Chapter 4310 The seventh floor of the prison, Qingyun saves Houyi
Rumble
Rumble
The sword energy spread freely, and the power of Dao Xiaocheng swept away, and all the dark relatives blocking the area in front of Zhu Tianpeng were killed!
Limbs were broken, flesh and blood splattered, and under the gray-white light, strange black blood bloomed, filling all directions.
"ah……"
"ah……"
The screams continued, and the entire entrance area of the seventh floor was reduced to a Shura field. As Zhu Tianpeng approached, countless members of the darkness fell, and strong pressure swept across all directions.
"So strong!"
"The juniors of this era have grown up to such an extent!"
"With that power, if you really use your hands, you might really be able to succeed!"
"..."
On top of the city gate fortress in the distance, the monks who were trying to grab the drinks paused for an explanation. They turned to look at Zhu Tianpeng, who was galloping with a sword in the entrance area. There was a hint of surprise, surprise and hope in his eyes.
Especially the aura of death brought by the divine power of that generation, they can clearly feel the oppression of death even if they are far apart. If they are hit, they will definitely not feel comfortable.
And even they feel this way, there is no doubt that the avenue will be threatened, if...
"cut!"
With a low shout, Zhu Tianpeng waved his swords and once again killed all the monks who came in from the seventh floor. His body swayed and he arrived in front of the entrance.
"The seventh floor of the prison, the emperor is here!"
Taking one step forward, Zhu Tianpeng walked into it with great momentum.
Da da
The sound of footsteps resounded, and Zhu Tianpeng stepped into the void, crossing time and space and quickly reached the seventh floor of the prison.
"kill!"
"kill!"
At the same time, endless shouts of killing resounded.
I don't know how many epochs have accumulated, but the entire seventh-level prison was almost overcrowded. As Zhu Tianpeng entered, the group of people, with blood-red eyes, rushed toward Zhu Tianpeng overwhelmingly.
"It's really a lot of waste!"
"But do you think you can stop this emperor?"
After taking a careful look, Zhu Tianpeng's eyes flashed with disdain and murderous intent. With a shake of his two swords, the world turned pale and went all out, sweeping across thousands of miles of territory in an instant.
The next second, endless sword energy spread across the territory, and everyone within the ten thousand miles of territory was attacked. When the figure of a statue was broken, black blood continued to spurt out, sweeping out like a downpour, covering the sky and the earth.
Wow!
Under the bloody wind, Zhu Tianpeng kept advancing with his sword. As the two swords slashed, endless sword energy criss-crossed, and all the beings in the Dao realm fell under his sword, and even the screams could not be heard.
Too late to send it out.
"How can it be so powerful!"
"How could the monk come to this point!"
"A generation of divine power, how is this possible? How could he master such power!"
"..."
Screams of exclamation resounded, and some powerful beings in the seventh-level prison opened their eyes at this moment. When they saw the gray-white light sweeping across the entrance area, they all stood up from the ground, with disbelief in their eyes.
Immediately afterwards, the faces of this group of people became livid, as if they had reached an agreement in an instant. They jumped up one by one and flew towards the entrance, shouting loudly: "Kill him, such monks should not exist.
In the world!"
"The existence that threatens darkness, go all out to kill him!"
"We can't give him any chance to live, we will destroy him even if his body is shattered to pieces!"
"..."
Under such circumstances, the prison on the seventh floor boiled, and countless members of the darkness flew out and rushed directly to the entrance, preparing to surround Zhu Tianpeng.
At the same time, at the end of the seventh-floor prison, a figure appeared quietly outside the prison.
"ah……"
Screams resounded, and a Dark Familiar of the Great Dao Realm fell to the ground, with a blood hole on his forehead, and his soul was completely destroyed.
The next second, a figure descended from the sky. Qingyun, holding the God and Demon Spear, floated to the ground. He frowned and said, "You really have good intentions. If you hadn't noticed it accidentally, you would have almost become a pawn of the great road!"
"I don't know what happened to that boy Zhu Tianpeng. Although I have entered the seventh level, he has not yet been plotted by that person. I'm afraid the consequences will be disastrous."
As he said this, Qingyun picked up the God-Demon Spear and walked towards a prison.
Before arriving at the prison, a cold light bloomed in his eyes, and he said in a cold voice: "Daodao, very good, you are really good, but this time, I won!"
After finishing his words, Qingyun raised the god-demon spear in his hand and stabbed it. The surging mana swept out and destroyed the railings of the cell in front of him in an instant.
The dust rose, Qingyun waved his hand and used magic to blow the dust away, took a deep breath and said: "Come out, it's time to make a big fuss!"
"Lord Qingyun, you are finally here!"
Inside the cell, a cold voice resounded, followed by the sound of footsteps, and a nine-foot-nine figure was seen walking out of it, with scars all over his body, his hands tied with black handcuffs, and all the breath on his body.
Just like a mortal.
"This is?"
With a raised brow, Qingyun looked at the black handcuffs in the man's hands and said, "What's going on?"
"Hou Yi, where is your cultivation?"
Astonishingly, the person imprisoned in this prison was Hou Yi.
It's just that his condition is not very good at this moment. Although all the fluctuations in his cultivation have disappeared, his blood-red eyes are filled with violence and anger, like a volcano that will erupt and swallow everything if he is not careful.
"Confined!"
Glancing at Qingyun, the violent aura in Hou Yi's eyes gradually dissipated. After exhaling heavily, he slowly raised his hands and said: "This object is cast from the origin of darkness. It can limit the strength and cultivation of the monks. If it cannot be broken,
Even if I turn it on, I won't be able to regain my strength!"
Hearing this, Qingyun couldn't help but frown.
If this is the case, then this matter will be troublesome.
He could clearly feel the indestructible nature of the handcuffs made by the origin of darkness. Even he was not absolutely sure that he could destroy them. What's more, Hou Yi was still extremely fragile. If he destroyed it forcibly, I'm afraid...
After a long time, Qingyun came back to his senses, took a deep breath and said: "Do you want to open it?"
"key!"
Looking up at Qingyun, Hou Yi said solemnly: "Every handcuff has a key, but they all exist on the guardian of the ninth level. If you want to open it, you must defeat the guardian, or even...
"
At the end, Hou Yi stopped talking, but Qingyun already understood the meaning of his words.
Who is the guardian of the seventh level prison?
There is no doubt that it is the road!
Although the Dao itself has left this place, what is left behind must be a kind of existence such as the second soul. Its cultivation and combat power are definitely at the level of the Great Perfection of the Dao. It is almost impossible for Qingyun to defeat it by himself.