The night was low and the moonlight was like water.

And this water-like moonlight, when shining on the flying sword, actually added a little murderous aura to the sword body of the eight hundred flying swords.

Li Qing, who was flying rapidly, was forcibly blocked by such eight hundred flying swords.

So he saw Li Qing in a purple robe suspended in the night sky, looked at the sword net close at hand with a frosty face, and then squinted his eyes and looked a hundred feet away.

After seeing Li Qing being forced to stop by his flying sword, the owner of the Immortal Mansion who was hundreds of zhang away laughed a few times and said loudly: "If you hand over the purple coffin and arrest it, I will let you live!"

Li Qing, who was already angry, turned a little cold after hearing this, and then turned the eight hundred flying swords intercepted in front of him as if they were nothing, and rushed forward with a roar.

When the lord of the forest building in the distance saw this, his face became gloomy, and he smiled coldly and said: "Since you are looking for a dead end, I will ...... the ancestor."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by a huge 'boom'.

At that moment, I saw that the sword net formed by the eight hundred flying swords was directly scattered by Li Qing, and it flew out upside down with a whizz.

When the lord of Lin Lou saw the change of color, Li Qing's figure was already like lightning, and suddenly appeared in front of him.

The immature face of the Lin Mansion Lord instantly showed a look of horror, and then said dumbly: "You ......"

As soon as he said a word, he saw that Li Qing, who was close at hand, had already raised his palms high with a cold face.

The next moment when Li Qing's palm waved down, the head of the Lin Mansion Lord exploded like a watermelon, and blood and brains splashed in an instant.

"Not good!"

After seeing this scene, the Xiao Pavilion Lord in the distance changed his face sharply, and without hesitation, he used the Blood Escape Technique, and flew towards the Prison Immortal Tower at the fastest speed.

And the others didn't have time to pay attention to the movements of the Xiao Pavilion Lord, because the next moment Li Qing slapped the Lin Lou Lord to death, he flashed directly in front of them at a speed that they couldn't see clearly.

When they reflected, one by one, they had been controlled by Li Qing with the object control technique, and they couldn't move.

In an instant, the faces of these people were filled with horror and horror.

At this time, a thought welled up in their minds that made them cold and they couldn't believe it.

The group of Mahayana monks of the Badao should have been exterminated by this purple coffin inheritor, right?

The next moment when this thought appeared on their minds, Li Qing said coldly, "You can see the people in the corpse mansion?"

As soon as Li Qing's words came out, the corner of the monk's eyes twitched.

He finally knew why the twenty-seven Mahayana Hidden Elders of the Corpse Mansion had to look at them with a strange smile on their faces when they entered the Prison Immortal Pagoda.

Because the twenty-seven hidden elders of the Mahayana period in the corpse mansion were not forced into the Prison Immortal Pagoda by them at all, but they knew that the purple coffin inheritor in front of them was not something they could deal with at all.

The Immortal Pagoda.....

They went in completely voluntarily......

And these people were taken into the ditch by the twenty-seven hidden elders of the corpse mansion.

After figuring out all this, the monk was immediately surged with qi and blood, and a puff of blood mist erupted.

"The old monk calculates others all day long, but today he was calculated by you twenty-seven old things!"

After he finished muttering this sentence with dark eyes, he raised his head sharply, looked directly at Li Qing with a cold gaze, gritted his teeth and said, "If the old monk tells you the whereabouts of the elders of the corpse mansion, can you spare the old monk's life?"

Li Qing nodded slowly when he heard this, and said expressionlessly: "Yes!"

"Good!"

The old monk suddenly burst into a shout, and said in a hoarse voice: "They are in the Prison Immortal Tower!"

Li Qing raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and sneered: "They will also find a place!"

"As for you ....."

As he spoke, he looked around at the monks in front of him who didn't say a word, and his eyes flashed with blue light.

Rumble!

Suddenly, a sea of cyan fire appeared at the feet of these people!

In just an instant, these forty or fifty Mahayana monks were reduced to ashes in the divine fire of the Shangqing Divine Flame.

Li Qing looked at these people who were burned to ashes in an instant in the sea of fire, and finished the second half of the sentence lightly.

"Let's die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a breeze blew and scattered the ashes of those people.

Seeing that there were more than forty Mahayana periods, he couldn't even resist at all, and after being burned to ashes by Li Qing, the old monk's face instantly turned like white paper.

You must know that these people are all the heads, elders, and sects of all sects and sects in the Prison Immortal Realm, and they almost represent the highest combat power in the Prison Immortal Realm! As a result, in the hands of the inheritor of this purple coffin, they have no power to resist, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered!

While frightened, he also scolded the people in the corpse mansion in his heart.

That damn corpse house, why would he offend such a zombie who doesn't even know the strength of the realm!

It's just a matter of offending, why drag them into the water!

After thinking of this, he took a deep breath, put a low-level smile on his face, and said in fear: "This lord, the old monk is willing to belong to you!

Li Qing, who was already about to strangle him, smiled after hearing this, and then directly called Jiang Fei out of the purple coffin.

The next moment, he saw Jiang Fei, dressed in a green shirt and burly body, appear beside him out of thin air.

"Lord!"

As soon as Jiang Fei appeared, he made an urn and angrily bowed his hand to Li Qing.

Li Qing nodded lightly, then raised his hand and pointed at the old monk in front of him, and said, "Jiang Fei, this old monk said that he wanted to pour tea and water for this seat to make a small house, what do you think?"

Jiang Fei glared instantly when he heard this, then glanced at the old monk with a sneer, strode into the void and walked to the old monk's side, and said coldly with his fangs exposed: "You dare to rob even a certain job?"

As he spoke, he slapped his palm on the top of the old monk's head.

At that moment, he only heard a bang, and the old monk's head was slapped in the stomach by him.

After doing all this, he returned to Li Qing's side, and said angrily: "If the lord gives an order, serve tea and pour water, his subordinates will never say anything!"

"Uh-huh....."

Li Qing nodded slowly, put him into the purple coffin, then glanced at the falling corpse, left here with a sneer, and flew towards the Prison Immortal Pagoda in the distance.

And at this time, the pavilion master surnamed Xiao of the Heavenly Pavilion's Yahai Pavilion finally fell under the stone tablet of the Prison Immortal Tower with a pale face.

He glanced back at the night sky behind him weakly, then clutched his chest and staggered into the first floor of the Prison Immortal Tower.