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The rusty wind blew Wakaba Qiufeng's long hair as red as a maple leaf, and the dark prince's robe was still the same color after five hundred years of wind and frost.

This prince robe is a robe refined by one of the most powerful cultivators in the forest prison, and it was worn on the day when Wakaba Qiufeng was established as one of the four princes of the forest prison ghost clan, many years have passed, this magic weapon has been refined by Wakaba Qiufeng to the realm of Tiangang magic weapon, if it weren't for Wakaba Qiufeng deliberately hiding the light of this prince robe itself, the prince robe would definitely be seen at a glance extraordinary.

This tenth-order Tiangang magic weapon level prince robe is one of the few magic weapons that Ruoye Qiufeng has except for the flying sword, and he only needs to move his mind on weekdays, and this prince robe will change with his thoughts.

Trapped and locked in the black cross for five hundred years, Wakaba Qiufeng's cultivation has undergone earth-shaking changes, but when Wakaba Qiufeng does not urge mana, outsiders can't see what changes have happened to him at all.

Ruoye Qiufeng had heard the peacock say that the speed of time in the Caged Land was different from that of the outside world, so he had been here for five hundred years, and not much time had passed outside, so the answer he wanted to find should have a result when he left the Caged Land.

The huge cage place was enough for Wakaba Qiufeng to fly away for half an hour before he saw the edge.

From a distance, the edge of the cage land was surrounded by a faint layer of pale yellow light curtain that was constantly swaying slightly, if it wasn't for the close range, with the different sky influence of the Huangquan Hell Cage Land, it would not have been found in the distance at all.

Ruoye Qiufeng stopped under the light curtain and looked around, but there was no trace of a ghost king, except for rows of empty black crosses, there was nothing else.

At this moment, if Ye Qiufeng's mana has recovered eighty percent, but he can't wait, the soul chain is broken, and the peacock's reminder clearly means that the 100,000 ghost king must know that he has been out of trouble. Attracting the attention of 100,000 ghost kings a moment earlier, the two peacocks will have a little more certainty of escaping.

Wakaba Qiufeng stepped through the ever-changing light curtain......

In the flickering colored light in the sky, countless ghost king-level powerhouses appeared.

"Bold and rebellious, I don't want to reflect and repent in the cage, I actually cut off the soul chain and want to escape, if I don't tie my hands and get caught, Hugh blames the soul destroying sword in the hands of General Ben for being ruthless!"

In response to the ghost king, it was a dark purple sword qi that was ten zhang long. When he swung his sword and turned around, locking Qingqiu to kill a circle of ghost kings, Wakaba Qiufeng clearly saw the direction he came from, and a group of ghost kings gathered in the sky, but his vision was quickly blocked by the ghost kings who fell and surrounded him......

The dark purple sword qi cut off the body of the ghost king one after another, if Ye Qiufeng's body moved rapidly, turning into a floating red shadow and wandering on the ground, the purple sword qi cut out by the flying sword lock Qingqiu was vertical and horizontal in all directions, and wherever he passed, there must be a ghost king who was cut in two!

Among the eighteen hells of Huangquan, the ghost king-level powerhouses who can dominate one side are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered under the sword of Wakaba Qiufeng, without the slightest ability to resist.

Wakaba Qiufeng's sword is a sword that kills. The real sword of killing has never had a majestic appearance, nor has it dazzled with brilliance and sound. All this is just to make the lethality caused by mana more condensed, so that the power of each sword can be slashed on the opponent without waste.

One enemy is what he is best at. The purple sword light turned by Qingqiu, and the sword qi lit up and disappeared.

Fast, very fast, so fast that none of those ghost kings had time to parry or dodge. Their powerful spells could not be used in the cage of the Yellow Springs Hell, and what they could rely on was an extraordinary cultivation.

It's just that their bodies, under the attack of the flying sword lock Qingqiu, are like clay sculptures, and they can't play a role without the slightest protection at all.

"Ten Thousand Ghosts Slaying God Array!" With a ghost king shouting loudly, all the ghost kings in the sky moved quickly, and in a moment, the sky was full of flashing and shaking ghosts, layered, intertwined, and dazzling and abnormal. This formation is to make the enemy trapped in the formation unable to attack, and can only passively face a series of continuous attacks.

In order to reduce the area that needs to be defended, Wakaba Qiufeng did not choose to fly, and those ghost king armies did not have such concerns at all, from the sky to the ground, constantly attacking Wakaba Qiufeng in all directions.

The Ten Thousand Ghosts Slaying God Formation was just formed, if Ye Qiufeng saw this kind of formation for the first time, he didn't want to take risks rashly, when the formation was first formed, he just stopped Suo Qingqiu at his side, quietly looking at the black ghost shadows flying in the sky, waiting for changes.

No matter how fast the sword light is, if it is too far away, it will inevitably give the enemy enough time to react. After a moment of fighting, Ruoye Qiufeng had already roughly estimated that these ghost kings were in such a dense situation, if Suo Qingqiu's sword light was at a distance of ten zhang, they would be able to make a move to evade or block, and they would have time to flash at a distance of fifteen zhang.

If Ye Qiufeng urged Suo Qingqiu's attack range to be within three thousand zhang, the lethality was the greatest, but if Suo Qingqiu was too far away from him, then Suo Qingqiu's damage to those ghost kings would be much smaller, and more importantly, it was very likely that many ghost kings would forcibly cut off the connection between people and swords, thus sealing Suo Qingqiu.

Losing Lock Qingqiu, if Ye Qiufeng's swordsmanship would lose ninety percent of his power, it would become impossible to keep himself in this countless wave of ghost kings.

After the formation was formed, the fast-moving ghost kings all turned into black, dragging phantoms with long tails. The encirclement gradually contracted, and it was clear that they were ready to strike a hard blow.

The twenty-seven ghost kings closest to Wakaba Qiufeng flashed out of the layers of black in tacit understanding, each holding a different magic weapon, and quietly pounced on the red figure on the ground from all directions.

Twenty-seven black shadows flew down like lightning, and more ghost kings staggered, using the shaking phantom to create dazzling blinding methods in order to confuse the powerful enemy.

As soon as these twenty-seven black shadows broke away from the formation, twenty-seven sword lights suddenly flew out.

Each sword light was faster than the black shadow, easily piercing through the ghost king's vital points......

Those ghost kings who were flying behind the twenty-seven black shadows and creating formation phantoms didn't have time to retreat, and they were robbed of their vitality by the purple sword qi that followed the flying circle!

Just a blink of an eye, the attacking army of ghost kings fell nearly a hundred corpses and fell heavily to the ground.

Ruoye Qiufeng was still expressionless and manipulated the lock Qingqiu to stand in the center of the siege of the Ghost King's army, his eyes quietly staring at the front of him, and his eyes did not chase after those fast-moving Ghost Kings at all.

The killing array that the Ghost King army was proud of was so vulnerable in front of the strongest swordsman in the Forest. They thought that the phantom who was moving was actually not fast for Wakaba Qiufeng at all. He didn't need to look, he just needed to rely on his extreme sword intent to capture the murderous aura that approached him and fight back.

The self-confidence of the Ghost King's army collapsed in an instant, and they maintained their positions one by one, but they no longer had the confidence to attack.

"This rebellion is powerful, please use the Soul Locking Net to take it down!" With a ghost king shouting, all the besieging ghost kings flew back into the sky.

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