After a while, I arrived at the entrance of the God Prison.

There were already people watching outside.

There are so many idle people.

Qin Yuan complained.

After a while, dozens of ordinary divine gold chariots rushed out of the clouds and mist, making a roar that shook the sky.

In a blink of an eye, I came to the ground.

It made a neat and dull sound.

Then, a group of people tied up in chains were taken down.

Qin Yuan's eyes fell on King Chen, whose hair was disheveled and covered in blood.

Thousands of years old, the cultivation level of the ancient kingdom.

He is a genius.

"You are King Chen?"

When Qin Yuan asked, check on King Chen.

To avoid the other party being confused.

"It's me"

King Chen raised his head and shouted to the thousands of people watching: "Heavenly Lord, wouldn't the saint rather have a seed?"

The changes of the times have changed some names.

For example, a powerful person who has attained enlightenment is now called the Heavenly Lord.

For example, the powerful man in the True God Realm is now called a saint.

The onlookers heard this and just buzzed and did not react much.

This is under the nose of Xintianzun, and only fools will shout.

"The identity is true, bring it in"

Qin Yuan said.

Plop!

King Chen fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Qin Yuan gave King Chen a blessing.

His blessings were given by Pu Wan, and there will be no problem using them publicly.

King Chen said "Yeah" and opened his eyes.

He looked at Qin Yuan in confusion.

What did this kid do?

“I won’t bring it in yet”

Qin Yuan said.

King Chen and his group were rudely taken in by the jailers.

Qin Yuan checked the power of blessings that he had just blessed King Chen.

Smile.

Before the gates of the God Prison were closed.

Walked in.

By the way, I gave a blessing to the several jailers guarding the gate.

"Xie Qin Shuban"

"Xie Qin Shuban"

...

A voice of thanks.

After a moment.

Qin Yuan sent King Chen to the cell.

"The rules of the God Prison, those who go to jail will first hit five hundred hammers."

Qin Yuan said.

The two jailers took out the divine hammer that was specially used to beat monks.

He walked forward and hit King Chen with five hundred hammers.

He beat King Chen Tian to vomit a lot of blood, and many bones were broken and dying.

Qin Yuan once again gave King Chen a blessing.

King Chen looked at Qin Yuan with a complicated expression.

He didn't know whether he should thank the Book Office or hate the Book Office.

"A historian will come to see you later, and you must cooperate."

Qin Yuan said.

"Dare the historian remember what I said?"

King Chen said disdainfully.

Why do everyone who goes to jail say so?

Qin Yuan said speechlessly: "As long as you dare to speak, the historian will dare to remember it."

"At that time, I will scold these holy places and aristocratic families."

King Chen said.

Qin Yuan was free and had nothing to do, so he set up a bench and sat down and asked, "Some people say you are an ordinary monk who specializes in helping people grow spiritual fields, while others say you are a descendant of a family of cultivation? Which one is true?"

"It's all true. My family was in the Tang Dynasty and was a family of cultivation. Later, the world was in chaos. Even the emperor Qin Quan at that time was killed in battle, let alone my family."

King Chen sighed.

The Tang Dynasty established by Li Shoumin, will not mention King Chen.

Qin Yuan forgot.

Time flies so fast.

"No wonder you can practice to the ancient king realm"

Qin Yuan said.

"So what about the ancient king realm? I'm going to die sooner or later. If I could eat that immortal, I could live forever. I wouldn't have revolted so early and would not have ended up in this way."

King Chen said.

Qin Yuan: “…”

Can those who eat immortality live forever?

Isn't it that I'm hallucinating?

"Who did you hear?"

Qin Yuan asked seriously.
Chapter completed!