The night was dark, and because of the formation, the inside of the mountain peak was dark, and it was not very real. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info but Xu Feng could still feel a kind of grief and anger permeating the surroundings.

The third senior brother was persuading himself to leave quickly, the fourth senior brother seemed to be cursing, Wang Debang excitedly smashed his fists in the prison, and the fierce Zhenyuan shook the void in the cage out of the Dao ripples.

Those prisons are real prisons, black peaks several zhang square, which become a prison alone, and a cave with a length and width of one zhang is dug out of the belly of the mountain, and the prisoners can only move in this small space within a square circle.

The strange thing is that these hollowed-out peaks have not been closed. At the entrance of each cave there were just a few swarthy stumps and branches.

These black stakes of varying thickness and length seemed to be haphazardly piled up at the entrance of the cave, reaching only the waist of the prisoner, as if they could be walked out of the prison with a single step.

Xu Feng landed his divine consciousness on those incomparably chaotic, as if they were growing from the ground, but in an instant, a complicated and incomprehensible thought, like the invasion of ten thousand swords, made waves in the sea of consciousness.

"Strange!"

Those pitch-black branches seemed to know that Xu Feng was hostile to them, and the formation attached to them was instantly activated, and the black branches grew rapidly like life, and in a moment, they were about to seal the cave.

Xu Feng's heart was shocked, and he hurriedly moved his thoughts away, keeping a distance from the mountain peaks and those messy wooden stakes.

In some seemingly simple, like random piles of messy wood, it is so terrifying, let alone the true Yuan Shen Thought, even the sound can't pass through. The inside of the mountain and the outside of the mountain seem to be two worlds at all, you can't touch them, you can't communicate with them, you can only see each other, like an illusion.

Xu Feng's divine thoughts receded, and those chaotic trees seemed to sense the disappearance of the threat, and quickly returned to their original appearance.

Xu Feng only noticed at this time that in the other two cages, the mottled scars on the arms of the fourth senior brother Sun Yimao and Wang Debang, as well as dripping blood.

They must have done something with the mess, but it didn't work.

"I won't leave," Xu Feng said to the third senior brother in the prison.

Knowing that persuasion was useless, facing the resolute color in Xu Feng's eyes, the third senior brother couldn't help but feel hot in his heart.

The third senior brother, Meng Gu, slowly took two steps back in the prison with a radius of only one zhang, and then hung his fists on his waist.

Like Master Zhao Xiaohong, Meng Gu cultivates his fists and takes the same fierce path. In an instant, a pair of iron fists were draped in true yuan, and the streamers were shining.

Xu Feng looked at the cage, it turned out that the third senior brother was using a special way to pass on information to himself.

The true yuan condensed by the fist, driven by the martial arts moves, rotated rapidly, and the red light that flowed like iron fire was accurately condensed into seal characters in the dark cage!

With the true yuan as the ink, the void as the paper, and the iron fist as the pen, one by one the colorful handwriting appeared in the dark cave, and then look at the fists, which have danced into two red meteors.

No matter how majestic and agitated the true yuan was, it always meticulously condensed in the air according to the intention of the senior brother, turned into fonts, and carefully kept a distance from those wooden stakes. The third senior brother is loyal and has strict laws, and even the words smashed out of his fist are all in order, as if they were really written on paper one by one.

Xu Feng sighed, sure enough, it is three thousand avenues, and there are thousands of wonderful methods!

One by one, the handwriting emerged to form a sentence - "The staker, the cage also." The formation of the cage is born from the heart, the heart moves at will, and the formation grows and disappears, fourteenth brother, don't attack it!"

Xu Feng looked at the dim handwriting and nodded. Then he made a knife with his hand and made a chopping action in the air, which means that this cage can be cracked.

The third senior brother shook his head slightly, and the true yuan rose again-"Unless it is the realm of creation, there is no way to crack it!"

The creator, the creation of heaven and earth, has been beyond the law of heaven and earth, so naturally it can not be constrained by the cage, and these wooden stakes have become real wooden stakes.

Xu Feng was silent.

The third senior brother's fist did not stop, and the handwriting appeared again: "Senior brother was also imprisoned in the back mountain for saving me and others!"

Yes!

Before coming to the Burning Star Tower, Xu Feng had already inquired about the news in the sect, so the two of them went straight to the star map array in the back mountain, but the changes in the senior brother were not known.

With the cultivation and status of the senior brother in the sect, he was also imprisoned, what kind of situation will the master be, and what kind of fierce battle has been set off in the sect!

The words "Houshan" gradually disappeared in the void, and Xu Feng's figure had disappeared from the same place.

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The imprisoned third senior brother looked gloomy, not knowing what the consequences of telling Xu Feng the news would be.

Countless pinnacles were speeding around Xu Feng, the streamer in the large array became brighter, and Xu Feng, dressed in black, was like a flying boat traveling through the galaxy, heading towards the back of the star map array.

Half of the time has passed, Xuan Peipei's phoenix eyes are slightly closed, and the true Yuan Divine Thoughts in her body are constantly depleting and declining.

The True Yuan and Divine Thoughts that opened this great array were like a huge ball full of brilliance. But the person holding up this huge ball covering a radius of dozens of miles was the thin figure on the rock.

Sitting cross-legged on top of the boulder, as if all the weight had gathered a little, and then pressed here, under Xuan Peipei, the craggy boulder seemed to be unable to withstand such a huge pressure. Countless tiny cobwebs appear on the solid granite boulders, forming fine dark lines.

Passing over countless lonely peaks, Xu Feng found that the prison behind him became more and more huge, from a stone peak with a radius of more than a dozen zhang to a huge peak with a radius of hundreds of zhang behind. These solitary peaks, which pierce the sky, are densely covered with the earth, all of them are dark in color, and they are covered with all kinds of vegetation except for stones and stones, unlike real peaks.

Listen closely, there seem to be all kinds of strange sounds sounding inside those stone peaks. Some are trickling water, some are fierce winds and flames, and the terrible howls echo between the giant peaks, it is a scene of hell.

In the past, Xu Feng had not been to this place so deeply, and the observation of the large array was also to speculate and watch on the periphery, because the inside of the star map large array was a forbidden area of the sect.

It has all the gloom of a normal prison, and what is even more peculiar is that there is nothing superfluous except the cold, sharp rocks and sinners imprisoned for eternity, and a natural coldness brings this place closer to the fabled hell.

Xu Feng didn't care about taking a closer look, but he also knew that these prisons were probably held by some prisoners who had committed crimes, probably too long, some stone pinnacles had lost their sharp edges and corners, and were carved into a mellow appearance by the mountain wind, and some prisoners with pale faces saw someone flying in front of the mountain peak, their hands stretched out from the cracks in the stones, and let out crazy cheers.

Xu Feng noticed that these prisons did not use the Fan Cage Formation as a portal, and various voices could be heard from the prisons.

"It seems that this Fan Cage Formation is prepared for our brothers!" Xu Feng said secretly.

Several large peaks at the end of the back mountain appeared in front of his eyes. Three of the peaks had been bombarded into ruins, and the terrifying rocks had collapsed to the ground, and the largest mountain in the middle, a slightly gloomy cage, a thin figure stood impressively.

Xu Feng felt a burst of excitement in his heart, that emaciated figure, slightly hunchbacked, was the senior brother!