It was obvious that King Bian Cheng wanted to get closer to Tiangong City. He knew that King Canglan was a subordinate of the Demon Saint and had a lustful nature, so he followed his fancy and gave Jia Ruoyan as a gift.

However, because of this, Jia Ruoyan did not suffer too much torture on the lower ninth floor, and she escaped a disaster.

"I came here to rob the prison this time. Since you know something about the lower nine levels, then just stay with me." Liang Yan said calmly.

"Okay, I'll go with you!"

Jia Ruoyan nodded slightly and looked at Liang Yan with hopeful eyes: "I must remove the poison of the Life and Death Pill, otherwise life would be worse than death! Whether you can come back this time depends on you, brother-in-law!"

"Come into my gourd first."

Liang Yan didn't say much, he raised his hand and cast a spell, and put Jia Ruoyan into the Taixu Gourd.

Looking around, I saw that the interior of the palace was in a mess, with more than two thousand demon cultivators dead and all kinds of magic weapons and storage rings scattered on the floor.

Of course he looked down upon these things, but after all, they were a resource that might be used in the future, so he put all these treasures into the Taixu Gourd.

After cleaning the battlefield, Liang Yan walked towards the back of the palace without looking back.

Soon, he came to the dry well he had seen before.

"The entrance to the seventh floor."

Liang Yan's eyes narrowed slightly.

At this moment, six hours have passed since he entered the ghost prison, and there are still two and a half days left.

"Master, wait for me."

After muttering silently in his heart, Liang Yan took a big step and jumped directly into the well without any hesitation in his eyes. His figure was soon submerged by the surging wave of space.

Through the transmission of space nodes, it only took Liang Yan a moment to reach the seventh floor.

This place is different from the first six floors. There are no vast ghost mountains, but there are many blue volcanoes that erupt a large amount of magma from time to time, making the temperature here extremely high and unbearably hot!

A wisp of black smoke flew out from the Taixu gourd, constantly changing in mid-air, and finally revealed the figure of Zhao Xunzhen.

"Master, most of the monks on this level practice 'Netherworld Ghost Fire' and need to use the environment to temper it all year round. Therefore, although the number is not large, their cultivation level is not low."

"Yes." Liang Yan nodded and asked, "Which direction is the prison master?"

"To the southeast, the prison lord's name is 'Qing Beiwang'. This person has a very strange personality. He doesn't seem to have any personal relationship with Scholar Guishou. I don't know if he will believe us."

"It's okay, try it first, if it doesn't work, then do it."

As Liang Yan spoke, he pinched a spell in his hand, disguised himself as a "ghost-hand scholar" again, and then used Zhao Xun Zhen's ghost energy to condense into an escaping light and galloped toward the southeast.

The black light cut through the sky at an extremely fast speed. About half an hour later, a volcano was seen in the distance, tens of thousands of feet high, and its entire body was green.

"On the top of that mountain." Zhao Xunzhen whispered.

Liang Yan nodded and urged Dunguang to gallop upwards. The sentry restrictions along the way were unable to stop him, and he reached the top of the mountain in just a moment.

There is a strange mountain villa located here. The overall shape is like a huge brazier with a miserable green flame burning in the middle.

There were hundreds of monks flying around outside the villa, each holding an oil paper lantern in their hands. Sometimes the candles in the lanterns would run out, but soon a will-o'-the-wisp would fly out from inside the villa and light them up again.

Oil lamp in hand.

Liang Yan observed attentively for a moment and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"This 'Looking to the North' is not simple."

He could see that although these hundreds of monks were not at a high level, they formed a mysterious formation. The will-o'-the-wisp lanterns in their hands could illuminate every inch of space near the villa. Even those with a sub-sage cultivation level could not

If you approach the villa silently, you will be noticed by the owner of the villa immediately.

While thinking this way, a voice suddenly sounded from inside the villa, and said angrily: "Who came here uninvited?"

Liang Yan had no intention of hiding it, and immediately said with a smile: "I am back in the ghost prison, and I would like to ask fellow Taoist Qing to come out and see me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a ray of light coming through the sky, and he arrived at the entrance of the villa in a blink of an eye.

This person appeared, but he was a tall man with a nine-foot-high head, a red face and a red beard, holding a skull crutch in his hand, and a black leather gourd on his waist.
Chapter completed!