"Brother Feng Hao, did you encounter those things just now?"
Qiu Ying flew over. Although there was still some vigilance in his eyes, he did not launch another offensive against Feng Hao.
Seeing this, Feng Hao finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the poor man in front of him was not transformed by those strange fogs.
"How did you get here?"
Feng Hao glanced around and asked Qiongying.
"Being chased by someone..."
Qiongying gave a bitter smile, but did not forget to look behind him and said.
"Who is chasing you?"
Feng Hao was a little surprised. Although the figures transformed by the strange mist had considerable power, their defenses were extremely poor. They could be eliminated with just one blow.
With Qiongying's strength, those people transformed by the strange mist would definitely not be able to let him escape on his own initiative.
"Who else could it be? Those two guys, Jing Wu Xin and Jing Wu Hun."
Qiongying cursed bitterly and said: "If there is only one of them, I will definitely be worthy of them. However, if these two guys join forces, I am afraid that ordinary fifth-level Origin Realm experts will find it difficult to resist."
"So strong?"
Hearing this, Feng Hao couldn't help but shrink his eyes.
Although he also felt that Jing Wuxin and Jing Wuhun were very strong, he obviously did not expect that facing them, Qiu Ying would be forced to flee.
"Where did you meet them?"
Feng Hao frowned and asked.
In the hands of Yu Wuxin and the others, there may be secrets about the Prison Emperor Sect. Although the latter is powerful, he is not afraid of joining forces with Qiu Ying.
What's more, in Fengzhou, there are two trump cards in Qingchuan and Yan Wuque!
"It's right over there. However, after chasing me for a while, they left on their own initiative. They must have known that we had come in and were afraid that we would get the benefit first."
Qiongying pointed at the direction from which he flew just now and said.
"Are you hurt?"
Feng Hao looked at Qiong Ying up and down, and when he saw that the latter's aura seemed slightly disordered, he couldn't help but ask.
"At first I thought those two guys were just things transformed by those weird mist, and I accidentally suffered a bit of a loss."
Qiongying waved his hand and said casually: "This little injury doesn't matter."
"In that case, let's go!"
Feng Hao nodded, shouted deeply, and regardless of the superior prison blade, he moved and shot directly in that direction.
The purpose of their trip is the great opportunity that the Prison God Emperor wants, which is where the Prison Emperor Gate is. Even if they don't meet the Prison Transformation Blade, they will try their best to compete with the aliens in the prison world. Now they have stepped into the Prison Emperor Gate.
They can't waste any more time.
Seeing this, Qiongying quickly followed him. When he was chased by the two guys just now, he had been holding back his anger.
…
"Brother Hao, Brother Qiong, where are you?"
But while Feng Hao and Feng Hao were marching, somewhere in the world of Prison Emperor Gate, the Prison Transformation Blade was hiding behind a huge stone, with a look of sadness and anger on his face.
The sky around the Hell Blade was covered with figures exuding a tyrannical aura like locusts. At a rough look, there were at least nearly a hundred of them.
Although it does not take much effort to defeat these figures transformed by the mist, such a large number makes the Hell Blade unable to fight back.
"Damn it, how come there are more and more of these ghosts?"
The Hell Blade poked his head out from the edge of the stone and looked at the figures that exuded a palpitating aura. He suddenly felt his scalp numb.
He didn't know why, but after entering the Prison Emperor's Gate, he encountered such figures transformed by strange mist one after another. At the beginning, the Prison Transformation Blade thought it didn't matter, as just one or two figures could not pose any threat to him.
However, as he went deeper, for some reason, more and more strange figures appeared, and now he didn't even dare to show his head.
Just kidding, with nearly a hundred figures, even one round of attacks would be enough for him to drink a pot.
At this time, the Hell Blade just wanted someone to help attract some firepower so that he could escape. Otherwise, the things in the Hell Emperor Gate would be taken away, and he would still be trapped here.
After all, the Hell Blade doesn't think it can withstand an attack from these guys.
"Brother Hao, Brother Qiong, help!"
The Hell Blade lamented in his heart, but he did not dare to make any sound. He could only restrain his breath as much as possible to avoid being discovered by these strange and unconscious figures.
…
At the same time, four figures were flying across the sky and earth. These four people were clearly the three brothers of Jie Wuxin and Jie Xinjian.
However, what was different from what Feng Hao and the Hell Blade encountered was that there were no strange figures around them. They had an unobstructed path and swept towards the depths of the world at an extremely fast speed.
"Fortunately, the Prison God Emperor has already prepared the divine patterns. If there were no divine patterns to restrain the Nebula's energy, we would be in constant trouble like those guys."
Prison Heart Sword looked behind him and said with lingering fear.
"It's a pity that that guy got away."
Prison Wuhun sighed with some regret.
"That guy who hides his head and shows his tail is nothing to be afraid of. The most important thing right now is to find the opportunity left by the Prison Emperor as soon as possible."
Ji Wuxin shook his head and said.
The person they were talking about was none other than Qiong Ying, and they could also feel that although the aura on the latter's body was only at the third level of origin, the speed at which it erupted was not inferior to their own.
Obviously, this guy must have used special means to cover up his aura.
However, what makes Jing Wuxin and the others angry is that now that they have broken their skin, no matter what the final result is, the Jing God Emperor will not easily let these troublemakers go.
Having come to this point, why do the latter still have to hide their aura? Could it be that this guy is also a member of the Prison God Emperor? Apart from that, they have not thought about being a foreign race at all.
After all, under the supervision of the Prison God Emperor, powerful men from the prison world continued to invade Qianyunxingzhou. They never imagined that at this time, there would be people from Qianyunxingzhou who dared to step into their prison world, and even followed them.
They broke into the Prison Emperor's Gate.
"Those guys won't follow, will they?"
On the side, Ji Wuqing was a little worried.
He is only at the third level of Origin Realm. Compared with the Hell Blade and others, there is a big gap.
"Don't worry, as long as they dare to come to die, my eldest brother and I will not give them another chance to escape."
Prison Wuhun's eyes flashed with cold light, he sneered and said.
"Silence!"
While the two were talking, Yu Wuxin's pupils shrank and he shouted: "The Mausoleum of the Prison Emperor is coming!"
Hearing this, Jie Wuhun and Jie Wuwu trembled, and their fiery gazes immediately shot forward. At the end of their sight, they could vaguely see the outline of a huge building.?