The ground was shaking, the sky was shaking, and the void was rolling.

Every step he took.

The earth was shaking, the sky was shaking, and the void was rolling.

Li Ci was an immortal walking in the world. Every move he made shook the world.

The people of Mingyue family had already lost their souls, their faces were ashen, and fear made them lose control.

Caiyue sneered, which was very gratifying.

The sword master was still frightened.

Mingyue Qingfeng sighed repeatedly. Isn't his future son-in-law too scary?

Mingyue smiled silently when she saw the joy, which was extremely brilliant, and her eyes were full of Li Ci's figure.

She knew that the man that God had arranged for her was no ordinary person, but a dragon among men, a man who dominated the world.

Li Ci smiled, and he was extraordinary and holy, step by step approaching, like a god who dominated the world.

"What did you say?"

"Who is your master?"

Li Ci came to Ming Yuemei, looking down from above, with a look of contempt.

The corners of his mouth were raised, full of sarcasm and disdain.

"My master... is Yuzhou... Wuliang Godmother!"

Ming Yuemei, who could no longer be seen in human form, still uttered fierce sounds intermittently.

"Oh?"

"So what?"

Li Ci pointed his finger, leaving a transparent blood hole on his body.

The heart-wrenching roar once again echoed in everyone's ears.

Everyone became more and more shocked, more and more frightened, and more and more uneasy.

Is Li Ci a devil?

Ming Yuemei no longer looked like a human being, she was almost a pile of meat paste, but Li Ci was still torturing Ming Yuemei.

He did not want Ming Yuemei to die as soon as possible, he wanted her to live a life worse than death, and to be in excruciating pain.

"Wulian Godmother?"

"She is indeed a big shot!"

Sword Saint muttered to himself.

The name of Wuliang Godmother is a household name in Yuzhou, and everyone knows her.

She has never been a sect.

But in Yuzhou, there are her disciples in almost every corner.

Some of her disciples have already become well-known big shots.

But!

Compared with Li Ci, Sword Saint still feels that there is no comparison.

Li Ci's cultivation has reached an unimaginable level.

The speed of improvement is unexpected.

Every day is different!

Who knows if Li Ci will enter the Jindan realm tomorrow?

The Sword Saint had made up his mind to hold on to his sworn brother for the rest of his life and never let go.

Who knows if someone else will snatch him away after he lets go.

"Well, is Wuliang Godmother very powerful?"

Li Ci looked over.

"Very powerful!"

"Well, to me!"

The Sword Saint shrugged.

"Oh, that's nothing!"

Li Ci's breath moved again, like an invisible hand, slapping Mingyuemei hard.

Sword Saint: "..."

Wuliang Godmother is nothing, she is blaming someone else.

Isn't that a disguised way of saying that he is even worse than nothing?

Buzz!

It was also at this time!

Suddenly!

A sharp sword energy burst out from Mingyuemei, who no longer looked like a human.

The sword energy was fierce and slashed Li Ci's face.

Li Ci's eyes condensed and he snorted coldly.

The sword energy exploded and disappeared.

"Who hurt my disciple!"

A fierce shout rang out.

A figure walked out from Mingyuemei's body.

The terrifying aura was like a raging sea, crushing all directions.

In the aura, there was a mixture of supreme sword energy, which was overwhelming, and instantly chopped many people to pieces.

"Hahaha... Master... Li Ci, you're done!"

"My master's clone can kill you here."

Puff!

Li Ci stepped on Mingyuemei's head, and she died completely.

The blurred figure was very strong!

Another strong man who entered the immortal gate.

A clone has the strength of the Qi Refining Realm, so you can imagine how strong the original body is.

Of course!

This is for others.

"Kill my disciple, who are you, kneel down!"

Like the roar of a god, the supreme divine power was overwhelming.

Words come true!

The people in the field knelt down instantly, completely unable to control their bodies.

Of course, Li Ci was not among these people.

"You are just a clone, and you want to be king?"

"I! Li Ci!"

"Let the original body come!"

Li Ci slapped him with his backhand.

The clone of Wuliang Godmother was reduced to ashes and no longer existed, as if it had never appeared.

It's over?

Just one palm?

Although the other party was just a clone, he had also entered the realm of Qi Refining in the Immortal Gate, and was a supreme existence.

Can't you give him a little face?

Li Ci turned around and looked at everyone with disdain, his eyes

Wherever the light goes, everyone's heart and soul tremble.

He took Mingyue Jianxi from Caiyue's hand and turned to leave.

At this time!

"Son-in-law, wait a minute!"

Mingyue Qingfeng called Li Ci.

Frowning, Mingyue Qingfeng was slightly surprised, wondering if Li Ci didn't like this name.

"There may be a lot of blood in the evil prison!"

Mingyue Qingfeng had a gloomy face, and Mingyue Jianxi's condition made him very worried.

"Okay!"

Li Ci nodded.

Mingyue Jianxi's condition was very bad. If the air-sealing nail could be removed as soon as possible, it might be able to recover.

If it takes too long, even if the air-sealing nail is pulled out, it may hurt the bones.

Mingyue Qingfeng led Li Ci to the back mountain of Mingyue's home.

The back mountain is not small, but a vast mountain range.

"Three miles ahead is the evil prison!"

In the mountains, there is a black barrier.

The barrier flows, it is evil energy!

The evil spirit surged, but was blocked by an invisible force.

Li Ci observed carefully and found that the mountains in front were giant swords that stood tall.

There was an invisible force connecting the giant swords, forming an invisible wall to block the evil spirits that wanted to rush out!

"Sword wall!"

The sword saint spoke.

The sword wall blocked the evil spirits, but it can be seen that some huge swords have collapsed, and the power of the sword wall has obviously weakened a lot.

"The ancestor escaped alone and built this sword wall to block the evil spirits in it!"

"The sword wall has gradually lost its original function after years of precipitation. Some giant swords have fallen and their power has weakened. The evil spirits in it want to escape!"

"To stop them, one is to strengthen the sword wall. We have tried it, but it doesn't work. The second is to kill all the evil spirits in it. Obviously, we can't do it!"

Mingyue Qingfeng sighed.

He is now forced to sit on the position of the patriarch, which is a hot potato and the pressure is huge.

"I learned from the ancient books left by my ancestors that there is a blood pool in the evil prison, which was used to temper the disciples' bodies."

"The blood pool is full of the essence of various spirits and monsters. It has not dried up for thousands of years and can make people reborn. Although it has been a long time, I think the blood pool should not be dry yet."

"The blood pool is guarded by sword spirits. Except for the disciples of this sect, outsiders can never use it. Even if it is occupied by evil spirits, they should not be able to move the blood pool!"

Mingyue Qingfeng did not dare to be 100% sure, but could only say that there is a great hope.

"Understood!"

Li Ci took a breath and glanced at Mingyue Jianxi in his arms.

"I will always believe in you!"

Mingyue Jianxi smiled, although sickly and pale, but still ethereal.

"Are you going?"

Li Ci glanced at the Sword Saint!

"Duty-bound!"

"I will never back down when doing things for my elder brother and sister-in-law!"

The Sword Saint said resolutely.

Li Ci: "..."

Mingyue Jianxi was quite happy.

"Hehe..."

Suddenly!

A weird laugh sounded, making people shudder.

The group looked forward and frowned involuntarily.

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