Among the five prisons, it is incomparably vast, and even if it takes a lifetime, it is impossible to find its end. There are not only infinite continents, but also countless seas.

On the edge of the ocean, there are also countless countries and countless cities.

The castle of the Aowen family was built on a mountain peak near the coast. Although it is only a small castle, it is not as large as some of the cities.

But everyone who came out of here, whether it was a master or a slave, had his head held high and looked proud.

Because this is the Aowen family, the Aowen family that rules the three small coastal countries nearby, not to mention, the Aowen Changkong is still a noble golden warrior. This made the Proud Question Family even more terrifying, and it became a terrifying force that everyone in the vicinity did not dare to provoke.

At this time, in the magnificent castle of the Aowen family, in a secret room, the ancestor of the Aowen family, but the Aowen Changkong was holding his head, constantly rolling on the ground, and let out a terrible scream.

Although using the stand-in talisman, Aowen Changkong successfully saved a life, but this does not mean that Aowen Changkong was not injured.

In each stand-in talisman, there is a part of the soul of the original owner. The destruction of the stand-in talisman also means that a part of the soul of the Aowen Sky has been completely destroyed.

Far away in the castle, the Ao Wen Changkong suffered a huge amount of damage almost immediately, the soul has always been the most fragile, and it is also the most difficult to repair, and suddenly a part of the soul is missing, and the pain is like a part of the body being cut off, and the pain is magnified tenfold.

After half an hour, the arrogance rolling on the ground gradually stopped, and only his eyes were full of malice, hatred, and endless murderous intent.

"Xia Jun, Blade Warrior, I am proud to ask Changkong to kill you, kill you!"

It's no wonder that Ao Wen Changkong is so resentful, you must know that the strength of the soul is the key to whether the Holy Lord can be promoted to the Son of Heaven level.

Once the soul is damaged, then Aowen Changkong will always stay at the Holy Lord level, and there is no further hope, as soon as he thinks of this, Aowen Changkong is afraid and hateful for Xia Jun.

Knock knock!

At this moment, a rush of footsteps sounded, and then a sixteen or seventeen-year-old young man rushed in quickly, "Old Ancestor, what's wrong?" ”

This young man is the grandson of the arrogant sky, his face is greased and powdered, and his eyes always have a trace of ill intentions and evil spirits, and he looks like a playboy with oily hair and powder.

But for this grandson, Ao Wen Changkong loves him very much, and has always indulged him in his stubbornness. is even more very loving, even if there is a little danger, don't let him go.

Because of this, the last time the Aowen family attacked the earth on a large scale, all the elite children of the Aowen family were dispatched, only Aowen Hong stayed at home and continued to bully men and women, and thus escaped the catastrophe.

Ao Wenhong also understands that he has done a lot of evil, and enemies are everywhere, in addition to being wanton and stubborn, he is to seize every opportunity to pat the sycophants of the ancestor of Ao Wen Changkong.

At this time, when he heard the screams of Ao Wen Changkong, he didn't even think about it, and immediately rushed over.

Ao Wen Changkong was resenting Xia Jun for cutting off his own way, and suddenly saw his grandson, his heart suddenly moved, staring at Ao Wen Hong, and said in a strange tone: "Hong'er, how does the old man treat you on weekdays, now, I have one thing to ask you, I don't know if you want to?" ”

"Grandpa is very good to his grandson. Don't say one thing, that is, the ancestor wants the life of his grandson, and the grandson will never frown! Ao Wenhong hurriedly made a respectful look and patted the horse hard.

When he heard this, he was also very satisfied, and suddenly with a strange smile on his face, he nodded and said: "Jiji, he is worthy of being the old man's favorite grandson, Hong'er, I won't tell you, the old man's soul is damaged, if it can't be repaired, there will be no further chance in this life." ”

"What, Ancestor, your soul is damaged? But if you need your grandson to find any elixir, your grandson will send someone to buy it! Ao Wenhong always felt that Ao Wen Changkong's expression was a little shocked when he looked at him, and his face turned a little pale.

"No need, unless it is a god-level medicinal material, any elixir will not be able to treat the old man's injury, unless, the old man can devour the souls of some people who are similar to my soul, maybe there is still a glimmer of hope..."

Seeing this gaze, Ao Wenhong was instantly stunned, he was not stupid, he knelt down with a plop, and begged: "Ancestor, spare your life, I am your own grandson, the most favored grandson!" ”

"Hong'er, the old man is reluctant to kill you, if you want to blame, blame that Xia Jun, it's not that he killed the old man's clone, why is the old man like this, besides, you didn't say just now, even if the old man wants your life, won't you frown?" Arrogantly, Changkong's tone became colder and colder.

Ao Wenhong's face became more and more pale, and he got up and ran outside, shouting as he ran: "Old ancestor, I'm just talking, spare your life, come to someone, the old ancestor is in the devil, come quickly!" ”

"Run, where are you going, you just say, the old man has admitted the truth, what if he is in the devil, as long as he has enough strength, the old man can't get anything he wants! Roar ......"

In Aowen's mouth, he suddenly let out a beast-like roar, and then his body moved, and he rushed directly to Aowenhong's side, imprisoned his body, and instantly took out Aowenhong's soul, and then opened his mouth and bit it down.

Ahhhh......h

A terrible scream, not like a human voice, resounded in the sky above the castle of the Aowen family.

At the same time, in the Great Wilderness City, countless wealthy family heads have already become a pot of porridge. The Son of Great Virtue was killed, and all the gold-level holy lords were wiped out, which was like a hurricane, which blew through the entire Great Wilderness City in an instant.

Countless wealthy family heads were shocked, especially those families who had lost their Holy Lord, and they completely collapsed to the ground.

"How can this be, there are more than ten Holy Lords, and there are also masters of the Son of Heaven in charge, all of them died on the earth!"

"What's impossible, I heard that the earth also has a Son of Heaven level master, and it is a blade warrior, even the Great Virtue Son of Heaven was killed on the spot, and his soul did not escape!"

"What, Blade Warrior? How is it possible, since the fall of the God of Killing, the Blade Warriors have already declined, how can there be a Blade Warrior at the Son of Heaven level now! ”

"Major news, this is great news, the blood of the Holy Lords cannot be shed in vain, we can't deal with this Xia army, there is always someone who can avenge us, pass this news out of the way, and be sure to let those great forces know the way."

Those families who died of the Holy Lord were full of grief and indignation, they were not good at taking revenge openly, but they did not hinder and passed on the news of Xia Jun to Lu.

The rest of the wealthy clans also woke up, yes, they can't deal with the Xia army, but there are always some powerful existences that are not afraid of the blade warriors.

Suddenly, in the Great Wilderness City, countless transmission notes, like raindrops, continued to fly out of the sky above the city. With the circulation of these transmission notes, the news of the Blade Warriors on Earth soon spread throughout the Five Prisons.

The entire Five Prisons immediately boiled, and the Blade Warrior, and it was also a Blade Warrior of the Son of Heaven level, hearing this news, countless people felt unbelievable.

The major ancient clans, the major empires, the major temples, and even some void gods and demons were all shocked. Then they turned their eyes to the earth and to Taicheng.

These eyes are greedy, doubtful, and cold...... But not a pair, with friendliness.

And for all this, Xia Jun didn't know that his attention was now completely focused on the captives captured by the Lord of Tianxiang Treasure.