The old man with a shiny bald head walked over slowly.

"Hoohoo!"

The small space in the cave seems to be squeezed crazily by a huge force, making everyone in it feel as if they are about to suffocate.

Yu Yuan suddenly changed color!

He found that between the cave and the cave, the dense curtain of sword light did not follow the trend!

Through the journey, when shuttling through different caves, every time someone tried to do something wrong, he was suppressed by the stern sword intent.

The disciple of the Blood God Sect, in the form of a puddle of blood, shot at him repeatedly and was cut again and again.

Holding a scabbard and holding a sword soul, he is naturally guarded by those sword intents and sword glows in the sword prison.

It was because of this confidence that he dared to go deep into the Sword Prison, shuttle between different caves, without worrying about being attacked and killed.

But in front of him, this domineering old man of the Ancient Desolation Sect walked step by step, and when the fists escaping from his body poured in overwhelmingly, those guarding sword lights, including the scabbard in his hand, unexpectedly There is no abnormality!

The sword intent and sword light left by Zhanyue Daxiu seem to be blind at this moment.

Let him be attacked without responding!

The bald old man grinned, and suddenly punched out, "Boy, I have thought hard and kindly towards you, let's continue!"

Boom!

The fists that filled the space poured in from everywhere like a river breaking a dike.

This punching intent is strong and powerful, if it can distort space, delay and speed up the passage of time.

When the fist was completed, Yu Yuan suddenly became dizzy and dizzy, as if walking in a space tunnel, traveling through different spaces and times, bearing the terrifying feeling of being crushed by time and space with his physical body.

In his eyes, in his mind, he saw countless huge fists like cattail leaf fans, hundreds of them coming to beat from all directions.

The space he is in has already been filled with that fist, there is no escape, no escape!

Without waiting for him to react, Chen Qingyan gave a muffled snort, and was the first to be thrown backwards by a punch.

He and Chen Qingyan were holding hands, and they were forced to separate like this.

He turned his head, took a look, and found that Chen Qingyan seemed to be in another time and space, and there was no sign of him.

When I was shocked, "Puff! Puff!"

The densely packed fists are endless, just drowning them!

Almost the moment the first fist landed on him, Yu Yuan was in severe pain and couldn't help screaming.

Ah!

He felt as if he was being hammered into flesh and blood again and again by countless giant hammers.

While he was in agony, he felt that he had become a piece of red-hot iron being forged with hammers.

"The Shamo Body Refining Technique you practice is all destroyed from the inside and tempered from the inside." The bald old man laughed loudly, and while waving his sleeves and punching, he said: "During the time of breaking the profound realm, you didn't encounter A truly evenly matched opponent has never experienced a fierce battle, and has not been pressured from the outside world."

"In this case, it's hard for you to break through the limit of your physical body, and you can't advance to the smallest level, and you can't open the Niwan acupoint!"

"As for me, I will help you and help you consolidate your flesh and blood from the outside, so that your tough body and flesh and blood can be seamless."

The old man swung his fists like rain.

The entire cave was full of shadows of fists falling on Yu Yuan.

The space Yu Yuan was in was covered by boundless fist marks, and he didn't even have any space for himself.

Passively, bearing the bombardment of fist marks all over the sky, Yu Yuan let out a loud hiss like a beast on the verge of death.

His face was ferocious and terrifying, blood was shooting from the corners of his eyes, and a little bit of light sputtered from his body.

In the corner of the cave, Chen Qingyan, who was separated by a punch, felt the ripples of space and the slight slowness of time under the "True Art of Ancient Desolation and Space", his eyes shone with surprise.

She was keenly aware that every time Shen Feiqing's master punched, space and time were distorted.

Space and time are constantly changing and extremely chaotic, causing the strands of sword light and sword intent scattered in the stone path to be unable to lock the traces of the old man.

The fist thrown at Yu Yuan can affect space and time, making it difficult to figure out, and the sword light and sword intent left by Zhan Yue Daxiu are impossible to deal with.

Because it cannot be locked and sensed, there is no target direction.

The strange and overbearing power of the "True Art of the Ancient Desolation and Space Realm" is vividly interpreted in this cave.

The strange magic arts that almost made the Ancient Desolation Sect rank on the first step of Tianyuan Continent, and the same as the three major sects, are incomparably miraculous under the display of this bald old man.

The combat power of the old man may not even be a tenth of what he was at his peak, but even so, it still made Yu Yuan lose his temper.

You can only be beaten passively, and you can only adjust your state as much as possible to withstand the overwhelming fist bombardment.

"In Sword Prison, there are so many evil spirits, this one is the first one!"

Chen Qingyan looked at it carefully, felt it for a while, and was secretly startled.

She entered arm in arm with Yu Yuan, walked through the caves, and experienced a lot of ancient overhauls. Everyone's blood, spiritual power, and soul power were almost exhausted, and they could only remain immortal.

But the old man of the Ancient Desolate Sect in front of him can actually punch and beat Yu Yuan constantly!

What surprised her even more was that this bald old man really didn't intend to put Yu Yuan to death.

It's really just like what he said, to help Yu Yuan get fit again, so that Yu Yuan can smoothly advance from the Profound Realm to the Subtle Realm!

"Why did he help Yu Yuan?" As soon as this thought came to Fang's mind, the bald old man suddenly gave up temporarily.

The shadows of fists all over the sky suddenly disappeared.

Yu Yuan, on the other hand, curled up and collapsed on the ground, trembling all over.

There are continuous fragments of light, splashing out from Yu Yuan's body, which contains impurities of flesh and blood.

Yu Yuan was vomiting blood, deep in the deep red blood, there were sporadic foreign objects of different colors—as if they were dross in his body.

Before falling to the ground, Yu Yuan was originally tall and strong, but after experiencing such a beating, he seemed to have become more and more refined, and he was even shorter by an inch or two.

"Why help him?"

The old man laughed, as if he heard Chen Qingyan's heartfelt voice, and said excitedly: "He brought the scabbard inside, and he carried the remaining sword soul of the divine sword in his body, which is his direct disciple. The leftover sword intent , Jianmang, need this kid to digest it, can he help us out of trouble?"

"Don't look at me, I still have energy, but I can only stay in this cave. If I want to leave the cave, I have to touch those sword lights, and I will be pierced through my flesh and blood."

"Because of my practice of the 'Ancient Desolation and Space Realm', there is another wonder. In the cave, I can delay the passage of time and retain some strength. But I still can't get out, I can only be trapped here, forever There is no sun."

"I want to go out, thinking that those sword glows and sword intents will disappear, or be restrained by him. However, if he has not condensed his spiritual consciousness and can't comprehend the breath contained in the sword intent, it will be difficult for him to get rid of the prisoners of the sword prison. The cage is broken."

The bald old man gave up temporarily, bent down, and looked at Yu Yuan with a smile.

Coughing blood, Yu Yuan forced himself to sit up slowly, raised his head and looked at him, "Is it you, senior, who first found the deserted land and thought there was a secret place in it?"

Looking at the scabbard, the old man smiled brightly, "It's me."

"Shen Feiqing, and that Empress Yinyue, were inside Wuwuwu, trying to revive Shura of the Dark Realm." Yu Yuan held the scabbard, feeling the subtle changes in flesh and blood, "They work together like this, What do you want to do?"

"Haha, I'll tell you when I get out of the Sword Prison." The bald old man looked surprised and stared at him suddenly, "Boy, your recovery speed is astonishing! , even demons in the Yin God Realm, Soul Wandering Realm, who specialize in tempering their bodies, and big monsters of the same level can't reach this level!"

He stared at Yu Yuan with the gaze of a monster, "No, this is not your current state, the state you should be in!"

A wisp of erratic qi and blood suddenly shot out from the Xuanmen acupoints in his chest.

That ray of energy and blood reached Yu Yuan's small world of energy and blood in an instant.

Then, I saw the blood altar made by "Giant Beast Essence Amber".

"My God! What did I see?"

…

The old man with a shiny bald head walked over slowly.

"Hoohoo!"

The small space in the cave seems to be squeezed crazily by a huge force, making everyone in it feel as if they are about to suffocate.

Yu Yuan suddenly changed color!

He found that between the cave and the cave, the dense curtain of sword light did not follow the trend!

Through the journey, when shuttling through different caves, every time someone tried to do something wrong, he was suppressed by the stern sword intent.

The disciple of the Blood God Sect, in the form of a puddle of blood, shot at him repeatedly and was cut again and again.

Holding a scabbard and holding a sword soul, he is naturally guarded by those sword intents and sword glows in the sword prison.

It was because of this confidence that he dared to go deep into the Sword Prison, shuttle between different caves, without worrying about being attacked and killed.

But in front of him, this domineering old man of the Ancient Desolation Sect walked step by step, and when the fists escaping from his body poured in overwhelmingly, those guarding sword lights, including the scabbard in his hand, unexpectedly There is no abnormality!

The sword intent and sword light left by Zhanyue Daxiu seem to be blind at this moment.

Let him be attacked without responding!

The bald old man grinned, and suddenly punched out, "Boy, I have thought hard and kindly towards you, let's continue!"

Boom!

The fists that filled the space poured in from everywhere like a river breaking a dike.

This punching intent is strong and powerful, if it can distort space, delay and speed up the passage of time.

When the fist was completed, Yu Yuan suddenly became dizzy and dizzy, as if walking in a space tunnel, traveling through different spaces and times, bearing the terrifying feeling of being crushed by time and space with his physical body.

In his eyes, in his mind, he saw countless huge fists like cattail leaf fans, hundreds of them coming to beat from all directions.

The space he is in has already been filled with that fist, there is no escape, no escape!

Without waiting for him to react, Chen Qingyan gave a muffled snort, and was the first to be thrown backwards by a punch.

He and Chen Qingyan were holding hands, and they were forced to separate like this.

He turned his head, took a look, and found that Chen Qingyan seemed to be in another time and space, and there was no sign of him.

When I was shocked, "Puff! Puff!"

The densely packed fists are endless, just drowning them!

Almost the moment the first fist landed on him, Yu Yuan was in severe pain and couldn't help screaming.

Ah!

He felt as if he was being hammered into flesh and blood again and again by countless giant hammers.

While he was in agony, he felt that he had become a piece of red-hot iron being forged with hammers.

"The Shamo Body Refining Technique you practice is all destroyed from the inside and tempered from the inside." The bald old man laughed loudly, and while waving his sleeves and punching, he said: "During the time of breaking the profound realm, you didn't encounter A truly evenly matched opponent has never experienced a fierce battle, and has not been pressured from the outside world."

"In this case, it's hard for you to break through the limit of your physical body, and you can't advance to the smallest level, and you can't open the Niwan acupoint!"

"As for me, I will help you and help you consolidate your flesh and blood from the outside, so that your tough body and flesh and blood can be seamless."

The old man swung his fists like rain.

The entire cave was full of shadows of fists falling on Yu Yuan.

The space Yu Yuan was in was covered by boundless fist marks, and he didn't even have any space for himself.

Passively, bearing the bombardment of fist marks all over the sky, Yu Yuan let out a loud hiss like a beast on the verge of death.

His face was ferocious and terrifying, blood was shooting from the corners of his eyes, and a little bit of light sputtered from his body.

In the corner of the cave, Chen Qingyan, who was separated by a punch, felt the ripples of space and the slight slowness of time under the "True Art of Ancient Desolation and Space", his eyes shone with surprise.

She was keenly aware that every time Shen Feiqing's master punched, space and time were distorted.

Space and time are constantly changing and extremely chaotic, causing the strands of sword light and sword intent scattered in the stone path to be unable to lock the traces of the old man.

The fist thrown at Yu Yuan can affect space and time, making it difficult to figure out, and the sword light and sword intent left by Zhan Yue Daxiu are impossible to deal with.

Because it cannot be locked and sensed, there is no target direction.

The strange and overbearing power of the "True Art of the Ancient Desolation and Space Realm" is vividly interpreted in this cave.

The strange magic arts that almost made the Ancient Desolation Sect rank on the first step of Tianyuan Continent, and the same as the three major sects, are incomparably miraculous under the display of this bald old man.

The combat power of the old man may not even be a tenth of what he was at his peak, but even so, it still made Yu Yuan lose his temper.

You can only be beaten passively, and you can only adjust your state as much as possible to withstand the overwhelming fist bombardment.

"In Sword Prison, there are so many evil spirits, this one is the first one!"

Chen Qingyan looked at it carefully, felt it for a while, and was secretly startled.

She entered arm in arm with Yu Yuan, walked through the caves, and experienced a lot of ancient overhauls. Everyone's blood, spiritual power, and soul power were almost exhausted, and they could only remain immortal.

But the old man of the Ancient Desolate Sect in front of him can actually punch and beat Yu Yuan constantly!

What surprised her even more was that this bald old man really didn't intend to put Yu Yuan to death.

It's really just like what he said, to help Yu Yuan get fit again, so that Yu Yuan can smoothly advance from the Profound Realm to the Subtle Realm!

"Why did he help Yu Yuan?" As soon as this thought came to Fang's mind, the bald old man suddenly gave up temporarily.

The shadows of fists all over the sky suddenly disappeared.

Yu Yuan, on the other hand, curled up and collapsed on the ground, trembling all over.

There are continuous fragments of light, splashing out from Yu Yuan's body, which contains impurities of flesh and blood.

Yu Yuan was vomiting blood, deep in the deep red blood, there were sporadic foreign objects of different colors—as if they were dross in his body.

Before falling to the ground, Yu Yuan was originally tall and strong, but after experiencing such a beating, he seemed to have become more and more refined, and he was even shorter by an inch or two.

"Why help him?"

The old man laughed, as if he heard Chen Qingyan's heartfelt voice, and said excitedly: "He brought the scabbard inside, and he carried the remaining sword soul of the divine sword in his body, which is his direct disciple. The leftover sword intent , Jianmang, need this kid to digest it, can he help us out of trouble?"

"Don't look at me, I still have energy, but I can only stay in this cave. If I want to leave the cave, I have to touch those sword lights, and I will be pierced through my flesh and blood."

"Because of my practice of the 'Ancient Desolation and Space Realm', there is another wonder. In the cave, I can delay the passage of time and retain some strength. But I still can't get out, I can only be trapped here, forever There is no sun."

"I want to go out, thinking that those sword glows and sword intents will disappear, or be restrained by him. However, if he has not condensed his spiritual consciousness and can't comprehend the breath contained in the sword intent, it will be difficult for him to get rid of the prisoners of the sword prison. The cage is broken."

The bald old man gave up temporarily, bent down, and looked at Yu Yuan with a smile.

Coughing blood, Yu Yuan forced himself to sit up slowly, raised his head and looked at him, "Is it you, senior, who first found the deserted land and thought there was a secret place in it?"

Looking at the scabbard, the old man smiled brightly, "It's me."

"Shen Feiqing, and that Empress Yinyue, were inside Wuwuwu, trying to revive Shura of the Dark Realm." Yu Yuan held the scabbard, feeling the subtle changes in flesh and blood, "They work together like this, What do you want to do?"

"Haha, I'll tell you when I get out of the Sword Prison." The bald old man looked surprised and stared at him suddenly, "Boy, your recovery speed is astonishing! , even demons in the Yin God Realm, Soul Wandering Realm, who specialize in tempering their bodies, and big monsters of the same level can't reach this level!"

He stared at Yu Yuan with the gaze of a monster, "No, this is not your current state, the state you should be in!"

A wisp of erratic qi and blood suddenly shot out from the Xuanmen acupoints in his chest.

That ray of energy and blood reached Yu Yuan's small world of energy and blood in an instant.

Then, I saw the blood altar made by "Giant Beast Essence Amber".

"My God! What did I see?"

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