If Wang Sandao had just broken out of the prison and was shooting at the cell wall, the way he is now swinging his fist in the air is a bit like fighting with the air, which looks quite funny.
However, as Wang Sandao punched out, something amazing happened. Wherever his fist struck, the three-dimensional space was shattered inch by inch. The entire world was like a broken invisible glass vessel, and densely packed areas instantly appeared.
crack.
Did this Wang Sandao eat Whitebeard’s Zhenzhen Fruit?
Although it was not the first time to see Wang Sandao violently breaking the ban, this kind of strength that could shatter the void with just one move still made Yang Lu and everyone else look horrified. Even Ming Zhu's Tong Kong was shocked.
Shrinking slightly, he took the initiative to ask: "Wang Sandao, have you already reached the realm of Wu Po Void? You...you can't have reached the Immortal Realm, right?!"
Just like Jiuzhou cultivators have many different realms, the martial arts of the Spirit Clan in the Wilderness Realm, like the lazy online articles on Earth, are divided into seven major realms from low to high, namely warrior, martial artist, great martial artist,
Wu Ling, Wu Wang, Wu Huang, and Wu Emperor.
What Mingzhu calls Wu Po Void is the special magical power that can only be possessed by the legendary Martial Emperor. It is said that those powerful Spirit Clan Martial Emperors can even compete with the ascended immortals of Kyushu!
But these are just legends.
Since the launch of the Wild Wasteland Development Plan, cultivators have never seen the martial arts of the Spirit Clan in the Martial Emperor Realm. Over time, cultivators have identified the Martial Emperor Realm as the myth of the Spiritual Clan in the Wild Wilderness Realm.
According to Mingzhu, could it be that Wang Sandao is already the legendary Martial Emperor of the Spirit Tribe?
Seeing the three-dimensional space collapse in front of him, Wang Sandao shook his head and said: "I once saw the real Emperor Wu with my own eyes. Now, I am still very far away from the realm of Emperor Wu. According to the Bandit King, I can easily crack it.
The ban in your cultivation world is not because of how strong I am, but because the operating system of the spiritual martial arts is incompatible with the operating system of your cultivation world's magic. This has led to the ban in the cultivation world. For the spiritual martial arts,
Xue’s defense is almost zero.”
What?
Does the Spiritual Clan really have a Martial Emperor?
Then who is the Bandit King?
Hearing this very nonsensical title, Yang Lu was about to ask a question when Wang Ziwei explained in a low voice: "The elders of the Spiritual Tribe all like to call President Lu Yang the Bandit King. This is the most noble title in the entire wilderness.
It is more noble than the legendary Martial Emperor. It is said that this is because Mr. Lu showed the powerful power of the ascended immortal in the wilderness, so our spiritual ancestors worshiped him as a god!"
After receiving Wang Ziwei's explanation, Yang Lu wanted to complain even more.
Do you, the spiritual tribe of the Wilderness Realm, all like to call your god "The Bandit King"?
Wang Sandao obviously heard Wang Ziwei's explanation, but he just smiled and shook his head and said: "The Bandit King is more than a god. If it weren't for the Bandit King, we, the Spiritual Clan in the Wilderness Territory, would probably still be just a group of people who can talk.
The beast.”
Yang Lu asked: "But what does this have to do with bandits?"
Wang Sandao said calmly: "Before the Bandit King appeared, there were no decent human settlements in the Wilderness Territory. Everyone formed bandit villages based on blood ties and struggled to survive. There is no way of heaven in the Wilderness Territory.
Restraint, we, the natives of the Spiritual Tribe, either you kill me or I kill you, and there are bloody fights and fights every day. Low-level bandits are not even livestock in front of high-level bandits. At least the herdsmen in the Kyushu world are not
They would kill and humiliate livestock for fun. In that dark era, the life of the spiritual tribe in the wilderness was as miserable as that of wild beasts. It was not until the bandit king appeared and reorganized the order of the wilderness that the wilderness ushered in a new era.
I hope you Kyushu people can’t understand our feelings towards the Bandit King——”
"Crash——!"
Before Wang Sandao finished speaking, the space in front of everyone's eyes was completely shattered. When the dust stirred up by Wang Sandao's heaven-defying punch gradually dissipated, the passage leading to the upper level of Qishan Prison was finally revealed.
Everyone couldn't care less about small talk now.
Everyone unanimously activated their reconnaissance spells to check the current situation of Qishan Prison.
Logically speaking, if there was such a big commotion at the bottom of Qishan Prison, the prison guards at the upper levels must have been on standby for a long time. Maybe all kinds of temporary restrictions and temporary formations have been arranged for them.
, even Mingzhu and Wang Sandao have silently mobilized their spiritual energy, preparing to forcefully break out.
Wang Sandao was from the Spiritual Clan in the Wilderness Territory, and killing people didn't even require deducting merit.
If there were really desperate guards who wanted to intercept them, Wang Sandao could even directly bloodbath Qishan Prison. Without the main supply of spiritual energy, the prison guards would have no chance of winning against Wang Sandao!
However, the scene on the upper level of Qishan Prison at this time far exceeded everyone's expectations. After the passage was violently blasted open by Wang Sandao, they could not feel any trace of prison guards.
Not only that, through the five-sense strengthening technique, Yang Lu could faintly smell a strong smell of blood, and once again extended his consciousness outwards, he could even hear faint explosions and shouts in the distance.
Even Cheng Shida was surprised: "Qishan Prison...what happened?"
Compared with the monks in the Qi Refining Stage and the Foundation Establishment Stage, the spiritual consciousness of the Yuanying Stage monks is countless times more powerful. Ancestor Mingzhu just moved his expression slightly and quickly explained: "The upper cells of Qishan Prison are all empty.
Got it!"
Are all the cells in Qishan Prison empty?
Yang Lu quickly asked: "Can it be said that all the prisoners in Qishan Prison took advantage of the chaos just now to escape?"
Ancestor Mingzhu just spread his hands to express that he didn't know.
However, Fu Zhibin denied it: "This is impossible! Most of the restrictions in the upper cells of Qishan Prison are independent. Even if the external supply of spiritual energy is lost, it is impossible for the prisoners to break out so quickly!"
"Perhaps someone deliberately released the prisoner?"
Fu Zhibin once again denied Yang Lu's speculation: "Only prison warden Chu Zhe's authority token can temporarily release prisoners in the golden elixir phase. Other prison officials can only temporarily release prisoners in the foundation phase at most. Chu Zhe has a day.
With so much information in hand, it’s too late to reduce the big issue to a trivial one, so how can we release all the prisoners and make the matter completely bigger?”
Before Yang Lu could ask any more questions, Mingzhu raised his hand and interrupted: "But Chu Zhe is already dead in the warden's office!"
When everyone heard this, they all cast surprised glances.
Ancestor Mingzhu said coldly: "After Chu Zhe's incarnation was killed by me, his body would inevitably suffer severe backlash, and he might even be unconscious on the spot. Someone else should have taken this opportunity to kill him! I will kill Chu
Before Zhe's incarnation, a special tracking spell was cast on his soul, if you don't believe me, see for yourselves!"
As he said that, Mingzhu nodded gently in front of everyone.
Following a flash of water-like spiritual light, a holographic image-like illusion appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
The room where the illusion was displayed was not unfamiliar to Yang Lu. It was the warden's office that he had visited before. The warden Chu Zhe was lying motionless on the ground, with a hideous wound on his chest that was poked by a flying sword. Combined with that,
There was a lot of blood flowing around him, and it was obvious that this person had just been assassinated not long ago.
