Both this old priest and Bai Shanshui are in the seven realms. In order to block Bai Shanshui's sword just now, the old priest Du Qingli was swept away by his own sword intent. There was only a wound on his left eyebrow, but the sword intent entered his brain , causing him severe trauma.
At this time, many parts of his body had lost control, but he was a real grandmaster after all, a grandmaster who survived those years of fighting in Changling.
Facing Bai Shanshui's seventeen emerald green water drops that had become sword-shaped, his black pupils quickly faded to gray.
Countless gray vitality visible to the naked eye continuously gushed out from the cracks in the black rock above his head and poured into his body.
His body remains the same, but it feels like it is constantly expanding.
The seventeen emerald green water droplets had just formed into a small sword, but they suddenly shattered, like scattered sand and soil, falling from the air to the ground.
Bai Shanshui took a step back.
The countless square stones under her feet cracked silently, and the cracks spread outward like a huge spider web.
Du Qingli's face was covered in blood, but his face was strangely calm.
He has cultivated in this big floating water prison for many years, and in a sense, this is his world.
He didn't believe that he was no match for this junior.
Bai Shanshui frowned deeply, a drop of crystal clear and completely colorless water quietly appeared in front of her, but it was still suspended in the air, as if she didn't know how to really pose a threat to this old priest.
Just when Bai Shanshui was blocked by Du Qingli, the water level of Zhao Si's water cave began to drop.
The Yin River water that surged up due to the momentary water pressure began to fall back.
The truth came out.
In Zhao Si's line of sight, an old man was already standing on a stone protruding like an eagle's beak on the opposite stone wall.
An old man who was also wearing a blue shirt, his facial features looked small, but his face was very long.
Facing Zhao Si at this time, the old man who looked down at her from above was not weak at all, even a few points stronger.
So he is naturally another palace priest guarding here, Du Hongtan.
The two brothers of the Du family, Changling a long time ago were also among the most outstanding young talents, and the speed of cultivation and breakthrough was also rarely matched by others, but the temperament of the two brothers was completely different.
Du Hongtan's temperament is more straightforward and bold.
At this time, looking at Zhao Si, whose figure was falling with the water falling, he said directly, "Son, this is Changling, this is the most heavily guarded cell in Changling, and it is also our home. This is your Where should I come from?"
After the water fell, there was air, but at this moment, Zhao Si stood still in the void.
Heat rose from under her feet, like a cloud supporting her petite but powerful body.
In Du Hongtan's voice, she rose instead.
"If you don't enter Zhaodi, how can I come here?"
She looked straight at Du Hongtan, and said righteously without anger: "It was you who entered my house first."
Du Hongtan shook his head disdainfully, and said, "No matter what, it's at my house now."
His words seemed outrageous and unreasonable.
But he called Zhao Si, who is enough to represent Zhao Jianlu, a child, which is already extremely arrogant and unreasonable.
"It's rude not to say hello, but it doesn't make sense but you can only solve it with a sword."
Zhao Si had already vacated to the height of Du Hongtan, but when she said these words, she was still going up.
Her natal sword was destroyed during the battle of Weihe in the past, but the rebirth of adversity allowed her to see a new world, a fiery sword intent gushed out of her body, and she had already drawn the sword.
A red line appeared at the bottom of the huge monument in front of her body.
Then this huge monument, which weighed an unknown amount of 10,000 jin, broke down.
Bright light reappeared in the rune lines of this huge monument, but what flowed was not cold sparks, but fiery red flames like fiery magma, making the whole huge monument hot and red.
The huge monument became her sword, and it directly smashed towards Du Hongtan on the opposite side of her.
Du Hongtan was very arrogant and unreasonable to her.
Her reaction now was even more brutal.
Seeing such a huge sword coming fiercely, Du Hongtan's face gradually became serious, and at the same time he sighed sincerely, "Zhao Jianlu practitioners are indeed rare geniuses in the world, and they just broke through this formation just now, and it's enough to fight against the sparks inside." You can perceive the rune lines clearly, and only the practitioners of Zhao Jianlu have such courage to use such a sword."
While speaking, the giant monument and sword had already arrived in front of him.
The huge monument has turned red as a whole, so red that it seems to be melting away at any moment.
The extremely high temperature instantly dried up his hair and set it on fire.
But he just held out his hand.
At the same time as he stretched out his hand, countless black air fell from the cracks above the rock like black sand, continuously falling on the back of his hand.
He pressed his hand on the red-hot monument.
There were bursts of hissing sounds like the friction of a giant steel ship from the inside of the monument.
The entire monument suddenly stopped.
Du Hongtan's body didn't even shake.
His body is extremely small compared to this huge monument, but the stone chips under his feet are not missing a single point.
Because it was the black air gushing out of his palm that bore all the strength.
In the crevices of the rocks above, the black sand continued to fall, and it withstood the incomparably tyrannical Zhao Jianlu's sword.
Zhao Si stood with his left hand behind his back, and pointed the middle finger and index finger of his right hand together as a sword, pointing on the monument.
The monument slashed down like a sword, and her body was above the monument, pressing all the strength of her body and the weight of the monument towards Du Hongtan.
Such a sword was blocked by Du Hongtan without any fumes, her brows were deeply frowned, and she sneered: "I can't think of the enshrining of the Changling Palace. If you don't practice swords, you will practice ghostly spirits instead." means."
Hearing her sarcastic voice, Du Hongtan just shook his head, laughed, and said, "My child, don't forget that when I became famous, Yuan Wu and that person hadn't been born yet. At our time , Changling was never just a sword master's world?"
Zhao Si did not refute.
She remembered that it was true.
And she has already used all her strength, and it is extremely difficult for her to say a word.
But Du Hongtan was still relaxed.
He looked at Zhao Si who had reached his limit with sympathy, and then said: "Since the previous dynasty, the Great Floating Water Prison has existed. How many powerful practitioners have died here who are full of grievances and who are full of grievances. , what could be more suitable in the entire Changling than here? I have already reminded you from the beginning, this is the Great Floating Water Prison, and this is my home... As long as I am here, I will be the strongest. How can you defeat me now that you have exhausted your strength?"
Black sand falls even more.
The huge monument was gradually lifted up, and pressed against Zhao Si.
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The Dongling Army started forming an formation outside the Dafushui Prison, and the leading general thought about Bai Shanshui's courage and Bai Shanshui's words before, but his complexion was cloudy.
In the deepest part of the water prison, footsteps sounded.
Shen Xuan appeared in the deepest water prison.
Seeing his appearance, Lin Zhujiu, who was located in the center of the prison like a rotten lotus leaf, laughed.
"You see what I mean now?"
He looked at Shen Xuan who still had no expression on his face, and said with a smile.
"Bai Shanshui may not be able to defeat Du Qingli, and Zhao Si is not even Du Hongtan's opponent. I don't know why you are smiling so happily." Shen Xuan looked at the smiling Lin Zhujiu and said indifferently.
Lin Zhujiu's smile remained unchanged, and he said, "I laugh because you made a good choice."
"There is no choice."
Shen Xuan lowered his head, said indifferently but with a strong breath, "If you want to laugh outside, at least you must be able to deal with those two priests, at least you must be able to defeat me."
His words were difficult to understand.
But at this moment, a strange aura emanated from a cell very close to here.
A very strong breath with an invincible will.
In that cell was the dying Zhang Shiwu who had just been sent in.
The people in the Great Floating Water Prison will not let the dying die, but they will also not let the dying have a stronger vitality, especially the masters above the seventh realm.
A grandmaster who is stronger than the average grandmaster.
However, the aura coming out of that cell at this time once again made many people in the entire Great Floating Water Prison feel fearful and uneasy.
The expression in Shen Xuan's eyes did not change.
Seems like that's what was supposed to happen.