The Six Gods Sword Technique can only produce six real Six God Flying Knives at the same time, and the power is the highest.

However, the sect guards the bag, and over the years, the second-layer flying knives cultivated by the Yuan Shen are still dozens of giants.

These immortal-level cultivators trapped here in front of him are not worth it, using the true sword of the six gods.

The shadow of the knife flashed, and in the distance were six immortal-level spirit masters, who were pierced through the brain.

At this time, the nameless sword light suddenly shrank and condensed, and converged within ten zhang of Zong Shou's side.

The Yin of Yuan Yi!

Within ten zhang, I don't break the sword domain!

The sword light slashed out, almost silently. But when the light and shadow are everywhere, everything that hits the sky is cut off and repelled by this sword.

Every clang, every collision. All make the sword accumulated, and it is even more powerful.

When the Heaven Devouring Yuan Transformation Technique, the transformation and accumulation were to the extreme, and the sword light of Zong Shou changed again.

The sun of Yuanyi!

No one can be the point of the sword!

Thousands of sword shadows, like the heavenly river rolling upside down, rushed forward.

Layers of sword light drowned everything in an instant.

The immortal-level cultivators on the opposite side were all stunned and frightened.

Then the next moment, he was slashed into countless pieces by this vast sword shadow, like Ling Chi. Clusters of blood mist exploded, and under the repeated sword power agitation and cutting, they turned into flesh and blood.

With this sword alone, he guarded the sect in front of him, and more than ten immortal-level martial arts cultivators were all killed.

At this time, it was only a hundred feet away from the tower, close at hand, and there was no one to hinder it.

Inside the sleeve of the sect, at this time, dozens of silver-white lights and shadows dispersed, attacking in all directions.

It was Han Xi and the thirty-six soldier ants under his command. It's all as fast as light, and it's incredibly fast!

Everywhere he passed, there were also flashes of blood.

Han Xi at this time. With its own combat power, it can already steadily surpass the peak of the ordinary immortal rank.

And his subordinates, those Holy Flame Soldiers and Ants, accompanied the tribulation, although they did not step into the spiritual realm, their strength could also fight beyond the ranks.

The same mind, the cooperation between each other, is far from being comparable to these fairyland monks who are locked by the stone platform.

In just an instant, there were more than ten immortal ranks. Directly beheaded and fell.

The faces of the remaining prisoners here all showed a bit of horror and jealousy.

When the sect guard released these holy fire silver ants, he didn't pay attention to them anymore. The figure flashed, and it went straight to the tall tower in the distance.

Void Step. The figure flashed. Then I heard it inside, and shouted angrily: "Bold!"

With the sound came, it was a flail burning with pale fire, and more than a dozen iron balls at the end. Sideways to the air.

The flames of the burning sky passed through, causing a trace of black streaks to appear between heaven and earth.

Zong Shou raised his eyebrows. Then he sneered.

This Burning Sky Fire is very good, in this death prison, it is enough to compete with a Divine Realm monk who is not from the Lu family.

However, in his eyes, it is nothing more than that. Whether it's the power of the bloodline, or its own strength. He is too far behind.

It's still a foot down, and it's a bang. Shatter all those chain shadow iron balls. and all the pale fires were extinguished. In its place, there was a thousand thunderous fires and pitch-black flames of the sect.

Immediately after, it was followed by a second volley. It's time for energy. The spirit array here was instantly shattered under strong pressure. And the upper level of the tower. was also directly kicked over and forcibly cut off.

"Divine mirror? isn't it—"

The voice was terrified, and a figure flew out of the tower. Hurried to the bottom of the abyss, and galloped away.

Zong Shou sneered and did not stop him. However, his sleeve was a ball of firelight rushing out, and the volley turned into the shape of a unicorn. With a sharp bite, he bit and captured the person who wanted to escape. Then he was triumphant, holding the 'prisoner of war' in his mouth and sending it to Zong Shou's eyes. His demeanor was like that of a cat that had caught a mouse and flattered its owner.

Zong Shou smiled and patted Xiao Ri's head, then looked back behind him.

From the time he showed up to make a move, to the capture of this person, it was only five breaths.

And on the 100 stone platforms, there are more than 50 people, entangled with Han Xi and his subordinates.

After the initial surprise, it was already a little difficult for Han Xi and those soldiers to take the lives of these people again. However, these immortal-level cultivators are also extremely hard to support.

Zong Shou's eyes flashed, and killing intent appeared. But not far away, Lu Wuxian spoke.

"The king is slow, please be merciful!"

Zong Shou let out a 'hmm', and the sword momentum that was about to be launched was slightly constricted. Then, with a little surprise, looking at Lu Wuxi, there was a doubt in my heart.

Lu Wuzhi did not delay, and immediately explained: "Most of these monks are ruined, and they only want to get out of the death prison as soon as possible. They are poor people, but they are also usable people to the king. Under the command of the minister, although there are nearly 10,000 iron horsemen, there is a lack of high-level Taoist soldiers. Aren't these people just right? Master, although his injuries have not healed. However, with a spiritual method, it can still fight against the Supreme Realm. With them to help, it doesn't take too much effort to take them out. ”

He also said: "Most of these monks have a deep enmity with the Lu family, and their temperament is unruly. Before being sent to death prison, most of them were heroes and would not be willing to be subservient. If you are willing to swear by your soul, follow the king, and be willing to be banned, it is naturally better. If not, you can also wash away your memories in a secret way. Otherwise, if they want to return to the Lu family in the future and take charge of the Burning Sky Holy Court, these people will be a hidden danger-"

The previous words were to explain to Zong Shou and persuade him to stop. The words that followed, the real object, were those immortal-level monks on the stone platform,

Zong Shou's eyes also flashed slightly, and he was contemplative.

Dao soldiers?

Under his command, there is now more than just a shortage of spiritual realm monks. Immortal level cultivators, there is no one.

High-end combat power is indeed lacking. It's okay at this time, but if it goes on for a long time, it will definitely be inappropriate.

Especially when the spiritual tide of the cloud realm rose and many strong monks returned.

It's just that these people are not only strong in cultivation, but also not weak in their own strength. It was only because of the weakness of qi and blood, and because he was restricted by the stone platform, that under his sword, he looked so unbearable.

Out of the death prison, no matter where you put it, you will be co-opted by many forces, and you will be treated as a guest and respected.

Are you really willing to be a Taoist soldier of his sect?

It's just that in other forms, not prohibited, not vows, and unwilling to be sacrificed by him.

He guarded it, and he really couldn't rest assured.

It's not about morality, it's really unbelievable. I didn't want to use all my strength to bring these out of the Nine Absolute Death Prisons, but I was stabbed in the back.

He is not a good person, these people are trapped here for their own reasons, and most of them are not good people.

Why should he waste that strength to rescue these monks?

As for what Lu Wuxian said, when he returned to the Lu family and took charge of the Burning Sky Holy Court, he didn't take it to heart when he entered his right ear and left ear.

At this time, the faces of those immortal-level monks on the stone platform were also uncertain.

Looking at Zong Shou worriedly, knowing that his life was already within the snap of his fingers, even the thought of punishing more than ten immortal-level cultivators.

The rest of the dozen or so people, listening to Lu Wu's words, their faces have changed slightly, and they already have the color of intention, and they are hesitant.

Especially when I heard the word 'Zhijing', more than 50 people flashed with a glint on their faces.

For Lu Wuxi's next few words, it was also surprising that he remained silent.

No one was angry, no one resisted, they were all lost in thought.

Zong Shou tried every possible way, but it was difficult to decide. glanced at the people below again, and then the corners of his lips twitched, and he put away his sword.

As Lu Wuxian said, these people are indeed usable people for him.

Under this hell of death, year after year. On the one hand, these monks' minds have been trained to be extremely strong. On the one hand, he has no ability to resist the temptation to escape from death prison and untie his chains.

As long as they can get out, they are afraid of any price, and these monks are willing to pay.

The nameless sword returned to his sleeve, and even Hanxi and the dozens of soldier ants were also recovered.

For the monks below, ignore it for the time being. Instead, he grabbed and grabbed it with one hand, the peak cultivator of the Lu family's immortal realm who escaped from the tower.

"Lonely question, would you like to answer?"

asked a question, but saw that this person was clenching his teeth, his eyes were resentful and hateful, and he looked at him like a poisonous snake.

Although he was embarrassed, his eyes were quite determined.

As soon as the sect guards looked, they knew the ordinary law, and they must not make it speak.

So he stopped talking nonsense, and he didn't want to waste time to ask.

Hold down the person's head with one hand, and directly use the method of soul searching to forcibly search the person's memory.

The man's soul was terrified and frantically struggling. While desperately stopping his thoughts, he also tried his best to destroy all his memories.

But it is not as fast as Zongshou, and a trace of the power of Buddhism's faith and wish is pouring in, and it has the ability to suppress and repair.

"It turned out to be called Lu Shuo, a good name! I haven't had time to send a message—"

Zong Shou's heart was even calmer.

He had expected that the tower had been torn apart. At that time, it was also the time when Lu said that he wanted to inform the death prison guards of this matter.

It was not only the Tower Spirit Array that was destroyed, but also this person, the means of reporting to several Lu Family Venerables,

But at this time, what he cared about most was not these, but Zong Weiran-

did not kill immediately, but chose to capture this one, which was originally to get the news of Zong Weiran from this mouth.

"Sure enough, I came!"

Zong Shou was at a loss for a while, in this person's memory. It was a bewitching and mighty, god-like man who forced his way through here.

No one can stop him from flicking even one in ten million, but the sinners here are either dead or injured.

The search continued, but there was no memory of Zong Weiran. This one knows very little about the fifth layer.

After a while, this person's soul gradually wore out. Zong Shou tried his best to maintain it, but it was useless, and it finally collapsed.

In Zong Shou's eyes, the suspicion was even stronger.

His father, it seems, had really come to this death prison. So at this time, where is Zong Weiran, he escaped from death prison. Or are you trapped below the sixth layer?

Looking down again, Zong Shou felt a slight headache. These immortal-level cultivators also need to think of a proper way to deal with them.