Invincible Powers

Sword Prison’s treacherous changes made all the demons present, secretly moved.

After releasing a round of cold moon, Lin Zhuyun, who did not to act blindly without thinking, stared at the Sword Prison with a pair of faintly cold eyes inside the “Extreme Cold Ice Flame” with a word from the master.

Pieces of broken stones that fell off are also Yuepao.

However, once I left that Sword Prison, the stone that was originally Moon Soul, there would be no more Moon’s Essence, nor would it be able to draw the Moon’s energy from the vast Star River moon.

In other words, the gravel that fell to the ground is simply worthless.

An extremely dangerous aura hovered around the Sword Prison that was being carved, which made her not want to start even without the master’s obstruction.

Lin Zhuyun chose to wait and watch the changes.

“This”

Long Jie, Zhongli Dapan, and Xi Quan and the others were scattered all around the Yinliang Sword Prison, watching the changes of Sword Prison while watching Yu Yuan.

To be precise, they were the scabbards that looked towards Yu Yuan’s hands, still clenched.

All the sword glow and sword intent of the Sword Prison were sealed by the sword sheath when the sword dao of the moonslash great cultivator of Yu Yuan comprehend.

A Sword Prison, carved invisibly, carefully and meticulously carved

Who is carving that Sword Prison in an extraordinary way, where is the source of power?

They think that the constricted sword glow at the bottom of the scabbard is secretly causing trouble.

Can stare carefully, and there are no signs.

Zhan Yuan side Yu Yuan, with a stupefied and confused expression, turned around to look at the Sword Prison that was constantly undergoing subtle changes, feeling an inexplicable ferocious breath, brewing inside the Sword Prison, and also felt strange.

“But, who else hasn’t come out?”

The Zhongli Dapan of Ancient Desolate Sect sounded like a hong bell, and the a side World “hong long long” sounded straight, making the eardrums aching.

He raised his head and stared at the suspended snow-white robe, his two hands clenched into fists a little bit.

The moment he made a fist, the small space he was in was as if twisted by invisible force, twisted in disorder and disorder, and strange light splashed.

After swallowing a pill, the Zhongli Dapan imposing manner skyrocketed, and he was recovering the powerful force of smashing the Star River and punching the meteorite.

Just a gesture of making a fist, and the slightly leaked fist intent, is distorted space, giving a sense of terrifying that time and space are about to be chaotic, and time is going backwards.

“Who else?” Long Jie also asked.

The faint green snake swam to Zhao Yafu and Zhan Tianxiang 5 Monster Palace juniors. The snake body was coiled around, with its head held high, a pair of cold, stern triangular eyes, also looked towards the robe.

Yu Yuan looked at it secretly.

Zhongli Dapan, Long Jie, Xi Quan, Zhan Yuan, green Little snake, a fat old man wearing a Heavenspan Chamber of Commerce shirt, a Ghost Talisman Sect Senior who is full of ghost symbols and uses himself as a charm, a skinny and sallow face White, a man who sometimes exudes corpse within the body.

He has met all 8 of them at Sword Prison.

“Qi Hongyi?”

As he glanced around, he saw the pipa in his arms, and the person behind the Sword Prison, wandering alone, was the strange woman who had never seen anything left.

Qi Hongyi lowered his head, feeling sad and disappointed all over his body.

Yu Yuan thoughts move, remembering what I had seen in Sword Prison, a man who was proficient in rhythm and playing the piano, instantly woke up.

He still remembered that when he entered the cave, the man playing the piano was thin and skinny, but he still gave people a chic out of the ordinary, personable feeling.

It’s a pity that the man playing the piano is almost exhausted, far less than Long Jie and Zhongli Dapan.

The man who played the piano didn’t come out, it was self-evident how he ended up.

Qi Hongyi should have known that the eight people who came out of Sword Prison alive must have killed her Master. With the barren power of her Master, she slightly strengthened herself.

She knew it, but didn’t ask at this time.

This is because the 8 people who had gone through that tragic killing and finally left Sword Prison alive only regained a little strength, and she could not contend.

In this case, to forcibly ask is to bring about one’s own destruction.

“Kacha! Kacha!”

Sword Prison is still flying with rubble. The Divine Idol, which was originally only a rudiment, is clearly displayed under the more detailed carving.

Divine Idol 2 heads, one side facing them, kind and amiable, a pair of expressions of pity and pity, 2 hands pinched seals, making people feel at ease, Sky, Earth, and Human 3 souls are bathed in warm sunshine Down, unspeakably comfortable.

On the back of Sword Prison, on the other side of Divine Idol, Qi Hongyi, with his head down, quietly raised his head.

She looked towards the Divine Idol on the back, looking at the hideous and terrifying, revealing destroying myriad things, a violent and extreme face, and instantly the soul fell, as if infected by Divine Idol.

On the front of Divine Idol, the compassionate face appeared, and Yan Qiling was in the air, causing a huge shock.

“Don’t go to the back of Sword Prison, don’t look at the face behind him!”

Yan Qiling suddenly remembered something after the shock, and suddenly reminded him loudly, “Everyone, don’t go to his back, don’t look at the face behind him!”

A crowd of demons from the vast world looked towards Yan Qiling.

“Who you are?” Ancient Desolate Sect’s Zhongli Dapan, coldly snorted, raised his huge fist high, and faintly enveloped the space of Yan Qiling with his fist. “Proficient in space power, you can escape in the hands of others. Here, it may not work.”

Yan Qiling suddenly discovered that the space he was in was filled with fists.

The spatial context that he could capture and perceive was all filled with the breath of Zhongli Dapan.

And there are strands of abnormal and tiny fist intent, quietly moved towards his body and soul penetration, as if to use fist alone to imprison him, making him impossible to move even a little bit in that space.

Not to mention, cast a secret technique in space, and left.

Zhongli Dapan, who repaired “Ancient Desolate Void World True Art”, may be a very few natural enemies of the world, to Yan Qiling, to the fat old man.

The “Ancient Desolate Void World True Art” that can delay time and make space shatter, displayed in the hands of Zhongli Dapan, will be Yan Qiling, a nightmare for people like the fat old man.

“There is also a banned person, not at all, get out of Sword Prison!”

Yan Qiling took a deep breath and pointed to the Divine Idol who moved towards everyone. The master said to this: “You, should you know him? You dragged the Sword Prison to the vast world, and you used your power to move Yu Yuan Get it to help them get out of trouble, shouldn’t it be because you want them to die?”

As soon as this remark came out, everyone suddenly changed their colors.

Including Long Jie, Zhongli Dapan and Xi Quan and the others, all were extremely uncomfortable due to Yan Qiling’s this remark, and even began to doubt the owner’s purpose.

“What do you know!” Zhongli Dapan’s raised fist loosened slightly and clenched suddenly.

“Crackle!”

The space where Yan Qiling was located was crazily squeezed and closed, causing his body, face, and even soul to seem to be transformed.

Above the Sword Prison, there were questions and answers before, and the master here, who was in control of the situation, fell silent.

The snow-white robe was still floating, still hunting.

The soul inside seems to have temporarily left.

The fat old man wearing the dilapidated Heavenspan Chamber of Commerce clothes and holding a whisk, looked towards his discipline, wondering: “What’s the matter? He, are people in Desolate Great Lake?”

“I really don’t know this.” The man replied.

“Qi Hongyi! What are you doing?”

Paying attention to Qi Hongyi’s Yu Yuan, looking at this red clothed woman with a bleak background, put her fingers on the strings of the pipa and flicked it vigorously.

The sound of the pipa rang suddenly.

Qi Hongyi’s eyes looked towards the skinny and corpse man with hatred on his face.

The man smiled lowly, and responded unafraidly to Qi Hongyi, “It shouldn’t be reasonable. The eight of us came out together. How can you be sure that your Master was killed by me? But, don’t you know? It’s okay, I killed you Master, let alone you?”

call!

He condensed a cloud of white smoke and drifted away to Qi Hongyi quietly, “I don’t know that’s all. Since it’s understood, don’t live, lest you leave troubles and troubles.”

“Don’t go behind Sword Prison!” Yan Qiling screamed.

The man turned a deaf ear.