Journey to the West begins with the full-level monk Tang

It might not be wrong for the two jailers to say this, it's just a matter of time, and the three princes will have a very tragic ending.

But he was extremely unwilling to let her suffer here, waiting for the bad news of his son.

Thinking of all the past, thinking of the third prince who was born in the emperor's family, imperial concubine Huang Fei couldn't help feeling a burst of despair in his heart.

"Imperial Concubine, if you want, I will serve you and sing a little song to me, and maybe I will give you some food so that you can live more comfortably. In the future, you may wait until the moment when the third prince's body appears, so that you will be able to enjoy it." We can go to Jiuquan together, so maybe there will be fewer regrets!"

A jailer said brazenly.

"roll……"

The princess scolded again.

"Hahaha... Get out? Let me get out, so what if I don't get out? So what if you say so?"

The two policemen in front of the iron fence looked at each other and laughed.

The mother of the third prince, the imperial concubine felt a burst of despair in her heart. At this time, she was completely burned in her heart, and she no longer knew what to do.

This kind of suffering is more painful than letting him wait for death slowly, because what he has to wait for is the news that his son has been killed.

Is there anything more hopeless than having a mother wait for the news of her son's death?

The imperial concubine's grief came from her heart, and all her internal organs were burned, but she couldn't tell anyone.

This kind of despair is definitely not something ordinary people can understand.

"What can I do to you? Is there really no one in this world who can do anything to you?"

At this moment, an indistinct voice came from the empty dungeon.

No one knew where this voice came from, but it was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

When the imperial concubine heard this voice, she couldn't help looking around, but she didn't find anything abnormal, and she didn't see the speaker.

The guards in the cell were even more shocked, and they also looked around, but naturally they didn't find out who said this.

"No, it's weird!"

One of the jailers uttered a panic, pulled out his saber from his waist, and began to concentrate on guard.

At this moment, suddenly a red shadow flashed outside, like a red gate, passing through the ground entrance of the dungeon in an instant, and landed in front of the imperial concubine's cell.

It wasn't until the red shadow fell to the ground that everyone could see clearly that it turned out to be a monk in a scarlet cassock.

"You... you... who are you? How dare you trespass into the sky prison? Can't you find death?"

The two jailers couldn't help being surprised when they saw the vision of Tang Seng coming to them, thinking that some supernatural event had happened, but when they saw that it was a monk, the previous sense of fear disappeared immediately. A dozen jailers could not help but show their weapons and asked questions one after another.

These people weren't that stupid, they would fight and kill them as soon as they came up.

Although they saw that it was a monk, the posture they just appeared on the stage did bring them quite a shocking effect.

When the situation was unclear, they weren't stupid enough to come up and do it directly.

Tang Seng flicked his robe sleeves and looked at the dozen or so jailers who surrounded him. Judging from the actions just now, some of them did have some tricks, and they didn't look like ordinary jailers, but masters mixed in among the jailers.

It seems that those people are the confidantes of the second prince and his group, and it is very likely that they are the ones who really control the life and death of many prisoners in the sky prison at this time.

However, in the eyes of Tang Tangseng, such people are just like chickens and dogs, without the slightest force. Killing them is as easy as crushing an ant.

Once, when Tang Seng first obtained the system, he easily crushed a small ant to death, just by wiggling his toes.

For the second prince's absolute confidants, Tang Seng will never be soft-hearted. Since he has already stood in the position of the third prince's mortal enemy, he must absolutely kill the grass and root out the roots, and never give these people a chance to survive, and prevent them from becoming the third prince's benevolent government. stumbling block.

Therefore, although Tang Seng's flick of his sleeve did not use too much mana, it was enough for these ordinary people to drink a pot.

Boom!

Under the force of Tang Seng's swipe, more than a dozen figures catapulted out in all directions as if falling flowers, and crashed into the fences of the cells on both sides.

Some people were so unlucky that they hit their heads directly on the thick iron pillars of the fence, and their heads exploded on the spot, and they died.

Some shoulders hit it, and they were also broken from the shoulders.

Others slammed their backs against the fence, their bodies were ejected back, and they fell to the ground unable to move, with blood gushing from their mouths.

Some people even crashed into the analysis of the fence by coincidence, as if a big mouse was caught in a trap, unable to enter or exit, struggling constantly.

Such a situation fell into the eyes of some other jailers who heard the sound, and they immediately stopped their figures, but retreated quickly.

However, Tang Seng naturally wouldn't leave any harm, and the mana from his hand kept catapulting out, and wherever the invisible mana went, there were bursts of exclamations immediately.

This kind of sound came from all directions, and it was especially terrifying in the gloomy dungeon.

As the sound sounded, many people in the prison had been alarmed.

Many prisoners in the sky prison, no matter whether they were sitting, lying down, or meditating with closed eyes, as long as they can move, they will basically reach the iron fence, hold the fence with their hands, and poke their heads out watch.

As a result, they saw the terrifying scene of Tang Seng killing the jailer.

They could swear that they had never seen anything so unbelievable.

There is no need for weapons, fists, or even physical contact to kill people, and there are no hidden weapons such as darts or silver needles.

As soon as the monk pointed at him casually, several guards would fall to the ground with a cry of pain, and die forever.

One is like this, and many people are like this.

This is appalling!

In particular, all the jailers, no matter how fast they escaped, could not escape the pursuit of that monk.

Such a situation is simply the means of a god.

They only watched for a moment, and Tang Seng cleared out all the guards in the prison.

There is no one left alive!

The eyes of everyone could not help but turn from horror to surprise. These death row prisoners who were bound to be executed inevitably had some hope in their hearts.

All eyes were on Tang Sengshi, who was constantly moving along with his steps.

It even includes the present of the third prince, the dignified concubine.

Without squinting, Tang Seng had already seen the surrounding situation clearly.

Stepping forward slowly, he came to the third prince's mother.

After slapping his palm, Tang Seng said calmly, "Amitabha, is this imperial concubine the mother of the third prince?"