For the cultivators of the Seven Realms, all the battles that took place within the confines of this prison were not far away.

All the Seven Realms Grandmasters felt Du Hongtan's death.

Du Qingli's breathing instantly became short, and he looked at the white mountains and water in the layers of water and shouted, "Don't think that you will be able to leave here in the end..."

"I know. ”

But his shouting was interrupted by Bai Shan's faint voice, "When the Starfire Talisman is destroyed, some substituted mechanisms and talismans will naturally replace their roles, and many prohibitions will be reactivated." But we still have half a cup of tea... Don't forget that there are people who know more about this prison than you do. ”

Du Qingli stopped talking.

He panicked inexplicably.

......

The crimson sword was filled with a terrifying aura, tearing at the dark aura of the prison with recklessness.

"Have you figured out what the price to pay?"

Lin Boiled Wine stood on the boiling water, the crimson light condensed on his face, like a crimson mask, bewitching and beautiful.

Shin Xuan also stopped talking.

In the gloomy water below Lin Boiled Wine, a huge sword shadow appeared.

With Shen Xuan's outstretched hand, a terrifying sword intent broke through the water, pouring up endlessly.

Lin boiled wine out of the sword.

A crimson and strange sword light only flickered, and all the water beneath him vanished.

Shen Xuan's body flew out upside down, along the road behind him, with a strong wind for a moment, and he didn't know where he was shaken back.

An arm was left in the air in front of Lin Boiled Wine.

This arm stayed in the air for a breath before it turned into a mist of blood, and was sucked into Lin Zhujiu's sword.

"Just one arm sacrificed my sword, and the price is too small. ”

A sword broke one of Shen Xuan's arms, which was feared by countless people in Changling, but Lin Zhujiu didn't seem to be satisfied.

He shook his head, slashing his sword at the wall leading to the cell beside him.

The extremely thick walls of dark iron were cut through like paper.

He wore it.

In the center of the water dungeon, there was a cultivator who was also very young compared to him.

This cultivator is Li Yunrui, who also made Shen Xuan helpless.

Lin Zhujiu swung his sword and easily cut off everything that pierced into Li Yunrui's body, helped him up with one hand, and then walked to the third cell, and after cutting through the wall again, the crimson sword in his hand spread out like a sheath, divided into many streams, and returned to his body.

Then he also set up Zhang 15, nodded at Zhang 15, who was so excited and moved that he couldn't speak, and said, "Let's go." ”

......

When Shen Xuan's sword qi shattered into the wind and gushed out from the depths of the Great Floating Water Prison, it meant that the time had come.

Bai Shanshui smiled faintly, and said to Du Qingli seriously: "Even an apprentice is still like this, and the destruction of the three dynasties in the past is not unjust." ”

As she said this, her body seemed to be blown up by the wind in the corridor and floated out.

Du Qingli didn't make a move.

Because at this time, the soft blisters that wrapped Bai Shanshui were still there, and it was impossible for his sword intent to break through.

The other most crucial reason is that Bai Shanshui's words made him feel more fear.

He also knew how terrible that person was back then.

The plans made by that man are interlocking and never fail.

Bai Shanshui's body flew upside down from the prison.

The layers of crystal water bubbles reflect countless rainbows in the sun, and they are extremely beautiful.

There was a trace of strange emotion in the eyes of the general of the Tanglin Army led by him, but he did not hesitate in the slightest in his shouting.

In an instant, countless sharp qi broke through the air.

Countless sword lights and sharp rays of cold metal slammed into the crystal blisters outside Bai Shanshui's body.

However, there was a burst of unbelievable gasps.

These swords, talismans, and arrows still failed to pierce these crystal blisters, but instead pushed them into the air.

The water bubbles that shone with a rainbow turned into transparent droplets in their sight.

A rain fell.

In the dense crystal rain line, the sound of the white landscape water was lost, but there was a faint indulgent and joyful singing voice into their ears: "My generation likes to learn swords, and I have lived in Hantan for ten years..."

Many of the imperial envoys in the Tanglin Army were cultivators who had lost their goals, staring blankly at the splash on the broken armor of the general in front of them, and watching the waves of water generated by their flying swords flying in the air, and quickly fell silent.

Although they are enemies, they can't help but admire the heroism of Bai Shanshui.

In their impressions, they don't know how many of the heroic and blood-boiling cultivators of Changling in the past.

However, with the disappearance of those people, this heroic and blood-boiling cultivator seems to have disappeared, or rather, it is not on their side.

......

The figure of the Castle of Mercy walks with the wind.

His old figure was like a stone thrown from a catapult on a corner tower, throwing it from one corner tower to another, straight through the city.

At this point, he raised his head.

He was still some distance away from the Great Floating Water Prison, at least he couldn't pose any threat to Bai Shanshui and the others.

However, he had already sensed Bai Shanshui's departure.

He was one step too late.

If he just didn't know the location of Bai Shanshui's shot last night, but at this time, the queen mother in the deep palace had already predicted that something like this would happen in the big floating water prison, how could he take a step at night?

His brow furrowed deeply.

He couldn't understand it.

......

Even more incomprehensible than the Moshou City was the black cavalry that rushed out of the old mausoleum on the eastern outskirts of Changling.

The black cavalry, both on horses and on horseback, wore black armor, the surface of which was covered with star-like runes, and even the masks had invisible vents.

This man and horse are extremely heavy, but the horse's hooves never hit the ground during the run, and they also ride against the wind.

This means that every sergeant on the horse is a cultivator, and the realm is not low.

It's like an army coming out of the Netherworld.

This army was also the undisputed strongest army of the Great Qin Dynasty.

However, the army, which seemed to have nothing to stop, came to a halt with the stretch of the hand of one of the first generals.

The general, who had been hanging his head, looked up.

The armor on his body was also black, but the mask was made of white gold, so that it looked extremely cold and weird.

The staggered dual swords on his back revealed a trace of murderous intent that was extremely cold at this time.

On the mountain road ahead, between the inexplicable clouds and mist, an unbelievable exclamation came out, "General Bai?"

"Guo Dongshan?"

The general let out an unsympathetic voice.

A cultivator who was standing on a sword light flew out of the mist, he looked at this general and this strongest army of Great Qin in disbelief, and said, "What's going on?"

......

A huge army moved through the wilderness as one.

This army has a tiger and wolf spirit, and it is half of it that is the tiger and wolf northern army led by Liang Lian before, and the other half is the tiger and wolf southern army led by General Xie Jiuyan.

General Liang Lian was assassinated in the battle, which was a shame that was difficult to wash away for all the armies of the Great Qin Dynasty, especially the Tiger and Wolf Northern Army.

So at the moment this army is in a hurry.

They wanted to get to the dungeon as soon as possible in order to complete the mission of Bufu.

However, just when Guo Dongshan, who was supposed to go to the Great Floating Water Prison, intercepted the Killing God Army, the eyes of everyone in the Tiger Wolf Northern Army showed extremely angry and desperate looks.

They saw a familiar storm, and then felt a biting chill.

At the end of summer, autumn is coming.

At this time, they were greeted by a snowstorm that had swept the northern army of tigers and wolves.

An iron-like figure let out a loud roar, and this general was Xie Jiuyan.

He wears soft black leather armor and a long black cloak behind him.

As he forced his way through the storm, the black leather armor on his body and the black cloak behind him were all frozen with ice.

The general's feet shook, and the ice cracked and fell to the ground.

However, when he looked around, there was no longer the figure of the eldest grandson Qianxue.