Invincible Powers Chapter 601: Invisible carving knife
The strange changes in the sword prison made all the evil spirits present secretly moved.
Unleashing a round of cold moon, Lin Zhuyun, who did not act rashly because of the master's words, stared at the sword prison with a pair of faint cold eyes inside the "extremely cold ice flame".
Pieces of fallen stones are also moon souls.
It's just that once you leave that sword prison, the moon soul stone will no longer have any essence of the moon, and you will not be able to absorb the energy of the moon from the moon in the vast galaxy.
That is to say, the fallen gravel is worthless at all.
An extremely dangerous aura lingered around the sword prison that was being carved, which made her not want to make a move even without the master's obstruction.
Lin Zhuyun chose to wait and watch the changes.
"This..."
Long Jie, Zhongli Dapan, Xi Quan and others were scattered around the Yinliang Sword Prison, watching the changes in the Sword Prison while looking at Yu Yuan.
To be precise, they looked at the scabbard in Yu Yuan's hand, which was still tightly held.
All the sword light and sword intent that were sealed in the Sword Prison were collected in the scabbard when Yu Yuan comprehended the sword art of Zhan Yue Daxiu.
A sword prison, carved with invisible knives, carefully and meticulously carved...
Who carved the Sword Prison in such an uncanny way, and where does the power come from?
They believed that the restrained sword light at the bottom of the scabbard was behind the scenes.
But if you look closely, there are no clues.
Beside Zhan Yun, Yu Yuan looked stunned and confused. He turned around and looked at the sword prison that was undergoing subtle changes.
"But, who else hasn't come out?"
The ancient desolate sect's Zhongli Dapan sounded like a torrent of bells, shaking the world with a "rumbling" sound that made people's eardrums ache.
He raised his head, stared at the floating snow-white robe, and clenched his hands into fists little by little.
When he clenched his fist, the small space around him seemed to be twisted and twisted by an invisible force.
Swallowing a pill, Zhongli Dapan's aura skyrocketed, and he was recovering the domineering power that smashed the galaxy and smashed the meteorite with his fist.
It's just a fist-clenching movement, and the slightly leaked fist intention distorts the space, giving people a terrifying feeling that time and space are about to be chaotic, and time is going backwards.
"Who else?" Long Jie also asked.
The little green snake swam to Zhao Yafu and Zhan Tianxiang's five descendants of the demon palace. A robe.
Yu Yuan secretly looked at it.
Zhongli Dapan, Long Jie, Xi Quan, Zhanyun, the little green snake, a fat old man wearing the clothes of the Tongtian Chamber of Commerce, a senior of the Ghost Talisman Sect who is full of ghost symbols and uses himself as a charm, and a skinny and pale man. Sen Bai, a man whose body exudes corpse aura from time to time.
He had seen all eight of them in Sword Prison.
"Qi Hongyi?"
When he looked around, he saw a pipa in his arms, floating alone behind the Sword Prison, that female alien whom he had seen in Wuwuyidi before.
Qi Hongyi lowered her head, exuding a sad and disappointed atmosphere.
With a thought in his mind, Yu Yuan thought of the man he had seen in Jian Prison, a man who was proficient in rhythm and played the piano, and he came to his senses in an instant.
He still remembered that when he entered the cave, the man who played the piano was skinny and skinny, but he still gave off a chic and personable feeling.
It's a pity that the man playing the piano is almost exhausted, far inferior to Long Jie and Zhongli Dapan.
It is self-evident what happened to the man who played the piano if he didn't come out.
Qi Hongyi should also know that for the eight survivors who survived from the Sword Prison, someone must have killed her master, and with her master's meager strength, she has strengthened herself a little bit.
She knew it clearly, but she didn't ask at this moment.
This is because, after experiencing that tragic killing, the eight people who were able to finally leave the Sword Prison alive only recovered a little strength, which was not something she could compete with.
In this case, to ask forcibly is to kill yourself.
"Crack! Crack!"
Sword Prison is still full of rubble, and the **** statues, which were originally only prototypes, are clearly presented with increasingly detailed carvings.
The two heads of the gods are facing them, kind and amiable, with a pitiful look, and the Yinjue pinched with both hands, which makes people feel at peace. Not very comfortable.
On the back of the sword prison, on the other side of the **** statue, Qi Hongyi quietly raised his head with his head down.
She looked at the **** statue on the back, looking at the hideous and terrifying face that revealed the destruction of all things and extreme violence, her soul fell instantly, as if infected by the **** statue.
On the front of the statue, a compassionate face appeared, and Yan Qiling was in mid-air, and there was a huge earthquake.
"Don't go to the back of the sword prison, don't look at the face behind him!"
After the huge earthquake, Yan Qiling suddenly remembered something, and suddenly reminded loudly, "Everyone, don't go behind him, don't look at his face behind him!"
A group of demon lords from the vast world looked at Yan Qiling one after another.
"Who are you?" Zhongli Dapan of the Ancient Desolation Sect snorted coldly, raised his huge fist high, and faintly used his fist to cover Yan Qiling's side of the space. Others can escape, but here I may not be able to."
Yan Qiling suddenly realized that the space he was in was filled with punches.
All the spatial contexts that he could capture and perceive were filled with Zhongli Dapan's aura.
There was also a strand of abnormal and tiny fist intent, which quietly penetrated towards his body and soul, as if it wanted to imprison him with just the fist intent, making him unable to move in that space.
Not to mention, using the secret method of space, he fled away.
Zhongli Dapan, who practiced the "True Jue of the Ancient Desolation and Space Realm", may be one of the very few natural enemies in this world to people like Yan Qiling and the fat old man.
The "True Art of Ancient Desolation and Space Realm", which can slow down time and shatter space, will be a nightmare for Yan Qiling, the fat old man and others when used in the hands of Zhongli Dapan.
"There is another banned person who has not left the Sword Prison!"
Yan Qiling took a deep breath, pointed to the statue facing everyone, and said to the owner: "You, you should know him, right? You dragged the Sword Prison to the vast world, you use your With the power to bring Yu Yuan here and help them out of trouble, shouldn't you want them to die?"
As soon as this remark came out, everyone suddenly changed their colors.
Including Long Jie, Zhongli Dapan, Xi Quan and others, they all felt extremely uncomfortable because of Yan Qiling's words, and even began to doubt the master's purpose.
"What do you know!" Zhongli Dapan raised his fist, slightly loosened it, and then clenched it tightly again.
"Crackling!"
The space where Yan Qiling was located was crazily squeezed and closed, causing his body, face, and even his soul to seem to be deformed.
In the sky above the Sword Prison, the owner of the room, who was in control of the situation before and answered all questions, suddenly fell silent.
The snow-white robe is still floating, and it is still buzzing.
The soul inside seems to have left temporarily.
The fat old man in the shabby clothes of the Tongtian Chamber of Commerce and holding a dust whisk looked at his apprentice and asked doubtfully, "What's going on? Is he in the Rage God Daze?"
"I really don't know that." The man replied.
"Qi Hongyi! What are you doing?"
Paying attention to Yu Yuan in Qi Hongyi, looking at this bleak woman in red, she put her finger on the string of the pipa and plucked it vigorously.
The sound of the pipa suddenly sounded in a hurry.
Qi Hongyi's eyes looked at the skinny man with corpse aura, his face was full of hatred.
The man smiled lowly, and responded to Qi Hongyi fearlessly, "It shouldn't be logical, the eight of us came out together, how can you be sure that your master was killed by me? But what? It doesn't matter if you know it or not, I will kill your master, let alone you?"
Hoo!
He condensed into a wisp of white smoke and drifted towards Qi Hongyi quietly, "It's fine if you don't know, since you know, don't live, so as not to leave troubles and troubles."
"Don't go behind the Sword Prison!" Yan Qiling screamed.
The man turned a deaf ear.
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