The strange changes in the Sword Prison made all the evil lords present secretly moved.
After releasing a cold moon, Lin Zhuyun did not act rashly because of the master's words. Inside the "extremely cold ice flame", she stared at the sword prison with a pair of cold eyes.
The pieces of broken stone are also moon soul.
However, once you leave the sword prison, the stone that is originally the moon soul will no longer have any essence of the moon, and it will not be able to absorb the power of the moon from the moon in the vast galaxy.
In other words, the gravel that fell to the ground is worthless at all.
An extremely dangerous aura lingered around the sword prison that was being carved, which made her not want to take action even without the owner's obstruction.
Lin Zhujun chose to wait and watch what happens.
"this……"
Long Jie, Zhongli Dapan, Xi Quan and others were scattered around the bright silver sword prison, paying attention to the changes in the sword prison and looking at Yu Yuan.
To be precise, they looked at the scabbard still held tightly in Yu Yuan's hand.
All the sword light and sword intent that were sealed in the Sword Prison were put into the scabbard when Yu Yuan understood the true sword art of Zhan Yue Daxiu.
A sword prison, carved with invisible knives, carefully and meticulously carved...
Who carved that sword prison with such extraordinary craftsmanship, and where did the power come from?
They believed that the restrained sword light at the bottom of the scabbard was secretly causing trouble.
But if I look carefully, there are no clues.
Yu Yuan, who was next to Zhan Yun, had a stunned and confused expression. He turned around and looked at the sword prison that was constantly undergoing subtle changes. He felt an inexplicable ominous aura brewing inside the sword prison, and he also felt strange.
"But, who else hasn't come out?"
The ancient Huangzong's Zhongli Dapan sounded like a loud bell, shaking the whole world with a "rumbling" sound, making people's eardrums feel a dull pain.
He raised his head, stared at the suspended snow-white robe, and clenched his hands into fists little by little.
When he clenched his fist, the small space around him seemed to be twisted by an invisible force, twisting it into disorder and causing strange lights to fly.
After swallowing a pill, Zhongli Dapan's momentum skyrocketed, and he was regaining his domineering power of commanding the galaxy and punching meteorites.
Just the movement of clenching a fist, and the slight leak of the fist's intention, distorts the space, giving people a terrifying feeling that time and space are about to be chaotic, and time is going backwards.
"Who else?" Long Jie was also asking.
The green little snake swam to Zhao Yafu and Zhan Tianxiang, the five descendants of the demon palace. The snake's body was coiled, its head held high, and its pair of cold, sinister triangular eyes also looked at the robe.
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Yu Yuan looked at it secretly.
Zhongli Dapan, Long Jie, Xi Quan, Zhan Yun, the little green snake, a fat old man wearing the clothes of the Tongtian Chamber of Commerce, a senior of the Ghost Fu Sect who is full of ghost drawings and uses himself as a charm, and the other is skinny as a stick with a pale complexion.
A man whose body occasionally exudes corpse air.
He had seen all these eight people in Sword Prison.
"Qi Hongyi?"
While looking around, he saw the strange woman he had seen in Wuwuwei, floating alone behind the Sword Prison with a lute in his arms.
Qi Hongyi lowered her head, feeling sad and lost.
With a thought in his mind, Yu Yuan remembered the man he had seen in the Sword Prison who was proficient in music and playing the piano, and he suddenly came to his senses.
He still remembered that when he entered the cave, the man playing the piano was already skinny and skinny, but he still gave people a feeling of being free and elegant.
It's a pity that the man who plays the piano has almost exhausted his energy and blood, which is far inferior to people like Long Jie and Zhongli Dapan.
It is self-evident what will happen to the man playing the piano if he does not come out.
Qi Hongyi should also know that among the eight people who came out of the Sword Prison alive, someone must have killed her master and used her master's meager strength to slightly strengthen herself.
She knew clearly, but she didn't ask at this time.
This was because the eight people who had experienced that brutal killing and finally escaped from the Sword Prison alive had only recovered a little strength, and she was not able to compete with them.
In this case, to ask forcefully is to seek death.
"Kick! Kick!"
The sword prison is still full of rubble, and the statue of the god, which was originally only a rudimentary form, has its face clearly revealed due to increasingly detailed carvings.
The two heads of the statue are facing towards them, with a kind and amiable expression, and a look of compassion for heaven and earth. The seal held in both hands makes people feel peaceful. The three souls of heaven, earth and man are like bathing in the warm sunshine, which is indescribable.
Comfortable.
Behind the sword prison, on the other side of the statue, the bowed Qi Hongyi quietly raised his head.
She looked at the statue on the back, looking at the ferocious and terrifying face that revealed the destruction of all things and extreme violence. She instantly lost her soul, as if she had been infected by the statue.
On the front of the statue, a compassionate face appeared, and Yan Qi Lingman made a huge earthquake in mid-air.
"Don't go to the back of Sword Prison, don't look at his face behind it!"
After the huge earthquake, Yan Qiling suddenly remembered something and reminded loudly, "Everyone, don't go to his back, don't look at the face behind him!"
A group of evil demon lords from the vast world looked at Yan Qiling one after another.
"Who are you?" Zhongli Dapan of the Ancient Desolate Sect snorted coldly, raised his huge fist high, and vaguely covered Yan Qiling's space with his fist intention, "Proficient in space power, in the hands of others, you can
Escape may not be possible here."
Yan Qiling suddenly discovered that the space where he was was filled with fist intention.
The space veins that he could capture and perceive were all filled with Zhongli Dapan's aura.
And there were wisps of abnormal and tiny fist intention that quietly penetrated into his body and soul, as if to imprison him with the fist intention alone, making him unable to move in that space.
Not to mention, he used the secret technique of space and escaped far away.
Zhongli Dapan, who practices the "True Secret of the Ancient Wasteland Sky Realm", may be one of the few natural enemies in the world to Yan Qiling and people like that fat old man.
The "True Secret of the Ancient Wilderness Realm" that can delay time and shatter space, if used in the hands of Zhongli Dapan, will be a nightmare for people like Yan Qiling and the fat old man.
"There is another banned person who has not left the sword prison!"
Yan Qiling took a deep breath, pointed at the statue facing everyone, and said to the owner: "You should know him, right? You pulled the sword prison to the vast world, and you used your power,
You brought Yu Yuan here to help them get out of trouble, shouldn't you want them to die, right?"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone suddenly changed their colors.
Including Long Jie, Zhongli Dapan, Xi Quan and others, all felt extremely uncomfortable because of Yan Qiling's words, and even began to doubt the master's purpose.
"What do you know!" Zhongli Dapan's raised fist was slightly loosened, then clenched suddenly.
"Crack!"
The space where Yan Qiling was located was squeezed and squeezed crazily, causing his body, face, and even soul to seem to be deformed.
In the sky above the Sword Prison, the master who was in control of the situation suddenly fell silent.
The snow-white robe is still floating and making a hunting sound.
The soul inside seems to have left temporarily.
The fat old man wearing the shabby clothes of the Tongtian Chamber of Commerce and holding a whisk in his hand looked at his apprentice and asked doubtfully: "What's going on? Is he in Arakami Osawa?"
"I really don't know that." The man replied.
"Qi Hongyi! What are you doing?"
Yu Yuan, who was paying attention to Qi Hongyi, looked at this woman in red with a miserable life experience, put his fingers on the pipa strings, and plucked it vigorously.
The sound of pipa suddenly sounded quickly.
Qi Hongyi's eyes looked at the emaciated man with corpse air lingering around his body, with hatred on his face.
The man smiled lowly and responded to Qi Hongyi without fear, "It shouldn't be right. Eight of us came out together. How can you be convinced that your master was killed by me? But, do you know?
It doesn’t matter if you know, I’ll kill your master, let alone you?”
call!
He condensed into a wisp of white smoke and floated quietly towards Qi Hongyi, "It's okay if you don't know. Now that you know, don't live anymore, so as not to leave any future troubles."
"Don't go behind the Sword Prison!" Yan Qiling screamed.