"Brother Feng Hao, did you encounter those things just now?"

Qiu Ying flew over. Although there was still some vigilance in his eyes, he did not launch another offensive against Feng Hao.

Seeing this, Feng Hao finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the poor man in front of him was not transformed by those strange fogs.

"How did you get here?"

Feng Hao glanced around and asked Qiong Ying.

"The one who was being chased..."

Qiong Ying smiled bitterly, not forgetting to look behind him and said.

"Who is chasing you?"

Feng Hao was a little surprised. Although the figures transformed by the strange mist had considerable power, their defense was extremely poor. It takes just one hit to take care of it.

With Qiong Ying’s strength, those people transformed by the strange mist would definitely not be able to let him escape on his own initiative.

"Who else can there be? Those two guys, Jing Wu Xin and Jing Wu Hun."

Qiong Ying cursed bitterly and said: "If there is only one , I am completely worthy of them, but if these two guys join forces, I am afraid that ordinary fifth-level Origin Realm experts will have difficulty resisting them."

"So strong?"

Wen After saying this, Feng Hao couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

Although he also felt that Jing Wuxin and Jing Wuhun were very strong, he obviously did not expect that facing them, Qiong Ying would be forced to flee.

“Where did you meet them?”

Feng Hao frowned and asked.

In the hands of Prison Wu Xin and the others, there may be secrets about the Prison Emperor Sect. Although the latter is powerful, he is not afraid of joining forces with Qiu Ying.

What's more, in Fengzhou, there are two trump cards, Qingchuan and Yan Wuque!

"It's right over there, but after chasing me for a while, they left on their own initiative. They must have known that we had come in and were afraid that we would get the benefit first."

Qiongying pointed to the direction from which he flew just now and said.

"Are you injured?"

Feng Hao looked Qiong Ying up and down, and when he saw that the latter's breath seemed slightly disordered, he couldn't help but ask.

“At first I thought those two guys were just things transformed by the weird mist, so I accidentally suffered a little loss.”

Qiongying waved his hand and said casually : "This little injury doesn't matter."

"In that case, let's go!"

Feng Hao nodded, shouted deeply, and regardless of the superior prison blade, he moved and shot directly in that direction.

The purpose of their trip is the great opportunity that the Prison God Emperor wants, which is where the Prison Emperor Gate is. Even if they don't meet the Prison Transformation Blade, they will try their best to compete with the aliens from the Prison World. Now that they have stepped into the Prison Emperor Gate, They couldn't waste any more time.

Seeing this, Qiongying quickly followed him. When he was chased by the two guys just now, he had been holding back his anger.

…

“Brother Hao, Brother Qiong, where are you? ”

While Feng Hao and the two were walking, somewhere in the world of Prison Emperor Gate, the Prison Blade was hidden behind a huge stone, with a look of sadness and anger.

The sky around the Hell Blade was covered with figures exuding a tyrannical aura like locusts. At a rough look, there were at least nearly a hundred of them.

Although it was said that they were defeated These figures transformed by the mist do not require much effort, but with such a large number, the Hell Transformation Blade has no power to fight back.

"Damn it, what are these ghosts doing? Will there be more and more? "

The Hell Blade poked his head out from the edge of the stone. Looking at the figures exuding a palpitating aura, he suddenly felt his scalp numb.

He didn't either. I know why, after entering the Prison Emperor's Gate, I encountered this kind of figure transformed by the strange mist one after another. At the beginning, the Prison Transformation Blade thought it didn't matter, as one or two figures could not pose any threat to him.

However, as he went deeper, for some reason, more and more strange figures appeared, and now he didn’t even dare to show his head.

Just kidding, recently One hundred figures, even just one round of attack, is enough for him to drink a pot.

At this time, the Hell Blade just wants someone to help attract some firepower so that he can escape. Otherwise, The things in the Prison Emperor's Gate have been taken away, and he still has to be trapped here.

After all, the Prison Blade doesn't think he can withstand an attack from these guys.

"Brother Hao, Brother Qiong, help! "

The Hell Blade lamented in his heart, but he did not dare to make any sound. He could only restrain his breath as much as possible to avoid being discovered by these strange and unconscious figures.
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At the same time, four figures flew across the sky and the earth. These four people were clearly the three brothers of Prison Wuxin and the Prison Heart Sword.

However, it is different from what Feng Hao and the Prison Blade encountered.Surprisingly, there were no strange figures around them. They were traveling unimpeded, heading towards the depths of the world at an extremely fast speed.

“Fortunately, the Prison God Emperor has already prepared the divine patterns. If there were no divine patterns to restrain Nebula’s energy, we would be in constant trouble like those guys.”
< br />The Prison Heart Sword looked behind him and said with lingering fear.

“It’s a pity that that guy ran away.”

Ji Wuhun sighed with some regret.

"There is nothing to be afraid of that guy who hides his head and tail. The most important thing now is to find the opportunity left by the Prison Emperor as soon as possible."

Prison Wuxin shook his head and said.

The person they were talking about was none other than Qiong Ying, and they could also feel that although the aura on the latter's body was only at the third level of origin, the speed at which it erupted was not inferior to their own. .

Obviously, this guy should have used special means to cover up his aura.

However, what makes Jing Wuxin and the others angry is that now that they have broken their skin, no matter what the final result is, the Jing God Emperor will not let these troublemakers go easily.

Having already reached this point, why does the latter still need to cover up his aura? Is it possible that this guy is also under the command of the Prison God Emperor? Other than that, they didn't think about the alien race at all.

After all, under the supervision of the Prison God Emperor, the powerful men from the prison world continued to invade Qianyunxingzhou. They never imagined that at this time, there would be people from Qianyunxingzhou who would dare to step in. He entered their prison realm and followed them into the prison emperor's gate.

"Those guys won't follow, right?"

On the side, Jie Qingqing was a little worried.

He is only at the third level of Origin Realm. Compared with the Hell Blade and others, there is a big gap.

"Don't worry, as long as they dare to come to die, my eldest brother and I will not give them another chance to escape."

Ji Wuhun's eyes flashed with coldness and he sneered. ,road.

“Silence!”

While the two were talking, Yu Wuxin’s pupils shrank and he shouted: “The Prison Emperor’s tomb is coming!”
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Hearing this, Jie Wuhun and Jie Wuhun trembled, and their fiery gazes immediately shot forward. At the end of their sight, the outline of a huge building could be vaguely seen. ?