The master of the stone castle has appeared!

Without thinking about it, such a thought instantly appeared in Wang Yan's mind.

And what came to mind faster than the thoughts in his mind were his almost instinctive movements.

Brush!

The gray smoke around him rolled wildly at this moment, and wisps of clouds and mist swirled around Wang Yan's body, vaguely as if they were about to turn into countless sword blades that rose into the sky.

And almost at the moment when the blades of the countless gray mist condensed and appeared.

Wang Shen suddenly had an extreme sense of horror, under this sense of horror, he actually had a kind of trembling from the heart, and without hesitation, the blades of countless gray mist around him, at this moment, love you burst out with an incomparable sharp intent, and slashed down towards the void.

Whew!

As if some invisible silk thread had been cut off, something seemed to break in the void, and most of the intense horror disappeared in an instant, but Wang Shen could still feel that there were invisible devils around him, secretly absorbing his life essence, trying to absorb him into a shriveled old man and lose all his life energy!

"Slash me!"

With a roar of rage, the gray clouds around Wang Shen seemed to boil.

The sword intent in his body was almost the size of the last grain of rice, and Wang Yan's current Dao comprehension had reached an astonishing point.

At this moment, the power of divine consciousness spread, the Dao appeared, and the gray clouds and mist around seemed to have turned into a weapon in Wang Ash's hand, driven by Wang Ash, and turned into countless sharp swords under Wang Ash's control, as if they were boiling, and slashed down in all directions!

Whoop!

A series of sneering sounds sounded in the void, like an invisible silk thread breaking, and the surrounding clouds and mist rolled and boiled, and there seemed to be a faint vast roar coming from the depths of the clouds.

"It worked!" Wang Yan's eyes flashed, and after this time, he clearly sensed that the terrifying aura in the void around him finally completely dissipated with this sword slash, and there was no longer any breath.

It's just that Wang Yan didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

Because he knows very well in his heart that the real boss behind the scenes, the master of the stone castle, has not really made a move!

The gray mist gathered around Wang Ash's body, condensed into a series of sharp blades, and surrounded Wang Ash's body, as if it was a guard guarding the emperor, surrounding Wang Ember in it, so sharp that it seemed to wrap the breath of everything that tore everything around Wang Ash's body.

However, Wang Yan's complexion was not at all relaxed, and some were just boundless solemnity!

He stared at the swirling mist whirlpool in front of him, his nerves were already tense to the extreme, once there was any change in the whirlpool of mist, he would not hesitate to respond!

However, he still underestimated the strength of the master of the stone castle.

The vortex of mist, which was still spinning rapidly, was stared at by Wang Yan's eyes without blinking, but suddenly there was an almost transparent palm that stretched out from the vortex.

The palm was dry and transparent, not like a human palm, with six fingers, covered with dense hair, silently passing through the whirlpool, the movement seemed to be extremely slow, but in fact it was as fast as lightning, and it was swiftly grabbing Wang Yan.

Everywhere he passed, the void rippled, and the palm of his hand seemed to be tearing at time and space, and there was a familiar fluctuation in the palm that seemed to corrode life and suddenly spread, but just as he was about to grab Wang Ash, the blades of weapons around Wang Ash also moved at the same time.

Whew!

The sharp and boundless mist blade, with a single movement, also moved like thunder, and easily cut off the palm that was grabbing Wang Yan, which made Wang Shen feel a little surprised.

The owner of this stone castle is so weak? It seems to be huge, but the palm of the hand is so fragile that it can be easily cut off by itself?

Could it be that the owner of this stone castle is just a commodity from the outside, just stronger than making those weird creations, and his own strength is extremely poor?

Between the lightning and flint, many thoughts flashed through Wang Yan's mind, but he felt that it was unlikely, this stone castle master was a strong man who could create so many powerful creations, and even had such a strange ability that was enough to corrode the life essence of others, how could he be a weak person?

Whoop!

Almost as soon as such an idea appeared in Wang Yan's heart, everything that happened next confirmed Wang Yan's thoughts.

A large number of wind-breaking sounds sounded, and in the vortex of mist, one palm after another poked out of the vortex, each palm looked different, some had six fingers, some had only four fingers, some had dense hair, some had no flesh and blood, just a dry skeleton, and some didn't even have distinct fingers, only a palm.

However, no matter how different the appearance of each palm is, that palm has the same thing in common.

That is, on the palms of those hands, there is a rich strange aura, and the Tao is pervasive, as if it wants to absorb and corrode all the life essence between heaven and earth, and turn it into a corrupt breath of death!

The overwhelming weird Dao was filled with aura, even if it was Wang Yan, his complexion changed again at this moment.

Drink!

With a loud click, the sword blades around Wang Yan's body that were transformed from gray mist also rioted at this moment.

Wang Ember hooked the sword intent in his body, and the blades transformed by the gray mist faintly seemed to burst out with a sky-high sword light at this moment, as if the gray mist condensed into a substantial sword blade at this moment, and slashed down towards the densely protruding palm.

Whoop!

Although the palm was dense, it was as fragile as the first palm, just the moment it touched the blade turned by the mist, it was like hitting the tofu of a sharp kitchen knife, and it was easily cut off, but the strange rules that swirled around the palm of the hand were not cut off under the slash of the fog blade, but with the severed palms, they actually converged around Wang Yan's body, and turned into a large net composed of gray mist in the blink of an eye. The extremely dense power of the strange Dao was frantically diffused at this moment, as if it had turned into invisible insects, trying to burrow into Wang Ash's body and eat away at Wang Ash's body and soul.

"Fire!"

At this moment, Wang Yan suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out a roar.

The moment this roar sounded, a large amount of pitch-black flames suddenly surged out from under his skin, quickly merging into this formless void, merging with the blade that had turned into mist.

In the mist, a pitch-black flame burned, and the pitch-black flames on the blades of the sword swaggered, as if they were burning flags.

In the next moment, a torrent of flames and sword intent suddenly surged out in all directions!

Rumble!

It was as if a bomb had exploded in the three-story space of this stone castle, and the sharp and boundless sword intent was mixed with the flames, swaggering out in all directions, as if with an indomitable aura, wanting to cut everything in its way.

The strange path had completely dissipated into the void, and there was no more waves, the whirlpool was still spinning, but there was no previous palm sticking out, as if the stone castle master's methods had been completely broken by Wang Ember, and there was no other means left.

There was a large amount of pitch-black flames around Wang Ash, like a torrent after freezing, and behind him, along with the sword blades condensed by the mist, it seemed to be burning wings, surrounding Wang Ash's back.

This is now the embodiment of the sword intent that Wang Ember comprehended, and now Wang Ember is only one step away from truly stepping into the realm of delusion, and he is only one step away from being truly true, only one step away from piercing that layer of window paper.

After digesting the sword intent in his body, the fragments of the Dao rules contained in the sword intent had already made Wang Yan's Dao rule comprehension reach an unprecedented height.

Now the sword blade turned by the mist behind him is now the entity of Wang Ember Dao's comprehension, and it is also the physical embodiment of Wang Ember's sword intent today.

"This time...... I'm going to at least see you for what you really are! ”

Looking at the whirlpool in front of him that seemed to be unchanged for eternity, Wang Yan whispered, his face was still solemn, but his feet suddenly stepped out one step, and one step completely came to the whirlpool, and between raising his hand, the divine fire gathered on his arm, and with one punch, it was like a flying fire meteor, smashing into the swirling mist vortex in front of him.

Call!

The fist only approached the swirling mist vortex, and the mist vortex seemed to be ignited, and the entire rotating mist vortex was already blazing, and a large number of black flames were enveloping the entire mist vortex in it, and the momentum was huge.

However, when Wang Yan's fist, which looked like a flying fire meteor, was about to touch the whirlpool, in the whirlpool that burned with a large amount of pitch-black flames like a lit curtain, a palm suddenly stretched out.

It was a palm as smooth as jade, slender and slender, extremely beautiful, but lifeless, the moment that palm appeared, the crazy burning black flame suddenly dissipated, and even the flame on Wang Yan's fist also dissipated at this moment.

Immediately, in Wang Yan's suddenly constricted pupils, he saw a face appear in the mist that had silently stopped spinning and gradually dissipated.

It was a face that was extremely beautiful, so beautiful that it was suffocating, and it was not an exaggeration to describe it as a country and a city.

It's just that there is a thick hollow on that face, and the eyes are closed, like a lifeless puppet.

Brush!

Suddenly, above the face of that beautiful woman, her eyes suddenly opened.

Rumble!

The moment he met those eyes, Wang Yan's brain seemed to explode at this moment, and an extreme fear instantly permeated Wang Yan's heart.

However, when the extreme fear in his heart appeared, Wang Ember suddenly retreated under his feet, extremely fast, and even the woman who appeared in the mist could not stop Wang Ember's steps, so that Wang Ember quickly disappeared on top of the three-story stone castle.

Some people died, but not completely......