Boom boom boom!
Seeing a thunder dragon unable to eradicate Ying Ziye.
The formation was running wildly, and thunder dragons swam in the void, killing him again.
Among the thunder dragons!
Ying Ziye's figure was majestic, standing among the mountains.
With a little step, he rose into the air, his momentum condensed, and his whole body seemed to turn into a long sword.
No matter how the thunder dragon comes to kill, just point the sword and kill it easily!
The flowing fire roared, and dozens of flowing fires swooped down at the same time, turning Ying Ziye's body into a huge sea of fire with a radius of several miles.
It is unknown how many people were affected and died tragically.
However, the blazing fire could not touch his body at all, and it could not even burn his robes!
The powerful zhenqi forms a mysterious black shield, engraved with mysterious Tao patterns, and the spiritual light flows, blocking everything.
"Thunder Dragon Flowing Fire couldn't stop him at all!"
Zhang Liang looked ugly.
The people from all the major forces of various schools of thought looked even more frightened.
This person is too strong!
Faced with such a celestial attack, he survived unscathed!
The formation triggered the celestial phenomena, and thunder dragons, strong winds, heavy rain, ice and snow, and flowing fire all came to kill them.
Most of the power of the entire formation was poured towards Ying Ziye.
"Ah!"
"How dare the light of fireflies compete with the bright moon!"
Ying Ziye drinks coldly!
The sleeves and robes were waved, and a hurricane whirlpool formed by a huge sword energy swallowed up all the celestial phenomena's killing techniques.
boom!
There was a loud bang.
The sky full of thunder, lightning, violent wind and heavy snow dissipated.
The five-color divine flowers rise up, the spiritual rays intertwine, and are completely extinguished.
"It's so scary!"
Even the Moon God couldn't help but marvel.
Shao Siming's beautiful eyes looked at the majestic figure in black brocade robes, his eyes were touched, and his previously calm heart could not help but feel a little rippled.
The three heads of the peasant family's eyes widened and they couldn't help but open their mouths.
The Six Sword Slaves stared at the emperor-like figure in the sky with intense eyes, then took a step back, gave up fighting Fu Nian and Yan Lu, and all drew out their swords to kill him.
"Prevent him from entering the Soul-Eating Prison!"
Zhen Gang spoke up.
They cannot be the first to enter, and they must not let others enter first!
"Ah!"
When Ying Ziye saw this, he laughed contemptuously and clapped his hand.
A huge palm print of tens of feet suddenly appeared in the void. The lines of the palm print were clearly visible. The black divine flower was dark and deep, swallowing everything.
In an instant, the Six Sword Slaves' offensive was completely wiped out.
Even the black giant palm carried extremely violent divine light, swallowing them up instantly.
Puff puff puff!
Blood spurted out from Liu Sword Slave's mouth, but was suppressed by Ying Ziye's palm.
Fu Nian and Yan Lu witnessed this scene. At close range, their robes were affected by the black giant palm, and their bodies shook uncontrollably.
"Suppress the Six Sword Slaves with one palm!"
The hundreds of schools and major forces present were in an uproar.
The farmer originally wanted to stop him, but when he saw this scene, he suddenly stopped.
"We must stop that black brocade-robed figure, otherwise he will inevitably break into the Soul-Eating Prison!"
Gai Nie and Xiaoyaozi looked at each other and wanted to separate one person to stop them.
However, Wei Zhuang saw through their plan and increased his offensive, holding the two of them back.
At the same time, Ying Ziye laughed loudly and sang: "My life's progress and retreat are like the wind, and the world is empty with just a glance of talent; I am facing the sky with my cold sword, why should I be ashamed of being a hero..."
The momentum is magnificent and the sound is loud, resounding throughout the world!
Everyone present looked pale.
Even the heavens are not in his eyes, and he dares to cross the sword.
And the heroes of the world are not taken seriously!
This is not arrogance, but domineering confidence!
For a moment, everyone was horrified and moved, and there was even a hint of admiration in Shao Siming's beautiful eyes.
There were many like her, and the female disciples from all the major powers in various schools of thought involuntarily looked at the figure in the darkness.
Like an emperor! Like a king!
Ying Ziye's calm words resounded loudly, and he spoke majestically: "Without my permission, no one is allowed to take a step closer to the East China Sea Soul-Eating Prison!"
Even what he said to Yuan Tiangang and Jian Jiu, he also announced it to all the forces of various schools of thought!
Zhang Liang still wanted to use all the strength of the formation to attack him, but in a moment, Ying Ziye's figure had disappeared and appeared in front of the gate of Soul-Eating Prison.
"Stop him!!!"
Zhang Liang and others looked anxious!
Just as he was about to rush forward, Yuan Tiangang, Jian Jiu, the bad guys and others all came out!
"If you want to come forward, you have to step on our bodies!"
For a moment, monstrous murderous aura burst out from Yuan Tiangang and others.
Hundreds of schools of thought and all the heroes in the world were all changed by this!
…
Ying Ziye, who had already appeared on the East China Sea, did not pay much attention to what happened behind him.
There are bad guys, Jian Jiu and others here, enough to stop them!
Ying Ziye walked directly into it without stopping.
The moment the figure stepped into the Soul-Eating Prison, thick blood energy hit his face.
The walls of the passages on both sides were stained with black and red blood, and the thick depressive atmosphere made it difficult to breathe.
Ahead, a stone door blocked the way.
Ying Ziye circulated his true energy, and the invisible force rotated a jade stone next to the stone door.
A buzzing sound sounded, and the stone door opened.
Stepping deeper into it, there is a staircase going down.
Ying Ziye walked silently, looking at everything around him with an appreciative gaze.
Ahead is a stone platform hanging high in the air.
In front of the stone platform and on both sides, there are countless stone cells!
They are arranged neatly and orderly on the mountain wall, densely packed with tens of thousands of them.
Mysterious runes are drawn on the walls, floors, and even the fences of the stone cell. They are extremely mysterious, with divine flowers flowing and spiritual lights shining brightly.
The entire Soul-Eating Prison is shrouded in a huge array of restrictions, making the prisoners forever imprisoned and unable to escape.
As soon as Ying Ziye appeared on the stone platform, he felt at least thousands of auras locking onto him instantly.
Every breath is extremely powerful, cold, crazy, twisted, and sinister!
This shows how bloodthirsty these prisoners are!
Don't wait for them to say anything.
Ying Ziye looked down at the entire prison, smiled lightly, and slowly pulled out the Xuanyuan Sword.
Flowers, plants, trees, sun, moon and stars, hundreds of agricultural workers.
The majestic sword energy burst out instantly!
Ying Ziye swung his sword, the golden sword shadow was dozens of feet long, and the boundless sword energy swept towards the tens of thousands of cells in the prison.
Bang bang bang!
There was a burst of explosions.
The prison formation's prohibition runes were worn away by the golden sword shadow and endless sword energy, and their mysterious power disappeared.
The entire formation came to a standstill.
The gates of the stone cell walls were opened.
"Hahahaha, someone actually opened the cell door and was free!"
A skinny prisoner couldn't help shouting to the sky when he saw this. He stepped into the cell and breathed in the air outside the cell.
Countless criminals flew out of the cells and landed in the main hall.
He looked up at Ying Ziye, his eyes fierce, strange, and bloodthirsty, and he licked his lips.
"Hehehe, a young man with tender skin and tender flesh!"
"It's white and tender, and it must taste very good!"
"Hahahaha, young man, for the sake of letting me out, I will let you die happily and then eat you!" A burly man opened his bloody mouth.
Tens of thousands of prisoners showed bloodthirsty and ferocious smiles.
"snort!"
Ying Ziye shouted coldly and waved the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand.
A forty-foot golden sword killed the burly man in an instant, extremely smooth.
The moment the strong man's head rolled down his neck, his eyes were filled with shock, unwillingness, and disbelief.
Even until his death, the strong man never reacted.
Blood spurted out from the broken neck, stirring up a three-foot column of blood.
boom!
The huge body collapsed to the ground.
Ying Ziye looked around at the murderers under the high platform with an indifferent expression.
The extremely domineering voice resounded throughout the hall.
"A dog that disrespects its owner should die!"
