The key is that the Prison Mountain Storm seems to have just begun. Naturally, this power has just been highlighted. I don’t know how difficult it will be.

Jiang Feng was struggling to hold on. I don’t know how long it took, the power of the Prison Mountain Storm became more and more powerful. The whistling storm swept the rain in the sky. Jiang Feng could even see a series of sparks appearing on the fence of the Sword Prison!

It looks like a big party has a show of ironwork!

They are all the wind blades in the storm, sparks that collide with the iron sword!

And that rain can't erase these at all.

There were already wounds on Jiang Feng's body. If it weren't for his strong constitution or his strong self-healing ability, Jiang Feng would probably have become a skeleton at this time.

As for the other prisoners, they were already curled up in the wind cloak and wailed endlessly!

Although the wind cloak can block most wind blades, it also makes people feel painful when hitting the body.

Looking at this hellish tragic image, Jiang Feng suddenly became excited. Because he felt that the magic talisman in his body actually trembled again!

Obviously, this scene is the real hell!

Jiang Feng closed his eyes and let the magic talisman slowly float out. Finally, Jiang Feng felt that an isolated space seemed to be formed around him, and the magic talisman was desperately absorbing the true meaning and power of the Prison Mountain Storm!

The Zhengang Lock on Jiang Feng's body was broken by the storm of Prison Mountain or something, but it was slowly broken into pieces.

Finally, a golden barrier appeared around Jiang Feng's body, and this barrier also isolated the surrounding storms.

Not far away, Qin Long looked at Jiang Feng, and a trace of splendor flashed in his eyes.

After a while, Jiang Feng took a deep breath, and the golden barrier around his body disappeared. Finally, the golden light condensed and turned into a magic talisman. This golden magic talisman also indicates that Jiang Feng's Nine True Purgatory's Dharma skills have once again broken through.

Jiang Feng sighed.

I didn't expect that I would be blessed in disguise, but I didn't know whether I could pass the judgment I would face next.

A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the dark world of Prison Mountain. Then, Jiang Feng found that there was a person standing next to his sword prison.

Jiang Feng was stunned: "Who is it?"

He could actually come so close to him, and this was in the storm of Prison Mountain!

Jiang Feng looked over, but he was stunned.

Standing in front of his sword prison, it turned out to be a young man. The young man looked so familiar! It was like the one I had seen before... Book boy?

That's right, it's the book boy. He didn't see him for just a few days, and the other person seemed to be a few years older.

"You...you are...ji Tianzheng?" Jiang Feng couldn't help asking.

He knew that the book boy's name was the author who wrote "Lotte Museum".

The reason why I was not sure was because the other party looked a little different from what he had seen before.

The boy nodded: "Not bad!"

Jiang Feng was a little surprised.

He didn't know why Ji Tianzheng came here at this time.

Tickling his head, Jiang Feng asked, "Mr. Ji...why are you here for?"

He didn't know how to call the other party. Senior? But when he first met, the other party was obviously a child.

Still calling the other person a child? I don’t know how many years he wrote the Lotte Museum. I guess it’s enough to be my great-grandfather...

After thinking about it, Jiang Feng decided to call the other Mr. Fang Ji.

Ji Tianzheng sighed, shook his head and said, "Others said that you have learned the skills of the Nether Clan. I didn't believe it before. So I want to come and verify it myself. Now..."
Chapter completed!