In the Luxing Sect, in a prison made of thick solid wood deep underground, Chang Bin and Hou Zhiyuan sat with their eyes closed.

This was originally the place where the Luxing Sect imprisoned the disobedient people in the city, and now it was requisitioned by Yi Qian to imprison these two dangerous people.

There are no guards near the prison, and in fact there are no guards, because this is actually the "belly" of the Mountain Giant!

As one of the most satisfying works of the "Organ Camel Elder" Feng Rui, the body of the [Mountain Giant] is made of dozens of precious spirit woods, and this "Mountain Prison" in the abdomen is even more indestructible, without the cultivation of the third layer or the powerful attack magic weapon above the fourth intermediate level, it can't even leave any traces on this cell!

“... Whew... Whoa..."

A sharp sound like metal friction came, Hou Zhiyuan raised his eyelids slightly when he heard the sound, and said lightly: "Don't waste your efforts, the main ingredient for building the mountain prison is Qinggang wood, your ghost head is not yet mature, and you can't break the Qinggang wood." ”

Chang Bin opened his eyes and asked coldly, "Who are you?" Hou Zhiyuan shouldn't be so familiar with spiritual materials, right?"

"Hou Zhiyuan" smiled, the skin on his face fluctuated and distorted, and his appearance changed completely in the blink of an eye, this is a young man's face, pale complexion, deep eye sockets, like a serious illness just recovered, more like a caveman who has not seen the sun all year round, it always looks like a feeling of discomfort that is out of place with the surroundings.

"When we first met, my name was Zhou Ye. ”

Seeing Chang Bin's vigilant face, Zhou Ye said indifferently: "Don't worry, I don't have any conflict of interest with you, not only that, you and I should belong to the same camp." ”

Chang Bin was stunned and said, "Are you Yi Feng's person?"

Zhou Ye bowed, he slowly got up, and walked leisurely along the edge of the mountain prison, his pale and slender fingers slicing across the thick wooden prison wall, making a slight "rustle" sound.

Chang Bin didn't know why, his eyes looked at Zhou Ye's hand, and suddenly his eyes changed, and he was caressed by the seemingly weak fingers, and clear white marks appeared on the prison wall!

You must know that Chang Bin has just injected most of his true power into the ground of this prison, and he has not been able to leave any traces!

"How did you do that?"

Chang Bin was sure of his judgment, this person's cultivation had never reached the Yuan Infant Stage, how could he damage the Qinggang Wood so lightly?

"As you can see, I'm just gently stroking it. ”

Zhou Ye opened his palm, shook it towards Chang Bin, and chuckled: "Sometimes, what you see with your eyes may not be real. ”

When Chang Bin looked at the wall again, he found that those white marks had disappeared...

"Is it a trick? It's the same trick as Hou Zhiyuan. ”

Zhou Ye stretched out a finger and shook it, and under Chang Bin's gaze, the fingertip gently pressed against the wall...

"Click... Ka!"

Chang Bin's eyes widened and widened, and a deep crack snaked out!

"This is also an illusion?"

Zhou Ye's actions negated Chang Bin's speculation, he slapped the wall, and the entire prison wall was suddenly covered with cracks, and it immediately shattered!

Although it was still pitch black, Chang Bin's eyes could clearly see the soil layer outside!

"Hou Zhiyuan's phantom array is to trap and kill the enemy with illusion, which I can't do. ”

Zhou Ye patted the dust on his hands and said flatly: "What I am good at is turning 'illusion' into 'reality'. ”

With that, Zhou Ye walked out of the prison, and the earthy yellow light flashed, and there was no one left.

Chang Bin was about to follow, when Zhou Ye's fluttering whisper sounded in his ears.

“... I want to see your Tong'er... Just show your value to your master... My Lord doesn't need waste..."

Tong'er...

A look of struggle flashed in his eyes, Chang Bin returned to his previous position and sat down, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes.

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The dazzling jade brilliance filled the field of vision, and Yi Qian even had a feeling that someone had instantly peeked through the meridians, and the jade light faded, and this feeling gradually disappeared...

"It's not a delusion!"

Yi Qian was very sure, he looked at Peng Shao on the side, who glanced at him without a trace, while Qian Caizu and the others didn't seem to feel anything unusual.

Could it be that this jade pendant is aimed at beast cultivation?

A scream woke Yi Qian from his contemplation, only to see the [Ghost Division] monks fall to the ground one by one, holding their arms and trembling!

"A bunch of self-righteous fools! You want to keep me with all your ability? It's a joke!"

Yi Feng's arrogant voice spread far away, the jade pendant halo on his waist flowed, and circles of jade-colored light rippled, and the struggle of those ghost heads became more and more intense!

"Trapped Beast Fight!"

Qian Caizu snorted coldly, raised his hand and threw out the [Heavy Golden Bell of the Horn], the golden bell became larger in the wind, and in an instant it increased to the size of several zhang, and went towards Yi Feng as a hood!

Cheng Tai unfurled his double swords, and the iron-blue sword slashed out, and he leaned over and rushed towards Yi Feng without saying a word!

Martial artists, in addition to implementing fair martial arts, must also know how to judge the situation, now is obviously not a good time to go head-to-head...

"Stupid people are so naïve!"

Yi Feng pinched the trick with both hands, and a black and white two-color seal "Yi" character appeared in his right palm, and just as his right hand was about to touch the jade pendant, he suddenly felt dizzy!

Qian Caizu's expression was solemn, and he recited the mysterious scriptures in his mouth, and the [Heavy Golden Bell in the Corner] sent out a circle of invisible shocks, it was Yi Feng who was in a weak state that was inevitably affected slightly, and the movements in his hands were a beat slower, taking advantage of this time, Cheng Tai and Chen Tianyu, who was approaching from the ground at some point, had already rushed to within three zhang of Yi Feng!

"Hum—"

A crisp and melodious hum brought a huge force that could not be resisted! [The Heavy Golden Bell of the Horn] was directly shocked and flew out, while Chen Tianyu and Cheng Tai retreated as if they had been hit hard and vomited blood!

Qian Caizu snorted, raised his head and spewed out a mouthful of blood mist!

The three of them landed one after another, only Yi Qian and Peng Shao were still in the air.

"That thing is a bit fierce!" Peng Shao glanced at the flickering thunder light on his body, his face was shocked, and suddenly he glanced at Yi Qian next to him who was safe and sound, and couldn't help but wonder: "Why are you okay?"

Yi Qian looked at the jade pendant on Yi Feng's waist in a daze, and muttered, "That thing seems to be mine..."

Seven hundred miles away, in the guest room of a restaurant in Luhuang City, the sleeping Zhuang He was holding a bright purse tightly in his hand, and a small copper coin loomed, as if there was a small dark gold "Yi" character was flashing with brilliance...

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End of Chapter 145