Everyone is a demon, why are you covered in holy light?

The so-called pollutants were actually refined from the abnormal power in the human body, which made Yang Yu curious.

This method sounds a bit like refining alchemy and refining weapons.

Yang Gu was quickly taken away and brought to a secret prison in the city.

After entering the prison, many practitioners appeared here, including men and women, old and young.

Looking at Yang Eucalyptus imprisoned in Pollutant No. 73, it immediately attracted the attention of many people.

"Is he the mutant with the ability to teleport?"

"It's him, but we haven't figured out what his ability is yet. It might be invisibility."

The person who captured Yang Gu said.

Yang Yu observed this place. If he hadn't entered inside, no one would have thought that this place was actually a prison, because from the outside, it looked like an ordinary commercial building.

According to the instructions on the wall, the upper floor is where the practitioners stay. There are many instruments and equipment that can monitor almost all neighborhoods in the entire city.

In other words, every move he made after entering here was exposed to the eyes of these people.

The lower level is the real prison, which houses the mutants captured by these practitioners.

"Hey, the mask on his face is pretty good-looking. Could this mask be the source of pollutants?"

At this time, a beautiful female cultivator approached the cage, looked at Yang Eucalyptus carefully, looked directly at the mask on Yang Eucalyptus' face and said.

"Don't go near him! He's dangerous!"

The few people who captured Yang Gu immediately warned in shock.

The female cultivator was startled and immediately took a few steps back.

Seeing this scene, Yang Yu showed a smile on his face under the mask.

"I will immediately apply for the use of Pollutant 52. I will not give him any chance to use the mutant power."

The monk said with a serious face.

The poplar tree is temporarily placed on this floor for people to monitor like monkeys.

After a while, the monk returned, bringing Pollutant 52, which was a strange-looking umbrella.

The umbrella seemed to be made of the fur of some kind of animal, and the ribs looked like some kind of slender bones, which were densely white.

The umbrella was placed on top of the cage, and soon it merged with the cage. Tentacles extended from the umbrella, into the cage, and landed on Yang Gu.

These tentacles are like some kind of slender insects, seemingly trying to penetrate into the body of Eucalyptus poplar.

And when the tentacles touched Yang Yu's body, an information box suddenly popped up in front of Yang Yu's eyes.

"[Pollutant Fifty-Two: Whisker Umbrella]: Comes from the mutated whisker insect. This object can temporarily suppress the power in the bodies of monks and mutants, and absorb its power into the pollutant and store it until it is formed. new contaminants.

Cost of use: Using this object, the user will be drained of a large amount of power in a short period of time and fall into a weak state until the Umbrella of the Beard forms new contaminants.

Status: Can be purified! "

Regarding the information box that appeared in front of him, Yang Yu looked at the umbrella outside the cage above his head with some surprise. This thing was the body of the pollutant, so he could identify the information about it.

As for the real pollutant in the cage that locked him up, it should be the black fluffy ball in the practitioner's hand.

He looked at the cultivator, and his face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye. The man who was originally very energetic soon became filled with fatigue between his brows, and his body seemed to have been hollowed out.

But what made Yang Yu feel a little funny was that the tentacles extended by Pollutant 52 tried to penetrate into his body, but they were unable to break through his body, not even breaking the skin.

This thing had no effect on him at all. His physical body was tempered by the light of the three techniques of Akura Infinite Body. Even if all the power was suppressed here, the strength of his physical body was still very high. It's so powerful that it's crazy to be able to be broken through by something like this.

But this was not discovered by these practitioners.

"Take him to jail, he's dead."

Seeing the tentacles falling on Yang Gu's body, these people were relieved.

Pollutant 52 has never failed. In everyone's opinion, when these tentacles fall, no one can escape the fate of being refined into new pollutants, not to mention that Eucalyptus poplar is still there at this time. Imprisoned in the prison of Pollutant Seventy-Three.

Rumble——

As the heavy iron door into the underground was opened, Yang Yu was taken into the dark underground prison. When the door was opened, various sounds came from the entire prison.

There were cheers, excitement, gibbering, and even craziness...many sounds that were not like what humans could make.

Entering the prison, the iron bars on both sides seemed to be made of some special metal. No matter how the things held inside were shaken and attacked, they remained very strong.

And none of the prisoners locked up in the prison looked human.

There is a weirdo with a huge dog head sniffing around every corner.

There are also men and women hugging each other, sharing a body and only two legs.

There were even people scratching their heads and ears in the dark corners, but their eyes were red as they looked at the monks escorting Yang Gu in.

"Let me out. You have arrested the wrong person. I am not a mutant. I am just a genetically mutated human being. You should let me out."

A man with fish scales on his body and bright red cheeks opening and closing was shaking the cage crazily, but the cage was motionless.

He became more and more irritable, so irritable that he vomited, and a large amount of black fish roe-like things suddenly spewed out of his mouth.

"There are new members here. Catch them, catch them with all your strength. The mutants will only get faster and more. Practitioners who can be rational will be finished sooner or later. One day we will trample you under our feet and watch you. He also became a mutant, hahahaha."

A strange voice came from the darkness, neither male nor female, and the laughter was very sharp.

But the monk who escorted Yang Yu in was unmoved at all, as if he didn't hear anything.

"Take him to Prison No. 7 in Area A. This person's level of danger is just right for No. 7."

"It's too high. The most dangerous mutants are within No. 10 in Area A, but this guy didn't kill many people, so he shouldn't be sent to No. 7. There is a vacancy in No. 13, so why not send him to No. 13? It won't be long before the No. 7 position is occupied, and we will catch a really dangerous guy."

Someone suggested, others followed this suggestion, and Yang Yu was eventually imprisoned in No. 13, Area A Prison.

The prison door was closed with a bang.

The practitioner standing outside the prison smiled.

"It only takes about five days for us to obtain a powerful contaminant, and we will collect his body in five days."

A group of people quickly retreated from the prison.

Yang Yu stood quietly in the cage of Pollutant No. 73, watching everything in this so-called Area A prison.

It is much quieter here than when entering the prison, but you can clearly hear the breathing around you. Many of the guys who were imprisoned in Area A hid in the darkness and made no sound.

The entire prison was filled with a disgusting stench, like a combination of sweat and something rotten, which was very pungent.

"Hey brother, do you have any fire?"

Not long after, a voice suddenly appeared in the prison next to him and reached Yang Yu's ears.

Yang Yu confirmed that the voice was calling him, and then turned his head.

In the dim light, he saw in the cell next door, in Cell No. 12 in Area A, an old man wearing tattered clothes and glasses, with bloody wounds all over his body, but a very wretched face. The man was looking at him with a smile.

A smile appeared on Yang Yu's face under the mask.

"Why do you want fire?"

"Of course it's for lighting cigarettes."

The old man looked at Yang Gu as if he were a fool, and then took out something from his hand. It was a highly decomposed rat corpse that was exuding a strong stench.

He picked up the mouse's body and touched it between his mouth and nose, took a deep breath, and showed an intoxicated look on his face.

“You know, 99%, rare thing!

If you give me fire, I can share it with you. "

Yang Yu didn't understand, but respected his behavior and nodded.

"Yes, but you have to answer me a question."

"Really? What's the problem?"

Hearing that Yang Gu was on fire, the old man suddenly became excited and stood up from the ground.

"What time is it now? How long until dawn?"

Yang Yu is very concerned about this issue and will leave here at dawn.

"What time? I don't know, but someone knows."

The old man thought for a while and said, then looked towards a prison higher up:

"Hey, broken clock, what time is it now?"

Yang Yu's eyes followed the direction the old man was looking. There was a weirdo locked up in Cell No. 11 in Area A.

The weirdo is a little short, a dwarf, and his face is a little ugly. He has lost an arm. His shoulder is wrapped in clothes, but pus has leaked out.

On the ground in front of him, there was a hand bone crawling with maggots, connected to the finger bones, and arranged into a round clock shape. At this time, the weirdo's other hand was playing with the slenderest hand. That one finger bone.

Hearing the old man's question, the weirdo named Bad Seed slowly raised his head, then looked down at the bones on the ground.

"There are still six hours until Qiong Guan arrives."

"Did you hear that? He said it's 1 o'clock in the middle of the night. Give me the fire."

The old man immediately told Yang Yu and couldn't wait to stir up the fire.

Which ear did you use to hear him say it was one o'clock in the middle of the night?

Yang Yu looked at this guy, he seemed to be a lunatic, but the weirdo named Bad Seed seemed to have a meaning in his words.

"What does Qiongguan mean?"

He looked at the broken clock and skipped over the old man in the middle cell.

But unfortunately, the bad clock ignored him.

When the old man saw this, he looked at Yang Yu again as if he were looking at a fool.

"You are a mutant like us, but you don't even know about Qiongguan?

Qiongguan is where the power of mutation breaks out. After dawn, we will be able to get out from here. Those practitioners who come to Qiongguan can only suppress the power in their bodies, otherwise they will become irrational mutants like us.

We have been waiting for this day for a long, long time. Soon, it will be the death of these practitioners! "

The old man became more and more excited as he talked. His face was full of obscenity, and his skin and flesh were trembling with laughter.

"Give me the fire quickly. If you dare to break your promise, I will kill you."

The old man smiled and smiled, then changed his attitude and looked at Yang Yu fiercely. He couldn't wait to take a puff of the "cigarette" in his hand.

If the world on the sixth level has anything in common with the original world, it's probably that these guys are as crazy as the monks in the original world.

For such irrational guys, Yang Yu can usually avoid contact without contact, and he can't believe what they say.

When dealing with such people, probably twelve out of ten sentences are false.

Therefore, Yang Yu expressed doubts about the old man's words.

"I don't have any fire, I lied to you."

He shook his head and said.

His answer immediately made the old man go berserk.

The old man slammed the dead rat in his hand to the ground, and grabbed the isolation iron fence with both hands. The bloody wounds on his body, the blood stood up like standing hairs. This guy looked like Became a hedgehog.

"Lie to me? You dare to lie to me? I'm going to kill you!"

The blood condensed on his body and turned into a slender needle, which shot through the prison towards Yang Gu.

But before it could land on Yang Gu, the white substance blocked the needle one step ahead and quickly wrapped it with the white substance.

"You wait! You wait for me! I will definitely kill you when dawn comes."

Yang Yu turned a blind eye to this guy's riot. He had already got the answer he wanted, and he would leave here only after dawn.

At the same time, Yang Yu noticed that in the front row of Area A prison, in the dark depths, there seemed to be many eyes looking at this place.

If the mutants in this world are compared to monsters, then the practitioners are monks.

Mutants lose their minds and become crazy because of the mutated power in their bodies. They are the same existence as monsters, but the so-called power in this world is just like that.

But for the word Qiongguan, it reminded Yang Yu of natural disasters and the turbidity in the original world, more of the latter.

With the arrival of Qiong Pass, the mutants will become more powerful. This sounds like it is in the original world. Once the turbidity becomes strong, the monks or demons who are affected will become crazier and more powerful.

Is this world really directly connected to the original world?

Time passed minute by minute, probably several hours later. The old man was still threatening Yang Yu, and the weirdo named Bad Bell was still playing with the bones on the ground. In the prison in the front row, people were walking in the darkness. New mutants came out, but not a single purebred human.

The originally dim light in the prison began to slowly become slightly brighter, and the entire prison began to become restless and filled with excitement.

"You're dead! You're dead!"

The old man roared hard at Yang Gu, his whole body flushed with excitement, and more blood flowed out of the wound.

Not long after, an alarm suddenly sounded in the prison, which was very harsh. The mutants began to laugh, and then they heard the sound of destruction. They were struggling to destroy the cage that locked them.

The old man next door to Yang Yu did the same thing. The blood on his body had completely turned into sharp thorns, flowing in his hands and turning into sharp blades, slashing at the iron bars one after another.

Even the weirdo named Bad Bell was frantically playing with the bones on the ground, and his whole body began to expand and deform at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing the actions of these guys, Yang Yu knew that it was dawn.

boom--

Suddenly there was a sharp sound next door, and the iron bars of isolation were cut off completely. The old man pulled the two iron bars and broke them hard, widening the gap. He laughed wildly and walked from the prison where he was to Yang Yu's No. 13. In the prison, he looked at Yang Gu with a bloodthirsty look.

"Tsk tsk tsk, pollutant seventy-three, pollutant fifty-two. Even if Qiong Guan comes, you can't get rid of these two pollutants. It's so unlucky. But what's even more unlucky for you is that you dare to anger me. I will immediately I can send you to death.”

The old man smiled and raised the sharp blade turned from blood in his hand.

He also dared not touch the contaminants that imprisoned Eucalyptus poplar. Both contaminants were very famous, but he could penetrate the cage and insert a sharp blade into Eucalyptus poplar's heart without touching the contaminants.

"Actually, I have fire."

At this time, something suddenly came out of Yang Yu's mouth.

"Are you starting to panic when death is imminent? It's too late! You lied to me. When I kill you, I can take whatever I want."

The old man smiled and began to approach step by step.

But before he took two steps, he heard clicking sounds one after another. The next moment, his eyes widened and a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

Yang Yu swung his arms and wrapped his arms around the solidified white substance. The solidified white substance shattered to pieces with a click. The cage made of seventy-two pollutants in front of him was grabbed by his hand and pulled hard. The entire cage suddenly shattered.

Pollutant Fifty-Two, who was always trying to get into his body, was easily caught by Yang Yu with his hand raised. If this umbrella were placed in the original world, I am afraid it would be an ordinary magic weapon. He pinched it casually and directly Crush.

The tentacles broke off one by one, fell to the ground, and fled in all directions.

At this moment, Yang Yu looked at the old man in front of him with a smile and moved his limbs.

One of his hands quickly reached out to the old man's body and touched one of the spikes made of condensed blood. The other hand was quickly pinching the seal.

"I'm not lying to you, I'm really passionate. Since you want it, I'll give it to you."

As the words fell, the old man's pupils shrank before he could react, and a dark red flame emerged from all over his body, instantly engulfing him.

The lighting method that can directly ignite blood really works, and Yang Yu's face showed a hint of joy.

The flames soared into the sky and burned directly to the roof of the prison. The old man's screams suddenly spread, extremely shrill.

But for the prison that was already in complete chaos at this moment, it only attracted the attention of a large number of mutants. They just took a curious look and turned their heads, destroying everything around them crazily.

Qiong Guan is coming, this prison will no longer be able to hold them, and they will vent the anger they have accumulated after being imprisoned. (End of chapter)