Wei struggled forward with great difficulty, every step requiring him to expend a tremendous amount of mental energy.
His clothes were tattered and covered in dust, his whole person looked extremely haggard, but the only pair of black eyes emitted a sharp light like a sword, as if they could penetrate the thick fog.
This journey is a hundred times more perilous than our trip to Sword Cave all those years ago.
Especially those shape-shifting soul beasts, ferocious and cunning. They are like a fusion of evil spirits, silently approaching, waiting for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack, making it impossible to defend against. Moreover, various enchanting illusions emerge one after another, if Wei Sheng's will was not firm, he would have fallen into the trap long ago. They come and go like the wind, with speeds as fast as lightning, their attacks are ruthless, and with just a slight carelessness, one can fall into danger.
The most dangerous time, he encountered three Soul Beasts. What surprised him was that these three Soul Beasts actually knew how to cooperate with each other. In that battle, he suffered twelve injuries, the most severe of which could see his ribs.
If it weren't for the healing pill in his Nascent Soul's storage ring, he would probably have fallen here this time.
However, Wei Sheng is still Wei Sheng. Leaving his sect and coming to such a strange and dangerous place, he feels relieved instead, as if all the shackles in his heart have been broken. He is like a bird that has escaped from its cage, feeling indescribably relaxed, and the danger before him does not make him feel uncomfortable.
All the way, he has been harassed by various evil spirits and suffered from all kinds of illusions that confuse people's hearts. These dangers not only did not make him shrink back, but instead made his sword heart more condensed and pure.
His talent for swordsmanship was originally extremely exceptional, and the heavenly phenomenon at the time of his foundation made everyone full of expectations for his future. Even Lin Qian, who came from a mysterious background, had a different view of his talent, which shows how outstanding his talent is.
Regaining the tranquility of his sword heart, coupled with the tempering of danger, he is like a precious blade that has been unsheathed, gradually bringing forth an overwhelming sharpness!
The spiritual power is almost gone.
He thought to himself, his eyes gazing into the depths of the mist. Just before, in the direction he was advancing, a sword intent suddenly burst forth, immediately bringing him hope. He had a strong premonition that he was already not far from his goal.
But for now, he needs to think of everything, working hard to control the consumption of his spiritual power.
He was as if the most miserly miser, using one strand of spiritual power would never use two strands. He also tried to extract spiritual power from the crystal in the Nasal Ring, trying to dissolve the impurities, he did everything he could try.
Even so, he was still in a sorry state.
He rubbed the black sword in his hand and lifted his head again, continuing forward with a firm expression.
He trusted the sword in his hand.
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"Has Shixiong fainted again?" Gong Sun Chi stared at Zuo Mo with a curious expression, stretching out his hand to poke him and see if he was really unconscious.
The word "again" from Gong Sun's mouth made the faces of several others twitch slightly.
"Cough, adults must be practicing a special skill, right?" Xie Shan found an excuse and, no matter what, he still wanted to help cover up for his boss.
The corners of Long Wei's mouth curved up almost imperceptibly, but he quickly regained his composure.
Gongsun Cha's face was filled with regret, and he muttered to himself: "I was still counting on him to help me fish today..."
"Cough, let's take a break, adults will probably wake up." Xie Shan had no choice but to say.
He checked and found nothing wrong with the adult.
Shu Long had originally wanted to report to Zuo Mo, but now he could only come out. After all, he was the leader of the Guard Division and there were a lot of things waiting for him every day.
Ku Wei's camp had always been set up separately, and as he walked in, it was a sea of flames.
To others, the abundant aura of mystery and evil here is no different from poison, but to them, it's nothing short of the best tonic.
"Chief, when are the adults coming to the camp?" Ah Wen's eyes lit up as soon as he saw Shu Long, and he ran over with his black spear. Some of the other Ku Wei also gathered around.
Bailong felt a severe headache, but his face remained expressionless as he said, "The master is currently in meditation. I will report to you immediately once the master has finished."
"Oh." The chorus of responses was tinged with slight disappointment.
During this period, the progress of the guards was tremendous. Many people completed their transformation into soldiers, and now nearly half of the entire camp had transformed. Their combat strength was much stronger than before. Some outstanding individuals, like Awen, made rapid progress, as if they were riding a rocket.
In a short period of time, he became the second highest hand in Weiyang, next only to Shu Long. He had just woken up from his meditation and gained something. His heart was simple and he wanted to get praise from adults. Everyone in the camp made great progress, even those flower slaves, each of whom had grasped a few techniques.
Shu Long also hopes that adults can come to the camp, which can greatly boost morale.
Unexpectedly, the adult fell into a coma again.
He'll go again tomorrow, Shulong thought.
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Nan Yue rubbed her temples, a dull ache spreading through her mind. Being forced out of the Ten Finger Hell meant that her divine consciousness had suffered minor damage. However, at this moment, she didn't care about her injured divine consciousness at all.
She now only wants to know one thing - whether the adults have completed the prison break war or not!
She wanted to enter Mo Shui Ming Kong again, but she was unable to do so as her divine consciousness had yet to recover.
She bit her lip tightly, and her heart inexplicably tightened. What was it that had appeared in the empty space of Mo Shui's eyes?
What could she do but anxiously wait, so she could only comfort herself that tomorrow, just tomorrow, she would know the result. Whether or not the adults had completed the Prison Break War, this matter would spread out by tomorrow. At that time, the outcome would naturally be revealed.
The Great Prison Break War was unintentional, so except for the First and Second Prisons, others didn't have time to arrive. For now, the news hasn't spread yet, but she dares to guarantee that by tomorrow, this matter will shake all of the demon world.
This is a war of breaking out of prison!
She suddenly became excited, being able to follow such a great person would be what an honor!
In the demon world, powerful demons often have many followers. Some of them become apprentices to adults, but more are just followers. However, this does not mean they are inferior. A master's guidance, even if only a little, will bring them great benefits.
Moreover, Master promised to teach her the "Tian Nan Archery"!
At this thought, she clenched her fists involuntarily.
Nanyue, you must work hard and can't let adults down!
She encouraged herself repeatedly in her heart, with a determined look on her small face. She understood her responsibility. The Tian Nan Teng family had declined and she didn't think about restoring the past glory of the Tian Nan Teng family. Her only hope was to help her people get out of their current difficulties through her own efforts, at least living a better life.
Nanyue, you can definitely do it!
She told herself.
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The vast ocean stretches out as far as the eye can see.
Suddenly, the water in a part of the ocean surged violently, and in an instant, a terrifying whirlpool with a diameter of over 200 miles took shape. The whirlpool rotated at an astonishing speed, with its powerful centrifugal force pulling everything towards its center down rapidly.
A deep and unfathomable passage appears in the center of the whirlpool.
In the channel, a handsome man flew out. His facial contours were soft and smooth, with a warm and elegant smile on his face, giving people a good impression at once. On his forehead was a transparent rhombus crystal.
"It's broken, Mo Shui Ming Kong, and it even swallowed my Water Breath Pearl." The man shook his head and chuckled: "It seems that a young and extraordinary little demon has emerged."
Just as he was muttering to himself, a fiery light suddenly descended from the sky.
"Haha! Little Qianqian, your Mo Shui Ming Kong has been broken!"
In the midst of a large fireball, a human face appeared, and he burst out laughing with great relish.
Upon hearing the other party's address, Qian Liu's forehead twitched, but he knew that if he were to get entangled with this troublesome guy, it would be utterly futile. He could only laugh and say: "After three hundred years, it's about time for it to be broken."
Just now there were still a few people with schadenfreude, but at this time they couldn't help but snort in anger: "Hmph! For three hundred years, not one of them has come out. That set that those old guys shout about every day is useless."
Qian Liu hastily advised: "It can't be said that way. Although there are no masters, their methods in cultivating mid-tier demons are still quite effective."
The fierce-tempered Huo Mianren suddenly burst into a loud curse: "What the hell is going on! No expert has come out, and soon there won't even be anyone to put up a show!"
"They're also having a hard time." Qian Liu sighed and said, "It's said that in recent years, several demonic sects have produced some decent disciples, they've also managed to find their own way."
The fierce-looking man's anger subsided slightly, but he still said in a deep voice: "It's too late. We've already gone to war with the cultivators. If you had come out a few years earlier, it would have been better."
Qian Liu smiled and said: "They caught up with this big battle, it's not necessarily a bad thing. Without the tempering of actual combat, they want to go further, but it's difficult to add difficulty."
"You always manage to find a way out of it!" The person in charge was clearly impatient with the issue and changed the subject: "What, don't you want to know what the new number one prison is like?"
Qian Liu blinked her eyes: "To form a new First Prison, it will take another day."
Huǒ Miàn Rén's body was engulfed in flames, and he cursed, having forgotten this. He hastily laughed: "You say, what kind of origin could this little guy have?"
"This makes me wonder what's going on? I'll know tomorrow after I see it."
"Hehe, I'm getting a bit impatient."
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The stillness of the water was disturbed by someone.
The news spread like wings, quickly spreading throughout the major demon realms, instantly causing a huge stir. At this time, the demon army was on the front line, and this news had a great boost to morale. The demons of all realms were invigorated.
Is a new era coming?
A war that had lain dormant for three hundred years, the Prison Break War has once again entered everyone's field of vision. Some old demons have even begun to excitedly recall the prosperity and flourishing of their tribe before the Great War a thousand years ago.
However, this mysterious guy still has no one knows his origin until now.
Various records of witchcraft emerged one after another. However, soon everyone discovered that all the recorded witchcraft had no ending, and there was no most critical and important part.
Speculation and discussion appeared in every corner of the demon world, every demon was waiting, waiting for the arrival of the next day, waiting for the new First Prison to take shape! Every demon couldn't wait to know
What will be the new first prison?