"Joke!" Juque's majestic voice was like a dragon roaring and a lion's roar, just two words came out of his mouth, and the huge spirit yuan that surged out stirred up the waves in the sea area, and the huge waves crashed into the sky.

"Dare you say it again, believe it or not, I killed this ant. His proud nature made him unable to comprehend Juque's attitude at this time.

They are one of the people standing at the top of the Xuanyin world.

They are as blazing as the bright, and their lifespan is endless, and they are immortal.

They are high above them, and time has no meaning for them.

The Dragon Venerable didn't believe that Juque would turn against the dragon clan because of the ant in his hand.

But he was wrong, the fault was that he judged the other party by his thinking, and the fault was that he was facing Juque.

Just like the body of Juque, the Holy Sword of Juque.

Blunt and heavy, extremely hard, engraved with four words 'the supreme in the world'.

Just like what the Desolate Saint Emperor Jun hoped for when he cast Juque, it has the meaning of calming the world and carrying all souls.

Although Juque didn't know anything about Mo Chen, he didn't even know that there was such a disciple.

But even so, Mochen is also a member of the emperor's family.

That's all there is to it.

"You can give it a try. Juque's eyes narrowed slightly, and the whole person exuded a momentum like a mountain, at this moment, he seemed to be a demon body cast from steel, and a giant who penetrated the sky and the earth, "The little baby is dead, and the mountain will not fall!"

"Boom!"

Another majestic force bloomed, and suddenly erupted like a roar of the angry sea.

The surrounding sea exploded one after another, and a large amount of seawater was sucked into the sky by the surging aura, forming dozens of violent tornadoes that pierced through the heavens and the earth.

Yanxia didn't speak, and stood quietly beside Juque, the power of the two that defied all spirits intertwined and merged, gradually merging together, forming a curtain of light that covered the sky.

She smiled freely, and with a flick of her fingers, a large amount of sea water rolled over the sky, like a living creature with consciousness and life, gathering bigger and bigger, forming a huge balloon of water, suspended above the side crack of Buzhou Mountain.

It was an extremely compressed balloon of water, weighing hundreds of millions of tons, and the entire sea level had dropped by more than a few feet.

Then, Yanxia's slender index finger pointed slightly to the sky, and a large number of electric snakes appeared on the surface of the water balloon, which was chillingly bright.

Then, the water balloon froze, and Yanxia's jade fingers froze.

The meaning is obvious.

"The little baby is dead, and the mountain will not fall!"

The face of the Dragon Venerable became more and more ugly, and blood-red flames began to burst out all over his body.

As a dragon venerable, he can be fearless of Juque and Yanxia, but he can't bear the consequences of the fall of Buzhou Mountain.

This is the place where the dragons live, and it is also the holy place engraved in the souls of all dragons.

"Enough!"

The third dragon venerable's white clothes flew, and dazzling golden light shot out from her eyes, and her body suddenly turned into a dragon body wrapped around the main peak of Buzhou Mountain, and then blocked between the two sides.

"Juque, Yanxia, I invite you to come, not to destroy My Zhou Mountain!" The two divine flames in the eyes of the third dragon venerable became more and more vigorous, and bursts of golden light ripples spread from around the dragon's body.

Wherever the ripples passed, the ferocious coercion emanating directly neutralized the power of Juque, smoothing the surrounding rioting seawater.

Then, she turned her head, raised the blazing dragon claw, and pointed at the dragon venerable: "Ye Ye, let that kid go, as a dragon venerable, he even broke his promise, and after the great array of returning to the ruins is stabilized this time, the clan will make a corresponding judgment on what you have done." ”

This is actually very face-saving for Longzun.

After all, they are also Longzun, and their status in the clan is transcendent, and they will not be punished at all.

Seeing that the tension between the two sides was getting stronger and stronger, he could only reluctantly close his eyes and withdraw from Mo Chen's life and soul, and the blood-red flames all over his body converged.

After a moment of silence, at the moment when everyone was not aware of it, he waved his fingers and popped out a blood-red flame that was tiny to the limit, passing through the three souls and seven spirits that were slowly closing, flying into the depths of Mo Chen's life soul, and sticking to the top of the scroll that looked like mountains and rivers.

Immediately after, Mochen fell to the ground and completely lost consciousness.

..........................................

Somewhere in the giant city of Zhaoling, inside a dilapidated mansion.

The fog was heavy, many of the pavilions had long since been damaged, many angular stone pillars were randomly inserted into the ground, and the courtyard was full of vines and weeds.

The people who lived in this mansion didn't seem to go out much, and even the people who lived around it didn't see anyone coming out of it.

All they knew was that the people living in the mansion had strange surnames.

"Sheep's tongue".

At this time, in the depths of the Sheep's Tongue Mansion, several skinny middle-aged men were accompanied by a group of guards to a dungeon and walked down.

Like the dilapidated mansions outside, the interior of the dungeon is filthy.

However, it is more appropriate to say that it is a dungeon, and it is actually more appropriate to say that it is a water dungeon.

Several middle-aged men ignored the guards who had come to flatter and walked straight down.

Here, all the prisoners are divided into four tiers.

The top layer is the most ordinary prisoners, and generally ordinary people who have not cultivated will be locked up.

The second layer is to imprison cultivators who are slightly more powerful. Most of them are human realm cultivators, and they are still tempering their physical bodies, so the hinges here are thicker and heavier, and the materials are more special, faintly blooming with cold light.

As for the third layer, there are some monks who have already crossed the threshold of the soul refining realm and reached the aura realm, or above the aura realm.

These people were powerful or influential, so the cells in which they were held were made of fine iron, and all the doors and windows were sealed, leaving only a small window for light.

And the last fourth layer is also the darkest and most cruel layer in the entire Sheep's Tongue Mansion.

The people imprisoned here may not be the top masters, or they may not be the most heinous criminals, because at this level, only monks who pose a great threat to the Sheep Tongue family are imprisoned.

It is a place where all kinds of torture instruments are equipped and all kinds of torture are performed.

"Bang bang. ”

The iron door of the water dungeon was pulled open, and there was another heavy iron door inside.

The middle-aged man in front of him, dressed in luxurious clothes, walked slowly with his hands in his hands, flanked by the guards of the jailers, and a small leader led them all the way to the deepest part of the fourth floor of this water prison.

"Tick ...... Tick...... Tick ......"

The space was dark and oppressive, and the air was filled with the stench of decay and mold.

And the guards also had a somewhat distorted demeanor, obviously staying in this environment for a long time, and their mentality was somewhat affected.

"Lord Qiyu, we've used all kinds of means...... But the monks inside refused to explain...... "The little leader stood in front of the iron gate with a bitter face.

The monk who was locked up in the deepest part of the world had been caught by the leader above a few days ago and thrown in.

But in the past few days, they have been subjecting to all kinds of torture all the time, trying to extract confessions from words and deeds, but the monk will not speak.

"It's okay, let's just go inside. The man in the Chinese costume looked calm and said lightly: "Open the door." ”

The little leader nodded respectfully, his hands trembling a little, and he shivered for a while before he unlocked the lock of the big iron door.

"Squeak. ”

The heavy square iron door made a piercing and screeching sound when it slowly opened from the stone wall.