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Jin Zaomu saw Yi Xifeng standing there blankly, thinking to himself: "You may not know that although this is the fourth floor, it is a prison."
"There is no entrance or exit. We can only wait to die here!"
Yi Xifeng looked at him and said in confusion: "Then how did you get in?"
"You were sent in by a fake guide, weren't you?" Jin Zaomu said coldly.
He used "Jade Yin Sand" to detect the space crack around the Yin Yang Mirror in front of the throne, and then touched the treasure after confirming that there was no problem. Unexpectedly, the mechanism was triggered after touching it, causing him to fall into the space crack.
Then he and Yi Xifeng found the same intersection and entered this airtight prison.
"In other words, we have all been tricked by the Yin-Yang Mirror?" Yi Xifeng took out the Yin-Yang Mirror from his chest and shook it constantly.
There is no sound in the consciousness.
"It's just that you were fooled." Jin Zaomu shook his head with some regret, "I thought you should have the wisdom to see through it, but it seems that I still overestimated you."
"Is there really no way out of this place?" Yi Xifeng raised his head and looked around.
"If I could go out, would I still be here?" Jin Zaomu asked back, his already bloodless face turning ashen.
Yi Xifeng turned back along the corridor behind the waterfall. He went back and forth several times to confirm that there was no secret door and there was no way out. Finally, he came to the middle of the stone platform. He looked at Jin Zaomu sitting cross-legged in the middle of the stone platform and said, "It's true.
…There is no way out.”
"This is a prison set up by the cult for the disciples of the cult who have made mistakes to reflect. How can there be a way out?"
"Then when the time limit is reached, some door will surely open and let people out, right?"
"You don't understand divine religion at all!" Jin Zaomu sneered, "After I throw you into this kind of prison, no one will care about you anymore. Either you will break through the realm and break the prison, or you will die here!"
"The Divine Religion is not like the disciples of your Zhenwu Dao Hall. They are like fragile chicks who need the master's earnest guidance and guidance. Every disciple of the Divine Religion is like an eagle facing a cliff. The master only shows one side of his skills.
Everything else depends on understanding!”
"Those with high understanding can enter the inner gate, while those with low understanding will stay at the outer gate forever until they die of old age!" Jin Zao Mu said coldly.
"Then based on your understanding of the prison of the cult, what else can we do besides waiting to die?" Yi Xifeng murmured as he observed the surroundings.
"It's impossible, neither you nor me!" Jin Zaomu closed his eyes, as if he had sentenced the two of them to death.
"Didn't I say that there is also a clause about breaking the cage?"
"When I came in, the strength of this prison could only be destroyed and broken by the power of Xia Xiaocheng? Stop dreaming!" Jin Zaomu glanced at him and continued, "The inner energy is sealed and cannot be cultivated.
, and body training is extremely difficult to break through, just with you now?"
"What about you?" Yi Xifeng asked.
Circles of bandages were torn off his muscular upper body. Yi Xifeng's eyes widened. He saw that Jin Zaomu's upper body was densely engraved with the seal inscriptions of the divine religion. It seemed to be another "masterpiece" of Leader Han.
"Yes.
"I've said it before, we have reached the same destination through different paths, Yi Xifeng! You have had your inner strength sealed and returned to the realm of Qi, while I have had my Qi and blood sealed, making it extremely difficult for me to break through through cultivation." Jin Zaomu sneered twice before shouting out.
The real name of the fair young man who calls himself Li Chengtao!
"So that's it... no wonder you pay so much attention to me."
"Since you entered the capital of the Divine Realm, your whereabouts have been in the hands of the higher-ups of the Divine Religion, and I am the executor." Jin Zaomu said coldly, "Although the mission this time is to keep an eye on you, I found that you can use
You climb to the top of the Tower of Two Realms and leave the capital of the Divine Realm."
Yi Xifeng was slightly startled, and immediately thought that this was the man who was causing trouble with Sun Jiuer in the Zhenwu Hall arena in Lingkunzhou. At that time, he was wearing a mask and using Li Xintian's "Thick Earth Strength Control Technique" just to seduce him out!
Thinking of this, Yi Xifeng couldn't help but feel scared. It turned out that his whereabouts had been clearly grasped by the cult, but on the surface he remained calm and said coldly: "What exactly do you want to say?"
"I, Jin Zaomu, only admire the strong! Among the twelve people who entered the Two Worlds Tower this time, only you and I have the opportunity to climb to the top of the tower and see the whole world! I kept your life because you still have something to use.
Value." Jin Zaomu opened his arms and used sand in his hands to wrap the bandage on the ground back around his body.
"But now that you are of no use, why don't you and I fight it out here?"
He shouted out the next words, and the surrounding sandballs began to attack Yi Xifeng.
Yi Xifeng was startled. Those sand balls had already arrived in front of him. He immediately stopped and leaned back using his legs as a fulcrum to avoid the deadly sand balls.
"Too slow! Too slow!" Jin Zaomu shouted loudly, and the sand balls in his hands fell like a meteor shower.
Yi Xifeng got up from the moon and climbed the dragon, leaping into the water curtain waterfall.
Sand sinks when it meets water, and even sand that is full of energy will only fall mostly when it encounters a high-speed waterfall.
"Are you crazy? How can you vent your anger on me if you can't get out?" shouted Yi Xifeng in the waterfall.
“Hahahahahaha——” Jin Zaomu slapped the ground with his palms, countless gravel flew up and floated in the air, and shouted fiercely, “I heard that you made a big fuss in Biyou Palace and disrupted the coronation ceremony of the saint, but you were only killed by Master Han.
It’s really not easy for you to seal off your inner strength and throw it into the capital of God’s Realm! If your inner strength is still there, our outcome is unknown, but now—”
As he spoke, countless rubbles around him were thrown at Yi Xifeng.
The gravel is much heavier than fine sand, so Yi Xifeng simply jumped out of the waterfall.
"Crossover Qing Minggu!"
Yi Xifeng danced the Night Sword Hanxing into the wind, sending the gravel flying back one by one.
"You're about to die, and that's all you can do?!" Jin Zaomu gathered his hands on his chest, condensed the surrounding rubble into a huge stone ball, and pushed it towards Yi Xifeng.
Yi Xifeng frowned, kicked the ground with both feet, and jumped ten feet away, barely dodging the rocks that exploded after the stone ball exploded.
The next moment, Jin Zaomu controlled the rocks on the ground and shot them like arrows towards Yi Xifeng, who was in the air without any hindrance.
"Sword Swinging Style!"
Ye Jian Hanxing swung away some larger stones, and some scattered gravels cut through his upper body robe like flying knives, revealing the strong skin of his upper body.
Blood slid down his arm, and Yi Xifeng landed on the bulge of the high-altitude stone wall, looking at Jin Zaomu's body wrapped in a black mist.
That was a substantial evil spirit. It was this evil spirit that had attached itself to Su Jianzi in the Qingyun Sword Tomb!
"You people from the Divine Cult... are really a bunch of lunatics." Yi Xifeng said in shock when he saw Jin Zaomu absorbing all the evil energy into his body.