Immortal Voices

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At this time, inside the Biyan Demon Prison. The young man whose whole body was burning with karma fire flashed with black energy and finally extinguished all the karma fire.

No longer enveloped by the fire of karma, there was no greenness between his brows, and his eyes occasionally flashed with cold light and darkness.

"We are in the same boat!" the young man murmured lowly.

That cold voice made the prison feel even colder.

The young man took out a hairpin from his hairband. After being corroded by the evil spirit, the hairpin quickly turned into a sharp blade.

He turned around and cut off the chains tied to his body neatly, holding the sharp blade and quickly ran towards the exit.

If he sensed it correctly, the Biyan Demon Prison was open at this time, and he sensed the master's aura.

Seeing him successfully escaping, the other demons, big and small, who were still imprisoned in the demon prison: "..."

Damn it, you actually got out so easily.

Guanhu is amazing.

All the restrictions within the Biyan Demon Prison allowed that person to have his way.

Well, Guanhu is indeed amazing.

They could recognize the familiar bloodline aura of this man through the karma fire.

I didn’t expect that after so many years of fever, this man is still so energetic. He is truly worthy of that man’s bloodline.

Admiration is admiration, but this does not change their deep hatred for the related households.

It was agreed that #everyone hold hands, whoever goes out first is the dog#.

#人间不worthy#

Since they couldn't go out, they could only try their best to hypnotize themselves.

Although there was no food or drink in this place, it was still a place to stay. It was entertainment for them to hold a sorority party and have a few fights, so as not to be killed by the law of heaven.

Biyan Demon Prison is my home, created and constructed by you, me and him.

It's just so realistic.

Seeing that Rong Xian was about to be bound by chains, and others thought that this emperor was about to come to an end and become another person's legend, a black shadow flew out of the devil's prison, cut off the surrounding chains with a sword, and pulled Zhu Rongxian dodged the attack from the Demon Prison.

"Who is that?" Yan Kui and others asked strangely.

At the critical moment, a person suddenly jumped out, and he ran away from the Biyan Demon Prison. He couldn't be considered a good person no matter how he looked at it.

Except for Zhao Hu, who had seen the man, everyone else was subconsciously on guard.

"It's him!" Zhao Hu said in surprise.

Sima Hengjun immediately asked: "Do you know him?"

Zhao Hu shook his head and replied: "I don't know him, but I do know that man. He is your Majesty's nephew."

Everyone was surprised that Emperor Xu actually had a nephew?

Then they recalled it, and it seemed that when they first collected information about Emperor Xu, they had such a nephew who came from the lower world.

Later, he was imprisoned by the Demon Lord in the Biyan Demon Prison. Emperor Xu also ordered the Demon Lord to release the people and imprisoned the Demon Lord at the Mirror Stage. However, the Demon Lord was very powerful, so he left the matter alone.

That's the good thing about monks. Even if you don't pay attention to it, you can still remember the things you have heard.

But - Rong Guo's weird style of painting, no matter what happens, people will always ignore them unintentionally.

In front, Rong Xian leaned on the man, looking weak, and the blood on the corner of her mouth was very convincing.

Seeing the weak look of his strong aunt, Rong Yu burst into tears.

I’m in the same boat as this stubborn man!

Scumbag shall die.

He gently let go of Rong Xian, opened his aura and rushed forward. Halfway through, he saw the chain coming from the sky coming back.

Rong Xian asked in confusion: "Yu'er?"

Rong Yu said bitterly: "Aunt, I can't deal with the devil prison for the time being. After all, I managed to escape..." He didn't want to go back in.

Rong Xian was speechless, with a hint of disgust in her eyes.

Rong Yu had rushed so hard just now, and she was still dissatisfied that Rong Yu had not been taught enough.

As a result, Rong Yu came back, and she disliked Rong Yu for being too cowardly.

Extremely difficult to maintain.

But this does not prevent her from loving her nephew.

Rong Xian raised her hand and patted Rong Yu. Rong Yu flew out with his face turned upside down and landed next to Yan Kui and others.

"Teacher!" Rong Yu said angrily, not even calling his aunt.

Everyone: Huh?

Rong Xian ignored them, her attention was always on Tongzhou.

"I have been waiting for the Demon Lord to release Yu'er for a long time, and now I finally got what I wanted." Rong Xian said in a coquettish manner, and became even more merciless.

The aura around her instantly more than doubled, completely mobilizing the power of the small world to join her.

It is equivalent to the power shown when killing the powerful people on the Earth Ranking before, and it is still half a step higher.

At the same time, she also branched out into another incarnation, holding the Xuanming Heavy Water Sword and heading towards Fu Yuhuang.

After all, Heaven is still watching, and even if she wants to cheat, she must be 70% true and 30% false, otherwise she will be in trouble.

Fu Yuhuang stabilized his body, stretched out his right hand, and the sword, which was as small as a palm, floated in the palm of his hand and became larger as it rotated.

Holding the long sword in her hand, she glanced at the Xuanming Heavy Water Sword with unknown meaning, and asked mischievously: "Why doesn't your Majesty not use the Golden Sword of Merit?"

This question really makes no sense, and other people also find it strange, but they can't say why it is strange, but they always have the illusion of being ridiculed.

Until Xiao Yuan said slowly: "If I'm not mistaken, that snake is the Xuanming Water Snake."

Where there are Xuanming water snakes, there will definitely be Xuanming heavy water. This is something everyone knows.

No wonder Emperor Xu didn't use the Golden Sword of Merit, because Xuan Ming Heavy Water restrained the Golden Sword of Merit.

"These two people are really..." They are in conflict with each other in every aspect.

Wang Ting from Ziyun Dojo said in surprise.

Yan Kui pursed his lips and said: "Things in the world are so wonderful. There is cause and effect, and only now is there."

However, Emperor Xu's Xuanming Heavy Water Sword may not be of much use to Fu Yuhuang.

As for Emperor Xu’s Xuanming Heavy Water Sword?

Haha, as Emperor Xu is the king of a country, is Xuanming Heavy Water a rare treasure?

Not really.

So it's only normal that she has a sword made of heavy water.

Everyone solved the loopholes for Rong Xian with perfect logic, praised his own intelligence, and despised the ignorance of others.

In a moment, the incarnations of Fu Yuhuang and Rong Xian were fighting each other. The attacks between the two were fast and fierce, and every move was designed to kill the enemy.

"They want to deal with each other in the shortest possible time." said the Empress of the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

This was an obvious decision and a decision that had to be made.

The two people are incompatible with each other. The closer they are and the longer they stay together, the greater the damage will be to both parties.

Fu Yuhuang didn't want to cause unnecessary damage to herself, and neither did Rong Xian.

Zhao Hu murmured: "Did the Sword Emperor choose his successor according to his destiny? This is too coincidental."

All I can say is that Rong Xian’s character is too **** up.

Rong Xian turned around and slashed down with her sword, and said calmly: "If you don't worry about which sword to use, Yuhuang won't win even if I don't use the sword."

Fu Yuhuang laughed loudly and said openly and honestly: "In this case, it will be up to you and me who will win."

The two of them quickly fought each other regardless of their own injuries.

Zhao Hu and others are in a strange circle of Shura fields with the same person in two battlefields and three identities.

Maybe more than three.