"Okay! From now on, I will treat you as the worst and worst person in the world!" Ye Fuyao rolled her eyes in anger at Fang Hao.
The good impression that I had finally built up before disappeared.
"Okay, that's the end of the joke. For the rest of the journey, you have to use all your strength to fight against the enemy. I will only take action when you can't hold on anymore."
After passing through the long dark entrance, a cold and humid environment followed, and Ye Fuyao could easily smell the smell of blood in the air.
"Who is this person? How dare you break into the Youxuan Ghost Prison!"
The moment Fang Hao appeared with Ye Fuyao, a two-meter-tall bull-headed giant walked out of the darkness with a chain in hand.
"Get out of my way!"
Fang Hao just glanced at the bull-headed giant and gave a cold shout.
"Bang!"
Immediately, the bull-headed giant was directly knocked away, and Fang Hao controlled the Immortal Killer and passed by him easily.
Ye Fuyao turned around and glanced at the bull-headed giant who had fallen to the ground. He asked Fang Hao with a shocked look on his face: "How did you learn the magical power of following words?"
"Silly girl, do you think he was scared away by my shout? This Minotaur is also a strong demigod after all, and it is impossible to be so weak. The reason why he was knocked away is entirely because of the laws contained around the Immortal Slayer Sword.
It’s just strength!”
After listening to Fang Hao's words, Ye Fuyao immediately lowered her head and looked around. As she observed carefully, she discovered that there was actually a layer of invisible sword energy surrounding this seemingly plain wooden sword.
And this level of sword gang is not an ordinary sword gang, but a sword gang that contains the power of law. When it really explodes, not to mention demigods, not even the ultimate gods can stop its sword.
"No wonder Fang Hao said before that even in this ghost prison, meeting the strongest person is only a matter of one sword. When this sword is not fighting, it can easily kill the extreme gods. Once it explodes with all its strength, it will be really powerful.
He can slay demons and immortals."
At this moment, Ye Fuyao truly realized how terrifying the immortal soldiers were.
"Don't think that this Immortal Killing Sword is too scary. It is a dead thing after all. If it can produce a sword spirit, it will most likely evolve into a world in the sword in the future."
Perhaps seeing the shock in Ye Fuyao's eyes, Fang Hao comforted her casually.
"You just said that this sword... can also create a world? Forget it, you better stop talking and leave me alone." Ye Fuyao was speechless for a while.
She knew that when a monk reaches the realm of God King, he can develop a divine realm. However, the divine realm is different from the world. Although the divine realm can be released anytime and anywhere, it has a fatal flaw. No living being can survive in the divine realm forever.
However, the world in the sword is different. As long as the sword body is immortal, the world in the sword will never die. However, in the history of the Daluo world, no sword cultivator has ever truly achieved success.
Because, once the cultivation is completed, it will be like the creation of the world, and the true understanding of the Tao will be of greater benefit to the monks than any elixir.
While Ye Fuyao was autistic, Fang Hao's sword easily passed through the first twelve floors of Youxuan Ghost Prison. It was not until the thirteenth floor that he let go of Ye Fuyao's hand and said in a deep voice: "From here on.
Starting from the thirteenth floor, each floor is guarded by a demon spirit. With each subsequent level, the demon spirit's cultivation becomes higher, which is just right for your practice."
"Can you tell me what level of cultivation the demon spirits guarding this thirteenth floor have?" Ye Fuyao looked at the cell shrouded in the shadow of death and frowned slightly.
Fang Hao was silent for a moment and then said: "The cultivation level of a demon spirit cannot be determined by its realm. If I have to say it, it should barely reach the supreme realm, but its combat power should be stronger than the supreme realm."
Hearing this, Ye Fuyao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's okay. As long as it's not a demon in the true god realm, I should be able to handle it."
"Oh? Since you are so confident, then I will increase the difficulty of the game."
Just when Ye Fuyao was calming down, Fang Hao showed a strange smile, and then when she was unprepared, Fang Hao flew around the cell with his sword.
"Bang! Bang! Bang..."
Immediately, the cell that was originally impregnable was filled with flying sand and rocks. The cell that was originally closed was cut open like tofu as easily as Fang Hao's flying sword passed by.
"Haha, God help me. I didn't expect that Nie Fei, the King of the Wild Wind Sword, would one day escape from this hell."
"Nie Fei, you are not the only one who has escaped from trouble. I have also come out. After I come out, I will turn the Paradise Island upside down!"
…
At the moment when the prison cell collapsed, two figures, one tall and one short, slowly walked out. Although the two figures were of different shapes, they were all dressed in ragged clothes and had slovenly beards, just like refugees fleeing famine.
"These two... are both extremely rare masters. Especially that short fat guy, it makes me feel very uncomfortable." Ye Fuyao frowned as he looked at the two prisoners who escaped from the cage.
"It's not bad. The thin man named Nie is at the peak of the Great God. As for the fat man, I guess he can barely reach the Supreme. However, his physical body seems to have some skills. He should have practiced some special skills." Fang Hao said lightly.
said.
"Thank you two for helping me. I'm Luo Hu, who gave me the nickname Immortal Yama. I will repay you two for your life-saving grace today. Luo will definitely repay each other with springs in the future." The short fat man looked at Fang Hao and Ye Fuyao holding their fists in the air with their swords.
Gongshou Road.
Fang Hao grinned and said, "No need to go to so much trouble. You can repay the favor now. As long as you can defeat her, I will let you out."
"You want me to fight them two?" Ye Fuyao instantly understood Fang Hao's intention.
Fang Hao shook his head and said with a smile: "It's not just the two of them, the demon spirits have been alarmed and will probably come over soon. I will be here to watch your performance later."
As soon as Fang Hao finished speaking, Ye Fuyao felt the sword shake violently, and then her whole body broke away from the Immortal Slayer Sword and fell to the ground.
"Girl, what do you mean by what you just said?" Luo Hu said confused.
Ye Fuyao glared at Fang Hao, who was watching the show in the distance, and said angrily: "You guys have a fight with me. If you win, I'll let you go. If you lose, you'll stay here forever."
"Huh? I, Luo, have never fought with women!" Luo Hu said with a serious look on his face.
"What a fuss!"
Ye Fuyao took a deep breath, and as the true energy in his body surged, his slender figure moved swiftly like lightning.
"Bang!"
In just a blink of an eye, he came directly in front of Luo Hu and punched him in the stomach.
"Boom!"
In an instant, Luo Hu rolled out quickly like a ball of meat.
"Brother Luo, are you okay?"
Nie Fei, who was standing not far away, saw Luo Hu being beaten out by Ye Fuyao and shouted anxiously.
"You'd better worry more about yourself!"
As soon as Ye Fuyao finished speaking, he came to Nie Fei and punched him directly in the face.
Instantly, Nie Fei's face was bleeding from the nose, his nose was dented from the blow, and he looked extremely miserable.
"You stinky bitch, if you don't hit someone in the face, I will fight with you!"
Being slapped in the face by Ye Fuyao in public, and the beating was so brutal, Nie Fei could not swallow his breath no matter what.
"boom!"
However, before he had time to explode, the ground shook suddenly, and then a monster wearing heavy armor, with short horns on its head, and its body burning with terrifying green flames rushed in directly.
The demon spirit guarding the thirteenth floor of the ghost prison finally arrived belatedly. (To be continued)