade martial arts. The feeling of fighting with the ninth-grade Wu Qing is much better.

"How to get down there?" Lin Zhiming asked.

"If you show strength far beyond the fifth level, you will be sent down there. However, it is truly dark down there. You can only see the sun for one hour a day. In addition, you have to stay there all the time.

In a damp cell, life is worse than death," Tuoli said.

"Really? Why haven't I seen them all day today?" Lin Zhiming asked.

"They are over there." Tuoli pointed to an iron gate not far away and said, "There is a small playground over there. They have an hour every day at noon to bask in the sun, but every

Everyone will be shackled with chains, and after an hour, they will be sent underground again."

"Does everyone have an hour to bask in the sun?" Lin Zhiming asked.

"No." Tuoli shook his head and said, "Only those on the first to sixth underground floors, and those on the seventh underground floor will not be able to see the sun for their entire lives."

"What crime did you commit that warrants being locked up in that kind of place?" Lin Zhiming asked.

"I don't know either." Tuoli shook his head.

It got dark in the blink of an eye.

With a whistle, everyone returned to their cells.

The day ended like this.

Lin Zhiming found it boring and wondered if he should have some fun the next day.

After dawn the next day, Lin Zhiming followed everyone to the playground.

On the playground, people were sitting in various places, enjoying each other's peace.

Lin Zhiming sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at the people around him like yesterday.

Time passed little by little.

The midday sun shone on the ground, and everyone was covered in sweat.

"Why did you come in?" Lin Zhiming suddenly asked Ren Qianqian who was standing aside.

"Me?" Ren Qianqian grinned and said, "My wife ran away with someone. I searched for them for five years, found them, and killed them all."

"Oh? Then why weren't you killed?" Lin Zhiming asked.

"Because I have been admitted." Ren Qianqian said, "After being admitted, I will not be dealt with harshly. Moreover, my wife's man happens to be a wanted murderer. I can be considered a meritorious service, so the merits and demerits are balanced.

, I was sentenced to life imprisonment.”

"What about you?" Lin Zhiming looked at Tuoli.

"There were hunters hunting on the grassland. They killed my favorite wolf, so I killed them." Tuoli said expressionlessly.

"Illegal poachers?" Lin Zhiming asked.

"Hmm..." Tuoli nodded.

"No wonder he wasn't killed!" Lin Zhiming suddenly realized, and then said, "In fact, you two are not very evil, even though you have killed someone."

"What about you?" Ren Qianqian asked.

"I was tug-of-war with someone in the kindergarten and threw the person away," Lin Zhiming said.

"Dead?" Ren Qianqian asked.

"No." Lin Zhiming shook his head.

"Severely injured?" Ren Qianqian asked again.

"Abrasion." Lin Zhiming said.

Ren Qiangan looked at Lin Zhiming in astonishment and said, "That's it?"

"Yes!" Lin Zhiming nodded.

"Then you are the most innocent person in the dark prison." Ren Qianqian grinned.

"Is he innocent?" Lin Zhiming smiled. Is he innocent? In terms of his past sins, he was more sinful than everyone here.

At this moment, Lin Zhiming suddenly heard the sound of breaking through the air.

The sound of breaking the sky comes from the sky!

Lin Zhiming suddenly raised his head.

Others also heard the sound and raised their heads.

In the sky, several firelights fell from above.

Seeing this flash of fire, many people were a little confused and didn't know what it was.

"Fire sword bullets! Pay attention to concealment!" Lin Zhiming shouted loudly.

Fire sword bullet?

This word was so unfamiliar in the dark prison that many people did not react immediately.
To be continued...