Thinking of this,
Ding Xiaoyi didn't feel any guilt about the death of the mandrill in his hands. The mandrill deserved to die.
Every Jiange disciple imprisoned in the Sword Prison has violated the Jiange sect rules.
And this mandrill should have recovered some cultivation, and coupled with the powerful illusion, this made this mandrill start killing people and stealing goods.
There was a solid stone ground under his feet, and Ding Xiaoyi was like a wriggling ant in this endless dark abyss.
The Yin and Yang Samsara Eyes appeared in front of his eyes, and he had a panoramic view of the abyss of sinners.
This is an endless abyss, bottomless, and there are crawling sounds on both sides of the abyss.
He knew that the prisoners of Jiange were also imprisoned in this abyss.
However, the city's restrictions seem to be stronger, and the Jiange prisoners imprisoned here are stronger.
Ding Xiaoyi also felt the sharp sword energy attacking him one after another, but they were all blocked by his whistling sword intent.
He walked forward along the long stone path under his feet,
This stone road seemed to be endless. He walked for a long time but still did not reach the end.
In that abyss,
He also saw groups of mottled shadows, with figures curled up in the shadows.
Every figure exudes a heart-stopping aura.
in the abyss,
Several crouched figures let out bursts of whimpering sounds, like the ghosts of the Nine Nether Hells.
Ding Xiaoyi walked for a long time before he finally figured out the outline of the Sinner's Abyss.
This is a bottomless ravine,
There are also caves on both sides of the ravine, and there are crouched figures in the caves.
The Sinner's Abyss, shrouded in boundless darkness,
There was no candlelight, not even a glimmer of light.
He raised his head and looked towards the sky, which was covered by the darkness like a curtain.
A heart-stopping demonic energy arose all around.
One of the criminals let out bursts of whining. They were possessed sword cultivators.
Every possessed criminal is powerful and was a strong man in the sword pavilion back then.
The diffuse sword energy criss-crossed, and each sword energy exuded a maddening demonic intent.
The abyss is like a ghost prison, terrifying and frightening.
His body flew up and shuttled through the endless dark abyss.
The criss-crossing iron chains weave into a large net.
He stepped on the iron chain with both feet.
The iron chain is filled with domineering sword energy,
This sword energy did no harm to him because the sword energy was not activated.
He was falling rapidly, trying to fall to the bottom of the abyss.
Subsequently,
He heard a gust of wind, which was very loud.
The sound like howling wind lasted for a long time.
Ding Xiaoyi was shocked. There was actually the sound of howling wind in the abyss.
He couldn't help but flutter his body, rushing towards the howling wind,
Stepping over the iron chains, his figure became faster and faster.
Soon, the sound of the howling wind became louder and louder.
Then he appeared on a high platform built of rocks, and the strong wind swept over him.
The huge impact almost knocked him away.
His feet were steady, and his body stood firmly on the high platform built of rocks like a mountain.
A figure was locked by countless iron chains, letting the strong wind beat on his body,
Ding Xiaoyi came to the figure bound by several iron chains.
The clothes around the figure were withered, but there was no trace of life in the figure.
This figure was already dead, and he didn't know how long he had been dead.
See how high this rock is built
Standing on the stage, Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but feel an unconcealed sadness in his heart.
His hand gently touched the figure's withered skirt,
The skirt of the clothes turned into a pile of powder, and when blown by the strong wind, it instantly dissipated into the abyss.
The strong wind tore the figure wantonly, and the figure had already turned into a pile of white bones.
Without any warning, the white bones were finally swept up by the strong wind.
With a final "crash" sound, the white bones were pulled by the iron chain and flew into the strong wind.
The strong wind cut the white bones wantonly,
In the end, the iron chain turned into countless tentacles and tore the white bones apart.
The figure on the high platform made of rocks had already fallen apart, and only the few iron chains were dancing wildly.
Ding Xiaoyi stood silently on the high platform, and the unknown criminal of Jiange was finally wiped out.
The strong wind continued to roar, and the powerful tearing force swept over Ding Xiaoyi's body.
These are strong winds containing domineering sword energy.
If there is not enough sword power to fight against it, the flesh on the body will be cut off piece by piece like a knife.
The nameless sword pavilion criminal apparently died under this wind blade in this way,
The mad sword turned into strong wind, cutting his body wantonly.
Over time, even the divine bone immortal body will be cut into pieces.
Compared with the huddled figure in the abyss, the criminals on this rocky platform are so unfortunate.
Their bodies were cut wantonly by the wind blade, and their will and body had already been destroyed by the wind blade.
Eventually, they vanished into ashes, leaving nothing behind.
Ding Xiaoyi let out a long sigh and was about to leave.
He stepped on it and heard a crisp sound.
He felt as if he had stepped on something under his feet, and he leaned over to take a look.
He saw a dark token next to his feet, and this token was also made of black iron.
Ding Xiaoyi picked up the token and felt an inexplicable soreness in his heart.
Because this token is very similar to the one Gu Yanning gave him.
The only difference is that the front of this token only has the word Tianji, and the back of the token is also a relief of a sword array composed of several swords.
He was certain that the criminal imprisoned on this rocky platform and tortured to death by the sword wind was a disciple of Tianji Peak, and he couldn't help but feel an uncontrollable anger in his heart.
Ding Xiaoyi raised his eyes and saw several high rock platforms.
There was a figure on each of these rocky platforms, and the gusts of wind turned into a wave of sword blades and swept over the high platforms.
The figure bound by several iron chains was being swept by the strong wind. The strong wind was like a sword blade, blowing hard on the figure.
Ding Xiaoyi stepped on the criss-crossing iron chains and swept towards the next rocky platform.
He appeared on the high platform, and a fierce wind blade swept over him.
The strong wind blew with the supreme sword energy,
Ding Xiaoyi's sword intent surged around his body, blocking the rushing wind.
As soon as he stabilized his figure, the figure on the high platform immediately turned into a pile of powder.
In the end, the white bones visible to the naked eye turned into powder and were swept into the abyss by the sword wind.
That figure also disappeared into ashes.
Several chains danced wildly, like a ghost carnival,
A token appeared in Ding Xiaoyi's sight.
Seeing the token, Ding Xiaoyi leaned over and picked it up.
Throwing the token into the Qiankun Bag, Ding Xiaoyi swayed and left the high platform.
His figure shuttled through this endless abyss.
He landed on one high platform after another, and then one figure after another turned into powder and disappeared into the abyss.
Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart. He had already raised more than ten tokens of Tianji Peak disciples.
Deep in the Abyss of Sinners, the disciples of Tianji Peak were imprisoned on the rocky platform.
He didn't know what crime Tianji Peak's disciples had committed to deserve such torture.
An unspeakable sorrow surged in Ding Xiaoyi's heart.
The criminals in the forbidden area of Sword Cave are all related to Tianji Peak. The criminals in the wall-facing room should be accomplices who participated in the siege of Tianji Peak disciples.
And those imprisoned on the high rock platform in the Sinner's Abyss are the disciples of Tianji Peak.
He climbed up one rocky platform after another, leaving no one alive.
The criminals on this high platform have all turned into a pile of powder and disappeared into the abyss.
Ding Xiaoyi always felt that something was wrong. Why did the Jifeng disciples immediately turn into a pile of powder as soon as he arrived on the high platform?
He raised his gaze, and a figure appeared on a high rock platform in the distance.
The figure was petite and exquisite.
Ding Xiaoyi's heart trembled, who could it be if it wasn't Gu Xiaotian.
He saw that petite and exquisite figure paused for a few breaths beside the high platform.
Then the petite and exquisite figure flew up and headed towards the next high platform.
"Xiao Tian",
Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but shout to the petite and exquisite figure.
But that petite and exquisite figure turned a deaf ear and turned a deaf ear.
Ding Xiaoyi is very sure, that is Gu Xiaotian,
He didn't know what Gu Xiaotian did to these Tianji Peak disciples who were bound by iron chains.
