Chapter 1299
Words:1099Update:22/09/08 07:54:20
"Behave yourselves, all of you!"
The ghost-masked woman scolded angrily. A powerful aura instantly erupted from her. She was actually a Spiritual Warrior Supremacy.
The noisy crowd instantly quieted down and no longer dared to make a ruckus. Their eyes were filled with fear as they looked at the ghost-masked woman.
After the ghost-masked woman took control of the situation, she glanced at the blood-masked men behind her and they immediately brought Feng Yixiu out of the prison.
When Feng Yixiu was brought out, he wanted to take the opportunity to escape. But after calming down, he dismissed the idea.
He wasn't sure if there were any other experts here other than the Prison Envoy. If he was caught by the Prison Warden before he could escape, he was afraid that he would really be finished.
Moreover, he didn't know where the exit of this underground world was. Even if he escaped now, he could only scurry around like a headless fly. It was only a matter of time before he was caught.
"Get in!"
The blood-masked men pushed Feng Yixiu into the prison very roughly and locked the door.
When Feng Yixiu first entered the prison, those people with green eyes didn't dare to act rashly because they were afraid of the Prison Envoy. But when they looked at Feng Yixiu, their eyes were like looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
The Prison Envoy glanced around and immediately signaled with his eyes. All the Blood Spiritualists guarding the prison came out in a single file.
The ghost-masked woman had a profound expression on her face. She immediately turned around and left. There was no one guarding the huge prison.
In an instant, the prison that had just calmed down began to boil again. It was as if a pack of hungry wolves had seen a delicious lamb.
A group of skinny men rushed toward Feng Yixiu, as if they were afraid of falling behind.
Feng Yixiu couldn't help but frown. Ear-piercing thunder constantly exploded around his body. He instantly activated Wild Thunder Mode and Dragon's Strength.
A powerful aura surged out violently. Feng Yixiu's fingers turned into hard dragon claws and grabbed the shoulder of the man at the front of the group with lightning speed.
His sharp and powerful fingers easily pierced through the man's skin. The powerful lightning energy instantly paralyzed the man's entire body, making him unable to move at all.
His other hand grabbed a man who was trying to escape when he saw that the situation was not good. His sharp claws easily pierced through the man's calf, and the huge force threw him up like a chicken. The whole set of movements was clean and neat.
"Cradle of Hell!"
With Feng Yixiu as the center, a cyan lightning whirlwind swept out. His speed and strength had reached an extremely terrifying level.
Anything that came into contact with this lightning whirlwind would be mercilessly swept up into the sky to be baptized by the violent lightning.
When the storm subsided, dozens of people were flung away by the strong centrifugal force, and the thunderbolts on their bodies were still crackling.
"Ouch …"
The people scattered all over the ground howled in pain. When they looked at Feng Yixiu again, their eyes were filled with fear.
Among them, there were a few experts who had already unlocked the third level of the gene lock, but in front of Feng Yixiu, they were as weak as children.
These people thought that Feng Yixiu was a soft persimmon, but they did not expect that he was a tough nut to crack. He was simply too violent …
The lightning in Feng Yixiu's palm did not dissipate. It gradually condensed into the Azure Dragon Sacred Spear, and the cyan lightning made him look even more domineering.
He raised the sacred spear in his hand high up, coldly swept his gaze around, and said indifferently, "If there are still people who are not afraid of death, then come at me together!"
"Gulp …"
Those people who were originally restless couldn't help but swallow their saliva. They slowly retreated a few steps and didn't dare to act blindly without thinking.
The strength that Feng Yixiu displayed was simply too terrifying. Especially the Spirit Spear in his hand, it looked even more extraordinary.
"Hahaha … This little tigress is really interesting. No one is allowed to snatch her from me!"
The crowd automatically opened up a path, and a tall and sturdy man over two meters tall walked out from the crowd. The muscles on his body bulged like a dragon, and he looked as sturdy as granite.
When the surrounding people saw this person, they didn't dare to look at him directly. They all maintained a certain safe distance. It was obvious that this man was an existence like a prison overlord in the prison.
There were also quite a few people following behind him. There were at least a hundred people, and their expressions were very arrogant.
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