In the prison of Guihai Sect, Wang Dong sat cross-legged in the water and ran the Guihai Jue over and over again, thinking rapidly in his mind.
In his opinion, it was no accident that Mace died when the Apocalypse Secret Realm was closed. At that coincidental moment, Mace died inexplicably, which could easily turn the target of speculation to Wang Dong and The naughty boy, and everyone was able to quickly sum up a set of extremely meticulous words to pin the murderer on Wang Dong.
Wang Dong and Mace had a feud, so there was a motive for committing the crime. Both Wang Dong and Mace had practiced in the secret realm of Tianqi, so they also had the time and place to commit the crime. Putting the two together, Wang Dong was convinced. He was charged with murdering Mace.
"Who is it?" Wang Dong has no doubt that someone did this deliberately, creating a lot of evidence against him, and at the same time guiding the direction of public opinion, but Wang Dong racked his brains and couldn't think of who wanted to marry like this. There was only one thing to blame for himself. Wang Dong was very sure that the person who blamed him for Mace's death was very scary.
That person must have calculated that Wang Dong would end up like this, so he arranged such an unsolvable situation. The person's purpose was to make Wang Dong die in exchange for his life.
But who can quietly enter and leave the Apocalypse Secret Realm, and can easily kill the mace? Wang Dong thought about it, but to no avail, which made him feel a sense of powerlessness that was close to despair deep in his heart.
"Junior Brother Wang, you don't have to worry. It's a fact that we didn't murder Mace. I think the elders of our two sects will make the decision for us!" The naughty boy's voice came from the water prison next door, and he could only hear the naughty boy sighing. He said: "It's really boring to be locked in this water prison. If the two of us are locked in a cell, we can still compete..."
The naughty boy's comforting words made the corner of Wang Dong's mouth twitch, but it had no effect on Wang Dong's mood. After thinking about it for a long time but still unable to figure it out, Wang Dong simply stopped thinking about it and stood up from the water.
Wang Dong first looked outside the water prison and saw that there was no guard watching him. He no longer worried, opened his posture, and practiced the Shadow Phantom Technique and the Great Running Thunder Sword that he learned from the naughty boy.
Because he was always accompanied by a naughty boy, Wang Dong didn't have the opportunity to consolidate these two sets of skills. Now he finally had the opportunity, and Wang Dong didn't want to waste even a moment of time.
Wang Dong first practiced the Shadow Phantom Technique for a period of time. He focused on the Shadow Phantom Footwork and the flexibility of his body movements. Wang Dong had improved a lot in the sparring with the naughty boy, but Wang Dong's foot strength level was still the same. It is equivalent to his seventh-level warrior level, making Wang Dong's movement speed a weakness.
The Shadow Phantom Technique was added to his body, and with the resistance of the sea water, Wang Dong began to run quickly in the water prison.
As soon as the Shadow Phantom Footwork was used, Wang Dong couldn't help but admire it. The Shadow Phantom Footwork was indeed the best technique for concealing and blinding the eyes. Wang Dong waded through the water at an astonishing speed without causing much splash. He The movement range is not small, but the sound of wading in the water is pitifully small.
"Excellent!" After running around in the water prison for a few times with satisfaction, Wang Dong took out the broken knife. When the thunder and lightning inspired by the soul power of his body ran around in his body, Wang Dong directed these thunder and lightning to the broken knife and looked at it. With the bright edge of the remaining sword, Wang Dong couldn't help but chop at the wall of the water prison to test the true power of this sword.
Wang Dong did not do that. He knew that the clanging sound caused by doing so would not only attract the guards, but also make Zhang Qing want to escape from prison in fear of crime. Wang Dong put away the knife, sat back in the water and waited patiently. stand up.
When the water prison became pitch black and he couldn't see his fingers, Wang Dong knew that night had fallen. When he heard the heavy snoring of a naughty boy from next door, Wang Dong did not hesitate and lay down in the water more than a foot high. When the sea water completely submerged him, Wang Dong thought and instantly appeared in the sword domain space.
In the sword domain space, the sword soul was already waiting there. As soon as Wang Dong's figure appeared, the sword soul transformed into the sword saint said: "Your situation is very bad!"
"As for the mace, I'd better take it one step at a time..." Wang Dong said helplessly. After that, he took out the remaining sword and said, "I'll test the power of the great thunder sword first."
As soon as Wang Dong finished speaking, two eighth-level sword spirit warriors rushed out of the sword spirit diagram and rushed towards Wang Dong.
Wang Dong raised the broken sword, his body and soul flowed, and a thunderous light suddenly appeared on the tip of the knife. Wang Dong chopped the broken sword out without saying a word.
Although it was just an ordinary Thunder Knife, the spirit of the sword still stagnated for a moment when it was hit. The paralysis effect of the Thunder Knife took effect. Wang Dong was overjoyed. He swung the knife again, this time in the big thunder knife. On the basis of the Thunder Sword, Wang Dong used the sword four times.
Two different injuries fell on a sword spirit at the same time. The sword spirit turned into little streams of light in the moment of numbness and stiffness. It dissipated from Wang Dong. Wang Dong did not hesitate, and struck with a thunderous quadruple sword, Harvested the life of another sword spirit.
"The Thunder Sword is really wonderful!" Wang Dong was extremely excited to kill two sword spirits easily. Especially when the sword spirits were hit by the sword, the moment of stasis made Wang Dong even more ecstatic. He had no doubt that , even if you face a real enemy, the opponent will be exposed to irreparable flaws due to the paralysis effect of the Thunder Blade, and will be defeated by you.
"Next..." Wang Dong thought, and the Zhulu knife he placed in the knife domain space instantly appeared in his hand. Feeling the familiar and friendly feel, Wang Dong let out a long roar. Summoning five eighth-level warrior sword spirits in one breath, Wang Dong said: "The Apocalypse Secret Realm only focuses on cultivation, now you can feel the power of this treasure!"
With his right arm straightened, the Zhulu Dao was held steadily in front of him by Wang Dong. When the five sword spirits rushed forward at the same time, the Zhulu Dao let out a clear whistle, but the blade did not retract and Wang Dong controlled himself to tremble.
"You actually had the intention to fight before me!" Feeling Zhulu Dao's reaction, Wang Dong grinned: "Bao Dao, your strong killing intention really makes me feel happy!"
After Wang Dong finished speaking, five sword spirits rushed towards him. Wang Dong did not block, he raised his Zhulu Saber and slashed horizontally in an arc of a month and a half. When Wang Dong was about to use his rear-hand sword technique, he discovered the five swordsmen. All the sword spirits were cut in half by his half-moon slash, and turned into light and dissipated in the sword space. There was no need for Wang Dong to use a second sword!
"This..." Wang Dong couldn't believe his eyes. He had overestimated the power of the Zhulu Knife as much as possible, but the scene in front of him told him that he still underestimated it. He felt the Zhulu Knife trembling in his hand. Wang Dong grinned: "Haven't you killed enough? Give me ten more eighth-level warrior sword spirits!"
The pleasure of killing made Wang Dong feel so comfortable. The Zhulu Dao was extremely overbearing. No matter how many sword spirit warriors were summoned, as long as the sword spirit was touched by the Zhulu Dao, it would die. Only then did Wang Dong truly realize that he could invulnerably crush iron like mud, etc. The true feelings of the words, as the one-sided massacre of the sword spirits began, Wang Dong's eyes even glowed with bloodthirsty light.
"Have you not killed enough? Are you getting more and more satisfied with killing more and more?" Seeing that the tremor of the Zhulu knife in his hand became more and more intense, and the blade even made a metallic buzzing sound due to the tremor, Wang Dong's face was full of killing intent. A trace of doubt appeared: "Are you still eager to kill more?"
"No..." Daohun, who had been observing from the side, suddenly spoke, and said to Wang Dong with a shocked look on his face: "It is true that it wants to kill, what it needs more is to drink blood!"
"Drinking blood?" Wang Dong asked with a surprised look on his face: "How do you know?"
"I am the sword spirit, and I can sense the dissatisfaction of Zhulu Dao..." The sword spirit said: "No matter how many sword spirits you kill, it will tremble and buzz. I can feel its desire for blood... It is a pity that , The sword spirit has no blood to drink..."
"So magical? It's a weapon that longs to drink blood!" Wang Dong's mouth trembled for a moment, then he said, "What will happen to it after drinking blood?"
"This... I don't know..." Daohun shook his head and responded: "We can only reveal the answer to this mystery when Zhulu Dao actually drinks human blood."
"Precious sword..." Looking down at the Zhulu Dao that resonated with his own heart, Wang Dong looked stern. He gently stroked the blade of the Zhulu Dao and comforted him: "Don't worry, in the future I will fulfill your wish and let you drink it all." The blood of all my enemies.”
As if feeling Wang Dong's promise, Zhulu Dao slowly became quiet. After the violent tremors subsided, Wang Dong blessed the Zhulu Dao with a streak of thunder and lightning.
When the thunder and lightning passed by, the Zhulu Knife suddenly buzzed, and the electric light that was originally invisible on the broken knife actually excited into a foot-long arc at the tip of the Zhulu Knife. Wang Dong suddenly felt happy. The foot-long electric light extended out, which meant that the attack range of his attack with Zhulu Dao increased by one foot. This made Wang Dong couldn't help but get excited.
"It's actually a resonance!" Upon noticing the strangeness of Zhulu Dao, Daohun suddenly looked shocked and exclaimed: "Such a strong resonance of soul power is simply unbelievable!"
"Resonance?" Wang Dong was stunned, looking at the electric light spreading from the tip of the Zhulu Knife, and said thoughtfully: "The resonance you are talking about is the Zhulu Knife spontaneously strengthening the thunder and lightning I released. ?”
"No, no... it's much more than that..." Daohun responded with a trembling voice: "The resonance I'm talking about is the resonance of soul power. It's only related to soul power. Zhulu Dao will strengthen the resonance you give it. Soul power, the thunder and lightning you bestow is just a manifestation of soul power... "
"Could it be that..." The corner of Wang Dong's mouth trembled slightly and he couldn't help but swallowed his saliva. It was not difficult to understand the meaning of the sword soul. It was not just thunder and lightning, but also any element inspired by the soul power, whether it was wind, fire, ice, rain, poison, etc. The resonance of Zhulu Dao was enhanced, and Wang Dong's body couldn't help but tremble because of his unexpected discovery.
Through resonance, the Zhulu Sword amplifies the soul power blessed by Wang Dong, reaching an astonishing power, and further enhances the user's power. This is another way for Wang Dong to rely on to win, such as this thunder and lightning The resonance not only gave the Zhulu Knife a lightning strike effect, but also increased Wang Dong's attack radius by one foot, which Wang Dong could not have wished for.
"Don't forget..." Seeing the excitement on Wang Dong's face, Daohun reminded him in time: "Every man is not guilty..."
"It's a crime to possess a jade!" Wang Dong immediately nodded and took over what the sword soul said, and said: "Don't worry, the Zhulu Sword is my last resort. I will not let it be exposed until I have to use it. of!"
After Wang Dong said that, he once again called out dozens of eighth-level martial arts sword spirits, preparing to test the power of the thunder and lightning attached to the Zhulu Knife, and to familiarize himself with the feel of the long knife after the attack range was increased.
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In the prison of Guihaizong, Zhang Qing led several warrior disciples of Guihaizong into the water prison. When passing by the urchin's cell, two warrior disciples opened the cell door and carried the sleeping urchin out. Qing then led everyone to the door of Wang Dong's cell.
"No, Wang Dong escaped..." Looking at the empty water prison through the iron bars of the cell door, Zhang Qing's face suddenly turned ugly. He anxiously took out the key to open the cell and searched the entire water prison. Unfortunately, in the entire water prison, except for the water more than a foot high, Wang Dong was nowhere to be seen.
"This is impossible... This place is heavily blocked, how could Wang Dong escape?" Zhang Qing's face was extremely cold. Thinking that Wang Dong escaped from the water prison and Mace's death would not be resolved, Zhang Qing couldn't help but feel anxious. Getting up, he opened his mouth and ordered to a warrior disciple: "Go and inform all the guards in the prison to guard the door tightly and not let anyone escape!"
"Hey... what a shameless boy..." The naughty boy who was being held up slowly woke up from his deep sleep. When he saw that Wang Dong's cell was empty, he grinned and said, "You actually escaped without me..."
"Who said I would escape?" Just when everyone thought Wang Dong had disappeared, a few bubbles emerged from the one-foot-high seawater, and then Wang Dong's wet figure emerged from the water.
(End of chapter)