For practitioners of the Seven Realms, all the battles that took place within this prison area are not too far away.
All the masters of the Seven Realms felt Du Hongtan's death.
Du Qingli's breathing became short in an instant, he looked at the Bai Shanshui in the layers of water and sternly said: "Don't think that you will be able to leave here in the end..."
"I know."
But his stern voice was interrupted by Bai Shanshui's flat voice, "When the spark talisman is destroyed, some replacement mechanism and talisman will naturally take its place, and many restrictions will be reactivated. But we still There is time for half a cup of tea... Don't forget, there are people who probably know more about this prison than you do."
Du Qingli stopped talking.
He felt inexplicably panicked.
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The crimson sword was full of terrifying evil spirit, tearing the dark atmosphere in the prison wantonly.
"Have you thought about the price to pay?"
Lin Zhujiu stood on the boiling water, the crimson light condensed on his face, like a crimson mask, strange and beautiful.
Shen Xuan also stopped talking.
In the dark water below Lin Zhujiu, a huge sword shadow appeared.
A terrifying sword intent broke through the surface of the water as Shen Xuan stretched out his hand, pouring endlessly upwards like cutting the sky.
Lin cooks wine and draws out a sword.
With just a flash of crimson and strange sword light, all the water under his body disappeared.
Shen Xuan's body flew upside down, along the passageway behind him, with a strong wind for a moment, he was pushed back to nowhere.
An arm was left in the air in front of Lin Zhuojiu.
This arm stayed in the air for a breath, and then it turned into a blood mist, and all of it was sucked into Lin Zhujiu's sword.
"Sacrificing my sword with just one arm is too small a price."
One sword cut off an arm of Shen Xuan, who was feared by countless people in Changling, but Lin Zhujiu seemed not satisfied.
Shaking his head, he drew his sword towards the wall leading to the cell next to him.
The extremely thick black iron wall was cut open like paper.
He went through.
In the center of the water dungeon, there was a practitioner who looked very young compared to him.
This practitioner was Li Yunrui who also made Shen Xuan helpless.
Lin Zhujiu swung his sword and easily cut off everything that pierced into Li Yunrui's body, helped him up with one hand, and then walked to the third cell. After cutting the wall again, the crimson sword in his hand seemed to return to its sheath Scattered, divided into many streams, and returned to his body.
Then he also set up Zhang Shiwu, nodded to Zhang Shiwu who was so excited and moved that he couldn't speak, and said, "Let's go."
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When Shen Xuan's sword energy shattered into wind and gushed out from the depths of the Great Floating Water Prison, it meant that the time had come.
Bai Shanshui smiled faintly, and said to Du Qingli seriously: "Even one apprentice is like this, and the three dynasties in the past were destroyed by Qin, and it is not an injustice."
While saying these words, her body seemed to be blown up by the wind in the tunnel like nothing, and floated out.
Du Qingli didn't make a move.
Because at this time the tender blisters surrounding Bai Shanshui were still there, it was impossible for his sword intent to break through.
The other most important reason is that Bai Shanshui's words made him feel more fear.
He also understood how terrible that person was back then.
The plans made by that person are interlocking and never fail.
Bai Shanshui's body flew upside down from the prison.
Layers of crystal clear water bubbles refract countless rainbows under the sun, which is extremely beautiful.
There was a trace of strange emotion in the eyes of the leading general of the Dongling Army, but there was no hesitation in his order.
In an instant, countless spirits burst through the air.
Countless sword lights and the sharp light of Sen Leng metal hit the crystal clear water bubbles outside Bai Shanshui's body.
However, bursts of unbelievable gasps sounded.
These swords, talismans, and arrows still failed to pierce the crystal water bubbles, but pushed the crystal water bubbles high into the sky.
The iridescent bubbles turned into transparent drops in their sight.
A rain fell.
In the dense crystal rain, the voice of Bai Shanshui was lost, but the faint and joyful singing came to their ears: "My generation likes to learn swords, and I have lived in the cold pool for ten years..."
Many practitioners in the Dongling Army who wielded flying swords lost their target. They stared blankly at the splashes on the broken armor of the general in front of them, and watched the flying sword flying around in the air. The waves of water quickly fell into silence.
Although they are enemies, they can't help admiring Bai Shanshui's heroism.
In their impression, there were not many such heroic and passionate practitioners like Changling in the past.
However, with the disappearance of those people, this kind of heroic and passionate practitioner seems to have disappeared, or they are not on their side.
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The figure of Mo Shoucheng walked with the wind.
His old figure was like a stone thrown from a catapult on a turret, thrown from one turret to another, straight through the city.
At this moment, he raised his head.
He is still some distance away from the Great Floating Water Prison, at least he can't pose any threat to Bai Shanshui and others.
However, he has already sensed Bai Shanshui's departure.
He was one step too late.
If the reason why he took one step late last time was that he didn't know where Bai Shanshui made his move, but at this time the empress in the deep palace had already predicted that such a thing would happen in the big floating water prison, how could he still be one step late
His brows furrowed deeply.
He can't understand.
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What is even more incomprehensible than Moshou City is the black cavalry army that rushed out of the old tomb on the eastern outskirts of Changling.
Both the horses and the sergeants of this black cavalry army are all wearing black black armor. The surface of the black armor is covered with mysterious runes like stars, and even the mask has invisible vents.
Both the man and the horse were extremely heavy, but the horse's hooves never landed while running, and they also walked against the wind.
This means that every sergeant on the horse is a practitioner, and the level is not low.
This is completely like an army rushing out of the ghost prison.
This army is also undisputedly the strongest army of the Great Qin Dynasty.
However, this army, which seemed to have nothing to stop it, came to a standstill as the first general stretched out his hand.
The general who had been hanging his head raised his head.
The mysterious armor on his body is also black, but the mask is made of platinum, so that it looks extraordinarily cold and weird.
At this moment, the twin swords on his back revealed a trace of extremely cold killing intent.
On the mountain road ahead, amidst the inexplicable clouds and mist, an unbelievable exclamation came out, "General Bai?"
"Guo Dongshan?"
The general let out an emotionless voice.
A radiant cultivator standing on a sword light flew out of the fog. He looked at this general and the strongest army in Daqin that could kill him many times in disbelief, and said, "What's going on? ?”
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A huge army moves across the wilderness as if in one piece.
This army has a tiger-wolf spirit, because half of it is the Tiger-Wolf Northern Army led by Liang Lian, and the other half is the Tiger-Wolf Southern Army led by General Xie Jiuyan.
General Liang Lian was assassinated in the battle, which was an indelible shame for all the troops of the Great Qin Dynasty, especially the Tiger Wolf Northern Army.
So at this moment this army is in a hurry.
They wanted to rush to the Great Floating Water Prison quickly to complete Bufu's mission.
However, when Guo Dongshan, who was supposed to go to the Great Floating Water Prison, stopped the Killing God Army, the eyes of everyone in the Tiger Wolf Northern Army showed incomparably angry and desperate expressions.
They saw a familiar storm, and then felt a biting chill.
At the end of midsummer, autumn is coming.
What greeted them at this time was a blizzard that once swept through the Tiger Wolf Northern Army.
A figure made of iron let out a sharp roar, and this general was Xie Jiuyan.
He wears soft black leather armor and a long black cloak behind him.
When he forced his way through the storm, the black leather armor on his body and the black cloak behind him were completely frozen with solid ice.
The general's feet shook, and the ice cracked and fell to the ground.
However, when he looked around, his eldest grandson Qianxue was no longer there.