Su Yiwen Lingzhao

There are nine giant cauldrons carrying blood food in Tai'an Hall.

The air was full of blood and blood, but now, with the seven inedia monks slaughtered on the ground, the **** aura became more and more intense.

In the beginning, Zhou Zhili resisted the urge to gag.

But now, he feels very happy, and he is so excited that he can't wait to dance and scream.

These days, the ruler of the Great Zhou royal family is too depressed and aggrieved. Now that he sees the hardships of those powerful people in the Heavenly Prison and Demon Court, how can he not be excited?

"You... who are you?"

Duan Shajia struggled to get up and opened his mouth with a trembling voice. He was already extremely frightened.

"You don't know."

Yuan Heng strode forward, the majestic figure with a forcing power.

"If I can't live, you can't live!"

Yuan Heng ignored it, raised his hand and slapped it.

Boom!

The Duan Sunder Armor, who had been hit hard, was torn apart like a piece of paper, with flesh and blood flying.

"This is a star-gathering character from Xuandu Continent, and I don't see how powerful it is."

Yuan Heng shook his head secretly.

Zhou Zhili was shocked when he witnessed this scene.

Immediately, he took a deep breath, adjusted his clothes, bowed his body and said: "My name is Zhou Zhili, this is the Great Zhou Emperor, I have seen two immortal masters, but I don't know the two immortal masters. Honorable name?"

Yuan Heng said: "I'm not an immortal teacher, I just came here on order."

Zhou Zhili was stunned and asked, "Then you dare to ask the seniors, by whom did you come here?"

"You'll find out later."

Yuan Heng smiled and turned to look outside the hall.

Zhou Zhili resisted the doubts in his heart and said, "Senior, there is a great cultivator in the spiritual realm hidden in the depths of my palace, he..."

As soon as I said this, a thunderous voice rumbled outside the hall—

"Who trespassed on my Heavenly Prison Demon Court? Get out!"

Every word, the rubble of Tai'an Hall shook, and the desks and chairs swayed.

"It's over, the old demon is here!"

At the same time, outside the hall, above the void—

A group of escaping light came from the sky.

The leader is a thin man in a red robe, holding a whisk, wearing a crown of fire feathers, and the magic flames around him are surging, and the power is straight to Xiaohan.

Hua Hongtai!

One of the elders of the Heavenly Prison Demon Court, a veritable cultivator.

Beside Huahongtai, there are four Yuanfu cultivators, three men and one woman.

"Did you do it?"

Hua Hongtai's eyes were like cold electricity, looking at Yuan Heng and Bai Wenqing.

"As long as you're not blind, you can probably see that."

Yuan Heng grinned.

Bai Wenqing couldn't help reminding him, "Be low-key, you don't have the strength to fight against the spirit realm."

Yuan Heng froze for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "What are you talking about at this time?"

Bai Wenqing said badly: "I'm worried that you will float!"

Yuan Heng was embarrassed.

Seeing the two of them talking and laughing on their own, completely ignoring Hua Hongtai and others, Zhou Zhili almost felt stunned.

Looking at Hua Hongtai and the others again, their faces became uglier than each other.

"No matter who you are and what your origins are, just because of your arrogant attitude, this seat will swallow you alive today!"

Huahongtai's words were cold, word by word.

Boom!

The other four Yuanfu cultivators were guarding the surrounding area, with a posture of guarding against Yuanheng and Bai Wenqing escaping.

"Dead!"

Hua Hongtai’s sleeve robes swayed, waving from the air.

A demon flame palm print with a range of ten feet condenses, and there is a raging and turbulent magic path on it, which is terrifying.

But at this moment—

A sturdy figure appeared out of thin air, and he pressed his hand.

An understated action, only to see that the giant palm of magic flame with a range of ten meters was like a piece of tofu, smashed and exploded with a bang.

"This is..."

Zhou Zhili almost thought he was dazzled.

The four Yuanfu cultivators from the Heavenly Prison Demon Court in the distance were also dumbfounded as if struck by lightning.

Elder Hua's blow was actually blocked?

This is impossible!

That is the power of the spirit realm!

Hua Hongtai's eyelids also jumped fiercely.

"Go!"

Hua Hongtai was drinking violently.

Boom!

In the horrified eyes of everyone, the magic seal condensed by Huahongtai burst into pieces under the fluttering palm, completely vulnerable.

Following the clatter, there was a loud bang.

I saw Hua Hongtai's raised hands, wrists, and arms were all smashed by the hammer of the gods, and the bones and flesh shattered and spattered inch by inch.

In the end, when this palm landed on Huahongtai's chest, his entire body trembled violently, and it shattered with a bang!

Wow~

In the blood and rain, the spirit of Huahongtai escaped first.

The soul is gone!

All of this is slow to say, but it is in one go.

Jun Ba's figure appeared, first, with a single click, he broke the palm print of the ten-zhang demon flame, and then stepped forward, smashing Hongtai, the great cultivator of the Spirit Transformation Realm, with a single click. Body, kill its soul!

Who would have thought that Huahongtai, which already has the cultivation base of Spirit Transformation Realm, would be defeated so quickly?

"So strong!!"

Zhou Zhili can no longer describe the mood at this moment in words, the whole person is sluggish there, what kind of terrifying existence is this, so that an old demon in the spirit transformation realm can be suppressed so easily?

Only Yuan Heng and Bai Wenqing looked indifferent, and they were not surprised.

"Who is your Excellency, why... why do you want to be my enemy?"

At this time, a Yuanfu realm magician said with a trembling voice.

Su Yi ignored it and waved his sleeve robe.

Four clear swords roared out.

Puff puff puff!

In an instant, the four Yuanfu cultivators were beheaded on the spot.

Relaxing is no different than dusting off.

Yi turned around, looked at the Tai'an Hall, and asked, "All resolved?"

Yuanfu said solemnly: "Report to the master, no one will survive."

"You...you are...su...su..."

Zhou Zhili's eyes widened.

Because at this time, he finally saw Su Yi's appearance clearly, but he almost couldn't believe his eyes, so shocked that he couldn't even speak.

"Why, you don't recognize me after so long?"

Zhou Zhili's goose-like appearance made Su Yi burst into laughter.

"Brother Su, is it really you!?"

Zhou Zhili shouted excitedly, his voice trembled, choked up, and even his eyes were red.

The young emperor of Great Zhou was completely out of his mind at this moment. He only felt that the grievances, suffocation and resentment he had suffered during this period of time did not need to be contained in his heart. At this time, it was like a flood vent out.

Seeing him like this, Su Yi frowned slightly, then sighed softly and said, "Yuanheng, take care of him."

After saying that, his figure flashed and disappeared.

After a few flashes, Su Yi came to the depths of the palace.

Before, Su Yi noticed that Hua Hongtai and the others flew out of the Hidden Dragon Mountain and rushed to Tai'an Hall.

Now the most powerful Huahongtai has been killed.

Su Yi has only one purpose left—saving people!

In the depths of Hidden Dragon Mountain, there is a huge prison.

There is only one path leading to the prison, which twists and turns.

Although Su Yi came here for the first time, with his powerful spiritual power, he had already sensed this path clearly.

When walking, he suddenly raised his hand a little.

A wisp of sword energy disappeared out of thin air.

Pfft!

Suddenly his head tilted and he died.

When Su Yi passed by, he didn't even look at it.

Soon, the front of the path suddenly opened up, and a huge underground space appeared, in which prisons were excavated, and bronze torches were lit in front of each prison.

The entrance to the prison.

The sound of a rapid and delicate breathing sounded, which was heart-wrenching.

Captured by Su Yi's spiritual sense, he saw a half-dressed, charming and charming woman moving on a man on the ground at the entrance of the prison.

Ups and downs.

Under her, the man's eyes were bulging, his body was stiff, his whole body's vitality was fading away quickly, and his complexion darkened.

"You can do things like harvesting yang, replenishing yin, and stealing vitality in places like this, don't you feel ashamed?"

Su Yi spoke.

Her reaction speed is not unpleasant, and even the most of the clothes that have been removed can't be dressed neatly. No matter how untidy it is, it doesn't matter at all.

But at the moment when the beautiful woman's figure fell to the ground and stood firm, a wisp of sword energy hit her throat like a streamer.

Following, an indifferent voice rang in her ear:

"Life or death, choose one."