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Chapter 682 Uninvited Guest

The unusual movements that occurred outside Qishan Prison soon affected the lowest levels of the prison.

As the main spiritual energy supply line was destroyed, and the backup spiritual energy line was also destroyed by the inner ghost, the original spiritual energy circulation formed by various restrictions at the lowest level of Qishan Prison was cut off from the source. After a sudden bright and dark spiritual light flashed, there were many

Stopped running.

Only some of the restrictions on Mingzhu Prison were not affected because it was independent of the main body of Qishan Prison.

However, most of the independent restrictions without the support of external formations have limited power. With Mingzhu's strength, it is only a matter of time before they can be cracked. However, Mingzhu knew that the limit was approaching, so he just watched everything that happened in front of him with cold eyes, and even moved

Didn't even move.

Mingzhu has also experienced many battles and has seen a lot.

What was happening in front of him seemed nothing more than that to him.

After all, Mingzhu's life experience is legendary. Even the three ascended immortals once talked and laughed with him. In his eyes, the shocking big thing in front of him was just a small job performed by low-level monks. He even saw

Wang Ziwei and others had nervous and solemn expressions on their faces, and there was a hint of disdain on the corner of his mouth.

This condescending look is like humans observing ants building an anthill.

But no one cares about Mingzhu’s thoughts at this time.

Seeing that all the restrictions at the lowest level of Qishan Prison were subsided as planned, Fu Zhibin, the top person in charge of the prison escape operation, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Although there were some accidents in the process, things eventually returned to the planned track.

After calming down for a while, Fu Zhibin said in a deep voice: "It seems that the operations outside are going very smoothly. Now the main restrictions at the bottom of Qishan Prison are like water without roots. Once the spiritual energy is used up, some will be lost, especially

The Immortal Restriction that traps Wang Sandao consumes a large amount of spiritual energy every moment. If this continues, it will soon be unsustainable... Just look at it if you don’t believe me!"

The lowest building structure of Qishan Prison is like a long and narrow dead end, and the cell of Mingzhu Ancestor is located at the end of this dead end. But when everyone looked in the direction of Warden Fu's finger, they found that there was a dead end.

The originally solid granite wall at the end gradually became illusory.

Looking back from the rock wall that gradually turned translucent, a new passage appeared faintly next to Mingzhu Ancestor's cell, and the shadow of the third cell was also revealed in this passage.

It was as if it had been conjured out of thin air by a magic trick.

The third cell that suddenly appeared was only the shadow of Mohu at first, but as the light and shadow fluctuated, the scene inside became clear at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even Ancestor Mingzhu, who was watching the excitement, couldn't help but marveled at this moment: "This is the legendary immortal method! Wang Sandao's cell was originally supposed to be part of the Kyushu world, but this set of immortal family restrictions

But it was forcibly cut out, and then thrown into the depths of the Infinite Sea, forming an independent small world! However, as the fairy formation lost its supply of spiritual energy, this small world that was cut out would soon return.

It was originally located in Kyushu! I just don’t know whether these miraculous methods came from the real ancient immortals or from those imposters from outside the territory."

As a great monk at the Nascent Soul Stage, Mingzhu Ancestor’s ability to perceive the boundless sea of ​​​​emptiness far exceeds that of ordinary cultivators. Naturally, he can also discover many mysteries that lower-level monks cannot discover, but no one can answer his questions...

At this time, Yang Lu was also shocked by the scene in front of him.

If the magic of the world of cultivation can still be understood as some more advanced form of energy, then this ability to cut the three-dimensional universe at will has completely exceeded the understanding limit of earth civilization and has entered the category of advanced civilization that earth people cannot understand.

Although Yang Lu has experienced the magic of the ancient immortal teleportation array before, that teleportation array can teleport people away in just an instant. After all, it is not as good as the three-dimensional space in front of him that can be freely disassembled and assembled like Lego blocks.

The visual impact is powerful.

With this level of technology, it would be an understatement to say that you can control the laws of the universe in the palm of your hand!

Is this the strength of advanced civilization?

As the power of Immortal Restriction continued to drain away, Wang Sandao's cell seemed to have been salvaged from the boundless sea of ​​​​void, and the internal scene became clearer. Yang Lu could even see that this cell was similar to that of Ancestor Mingzhu.

In his cell, there was an unkempt figure sitting cross-legged. He should be Wang Sandao, the ancestor of the Spirit Tribe who had been imprisoned for more than two hundred years.

Warden Fu stared at the figure who appeared in the third cell and whispered: "Yes, this person is Wang Sandao! His cell ban will be invalidated soon. Assistant Wang, you must listen to me later.

command."

However, this time, Wang Ziwei did not have time to answer.

Because in the cell at the bottom of Qishan Prison, a burst of applause suddenly sounded.

Everyone quickly turned their heads and looked behind them, only to find that an old man in Taoist robes had appeared behind them. Moreover, behind this old man in Taoist robes were two panicked prison guards.

Counting Fu Zhibin, there are three prison guards at the bottom of Qishan Prison. The two foundation-building prison guards following the old man in Taoist robes were the ones who were originally responsible for guarding Ke Zheng and Mingzhu's cells.

Although according to Cheng Shida's previous introduction, these two people were their pre-arranged operational accomplices, the status of the participants in these operations was also different. Fu Zhibin did not want these two peripheral personnel to get in the way, so he started early

He asked them to retreat and ordered them to guard the entrance to the bottom of Qishan Prison.

Speaking of which, there is nothing to guard at the entrance to the lowest level of Qishan Prison. If you want to enter the lowest level of Qishan Prison, you need the joint authorization of Wuliang Sword Sect and Arctic Han Palace, and you also need the joint permission of several wardens of Qishan Prison.

Even if there is a major change in Qishan Prison today, most of the restrictions have been paralyzed. Without the help of the Nascent Soul monks, or the help of an insider like Fu Zhibin, outsiders would not be able to get in for a while.

Even the warden Chu Zhe is the same!

However, after seeing the two prison guards following the old man, everyone instantly realized:

Something big is going on!

Because the state of the two prison guards was not normal, they seemed to be trapped by an invisible barrier. They were beating the air in front of them desperately, but no sound came from them. It was like they were performing a silent pantomime.

, obviously, these two people should have been trapped by the spell cast by the old man in Taoist robes.

If it weren't for the old man in Taoist robes who took the initiative to applaud, no one would have even noticed what happened behind them. But what's even more strange is that no one had noticed any fluctuations in spellcasting nearby before.

Zhibin didn't know when the old man in Taoist robes took action. Even the old man in Taoist robes was now standing in front of everyone. Yang Lu's consciousness did not detect any fluctuations in spiritual energy, as if the other person was just a mortal.

However, it is not entirely accurate to say that no one noticed the sudden appearance of the old man in Taoist robes.

Yang Lu noticed from the corner of his eye that Patriarch Mingzhu looked at the old man in Taoist robes. There was no look of surprise in his eyes, but only a hint of sarcasm.


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