After the collapse of the Ghost Hand Prison, the earth collapsed, and the sky composed of black iron chains also collapsed.
Li Hanxue was shocked: "The Ghost Hand Prison has lost the power of its seal and is about to collapse. You must escape from the Ghost Hand Prison quickly!"
Li Hanxue and Master Chongxiao quickly flew to the bank of the Wusheng Blood River. The blue-white Wusheng Bridge actually began to collapse inch by inch. The entire jade bridge was like a dead emerald dragon, and it plunged into the Blood River with a roar.
In the middle, it can no longer rise.
The entire Inanimate Blood River surged with waves, and broken plates continued to rise from the bottom of the river, causing huge cracks. The entire Inanimate Blood River was like the earth where Li Hanxue was, falling apart, completely collapsing, and becoming shapeless.
Thick blood fell from the cracks in a gush, and it was unknown where it flowed.
The Lord of Chongxiao Palace looked solemn and said: "Master, the Ghost Hand Prison is about to collapse, and the environment of Wushengxue River has become so bad. What should we do now?"
Li Hanxue said: "We can only use the tripod to cross the river! But now that the seal has been broken, the strange power on the river of lifeless blood may have disappeared with the breaking of the seal. Let me give it a try!"
Li Hanxue threw it with her right hand, and the bronze cauldron in his hand quickly transformed and grew in size, and fell into the river of lifeless blood with a crash.
At the same time, Li Hanxue jumped up into the sky, and his position was right below where the Dragon Casting Cauldron was.
There is an advantage to doing this. If the strange power above the Inanimate Blood River is not relieved and Li Hanxue is under heavy pressure, he will not fall into the Inanimate Blood River, but will fall into the Dragon Casting Cauldron, which can protect his life.
After Li Hanxue flew high into the sky, her body was so light that she didn't notice anything unusual at all.
"As I expected, after the power of the seal was broken, the strange power on the river of lifeless blood also completely disappeared!"
Li Hanxue felt happy in her heart, and took a shot with her big hand, taking the dragon-casting cauldron back into the Holy Lord's space, "Sky into the sky, follow me and fly out of the ghost prison!"
"Yes, Master!"
When he arrived, it took Li Hanxue a full hour to cross the Thousand Miles of Blood River, but now it only takes a dozen breaths to reach the other side.
The two of them were flying rapidly in the sky. The ghost prison collapsed faster and faster. The power of space surged in all directions. Countless strange thunder flames surged out from the void. It looked like the end of the world was coming. This was the space.
A precursor to destruction.
"Qingxiao, hurry up!" Li Hanxue shouted.
"Yes, Master!"
In terms of strength, Chongxiao Palace Master is stronger than Li Hanxue, but in terms of speed, Li Hanxue is far better than Chongxiao Palace Master.
Li Hanxue originally thought of digging up the remaining eggs of the holy beasts in the valley. If all the eggs of the holy beasts could be hatched and raised to form a team of holy beasts, it would definitely be shocking.
However, in this situation, there is not much time left for Li Hanxue. Li Hanxue must race against time to escape from the ghost prison. Once this space is annihilated, even if Li Hanxue has the cultivation of a saint, he will be rushed to the depths of the unknown space. It is very likely that
I will never be able to return to the secret realm of martial arts cultivation in my lifetime.
And what troubles Li Hanxue the most is the world of white mist ahead.
Li Hanxue thought to himself: "It's best if the formation also collapses, otherwise the world of white mist will be blocked in front of us, and we won't be able to get out in just a few days."
Li Hanxue and Lord Chongxiao quickly arrived in front of the world of white mist.
Li Hanxue looked happy and rushed forward without hesitation.
Sure enough, the power of sealing the Ghost Hand was the source of power that supported the existence of the Ghost Hand Prison. After the seal was cracked, even the formation of the White Mist World collapsed, revealing the iron gate in front.
Li Hanxue and Master Chongxiao rushed to the iron gate of the exit. Without thinking, they punched the iron gate.
boom!
A round iron door was blown three hundred feet away and fell into the bottomless abyss of the Demonic Cry, revealing the exit of the billowing demonic mist.
Li Hanxue and Master Chongxiao flew out of the exit quickly. After flying about a hundred feet, they stood in the sky, turned around and looked at the circular iron wall. They saw all kinds of strange lights surging, and the iron door
It quickly melted away, and then with a roar, the entire Ghost Hand Prison completely disappeared, revealing a huge black vent.
The endless strong wind poured into the Demonic Crying Abyss from this vent. Li Hanxue and Master Chongxiao shook violently and were almost blown away by this strong wind.
The Lord of Chongxiao Palace stared at this vent with a hint of surprise on his face, "Is there still space in here?"
Li Hanxue said with a solemn expression: "This vent is probably the gateway to the endless chaotic space."
The Lord of Chongxiao Palace murmured: "So, with our cultivation level, we really cannot get involved in it, otherwise we will definitely die."
Li Hanxue nodded.
The chaotic space is filled with unparalleled violent power. When the weather is calm, the climate is even more pleasant than the climate on the Nebula Continent. But once the space collapses and squeezes, it will be a disaster, enough to destroy the masters of the Holy Lord all year round.
Frequent outbreaks, Saint Lord masters rashly enter the chaotic space. Although there is a chance to survive, the chance of death is also extremely high.
Only dragon masters can enter the chaotic space safely and without fear of any disaster.
"The matter in Ghost Hand Prison has been successfully resolved, Jingyue is also dead, let's go back."
"Yes, Master."
Li Hanxue and Master Chongxiao quickly left the Devil's Crying Abyss and returned to Jiuyin City.
At this time, Xiao Kong, Guisun Bing, Qing Shui and Xue Ji gathered in the city lord's mansion to drink tea and chat, which was very pleasant.
After Guisun Bing entered the Secret Realm of Martial Arts, he practiced day and night in the Devil's Crying Abyss. His current cultivation level has reached the peak of the ninth level of the Wild Martial Realm, and he is only one step away from the Holy Beast Realm.
Becoming a saint does not happen overnight. After Guisun Bing finished his training for a period of time, he stayed in Jiuyin City to rest.
As for Xiaokong, he is the kind of person who relies more on talent than hard work to cultivate. Although Su Xiaoya's death made him feel sad, he still couldn't change his playful nature.
At this moment, Xueji Qingshui and others were gathered together, so Xiaokong naturally didn't want to practice anymore.
"Xiao Bing, come here!" Xiao Kong chuckled and deliberately reached out to touch the turtle Sun Bing's head, just like an owner touching a dog's head.
Guisun Bing knew that Xiaokong wanted to tease him, so how could he be willing to do so. He immediately bared his teeth and his green electric hair stood on end, "Shi Ke cannot be killed and cannot be humiliated. My only master is Li Hanxue. If you insult me again, we will fight to the death."
Xiaokong showed a smile that could charm thousands of girls: "Hey! You are so angry. I am the Holy Beast of Kongkong, you are just a stinky monkey, it is your honor that I am willing to touch you, you