Jia Ruoyan looked at the man in the cell and said with some uncertainty.
She was confused because the man in front of her had no aura at all and seemed like an ordinary mortal.
Dui and Wuxin looked solemn.
The two of them cupped their hands at the same time and said, "I've met senior!"
There was silence in the cell.
I don't know how long it took, but the man seemed to wake up from his sleep. He noticed someone coming behind him and sighed softly.
I just heard him say leisurely: "You are still here, but actually I don't want to see you."
After everyone heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other, wondering what he meant by this.
The next moment, the long-haired man continued: "If you appear here, it means that Linghu Bai has fallen."
Only then did everyone suddenly realize.
It seems that Linghu Bai and the person in front of him have made an agreement long ago, and everything that happens now is going according to their agreed plan.
"The Lord of Linghu City is dead. It was Senior Fu Chen who asked us to come." Dui said solemnly.
"Fu Chen?"
The rectangular man pondered for a moment and said with a smile: "I don't know this person. It's not important. What's important is that you are here, which means that this game of chess has reached its final moment."
After saying that, a green light suddenly bloomed from his body.
Plop! Plop!
It's like the sound of a beating heart.
The next moment, the aura of the long-haired man suddenly surged, as if a mountain roared and a tsunami swept across the entire valley!
Everyone took a step back involuntarily, Wuxin protected Jia Ruoyan behind him, and Ah-Dai protected Lin Shanjun behind him.
The sight in front of them made everyone feel suffocated.
From their perspective, where is the Heavenly Prison? In front of them is a vast sea, with numerous fairy mountains on the sea, towering and exuding the mysterious atmosphere of the ancient wilderness!
The man in prison did not target them, and the terrifying pressure bypassed everyone. But even so, Duan, Wuxin and others just glanced in the direction of the man, and a kind of helpless fear emerged in their hearts.
It was as if they had lost all their mana and were floating like a lonely boat in the vast ocean. The deep feeling of powerlessness awakened the fear deep in their hearts!
Fortunately, this state of affairs did not last long.
In just a moment, the man took his breath back into his body, and the coercion that shrouded the entire Tianlao disappeared instantly, and the strange mountains and seas also disappeared, as if they had never appeared.
It's like a sleeping lion wakes up and yawns, but soon closes his eyes and lies down on the ground.
Everyone in the prison breathed a sigh of relief.
If you look closely, you will see that the long-haired man has walked out of the quagmire. He is wearing a mysterious blue sea robe, a yellow stone brocade belt around his waist, and cloud patterns on the cuffs, making him look extraordinary.
"May I ask how you call me, senior?" Ah-Dai said respectfully.
The long-haired man turned around, revealing a resolute and handsome face, and said calmly: "I am the Lord of Kunwu City, Xiao Kunlun."
Everyone was a little surprised after hearing this.
It was rumored that Xiao Kunlun and Linghu Bai were at odds. Many years ago, a war broke out between the two sides, and Xiao Kunlun disappeared since then.
Some people say that Xiao Kunlun was defeated by Linghu Bai and has fallen long ago; but others say that the saint is immortal and Xiao Kunlun was only injured and is now dormant in the dark, just waiting for a comeback in the future!
Although there were many speculations, no one thought that the real Xiao Kunlun was actually in the heavenly prison of Wushuang City!
And looking at this situation, Xiao Kunlun was arrested voluntarily.
"Nothing surprising."
Xiao Kunlun glanced at everyone and said calmly: "When I was injured by the Buried Emperor, Linghu Bai tried his best to hide me here. Later, Cangnan Mountain arranged to trap Shen Lingtian and help me get the 'Six Paths of Heavenly Demon Ring' 'The fragments gradually suppressed the injury."
"Senior, are you talking about the Taoist discussion at Cangnan Mountain?"
"good!"
Xiao Kunlun nodded slightly: "In fact, in Linghu Bai's eyes, the traitor and the rebellion of the eight major sects are of no importance. What he really cares about is the fragments in Shen Lingtian's body! In the battle of Cangnan Mountain, the soul of Emperor Burying Heaven was destroyed. He also helped me suppress my injuries, and also helped a junior named 'Liang Yan', which can be said to kill three birds with one stone."
When he heard him mention "Liang Yan", Wu Xin's expression immediately changed.
"What kind of existence is Liang Yan in Lord Linghu's plan?" Wuxin couldn't help but ask.
It's no wonder that she has such doubts. After all, Linghu Bai is not a soft-hearted person in her impression. In order to achieve his goal, anyone may become Linghu Bai's abandoned son.
The only person Wu Xin worried about was Liang Yan. She was afraid that Liang Yan would never come back. This was her deepest fear.
Xiao Kunlun glanced at Wu Xin and suddenly smiled and said, "Are you Taoists?"
Wu Xin nodded.
"Haha, if Linghu Bai hadn't said it earlier, I would have killed you the first time I saw you!"
A meaningful smile appeared on Xiao Kunlun's face.
Wuxin knew that his identity had been discovered by the other party. After all, he was a saint, so it was not surprising that he had such a method.
"Do not worry."
Xiao Kunlun put away his smile and said slowly: "I have only met this boy Liang Yan once, but I know that he is a very important part of Linghu Bai's plan, and he is definitely not an abandoned son."
"But he is facing the Burial Emperor." Wu Xin still looked sad.
Xiao Kunlun said leisurely: "This is a battle between heaven and man. No one is completely sure. Linghu Bai even involved himself in the scheme. This shows how difficult this game is. I can only guarantee that Liang Yan is not abandoning his son. As for the Whether he can survive depends on his own destiny."
"Then what should we do now?" Dumb asked.
Xiao Kunlun smiled slightly and looked into the distance, as if he had penetrated the stone walls and saw scenes hundreds of millions of miles away.
"The chess game has come to a winner. It's time to meet the other saints."
Darkness, endless darkness.
Liang Yan felt that his consciousness was groggy, and he didn't know where he was or where he was going.
There was still that burning feeling in his body, and the meridians all over his body felt like they were being cut by knives. Fortunately, the essence and blood of the Immortal Heavenly Dragon and the Hell-Suppressing Fire Phoenix had completed the fusion, and a gentle force emerged from the depths of his Dantian and began to help him.
Repair body and soul.
Just like this, I don't know how long it took.
Suddenly, he heard a muffled "rumbling" sound, which awakened Liang Yan's remaining consciousness.
He opened his bloody eyes and reluctantly looked up, only to see two men standing in front of him, one was tall and tall, and the other was very old.
The two men stood still, but the aura exuding from their bodies was as deep as the sea. Even if they had deliberately restrained themselves, they were not comparable to those of ordinary monks.
"This is the breath of a saint."
This was not the first time Liang Yan met a saint, so he was able to tell the difference.
"I have seen both the Soul and Demon Saints. They don't look like them. Judging from their appearance and aura, they should be Poison Saint Lord and Martial Saint Lord."
After the thoughts in his mind changed, Liang Yan glanced at his situation with his spiritual consciousness.
At this moment, he was bound by a ray of light and suspended behind the white-haired old man. His body was unable to move and he only had a little bit of consciousness.
The white-haired old man and the burly man stood side by side, facing a white jade door.
The dull sound I heard just now was the sound of the door slowly opening.
Rumble.
As the White Jade Palace door opened, a majestic and sacred aura rushed in. This aura seemed to symbolize the supreme power. Ordinary people would not have the heart to resist and would subconsciously worship.
Liang Yan struggled to look forward and saw a long staircase behind the white jade door.
This staircase is as clear as crystal, with mysterious runes engraved on each step, falling from a height of ten thousand feet, surrounded by a vast white mist.
"Meet the City Lord!"
Dujiu and Mo Taisui both bowed their heads slightly and sounded very respectful.
After a moment of silence, a majestic voice came from the top of the stairs: "Come up."
"Yes, City Lord."
Du Jiu and Mo Taisui did not hesitate, leading Liang Yan into the Baiyu Gate, and then climbed up the stairs.
There were long steps, and neither of them dared to use magic power, so they only relied on their feet to climb.
A quarter of an hour later, the stairs reached the end.
I saw a throne suspended in mid-air, its entire body carefully carved from white jade, and every inch shone with a dreamlike luster.
The armrests of the throne are two purple-gold dragons. The clouds ejected from the dragon's mouth turn into strands of auspicious aura, lingering around, giving people an extremely majestic feeling.
There was a man sitting on the throne, wearing a dragon, phoenix and purple gold robe, and a seven-star cloud and mist crown on his head. He had a square face, thick eyebrows, and a black mole at the corner of his mouth. He was not angry and had authority!
Poison and Wu Ersheng stopped at the end of the stairs and saluted the man on the throne.
The man was expressionless, silent for a moment, and then slowly said: "Have you completed all the tasks I gave you?"
Mo Taisui's eyes flashed, looking a little uneasy.
Dujiu was much calmer than him. He thought for a moment and replied: "Reporting to the city lord, Fu Chen had the 'Thousand Planes' as his trump card, which was much more than I expected. It wasted too much time, so I didn't catch up with the escapee."
The Four Saints. However, we did not get nothing, at least we caught Liang Yan, who Linghu Bai had high hopes for."
"snort!"
The man on the throne sneered and said leisurely: "Dujiu, you are good at avoiding the important and taking the easy. My mission is to capture the Four Saints. You only captured one Liang Yan, how dare you say that you have completed the mission?"
"Fu Chen was one of the Nine Saints back then, and his strength is unfathomable. We have tried our best." Du Jiu whispered.
"It's a joke. You and Fu Chen are monks of the same generation. They have been practicing for more than 200,000 years. In the battle of 'Nine Saints Slaying Immortals', Fu Chen was seriously injured. After that, he was trapped in a corner. You
How can I not compare with him?"
After Dujiu heard this, his old face turned red, he lowered his head and remained silent.
This was actually the thing he was most taboo about, because among the group of saints back then, he was indeed mediocre in qualifications. His only advantage was that he knew how to advance and retreat, and was good at forbearance, so he lived the longest.
Living a long time is his greatest advantage. Although he is not as good as those magnificent saints of the past, his magic power is not weaker than those of the later saints.
Except for the Buried Emperor, no one dared to say such words in front of him, otherwise he would be impatient with life.
Only when facing the Burial Emperor, he could only swallow his anger.
However, although Du Jiu didn't say a word, the moment he lowered his head, there was a hint of doubt in the depths of his eyes.
The current Burial Emperor seems to be different from before.
In the past, he was both kind and powerful, and could express his emotions and anger. He would never say such words in front of himself. At that time, the Burial Emperor always gave people a feeling of being unfathomable, and even saints like them did not dare to do so.
Figure out what he's thinking.
But since the battle in Daluo Cave, Emperor Buried Heaven often showed a irritable and irritable side, and no longer gave them the feeling of being a celestial being.
Just like this time, Du Jiu had even guessed the reaction of Emperor Burial of Heaven before he came back to resume his life.
The so-called heavenly beings should not be speculated by others.
At this moment, although Du Jiu remained calm on the surface, he was silently making his own plans in his heart.
On the throne, the Burial Emperor was silent for a moment, and seemed to have lost his temper. He slowly said: "Well, the matter has come to an end, and there is no point in talking more. Among the four saints who escaped, the one I fear most is the Angry Monk, but his
With the 'Vajra Buddha Bones' here, even if he escapes, there will be no trouble. As for Ying Ronger, Lu Wuhuan and Zhongli Canye, they are not worth mentioning!"
"The city lord's divine power is overwhelming from all sides!" Poisonous Jiu echoed in time.
The Burial Emperor ignored him and looked at the man floating behind the two of them.
"Huh, Liang Yan? You finally fell into my hands."
A sneer appeared on the corner of Emperor Burial's mouth, and with a move of his hand, Liang Yan couldn't help but fly into the air, and finally stopped in front of his throne.
"Linghu Bai has put a lot of effort into you, but so what? Back then, in front of Queen Mother Xi's tomb, if it weren't for Dog Ancestor's intervention, you would have been dead! But it doesn't matter, after all the detours, you still can't escape death in the end!"
Having said this, he narrowed his eyes slightly and laughed in a low voice: "Let me see what secrets you have, let Linghu Bai choose to bet on you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a purple glow emerged from his body and soon enveloped Liang Yan.
Liang Yan felt like he was being held tightly by someone, almost unable to move! At the same time, a mysterious force spread from the opposite side, easily tearing apart his defense and trying to enter his body.
At this critical moment, a green light suddenly appeared on Liang Yan's body, blocking him like a wall.
boom!
With a crisp sound, the purple light fired by the Buried Emperor was actually bounced off by the green light, soared upward into the sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Qingmingxin!"
The Burial Emperor roared angrily and stood up from the throne.
He gathered the magic power in his hand, pointed forward again, and another beam of purple light burst out, this time it shot straight towards Liang Yan's Niwan Palace.
However, as expected, Liang Yan's brows glowed with green light again, deflecting his spells and preventing them from penetrating into his body.
"Yeah!"
The Buried Emperor laughed angrily and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Linghu Bai, Linghu Bai, you are already dead and you still want to fight against me! After giving Qingming Heart to him, I can no longer explore the situation inside his body, right?
Bar?"
Having said this, a terrifying murderous intent suddenly emitted from his body. This murderous intent condensed into substance, forming a monstrous black hole behind him.
"Since I can't find his soul, I will kill him directly and see what other options you have!"
