The strange changes in the sword prison caused all the evil spirits present to be secretly moved.
Lin Zhuyun, who had released a cold moon and didn't act rashly because of the master's words, stared at the sword prison from within the Extreme Frost-ice Flame with a pair of cold eyes.
The pieces of broken stone that fell off were also moon souls.
However, once they left the sword prison, the moon soul stones would no longer have the slightest bit of moon essence. They would also be unable to absorb the power of moon essence from the moon in the vast galaxy.
In other words, the broken stone that fell to the ground had no value at all.
An extremely dangerous aura shrouded the sword prison that was being carved. Even without the master's obstruction, she didn't want to act.
Lin Zhuyun chose to wait and observe the changes.
"This …"
Long Jie, Zhong Li Da, Xi Quan and the others were scattered around the bright silver sword prison. They paid attention to the changes in the sword prison while looking at Yu Yuan.
More accurately, they were looking at the scabbard in Yu Yuan's hand that was still tightly gripped.
All the sword energy and sword intent that sealed the sword prison had been absorbed into the scabbard when Yu Yuan was comprehending the sword art of the Moon Severing Realm cultivator.
A sword prison was being carefully and meticulously carved by an invisible carving knife …
Who was carving the sword prison in such an uncanny way? Where did the power come from?
They thought that the restrained sword energy at the bottom of the scabbard was secretly causing trouble.
However, when they looked closely, they didn't see any signs of it.
Yu Yuan, who was beside Zhan Yun, had a confused expression. He turned around and looked at the sword prison that was constantly changing. He felt an indescribable fierce aura brewing inside the sword prison. He also had a strange feeling.
"But, who hasn't come out?"
Zhong Li Da of the Ancient Barren Sect said. His voice was like a great bell that shook the heavens and earth, causing everyone's eardrums to ache.
He raised his head and stared at the floating snow-white robe. His two hands slowly clenched into fists.
The moment he clenched his fists, the small space around him seemed to be twisted by an invisible force. It was twisted into disorder and light flew everywhere.
After swallowing a pill, Zhongli Da's aura skyrocketed. He was recovering the tyrannical strength that could shake the galaxy and smash meteorites with his fists.
It was just the action of clenching his fist, but the fist intent that leaked out was enough to distort space. It gave people a terrifying feeling that time and space were about to be thrown into chaos, and time was going backward.
"Who else?" Long Jie asked.
The small green snake slithered towards Zhao Yafu, Zhan Tianxiang, and the other two juniors of the Goblin Temple. The snake coiled around Zhao Yafu and Zhan Tianxiang. It raised its head and looked at the man in the long robe with its cold and sinister triangular eyes.
Yu Yuan secretly sized him up.
Zhong Li Da, Long Jie, Xi Quan, Zhan Yun, the little green snake, a fat old man wearing the clothes of the Tongtian Trading Company, a senior from the Guifu School who used his own body as a talisman, and a skinny man with a pale face who occasionally emitted corpse energy.
He had seen all eight of them in the Sword Prison.
"Qi Hongyi?"
As he looked around, he saw the female eccentric floating alone behind the Sword Prison with a pipa in her arms. She was the female eccentric that he had seen in the Land of Wasteland.
Qi Hongyi lowered her head, and her whole body emitted a sad and disappointed aura.
Yu Yuan's heart stirred. He remembered that he had seen a man who was proficient in music and played the zither in the Sword Prison. He instantly understood.
He still remembered that when he entered the stone cave, the man who played the zither was already skin and bones. However, he still gave people a feeling that he was extraordinary and elegant.
It was a pity that the man's Qi and blood were almost exhausted. He was far inferior to Long Jie, Zhongli Da, and the others.
The man who played the zither did not come out. It was obvious what happened to him.
Qi Hongyi should also know that among the eight who came out of the Sword Prison alive, one of them must have killed her master. With her master's meager strength, her master had strengthened her a little.
She clearly knew, but she did not ask at this time.
This was because the eight who had survived that tragic massacre and left the Sword Prison alive had only recovered a little strength. They were not people that she could fight against.
Under such circumstances, to ask forcefully would be to seek death.
"Crack! Crack crack! "
The Sword Prison was still filled with rubble. The face of the god statue, which had only been in its embryonic form, became clearer under the more detailed carvings.
The two heads of the god statue were facing them. They were kind and amiable, and had a compassionate expression. The two hands were forming hand seals that calmed people's minds. The three souls of heaven, earth, and man felt indescribably comfortable, as if they were bathing in the warm sunlight.
On the other side of the god statue at the back of the Sword Prison, Qi Hongyi, who had lowered her head, quietly raised her head.
She looked at the god statue at the back of the Sword Prison. Looking at the ferocious and terrifying face that exuded an aura of destruction and extreme ruthlessness, she instantly lost control of her soul, as if she had been infected by the god statue.
On the front of the god statue, the merciful face appeared. Yan Qiling, who was in midair, shook violently.
"Don't go to the back of the Sword Prison. Don't look at the face behind him!"
After the great shock, Yan Qiling suddenly thought of something and reminded loudly, "Everyone, don't go to the back of his body. Don't look at the face behind him!"
The group of evil spirits from the Haoran Heaven and Earth looked at Yan Qiling.
"Who are you?" Zhongli Da of the Ancient Barren Sect snorted coldly. He raised his huge fist high and vaguely used his fist intent to cover the space where Yan Qiling was. "You are proficient in the power of space. You may be able to escape from others, but you may not be able to do the same to me."
Yan Qiling suddenly realized that the space where he was was was filled with fist intent.
The space that he could capture and sense was completely filled with Zhongli Da's aura.
Wisps of strange and small fist intent quietly infiltrated his body and soul. It was as if the fist intent alone was enough to imprison him and make him unable to move in that space.
There was no need to even mention the fact that he had used a spatial secret technique to escape.
Zhongli Da, who cultivated the True Ancient Desolate Empty World Mantra, might be one of the few natural enemies of people like Yan Qiling and the fat old man.
The True Ancient Desolate Empty World Mantra, which could slow down time and cause space to shatter, when used by Zhongli Da, would be Yan Qiling and the fat old man's nightmares.
"There's still one imprisoned person who hasn't walked out of the Sword Prison!"
Yan Qiling took a deep breath and pointed at the god statue that was facing everyone. He said to the owner of this place, "You should know him, right? You pulled the Sword Prison to the Haoran Heaven and Earth. You used your power to get Yu Yuan here and help them escape. You don't want them to die, do you? "
The moment he said this, everyone's expression changed.
Including Long Jie, Zhongli Da, and Xi Quan, they all felt extremely uncomfortable because of Yan Qiling's words. They even started to suspect the owner's goal.
"What do you know!" Zhongli Da's raised fist loosened slightly and then clenched again.
"Crackle crackle!"
The space where Yan Qiling was was compressed crazily, causing his body, face, and even soul to change shape.
In the sky above the Sword Prison, the owner of this place, who had been answering all questions and controlling the situation, suddenly fell silent.
The snow-white robe was still floating in the air, still flapping in the wind.
The soul inside seemed to have left temporarily.
The fat old man, who was wearing the shabby clothes of the Tongtian Trading Company and holding a horsetail whisk, looked at his disciple and asked in confusion, "What's going on? Is he in the Great Desolate God Lake? "
"I'm really not sure about that," the person answered.
"Qi Hongyi! What are you doing? "
Yu Yuan, who had been paying attention to Qi Hongyi, looked at the red-clothed woman with a miserable life. He put his fingers on the strings of the pipa and plucked it hard.
The sound of the pipa suddenly rang out.
Qi Hongyi's eyes looked at the skinny man who was surrounded by corpse aura. Her face was full of hatred.
The man smiled and answered Qi Hongyi fearlessly, "It shouldn't be like this. The eight of us came out together. How can you be so sure that I killed your master? However, it doesn't matter whether you know or not. I've killed your master, let alone you. "
Whoosh!
He condensed into a wisp of white smoke and quietly floated towards Qi Hongyi. "It's fine if you don't know. Now that you know, don't live. It'll be troublesome if you leave behind future troubles."
"Don't go behind the Sword Prison!" Yan Qiling screamed.
The man turned a deaf ear.
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