Horizontal Push Starts From Drawing a Sword

At this moment, this world seems to be controlled by a domineering force, and time seems to have become stagnant.

A figure slowly walked out.

Monsoon was sluggish.

Leng Yueyan looked surprised.

On the other hand, Mo Changjie was horrified and lost his voice for the first time... "Old, ancestor?!"

Every time Ji Wufeng took a step, the surrounding void was torn apart, sending out a chaotic tear.

"traitor."

He looked at Mo Changxie and spit out two words.

However, these simple words struck Mo Changjie's heart like a heavy hammer. The whole person bleeds from the seven orifices on the spot, his skin was chapped, and he let out a heart-piercing scream.

The Qiankun bag containing Lin Shuguang fell to the ground.

Leng Yueyan struggled in the solidified void around her, trying to catch Lin Shuguang, but Ji Wufeng was too strong, not to mention her, even Monsoon was stunned.

Who is Ji Wufeng?

The god of war of the Taiyi Immortal Gate back then!

Although he knew that Ji Wufeng was very strong, he had been suppressed in the black prison for many years, and his strength should have diminished a lot, but now that he has experienced it personally, there is clearly no sign of weakening.

Is this Ji Wufeng still human? !

Ji Wufeng approached slowly, Mo Changjie's face was full of horror, and he kept staggering back.

At this time, Sima Tingwei said with difficulty, "Ji Wufeng, if you take another step forward, it is equivalent to breaking out of prison!"

Ji Wufeng stopped and looked at him. A step away, the Black Prison Formation Barrier was there.

"I could leave the black prison three hundred years ago, but I was useless, and now... the time has come."

In front of Sima Tingwei, he stepped down.

The entire black prison shook.

Ji Wufeng stretched out his hand, and in an instant the sea of ​​​​clouds tossed, with the black prison as the center, the earth was torn apart, and a domineering force imprisoned the world.

Under all the horrified eyes, they saw that the black prison that had stood for hundreds of years completely collapsed, and a halberd of divine light burst out from the ground.

A terrifying aura erupted from Ji Wufeng.

"Old, old ancestor..." Mo Changxiao was already frightened. He didn't expect Ji Wufeng to be locked here, and he didn't expect Ji Wufeng's current strength to be so terrifying that he had no chance of turning over.

If he had known early on that Ji Wufeng was still so terrifying, how could he have betrayed the Ninth Prince of Taiyi Immortal Sect!

However, Ji Wufeng looked at him with a faint gaze, "What is an eyesore, get out!"

A wave of hands.

There was a sound of bone cracking from Mo Changxie's body, and he was directly blown away by a huge force.

When taking off, this guy still clenched his teeth and grabbed the Qiankun bag where Lin Shuguang was.

This scene made Leng Yueyan shout angrily, "Mo Chang Fierce!!!"

Monsoon's face also turned cold, "Ji Wufeng, do you know what you are doing!"

Ji Wufeng looked at the two of them indifferently, "Today, I am out of the mountain, and I don't want to kill anyone. I will go back and tell Gu Taxian that the cause and effect is here."

A palm tore through the void, and the whole person disappeared from the place.

The moment he disappeared, the imprisoning power within the range of the black prison dissipated.

Whether it was Monsoon, Sima Tingwei, or Leng Yueyan, they all regained their mobility.

Leng Yueyan got up and rushed out.

"Hey—" Monsoon wanted to stop, but Leng Yueyan, like a little lion who was irritated, turned a deaf ear and chased after him.

It was at this time.

Behind Monsoon and Sima Tingwei, a terrifying momentum slowly rose in the black prison. Whether it was an old monster who had been imprisoned for thousands of years, or a new murderer who had just been detained, Ji Wufeng was shocked. After shattering the magic circle here, all of them regained their mobility.

The strength is high and low.

The ruined black prison is riddled with holes, and suddenly sees the light again. Countless criminals seem to have discovered a treasure, and roar frantically, "We are free!"

Followed by countless people dashing out.

Monsoon had a big head on the spot, "This time it's troublesome!"

Sima Tingwei charged with murderous intent, raising his hands to suppress, "Everyone in the black prison obeys!"

...

in the void.

Ji Wufeng fled somewhere, looking at the devil's cave, "Lin Shuguang, I can help you here."

He chuckled for a moment, "Killing the prince? Interesting. The old man didn't dare to do this back then."

The figure exploded and disappeared again.

...

In the Demon Cave, the ancient battlefield shrouded in darkness, a red light suddenly appeared from a distance, like a shooting star falling in front of the palace of the Ninth Prince.

In an instant, countless steps were blasted to shreds, and some guards who were caught off guard were blown away by the air waves bombarded by the visitors on the spot, and the screams were endless.

"What's the matter!"

The ninth prince, Gu Changhe, yelled angrily.

When the door was opened, numerous guards poured in from all directions to rescue him.

Mo Changxie staggered to his feet, holding the Qiankun bag in both hands, "His Royal Highness, people, people have brought them."

While speaking, he kept vomiting blood, and his cracked body was like a demon, and those who saw it were shocked.

The ninth prince, Gu Changhe, was also stunned for a moment, "Mo Chang fierce?"

He hurriedly walked over, "You... what happened?!"

He is aware of Mo Changxiao's strength.

In his opinion, even if Mo Changxiao met Monsoon and Sima Tingwei when he went to the Black Prison to catch Lin Shuguang, he couldn't have ended up like this, right?

Did something go wrong?

The ninth prince, Gu Changhe, was really at a loss this time.

Mo Changjie resisted the tearing pain from the wound all over his body, and said with difficulty, "It's Ji Wufeng."

"Ji Wufeng?" The ninth prince's eyes widened immediately, "He is in the black prison?!"

He was stunned.

Immediately reacted, "Yes, it must be in the black prison! I said, why was Sima Tingwei sent to that ghost place, so it is! So it is! But shouldn't Ji Wufeng be locked in the prison? How did you meet him? he?"

Mo Changjie lowered his head and said in a fearful tone, "He... escaped from prison."

"What?!" The ninth prince was dumbfounded on the spot, "Jailbreak?"

For thousands of years, he had never met a person who could successfully escape from the magic circle created by his father himself.

He hurriedly asked, "He succeeded?"

Mo Changxiao nodded, "It's just that he didn't kill me..."

The ninth prince could not help but look over when he heard the words.

He was also wondering why Ji Wufeng didn't kill Mo Changjie. Naturally, he couldn't guess the secret "collaboration" between Ji Wufeng and Lin Shuguang. He thought that this Mo Changjie might allow him to get in touch with Ji Wufeng, so he pretended to be generous, "First Don't say so much, you go to the warehouse to get a Jin Yuandan, heal the injury first, this king knows about it, and we will talk about it in detail later."

"Thank you, Your Highness, I retire." Mo Changjie turned to leave, but stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

Being able to injure a Nirvana realm powerhouse to such a degree, the ninth prince's breathing suddenly became rapid, and his heart secretly rejoiced, "This Ji Wufeng may have stepped into the great sage! It's no wonder that he can break the father's law formation, the whole I am afraid that only the father emperor and those old monsters can teach him to compete with him, right?

This Ji Wufeng is also able to hide, after being detained for so long, his cultivation has not even gone backwards! If I can get his secret support..."

He immediately shouted: "What are you doing stupidly, go and help Mo Changxiao!"

The people in front went forward and left with Mo Changjie.

The ninth prince looked at the Qiankun bag in front of him, and his hatred for Lin Shuguang became much less as he knew that Ji Wufeng appeared.

He stepped on the Qiankun bag with one foot, and sneered at the corner of his mouth, "In the end, didn't you still run into my hands?"

"Come on, bring him in!"

The ninth prince gave an order and took the lead in entering the hall. The two attendants trotted and followed the Qiankun bag containing Lin Shuguang.

"Put it there." The ninth prince pointed his finger somewhere in the hall.

"boom!"

The Qiankun bag was put down.

"You go out."

The two attendants were ordered to respectfully exit the hall and closed the door.

The ninth prince looked at the Qiankun bag with great interest.

Opening the bag, Lin Shuguang was still in a coma.

The ninth prince was satisfied and showed a high smile, "Being able to take away this king's [Nine Devil Scroll] means that you still have other treasures in your hand, and now they are all owned by this king!"

"Really? I don't think so."

Lin Shuguang suddenly opened his eyes, stretched out his hand and firmly grasped the wrist of the ninth prince!

"you!!!"