The brown goshawk flew above the endless sky, and the vast cold wind swept through the dust.
Clouds roll and clouds unfold, the sun and the moon alternate, and time has passed without realizing it.
On the ninth floor of the underground of the Black Prison, unprecedented battles hit the four directions.
In a stone chamber, two figures kept intersecting. Every time they collided, a violent aftermath of power exploded.
Because the Heizhuo imprisoned the Heavenly Demon Master, the materials built were carefully selected. The entire Heizhuo was designed to be able to penetrate even if the Heavenly Demon Master tried his best.
Needless to say, the strongness of the Black Prison is, after all, if it is not strong enough, how can it imprison the powerful people in the Heavenly Demon Master realm?
However, at this moment, the battles again and again and again, the black prison shocks even made people feel that the black prison would be knocked down the next moment.
In the lowermost stone chamber, nearly half of Long Wenmu's clothes were stained with blood, and half of his face was blood-red.
Opposite him was a slightly strong man. The man had thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, and every line on his body was extremely clear. His angular body had a tough feeling like steel. He tied his shoulder-length hair casually behind his head.
He was half-bearing, like a tiger preying on his way.
His aura was unblocked, and he was a powerful man from the realm of the Heavenly Demon Master.
"Can you still fight?" he shouted to Long Wenmu.
Long Wenmu's body was slightly heavy and he didn't say much to him. He stepped on the ground with his feet, like an arrow rushing upwards.
"Good come!" The man opposite was not angry, but was ecstatic, and he plucked his all, and punched out with a hard punch.
The naked eye can see the black cracks in the air rippling, which is the cracks in the space. Under its uncontrollable force, even the void is shattered!
Long Wenmu was covered with armor-like scales, and strange patterns clung to his arms. The same punch was blown out.
The two forces collided without fancy, and cracks like knives were shaken out on the walls of the stone chamber.
Both figures flew out, but the next moment they collided with each other.
Two afterimages kept flashing in the narrow stone chamber, and they collided more than ten times in each breath.
Long Wenmu was covered in blood, but his aura was like a crazy dragon. Not only did his arms cling to patterns, but gradually, his feet, cheeks, and even his exposed body all appeared.
The two of them have reached their peak. If outsiders see it, they will never believe that this is a battle between the great demon master and the heavenly demon master. This level of battle can only occur in the battle between the two heavenly demon masters.
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After fighting for a long time, because they all tried their best, one of them finally felt weak. With a roar like a mountain hit, a figure drew a blood-red arc in the air and hit hard
On the wall.
The battle has subsided.
One person slipped slowly along the wall, and the other person stood in front of him.
Standing was Long Wenmu.
Long Wenmu was panting like a cow, his scales slowly converged, his lines gradually disappeared, and his face was as pale as paper.
Both of them looked at each other with gasps, and only communicated with eyes in silence.
After a while, the man spat out a mouthful of blood foam and raised a thumb forward.
His whole body was also bloody, with dozens of scarlet fist prints from head to toe.
"I can't beat you anymore, as agreed, you won." The man leaned against the wall with relief, rubbed his wound, grinning in pain.
Long Wenmu's steps were a little swaying and his body was a little shaking. He knew better than anyone else that if this battle was longer, the result would probably be the same.
Without saying a word, he just turned around and pulled out the door.
There were crowds of people outside the door, and when Long Wenmu came out, they all showed their inquisitive eyes.
Long Wenmu had no strength to answer, but the result was obvious. Behind him, the man who was fighting with him was followed.
There were screams in the crowd. Some people nodded and praised: "I didn't expect that those who were known as the leader of the Seven Ghosts of Wuzhou backed down and surrendered to others one day."
The man who had just walked out looked at somewhere in the crowd and saw the old man who was talking was also a demon master: "I have a seven-game agreement with Long Shao. I will fight him seven games. Whoever wins more will listen to whoever wins more.
.A real man is confident in his words. Since I have lost, I will be sent by Master Long in the future."
The man said with a smile and said, "Not bad, you went to Beiguan and killed all the heroes along the way. There were two or three Heavenly Demon Masters who were lost in your hands. If you were not captured, you would have become famous.
In the mainland, only the dragon in this world has the ability to make you surrender.”
"Old ghost, don't talk about me, aren't you notorious? Now you still belong to Master Long?"
"The Dragon Master is a chosen person. If you can follow the Dragon Master, it is a blessing for you."
Many people around him cheered, talked happily with each other, and looked at each other and laughed.
There was a lot of noise, and it was as festive as the New Year. Because from today on, this team has another strong man at the level of the Heavenly Demon Master. Basically, every time a Heavenly Demon Master joins, it looks like this joyful look.
In the back of the crowd, Long Wenmu, who made this feat, quietly returned to the original stone chamber with the help of Yun Jia.
Long Wenmu sat down on the futon in the corner of the stone chamber, and several demon masters who were good at medicine came to treat him. A cluster of green aura covered Long Wenmu's wounds, and the wounds gradually healed as they squirmed.
After a while of repair, Long Wenmu recovered a little. He took the time to open his eyes and looked at the dense crowd in the stone room, and smiled knowingly.
More than two months have passed since the last time Yu Dashen arrived.
Before we knew it, the time to go to the Tian Yao Continent was finally here.
After staying in the black prison for several months, he had already traveled through every floor of the black prison. The man he had just surrendered was the last person he wanted to earn.
The entire black prison was already in the hands of the control.
To this day, the black prison force that is willing to follow him is no longer comparable to that in the past. I still remember that this force started with him accidentally letting go of Yue Mei, and then Gui Tuo and others surrendered, and then the company commander Sun Hou also joined.
.To this day, looking at the current...there are 87 strong people in the Earth Demon Master realm, and the strong people in the Heaven Demon Master realm, plus the Changsun Hou, there are as many as nine.
In the small stone chamber, ninety-six strong men from the black prison gathered.
And everyone here is Long Wenmu impressed him with his strength.
With so many strong people gathering together, and the strong demonic aura and evil aura fill it, this scene is more than just spectacular.
At the few long tables in the stone room, many people threw wine and jars all over the floor. Everyone was laughing and making noise, and it was so noisy.
"Mr. Long, it's over." The person in charge of the treatment stopped his movements and said to Long Wenmu.
Long Wenmu nodded slightly.
He seemed to be seriously injured, but in fact he was all injured in some flesh and blood, and then he was too exhausted, and it was not a big deal. Not only this time, but every time he fought with the Heavenly Demon Master, it was almost like this.
Others are not surprised.
Starting from the seventh level, a strong man from the Tiande Master realm appeared.
During these last days, Long Wenmu fought with all kinds of Tian Yao masters.
After taking the pills that temper the soul, the soul power naturally increased a lot.
Relying on two common sense tricks, demonization and Minghen, you can compete with the Heavenly Demon Master.
In the last two months, he basically fought with the Heavenly Demon Master every day.
At first, he was a little defeated, but with the accumulation of combat experience and the in-depth control of the two moves of demonization and Minghen, he gradually could fight these demon masters head-on.
The experience of fighting with the strong is definitely a lifelong wealth, and being able to fight with strong people whose cultivation is far beyond your own every day is even rarer.
The two moves of Demon Hua and Minghen are stronger than he imagined. The more he controls these two moves, the more he can feel this. In addition, his physical strength, later, he defeated the Heavenly Demon Master with dignity.
No problem.
For example, the man who was fighting just now was imprisoned on the ninth level and was already the best among the low-grade Heavenly Demon Masters. He even killed powerful people with fellow practitioners more than once in the past.
Long Wenmu and he made a seven-match agreement, and each had a victory in the battle, but in the end, Long Wenmu held on until the end.
In the past, Long Wenmu could only compete with the Tianmo Master with the accumulation of the Cloud Bow. To this day, he has used his own strength to shock the people in the room.
The noise continued for a long time. The joyful atmosphere continued from dusk until nightfall.
In the center of the stone chamber, a battle came to an end amid the cheers of everyone.
Yun Jia fought with a middle-grade earth demon master, and finally ended with Yun Jia thrusting the opponent to the ground with a thunder whip.
Yun Jia, who was sweating profusely, returned to Long Wenmu's side and sat gently against him.
Yun Jia has also made great progress during this period. In just a few months, she has been promoted from a low-grade demon master to a top-grade. Even Long Wenmu was amazed at this speed of promotion.
Others start with a low-grade demon master, and it may take years or even longer to be promoted once, but in Yunjia, it takes several months to complete what others can do for years or even decades.
The body of Thunder Spirit is unparalleled. Long Wenmu had known this for a long time, but he really didn't expect that Yun Jia, who has this physique, could be promoted so quickly. No wonder Xihe said at the beginning that several people who have spiritual bodies in this world
, they are already at the peak of the human race.
Yunjia's above-grade great demon master's cultivation level can already compete with the middle-grade demon master. This kind of over-level enemy is partly due to the benefits of the Thunder Spirit Body, and partly by Yunjia himself.
Fighting skills.
Every day here, Yunjia would find someone to discuss. At first, he was with Yue Mei, but later it was not just Yue Mei, because there were many people present who were suitable for her opponents.
He is tireless in fighting every day, and sometimes Long Wenmu even doubts that Yun Jia is born with a certain passion for fighting. He was not reflected in his past, but now that his strength has increased, this performance is becoming more and more obvious.
The benefits of competing with the strong every day are naturally quite good.
Taking advantage of the joy of others, Long Wenmu and Yun Jia entered the Tiandi Boat and cleared the traces left by the day of battle.
Long Wenmu took some clean water to clean the blood on his body, changed into a set of neat clothes, and adjusted his breathing in the house for a while.
It was almost late at night that he and Yun Jia came out of the Tiandi Boat.
By the time the two of them came out, the stone chamber had already returned to peace. Although the floor was full of chaos, everyone had already adjusted their breathing and repaired it.
It was quiet in the stone room. Long Wenmu and Yun Jia searched for a corner, took out the cushion and sat down.
Yun Jia held Long Wenmu's arm, leaned against his shoulder, closed his eyes and took a nap.
Smelling the faint fragrance at the tip of his nose, feeling Yun Jia's breathing gradually stabilized, and Long Wenmu slowly immersed his consciousness.
The faint moonlight casts a warm silver glow from the ventilated small holes, and the gentle night wind moistens the things silently.
Early in the morning, light pounded on the ground in the stone chamber.
Long Wenmu was awakened by the sound of opening the door. He opened his eyes and saw that the person outside the door was Yue Linglong.
Yue Linglong stood at the door, looking at the strong man in the room.
Although it was not the first time she had come, the solemn atmosphere here shocked her every time.
He straightened his face and walked in. But even though she had the cultivation level of a Heavenly Demon Master, she was careful when she stepped into this place.
Walking to Long Wenmu: "The time is almost here, let's prepare, it's almost time to set off for Endless Cliff."