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“Hiss! Ah!”
Screams were heard and a strong smell of blood spread in the room. A figure was thrown fiercely against the wall. Then, Guan Xilin's tightly clenched fist, which contained a powerful aura of profound energy, suddenly struck down.
"Bang!"
When the punch was struck, the demon cultivator let out a scream and his chest shattered. The demon cultivators around him also heard a muffled sound and a vibration coming from the wall when the punch landed. The wall seemed to split because of the punch, making a crackling sound.
In the darkness, Guan Xilin snatched the whitish bone tip from the hand of a demon cultivator, stabbed it with his backhand, and pierced it into the opponent's throat at a speed that was faster than hearing.
He is a Xuan cultivator, especially in close combat, he has the upper hand, and in terms of strength, he is unmatched by spiritual cultivators. Even if several demon cultivators join forces, it is difficult for them to gain the upper hand against him.
What's more, after being imprisoned here, he was almost always in battle. Besides his strength improving, his combat effectiveness also increased. It can be said that being caught this time was a hardship for him, but it also made his combat effectiveness more stimulated.
Especially at this moment, when he saw the wall cracking and splitting after his punch, his eyes flashed, and his fist once again condensed a powerful aura of mysterious energy, and he punched out again fiercely.
During the time he was imprisoned here, he had thought about breaking through the wall. It was just that his previous attempts only resulted in some cracks and he saw that the back was made of black iron. Now, hearing the sound, could it be that this wall was different from the ones he had hit before
With a thought, he killed the demon cultivators, gathered profound energy in his fists, and punched them down one by one. Stones flew everywhere on the wall, cracks spread out and cracked around. At the spot where he hit, a hole gradually appeared, about several meters deep...
Looking at the hole that was getting deeper and deeper, he was shocked, knowing that as long as he dug through it, there would definitely be an exit!
The other demon cultivators watched him pounding on the wall in the dark, and couldn't help but be slightly surprised: "What is he doing? Is he crazy? This is the Black Prison, is he trying to escape?"
"No, look, that wall seems to be different from other walls." Some demon cultivators exclaimed, and they became excited when they saw the wall: "Could it be that this wall is different from other places? There is no black iron behind it?"
"It must be! This hole is several meters deep. If we can get through it, we will definitely be able to escape!"
Thinking of this, all the demon cultivators became excited. Being imprisoned here was already a dead end for them. They knew very well that the Demon Lord would never let them out to live. Now, there was a glimmer of hope, and they couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope.
The movement in the black prison naturally attracted the attention of the people outside, and they sent people in to check. However, at this time, many demon cultivators united together. They surrounded the front and blocked the place where Guan Xilin was, buying him a little more time.
"What are you doing? Want to rebel?"
A gloomy and stern shout was heard, and several demon cultivators strode in. They stood outside the Black Prison and stared at the demon cultivator imprisoned inside. They saw that they were all gathered in the front, blocking the back tightly. Even if they came in with torches in their hands, they could not see clearly what was happening in the back.