Chapter 975: Get Out

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In a very neat way, Jack took out the explosive device from the chests of all the innate masters, and then replaced it with the corpses of the villagers on the island.

According to Man Jinglun, these devices cannot be left for too long, otherwise the built-in alarm device will directly alert the Poseidon people, so after Jack takes these devices out of their bodies, they must be put into other bodies.

It just so happened that the corpses of the villagers on the island became the best carrier.

Achilles never dreamed that in order to vent his anger, he asked the people of the Fifth Prison to hunt down the villagers on the island, but instead gave the people of the Fifth Prison an excellent vehicle to remove the explosive device from their bodies.

More than 30 people's devices, it took less than 30 minutes to complete all the removal, the whole process did not cry out pain, for these people, the physical pain, far less painful than the mental torture, the least of them also stayed here for thirty or forty years, the feeling of being trapped for them, almost worse than death.

Everyone's chests were red with donated blood, but everyone's spirits were very high.

"Now, stand in the same formation we trained in!" Under Man Jinglun's order, everyone quickly followed the formation they had trained before, which was really good.

Zhao Chunliang, as the controller of the flying sword, was arranged in the first place, behind him stood Man Jinglun, Man Jinglun was about ten centimeters away from him, half of his body overlapped with Zhao Chunliang's body, and next to Man Jinglun, there were four people standing, these four people were standing beside Man Jinglun at a very strange angle, their hands were all facing up, and the wooden and little fingers were bent down respectively.

Behind these people, some other people also all stand in the established position, and each person has his own specific movement.

Zhao Chunliang didn't have any research on the formation, but in the past few days of practice, he felt that the direction in which his people were standing was a bit similar to gossip.

"Up!!"

Man Jinglun opened his mouth and said.

Everyone started moving, each with different movements, some resembling Tai Chi pushers, some boxing, and some simply standing still.

These movements looked strange, and there was no match between them, but when these movements were repeated three or four times, a miraculous phenomenon was born.

Although everyone is doing their own thing, the whole picture gives people a very harmonious feeling, like a cog, and the tacit understanding between them makes people completely ignore the disunity of their movements.

As time goes by, everyone moves faster and faster, and as they move faster and faster, the more likely they are to appear next time.

Everyone is tense and trying to do their every move, for fear that something will go wrong.

Suddenly, a whirlwind appeared around everyone.

The whirlwind was invisible, but it blew the dust on the ground, and the dust swirled like a tornado.

Everyone's clothes began to rattle, and their hair fluttered in the wind.

The whirlwind is getting bigger and bigger, the position where Zhao Chunliang is standing is the most central position of the whirlwind, and the huge whirlwind can only affect him slightly, Zhao Chunliang calmed down, and tried to recall everything Man Jinglun said.

Whew!!

Gusts of strong wind continued to rotate, and suddenly, Man Jinglun opened his mouth and shouted, "Teng! ”

Airplanes!!

The spinning tornado suddenly twisted violently.

Everyone's movements accelerated again, and a huge amount of spiritual power also roared towards the location of the dragon scroll.

Everyone controlled a breath that belonged to them and entered the tornado, and the tornado also accelerated and grew larger at a very terrifying speed.

"Junliang, prepare!"

Man Jinglun shouted.

"Good!"

Zhao Chunliang snorted vigorously, and his heart moved.

A breath of qi that he controlled melted into the tornado.

"Condensation!!"

Man Jinglun continued to shout, and all those who were doing all kinds of actions suddenly closed their hands.

Syllable!

A very crisp sound came from the tornado, and Zhao Chunliang's body shook violently.

A perception that was so large that it could not be added quickly spread out centered on Zhao Chunliang's brain.

Zhao Chunliang had never felt like this, and the qi in a radius of several hundred meters around him seemed to have become controllable at this moment.

At this moment, Zhao Chunliang had a feeling that Lao Tzu was invincible in the world, and he could only control the qi of more than ten meters before, but it instantly became hundreds of meters, this feeling was like a man who had only slept with Sister Feng and suddenly fell in love with Sister Chiling.

In Zhao Chunliang's eyes, essence flashed.

He has never been so strong, and at this time, he is confident that he can easily kill Chen Houde and others.

Zhao Chunliang knew that it was not that he was strong, but that he had a powerful illusion produced by fusing the qi of the more than thirty people around him.

Man Jinglun used a very strange method to adjust the spiritual frequency of these more than 30 people to one frequency, and the spiritual frequency of these more than 30 people was all used by Zhao Chunliang alone.

At present, Zhao Chunliang is a combination of more than thirty innate masters, and he can even easily attack with his thoughts.

"Up!" The green tendons on Man Jinglun's temples burst out and shouted.

"Up!" Everyone shouted together, everyone's face was a little pale, and their faces were very hideous, this kind of thing to forcibly adjust the spiritual frequency to a frequency is a huge damage and consumption for everyone's spirit, in just a few seconds, almost everyone's spiritual power is crazy consumption.

If it weren't for the fact that everyone here was a super master, and everyone's spiritual power was very strong, this one moment alone would be enough to deplete most ordinary innate spiritual powers.

Zhao Chunliang didn't dare to pause in the slightest, although this feeling was very refreshing at the moment, but it was obvious that now was not the time to enjoy.

Zhao Chunliang took a sharp breath and looked up at the sky.

In the sky, you can faintly see red beams of light in the sky.

It is an infrared laser that can easily cut through metal.

That layer of lasers blocked the sky over the entire Fifth Prison, trapping these people in the Fifth Prison for decades, hundreds of years!

"Broken!!" Zhao Chunliang roared angrily, the sound seemed to be amplified by a megaphone, it came out of Zhao Chunliang's mouth, and then quickly became louder.

Broken Broken Broken Broken!

The entire sky echoed with Zhao Chunliang's roar, and the entire Fifth Prison seemed to tremble with this roar.

Zhao Chunliang's hands, with this roar, pushed up violently!

Airplanes!!

A shock wave visible to the naked eye, starting from Zhao Chunliang's hands, burst out upward.

The power of the shockwave was too strong, too terrifying, like a giant dragon, soaring into the sky.

Everyone looked at the shockwave in horror.

The previous drills were all drills of formations, after all, mental power is valuable, and it is impossible to waste it at will, so it is the first time for everyone to see this effect.

The shock wave, like a rolling wave, rushed up to the sky a hundred meters in the blink of an eye, easily shattered the infrared isolation net, and then continued upward.

Boom!

There was a muffled sound.

The shock wave suddenly burst open at an unknown number of meters in the sky, and the powerful air wave actually shook the clouds above the island away!

Everyone's hearts were shaken.

This... This is simply what humans can do, and they can scatter the clouds with a single blow, which is a scene that can only occur in novels and movies!

Call!!!

A strong wind suddenly swept in from above.

This is the air wave created by the explosion of the shock wave!

Bang bang bang!

Almost everyone fell to the ground on one knee, this wave of qi was so terrifying, so terrifying that none of these innate masters present could stop this wave of qi.

After a few seconds, the wave of air dissipated.

"Let's go!!"

Man Jinglun stood up from the ground, pressed Zhao Chunliang's shoulder and said.

"Good!" Zhao Chun's conscience moved, and the imperial sword galloped out from his waist and came to his side.

Zhao Chunliang jumped up and stepped on the emperor's sword.

Seeing that Zhao Chunliang was leaving, everyone around rushed over, one grabbed the shoulders of the other, and formed a long line.

"!!" Zhao Chunliang shouted, drove the imperial sword and flew directly into the sky, and at the same time took the long dragon behind him into the sky.

The long dragon of more than 30 people was far less heavy than imagined, and Zhao Chunliang easily rushed into the sky with these more than 30 people.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Chunliang penetrated the highest point of the infrared isolation net, and then swooped down to the position diagonally below.

A few seconds later, Zhao Chunliang landed smoothly on the ground, along with Zhao Chunliang, as well as the more than thirty innate masters, as well as Aisha.

"It's finally out!"

"It's out, it's finally out!"

"Great, hahaha, great, I didn't expect that I would be able to leave that ghost place alive!!"

All the innate masters shouted excitedly, and some even knelt on the ground excitedly and wept bitterly.

For these people, they yearn for this day, and some have been yearning for hundreds of years.

Zhao Chunliang looked far calmer than everyone else, there was nothing to leave this prison, the most important thing was to leave this island.

Now that more than 30 people have come out, the trouble has just begun.

Just when Zhao Chunliang was thinking about how to get rid of those really wicked people, suddenly a scream sounded, accompanied by a burst of angry shouts.

"Man Jinglun, what are you doing!!"

Zhao Chunliang turned his head violently and followed the prestige.

Not far away, Man Jinglun stood next to a headless corpse with a smile on his face, holding a human head in his hand.

This head belongs to Ye Xingdao.