Xianbang

If half saints are the pillars of the world of cultivating immortals, then saints are the backbone supporting the world of cultivating immortals.

There are no more than ten monks who have reached the level of saints in the entire Northern Wilderness. Each of them is an extraordinary figure.

If calculated on a proportional basis, then it takes 50 years for the Northern Wilderness to produce a saint.

This is a well-deserved rare event in ten thousand years.

But the first floor of the God Prison actually holds nine strong saints. Some of these monks are human monks from the Northern Desolation, Eastern Desolation, Western Desolation, and Southern Desolation, and there are also heaven-defying saints from the six sea regions. Demons and holy beasts.

Anyway, all of these people are the overlords of the "Xiaqihuang", who have a past like myths and legends, and are countless times more famous than Guo Yi is now.

The first floor of the God Prison is extremely huge, with more than 1 large prisons, each of which covers a thousand miles in area. Countless strong men have been imprisoned here, but the long time has turned these prisoners into dry bones. Even the dead bones were turned into fly ash.

The time in the divine prison is ten thousand times that of the outside, and the loss of life is naturally ten thousand times that of the outside. Even if a saint is imprisoned for 500 years, he will die of old age here.

The great prison of no life is one of the hundreds of millions of big prisons. Even those beast soldiers dare not enter this big prison. Once they step into it, it can be said that there is death and no life.

In the big chase, Guo Yi and Qingniu had no way to escape, and finally broke into the prison of lifelessness, and stepped into an illusory world, where it was like a barren mountain and valley, with small bridges, flowing water, singing birds and flowers, and even more so. Pieces of palaces and pools and pavilions.

This is an illusory world, but these illusions are more real than the real world.

When you touch the walls of the palace with your fingers, you can still feel a bit of coldness; when you walk in the stream, you can also feel the coolness of the water flow; even the flower pairs beside the path have a charming fragrance.

When Guo Yi and Qingniu broke into this illusory prison, the thousands of beast soldiers behind them all stopped for it, and no one dared to take another step up.

"Are you sure you're not mistaken that this is the Great Prison of Lifeless? Why do I feel that this is the emperor's bedroom?" Qingniu walked among the red walls and green tiles, muttering uncertainly.

Guo Yi also had a bit of doubt, two black and white rays of light shot out from his eyes, trying to see clearly the illusion in front of him, but the cultivation level of the person who arranged these illusions in front of him was too high to see the slightest clue at all.

"Don't worry about what you see in front of you. Let's head towards the center of the palace complex. I seem to have seen a woman in a blue Taoist robe there just now."

Guo Yi strode towards the center of the palace complex, passing through a series of small paths, and surprisingly, he didn't encounter any danger on the road.

"call out!"

A cyan shadow flashed behind Guo Yi, and when Guo Yi turned his head, the shadow had disappeared without a trace.

"Did you see just now, I feel the chill behind my buttocks." The hair on Qingniu's whole body stood up, and the calf's legs were cramping.

Guo Yi glanced at the ancient alley behind him, but saw nothing.

"Just be careful. There is a saint imprisoned in the great prison of no life. It is no small matter. Some unclean things are normal." Guo Yi said, but he was still a little uneasy. After all, he knew this saint well. Not many, if she is a female devil who kills without blinking an eye, after she is released, I am afraid that she will be the first to swallow herself alive.

None of the people who can be imprisoned in this place is kind.

However, the moment Guo Yi turned his head, he was still taken aback. He saw a pale skeleton standing behind him at some point, with a strange brilliance shrouded in its eyes, almost staring at him. Guo Yi's eyeballs.

"Damn, what is it?" Guo Yi yelled, and slapped it reflexively, directly smashing the skeleton into smoke.

It turned out to be illusion again!

The other party seemed to be playing tricks on purpose, and Guo Yi was indeed taken aback just now.

"How could this be? These illusions are so clever. Is it the strangeness of the Great Prison itself, or the work of the female saint who was imprisoned here?" Qingniu was always paying attention to the four directions, and one of its gall bladders They were all terrified.

Guo Yi held the Burial Sword, shot with the sword light on his body, and walked forward step by step, saying: "I think it must be that female saint, after all, a person has been imprisoned for more than 20 years, even a normal person can be imprisoned." Guan’s mental disorder, these illusions are probably all done by her.”

"Damn it, why do you always meet crazy women recently..."

"boom!"

Before Qingniu finished speaking, a slender hand flew out of nothingness, slapped it flying, and crashed into a pavilion next to the ancient road.

This palm is still just a phantom, but it is as real as it is, capable of blowing people away.

This is a means for illusion to reach an extremely high level.

"Bah, bah, it hurts me to death, who dares to slap this deity, how courageous is it?" Qing Niu crawled out from the ruins, ate a big mouthful of ashes, and the bull's eyes the size of a fist stared around.

Guo Yi hastily kicked out a big rock and stuffed it into its bull's mouth, fearing that it would speak indiscriminately and offend this saint, and then it would be the enemy.

Going forward again, you will soon come to the center of the palace group. In the center is a large green lake with a colorful wind pavilion in the center of the lake.

There is someone in the pavilion, this person must be an elegant person, otherwise it would be impossible to live in such an elegant place.

Born to be a bit of a sleazy person, Feng Huanyuehei chased after Ma Li.

It was the year when the red building was flying with the remnant snow, driving a long dragon and laughing at others.

The woman's voice sounded in the pavilion, holding a light blue bamboo slip in her hand, reciting poems lazily half-lying in the pavilion!

She didn't seem to be aware of Guo Yi's arrival, she was still quietly holding on to the soft pavilion couch, she was wearing a spotless blue Taoist robe, and the blue silk on her head was tied on top of her head by a Taoist scarf, she looked like that The female disciple of the fairy family is enviable.

But the poems she sang were so unwilling, it seemed that her past was not as dusty as she is now, and she was once cast aside by thousands of people.

Sometimes a person's poems can reveal a person's life, and what a person says inadvertently can also reveal a person's character.

"Do you think she looks crazy?" Qingniu whispered.

Guo Yi shook his head and said, "Not only does it not look like a neuropathy, but it is also too normal."

"How do you see it?" Qing Niu asked.

"Look at the Taoist robe on her body, she is clean and clean, even her hair is full of terrifying power, and she can read poems and read books so calmly, you can tell that she is such a normal person. A prisoner?" Guo Yi analyzed.

Qingniu nodded, and said with a solemn expression: "Moreover, the skin is delicate, the breasts are plump, the facial features are exquisite, the jade legs are slender, and the waist is slender. This is normal and somewhat abnormal."

As he said that, his saliva flowed out. It seemed that after staying with Guo Yi for a long time, Niu's mind was not pure.

"You're right, but there's one thing you missed. Don't you think it's strange that a female Taoist priest is reciting poems like a woman in a brothel?" Guo Yi said.

One person and one cow stood watching from afar, talking about everything about this female Taoist priest in a low voice, even her eyelashes were studied several times.

In the end, they analyzed that this is indeed a female saint, and her body is inexplicably powerful. The most important thing is that she definitely does not come from a certain force in the Northern Wilderness, because her power has a strong Taoist atmosphere.

When it comes to Taoism, then we have to talk about Donghuang, because the entire Donghuang is almost the territory of Taoism. Taoist temples and Taoism are extremely prosperous, and almost all the immortals in Donghuang are Taoists.

In Donghuang, Taoist priests are also called "immortals".

Suddenly, the woman I was on the incense couch suddenly looked towards the lake, her bright eyes cut off the mist, and said coldly: "Who is it?"

Although it was just such a sentence, these three words directly sent Qingniu flying, knocked down a large palace again, and rolled into the ruins.

At the same time, she gently pulled out a black silk from her head with her fingers, and the black silk was pressed towards Guo Yi like a slender sword.

This is a hair shot out by the saint, which is so powerful that even a monk at the beginning of the semi-holy state can split it in half, and the blood splatters five steps.

"The Ninth Sword of Burying Heaven, the sword enters the wilderness."

The Zantian Sword flew out from a sword, cut out a great world, directly cut this black silk into two pieces, and then fell into the lake.

"Senior, there is something to discuss, why get angry?" Guo Yi put away the Burial Heaven Sword and returned it to the scabbard.

The female saint smiled mockingly, put down the bamboo slips in her hand, and said: "It's really funny, you actually call me senior, is my snow clothes so old?"

"Senior is naturally very young, just like the young girl with cardamom, the ignorant Jasper in her boudoir." Guo Yi asked for others, so he flattered him.

Qingniu crawled out of the ruins again, heard a few words, and shouted in a fuss: "You are the master of Fengyuezhai in Donghuang, Xue Yichang? When one thought becomes enlightened, Xue Yichang; when one thought becomes a demon, blood clothes; The female old devil is not dead yet? Didn't you say that you died at the hands of the Taoist leader more than 20 years ago?"

Guo Yi wanted to slap Qingniu twice, knowing that this robed woman is most afraid of people talking about her age, yet it still calls her a "female old devil", if it angers her, everyone will finish playing together.

As expected, the green bull was blown out again, this time it was even more miserable, the bull's teeth fell all over the ground, and the mouth kept vomiting blood.

At this moment, Xue Yishang's eyes were as red as blood, and even the black hair on her head became like a waterfall of blood, quite frightening.

"It turns out that you are members of Donghuang Taoism, so you will all die today." Her voice became gloomy, and her slender arms turned into bloody handprints, pressing towards Guo Yi, trying to smash him into pieces.

This is the hand of a saint. Although it is only a phantom, even a half-holy middle-level monk will be pinched to death.