Sky Prison: Sign To The Prison Suppression Demons At The Beginning Of The Game

Li Xinglan put his hands on his back so that he could sit on the stone steps in his spare time, and shook his head vigorously.

"No, no, you mentor and apprentice, let's slowly renew the old. I, an outsider, won’t follow the blind mix, but I’ll put it first. No matter who of you wins, remember to let me out. Otherwise, don’t blame me. Take advantage of the danger!"

Li Xinglan’s words made Bloodfang and Fang Fufeng and others relieved at the same time. In fact, whether it was Fang Fufeng or Bloodfang, Li Xinglan was quite afraid to take advantage of the fire. After sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight, the final shot quickly obliterated the winning side.

Fang Fufeng is okay. He doesn’t have much time. After tonight, it is estimated that he will be dead. If he is dead, he will die. Li Xinglan will make him change his plans at most, but it is not hurtful. Some wishes can be achieved. Well, it doesn't matter if it fails.

The Four Bloodfangs are the most fearful of Li Xinglan's existence. Together, their four senior brothers may not be able to easily clean up Li Xinglan. If it costs a huge price to kill Li Xinglan at this moment, the odds of winning against Li Xinglan will be even more slim.

"Really?"

The sound of blood teeth was uttered from all directions once again. Li Xinglan's original indifferent expression suddenly fell cold and said in a cold voice.

"I, Li Xinglan, speak, Nine Cauldrons."

"If you want to fight, you can tell me how to get out of here if you don't fight. There is so much nonsense. If the terrible Daoist comes, it will naturally be of no benefit to me, but it will be of no benefit to you two groups! "

Li Xinglan mentioned the Evil Daoist suddenly, and he was able to poke the pain of Fang Fufeng and Bloodfang. Although Fang Fufeng himself had met Evil Daoist a few times, the intersection was not deep, because the other party was in the ancestral state. Because of the strong and possessing magic power, Fang Fufeng was unwilling to deal with this person, feeling that this person was too sinister and cruel.

The Bloodfang four, although they followed the heinous Daoist in name, it made them more aware of what the heinous Daoist was. What did the four of them pay such a high price for Fang Fufeng to tear their faces?

For the complete inheritance of their master!

When the terrible Daoist comes, everything they do will be in vain. The terrible Daoist has long coveted the twelve ancient martial arts secrets of their division. This is like a mirror in everyone's mind.

"Second Brother?"

Long Yun gave a sullen face and gave a low voice, motioned to the planner of a group of people, Bloodfang, and quickly made an idea. This matter is of great importance, and it will not be good for everyone present.

Of course, Qian Wanshi, who had fainted a long time ago like a dead dog, can't be counted at this moment.

"Do it!"

Whoosh whoosh!

The voice of Bloodfang just fell, Guan Yuanshan, Situ Zhan, and Long Yun, who were still standing in the same place, swept to three directions at the same time, separated by a full several hundred meters before slowly stopping, standing on the edge of the steps. Looking at Fang Fufeng, who was extremely calm on the giant bone seat, looked extremely jealous.

"Demon pattern!"

Long Yun burst into a shout. On the originally bare upper body, the black and purple lines suddenly shined brightly and exuded breathtaking power. At the same time, the muscles around Long Yun began to drum. From the start, the whole person looked like a monster made of black and purple iron stone. In the twisted body, there were horrible auras exuding.

"Rebirth!"

Situ Zhan also gave a burst of shouts, a cyan light suddenly shot out between his hands, and with a boom, it hit Qian Wanshi, who was more than ten meters away from his feet, at a very fast speed.

Qian Wanshi, who was in a coma, suddenly stood up strangely, like a puppet, exuding an extremely cold breath.

Crackling!

Qian Wanshi's body suddenly heard a burst of crackling noises. After a while, under Li Xinglan's somewhat shocked gaze, Qian Wanshi's arms that were cut and torn off by him personally suddenly emerged from the broken arm. Coming out, there was blood on the newborn's arm, but he could clearly see the outline of the five fingers and the solid flesh and blood on the arm.

this……

Li Xinglan found that he seemed to seriously underestimate Fang Fufeng and his group of disciples. Perhaps, long before he broke into the Temple of Ten Evil, the two sides had already begun to hide themselves and planned to leave the ultimate move to each other, and he, It's just a tool man in the eyes of both parties. As for what he wants to do here, Li Xinglan hasn't figured it out now, but he knows that it may not be long before he will figure it out.

Rumble!

"Psychic!"

Guan Yuanshan also screamed at this moment, with several cumbersome runes in his hands. After a short while, a rune gate around his body exploded with a bang, and two Demonic Beasts, which resembled tiger-like lions, came out side by side.

After the whole body of Demonic Beasts got out of the psychic gate cast by the runes, Li Xinglan could see clearly that it was a Demonic Beasts like a monster with two heads.

After the appearance of this monster, the breath of Guan Yuanshan became obvious. This made Li Xinglan who was observing everything silently, his heart moved, and the light in his eyes brightened a bit.

He suddenly discovered that whether it was Fang Fufeng or the group of disciples under his command, the martial arts used seemed to be different from ordinary martial arts. For example, most of the martial arts circulated in the north today were too rigid and left Spirit. After Power, the power that can be exerted is so weak that it is scumbag.

Fang Fufeng is different from Xuefang and others. Their martial arts can be used to make people hard to defend against. Their power may be affected by Realm and vary, but the mystery of the martial arts they use is seen by Li Xinglan. It's all a bit novel.

When Fang Fufeng drew his sword, Li Xinglan felt a sense of oppression. Bloodfang’s weird “Blood Hidden” made this guy look like a loach. As long as he didn’t attack, even if he had a murderous perception of Li Xinglan, Can't even notice the specific location of this guy.

Long Yun’s demon pattern, it’s not easy to look at it now. Situ Zhan’s reincarnation directly killed the flesh and bones, and the psychic of Guan Yuanshan summoned a two-headed monster with a strong aura and a hideous face...

Vaguely from the conversation between Fang Fufeng and Xueya and others, Li Xinglan seemed to have heard the words'Ancient Martial Secret Method' and'Shimen's Inheritance', but there were some secrets of the teacher, he knew it was not so easy. To find out, now he wants to take a good look, whether Fang Fufeng and his four disciples are Jiang or Lao Lao, or the waves behind the river pushing the waves forward. It doesn’t matter who is the one who is dead, he has spied on them from their battles. Li Xinglan was interested in some of their Cultivation Technique secrets.

Bright pupil, in Li Xinglan's eyes, quietly revolving, everything in the entire Palace of Ten Evils seemed to have been slowed down.

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