After entering the door, Yi Tian met the scene of Master Wuye and Prince Qiu Yu single-on-one. It was a big regret to see the two of them just by seeing their appearance but not being able to hear their conversation at that time.

In a blink of an eye, Master Wuye took out a three-inch round wheel to sacrifice it in his hand. After the red light flashed, the true flame began to flow. In an instant, the round wheel rotated rapidly and the body size increased several times, becoming more than one foot.

After the true flame condensed with the help of the circular wheel, it directly illuminated the dark space around it. The scorching high temperature above just radiated to a radius of half a foot and then stopped.

Yi Tian looked at his face with hesitation. He could do such a trick. He didn't know how Master Wuye underestimated the enemy so much back then.

But after carefully examining the suspicion on his face suddenly turned into a look of horror. The range of light wheel radiated was not large, but this space seemed to be completely isolated from the surroundings. To be honest, a separate space had formed around the ancestor Wuye, and even everything inside could change with the change of the will of the ancestor Wuye.

As for the Demon Saint Prince Qiu Yu in front of him, he seemed to be not concerned at all, and stretched out his hands to clench his fists out of thin air. Then two black and white lights condensed in his hands. He wanted to take the opponent's tricks with both hands alone.

Seeing this, Yi Tian took a breath of air. He didn't expect that the Mahayana cultivator could use his physical body to shake the spiritual treasures. However, in a blink of an eye, it was not surprising that he thought of the weapons left by the Demon Saint Prince who he saw in the Demon Fog area. He had no choice but to fight with his physical strength, but if the Demon Saint Prince's weapon had not been lost back then, it would probably be impossible for the ancestor Wuye to succeed.

After the moves in their hands were accumulated, their figures flashed and they fought in the space of only ten feet in the room. Under the spell attack, they seemed to have continuously created air pressure vortexes in the air, and soon passed away quickly. The momentum of the moves seemed to be completely in proportion to their strength.

Suddenly, a trace of Mars splashed out from the steam wheel of the ancestor Wuye master floated out alone. The wisp of Mars splashed out and bounced straight past him, ejected onto the stone wall not far ahead, and immediately pierced the wall through to form a hole of one foot.

But when I used my divine thoughts to sweep the thickness of the stone wall, my eyelids trembled. The stone wall was about ten feet thick, and its material was mixed with the hardest essence of Wu Earth in the spiritual world.

To be honest, it is estimated that it will be difficult to find a stone harder than the wall in front of you in the spiritual world. It is precisely such a thing that was melted out of a huge hole by a trace of Mars. Yi Tian reached out to sacrifice a ray of thunder flame purple flame to gather in his palm, and then he clenched it into a fire ball the size of a fist and aimed at the wall with all his strength.

After three breaths, I could only leave a half-inch deep fist mark on the wall. I felt uneasy and thought to myself that the gap was too big.

Immediately afterwards, the Patriarch Wuye and Qiu Yu seemed to be in a difficult situation to fight, but both of them also controlled their spiritual power with extremely accurate accuracy and no trace of leakage was left.

After fighting with all his strength, it seemed that Master Wuye was gradually at a disadvantage. No matter how exquisitely he controlled the fire, he could not break through the black and white light of Qiu Yu's palms.

Suddenly, a trace of golden light flashed across Qiu Yu's forehead. Yi Tian was naturally very familiar with this. This was the power of Buddha's light in the Buddhist sect.

Obviously, at the critical moment when the two of them fought, a trace of Buddha nature of Master Jieding suddenly burst out and broke the deadlock. The Master Wuye in front of him also noticed the opportunity without any mercy. Taking advantage of the disturbance of Qiu Yu, the red light on the steamer forced the defense of the black and white fist palms.

The masters fought and won the final victory in a flash, and the scenes of the two people in front of him stopped after Qiu Yu was knocked back by one move. The whole room returned to the dark scene again. Yi Tian looked in the direction of Qiu Yu's retreat and seemed to have several rooms inside.

I guess Qiu Yu retreated to the back room after taking a move. Since all the clues were broken, he could only find out the truth of that year by walking inward.

Then he gritted his teeth and walked towards Qiu Yu's retreat. He walked through the dilapidated stone chamber and passed through three rooms one after another. After finally coming to a small room with five feet in radius. After taking out the night pearl and illuminating the surroundings, he found that he had already walked to the deepest part of the city lord's mansion.

There are two stone chairs beside the wall here. Qiu Yu was sitting on a chair on the left at this time. However, his body had been petrified and there were traces of serious injuries caused by Master Wuye just now. His limbs and head and neck were handcuffed with chains as thick as arms, forcibly binding his body.

Even after eight thousand years, his body still emits a strong demonic aura, and its power is no less than the spiritual pressure fluctuations in the later stage of the clone.

Even if Yi Tian stared at him, he felt very depressed. In the end, he could only force his skills to stabilize his mind and continue to explore in the stone chamber.

Logically speaking, Mahayana monks have all cultivated to the state of immortality, and Qiu Yu is obviously a Buddha and demon, but he doesn't believe that he has no unique skills to save his life.

He forced his pupil technique to search his body, and found a bright golden talisman on top of his head, which was actually a soul-squeezing talisman written in gold seal script.

But I couldn't figure it out in my heart. This talisman must have been suppressed by Master Wuye, but the key is why it is the soul-suppressing talisman, not the others.

Just as I was thinking, suddenly the spiritual energy around me turned slightly, and a mirror appeared in an instant. The ancestor Wuye, who appeared in the scene, seemed to be chasing him all the way.

Qiu Yu happened to return to his current seat at this time, and he saw that his breath was very unstable, as if his luck had made a major mistake. But he looked at the appearance of Master Wuye without any fear, and his hands quickly formed seals on his chest.

But what surprised me was that the seal method that Qiu Yu made at this time was actually the secret method of the Buddha Sect. It was ridiculous to say that the devil saint prince used the secret method of the Buddha Sect at the last moment.

Later, Master Wuye moved, and he naturally noticed something was wrong. If Qiu Yu had to complete the seal method, he would naturally not know what consequences would have.

Qiu Yu also noticed it immediately and also freed up his hands to condense the black and white aura in his hand into a ball and attack Master Wuye. Once the two intersected, they did not seem to have an expected huge impact. Instead, the black and white light ball directly passed through the fire wheel and hit Master Wuye.

After the two of them were attacked at the same time, the body of Wuye's ancestor shook significantly, and then the black and white aura penetrated directly into his palm and disappeared. As for Qiu Yu, it seemed that he had completed the sealing method at the last moment, his eyes faded and then paralyzed. Then, a black and yellow light flew out of his forehead to avoid the fire wheel and flew out of his body from one side and then directly removed the troops.
Chapter completed!