Boom boom boom!

Seeing a thunder dragon unable to eradicate Ying Ziye.

The formation was running wildly, and thunder dragons swam in the void, killing him again.

Among the thunder dragons!

Ying Ziye's figure is majestic, standing among the mountains.

With a few steps, he soared into the air, his momentum condensed, and his whole body seemed to turn into a long sword.

No matter how the thunder dragon comes to kill, just point the sword and kill it easily!

The flowing fire roared, and dozens of flowing fires swooped down at the same time, turning Ying Ziye's body into a huge sea of ​​fire with a radius of several miles.

It is unknown how many people were affected and died tragically.

However, the blazing fire could not touch his body at all, and even his robes could not be burned!

The powerful true energy forms a mysterious black shield, engraved with mysterious Tao patterns, and the aura flows to isolate everything.

"Thunder Dragon Flowing Fire couldn't stop him at all!"

Zhang Liang looked ugly.

The people from all the major factions looked horrified.

This person is too strong!

Faced with such a celestial attack, he survived unscathed!

The formation triggered the celestial phenomena, thunder dragons, strong winds, heavy rain, ice and snow, and flowing fire all came to kill them.

Most of the power of the entire formation was poured towards Ying Ziye.

"Oh!"

"How dare the light of fireflies compete with the bright moon!"

Ying Ziye drinks coldly!

The sleeves of the robe were waved, and a hurricane vortex was transformed into a huge sword energy, swallowing up all the celestial phenomena's killing techniques.

Bang!

There was a loud bang.

The thunder, lightning, violent wind and heavy snow dissipated.

The five-color divine flower rises, the spiritual light intertwines, and is completely destroyed.

"So scary!"

Even the Moon God couldn't help but marvel.

Shao Siming's beautiful eyes looked at the majestic figure in black brocade robes, his eyes were touched, and his previously calm heart could not help but feel a little turbulent.

The three heads of the farmhouse stared wide-eyed and couldn't help but open their mouths.

The Six Sword Slave's eyes were intense as he stared at the emperor-like figure in the sky. He suddenly took a step back, gave up fighting Fu Nian and Yan Lu, and all drew out their swords to kill him.

"Prevent him from entering the Soul-Eating Prison!"

Zhen just spoke out.

They cannot be the first to enter, and they must not let others enter first!

"Oh!"

When Ying Ziye saw this, he laughed contemptuously and slapped it with his palm.

A huge palm print of tens of feet suddenly appeared in the void. The lines of the palm print were clearly visible. The black divine flower was dark and deep, swallowing everything.

In an instant, the Six Sword Slaves' offensive was completely wiped out.

Even the black giant palm carried extremely violent divine light, swallowing them up instantly.

Pffffffffffff!

Blood spurted out from Liu Sword Slave's mouth, but was suppressed by Ying Ziye's palm.

Fu Nian and Yan Lu witnessed this scene. At close range, their robes were affected by the black giant palm, and their bodies shook uncontrollably.

"Suppress the Six Sword Slaves with one palm!"

The hundreds of schools and major forces present were in an uproar.

The farmers originally wanted to stop it, but when they saw this scene, they immediately stopped.

"We must stop that black brocade-robed figure, otherwise he will inevitably break into the Soul-Eating Prison!"

Gai Nie and Xiaoyaozi looked at each other and wanted to separate one person to stop them.

However, Wei Zhuang saw through their plan and increased his offensive, holding the two of them back.

At the same time, Ying Ziye laughed loudly and sang: "My life's progress and retreat are like the wind, and the world is empty with just a glance of talent; I can only draw my sword towards the sky, why should I be ashamed of being a hero..."

The momentum is magnificent and the sound is loud, resounding throughout the world!

Everyone present looked pale.

Even the heavens are not in his eyes, and he dares to cross the sword.

And the heroes of the world are not taken seriously!

This is not arrogance, but domineering self-confidence!

For a moment, everyone was horrified and moved, and there was even a hint of admiration in Shao Siming's beautiful eyes.

There were many like her, and the female disciples from all the major powers in various schools involuntarily looked at the figure in the darkness.

Like an emperor! Like a king!

Ying Ziye's calm words resounded loudly, and he spoke majestically: "Without my permission, no one is allowed to take a step closer to the East China Sea Soul-Eating Prison!"

Even what he said to Yuan Tiangang and Jianjiu, he also announced it to all the forces of various schools of thought!

Zhang Liang still wanted to use all the strength of the formation to attack him, but in a moment, Ying Ziye's figure had disappeared and appeared in front of the gate of Soul-Eating Prison.

"Stop him!!!"

Zhang Liang and others looked anxious!

Just as he was about to rush forward, Yuan Tiangang, Jian Jiu, and the bad guys all came out!

"If you want to come forward, you have to step on our bodies!"

For a moment, monstrous murderous aura erupted from Yuan Tiangang and others.

Hundreds of schools of thought, and all the heroes in the world, were all changed by it!

…

Ying Ziye, who had already appeared on the East China Sea, did not pay much attention to what happened behind him.

There are bad people, Jianjiu and others are here, enough to stop them!

Ying Ziye walked directly into it without stopping.

The moment the figure stepped into the Soul-Eating Prison, thick blood energy hit his face.

The walls of the passages on both sides were stained with black and red blood, and the thick depressive atmosphere made it difficult to breathe.

Ahead, a stone gate blocked the way.

Ying Ziye circulated his true energy, and the invisible force caused a jade stone next to the stone door to bulge and rotate.

A buzzing sound sounded, and the stone door opened.

Stepping deeper into it, there is a staircase going down.

Ying Ziye walked silently, looking at everything around him with an appreciative gaze.

In front is a stone platform hanging high in the air.

In front of the stone platform and on both sides, there are countless stone cells!

They are arranged neatly and orderly on the mountain wall, densely packed, numbering tens of thousands.

Mysterious runes are drawn on the walls, floors, and even the fences of the stone cell. They are extremely mysterious, with divine flowers flowing and spiritual lights shining brightly.

The entire Soul-Eating Prison is shrouded in a huge array of restrictions, so that prisoners are forever imprisoned and unable to escape.

As soon as Ying Ziye appeared on the stone platform, he felt at least thousands of auras locking onto him instantly.

Every breath is extremely powerful, cold, crazy, twisted, and sinister!

This shows how bloodthirsty these prisoners are!

Don't wait for them to say anything.

Ying Ziye looked down at the entire prison, smiled faintly, and slowly pulled out the Xuanyuan Sword.

Flowers, plants, trees, sun, moon and stars, and hundreds of agricultural labors.

The majestic sword energy burst out instantly!

Ying Ziye swung out his sword, the golden sword shadow was dozens of feet long, and the boundless sword energy swept towards the tens of thousands of cells in the prison.

Bang bang bang!

A burst of explosions sounded.

The prison formation's prohibition runes were worn away by the shadow of the golden sword and endless sword energy, and their mysterious power disappeared.

The entire formation came to a standstill.

The gates of the stone cell walls were opened.

"Hahahaha, someone actually opened the cell door and was free!"

Seeing this, a skinny prisoner couldn't help shouting to the sky. He stepped into the cell and breathed in the air outside the cell.

Countless criminals flew out of the cells and landed in the main hall.

He looked up at Ying Ziye, his eyes fierce and strange, bloodthirsty, and he licked his lips.

"Hehehehe, a young man with tender skin and tender flesh!"

“It’s white and tender, it must taste very good!”

"Hahahaha, young man, for the sake of letting me out, I will let you die quickly and then eat you!" A burly man opened his bloody mouth.

Tens of thousands of prisoners showed bloodthirsty and ferocious smiles.

"snort!"

Ying Ziye shouted coldly and waved the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand.

A forty-foot golden sword killed the burly man in an instant, extremely smooth.

The moment the strong man's head rolled down his neck, his eyes were filled with shock, unwillingness and disbelief.

Until his death, the strong man never reacted.

Blood spurted out from the broken neck, stirring up a three-foot column of blood.

boom!

The huge body collapsed to the ground.

Ying Ziye looked around at the murderers under the high platform with an indifferent expression.

The extremely domineering voice resounded throughout the entire hall.
Chapter completed!