Guarding the prison for thirty years: Exiting the land sword fairy

"If you die, you will not live in peace..." Wang Hao said in a deep voice.

With serious eyes, staring at the green-faced ghost in front of him, he clenched the blood-drinking demon sword in his palm.

Looking forward to it!

The billowing sinister aura rolled in the cell, and the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly, dropping to a terrifying level, and the light in the entire cell was swallowed up, turning it into incomparably pitch black.

Can't see five fingers!

"It's interesting." Wang Hao's eyes flashed with divine light.

One can see the fierce ghost in the ghostly mist at a glance.

"Nine Nether Ghost Claws!" The green-faced ghost roared.

The wind howled, and the claws of ghosts were harsh.

Two gleaming ghost claws were aimed at Wang Hao's neck and heart respectively.

Let's kill!

"Cut!" Wang Hao whispered.

The blood-drinking demon sword in his hand turned into a blood light, and the fierce sword energy containing the ultimate killing power instantly tore its ghost claws.

Destruction!

"Ah..." The green-faced ghost let out a heart-piercing scream.

The figure floating in the air quickly dodged backwards.

A pair of ghost eyes flashed with hatred, and the fear and fear deep in the pupils disappeared in a flash.

"Even if you become a ghost, you will die!" Wang Hao said coldly.

Step out.

The sword light followed like a shadow, mercilessly piercing through the ghost that was condensed by thousands of innocent souls.

boom!
A sword splits the air.

The invisible sword energy slashed on the cell wall, making a piercing metal clanging sound.

"Where did you go?" Wang Hao's pupils shrank.

The blue-faced ghost disappeared without a sound in the ghost fog.

Using the pupil technique, he scanned the entire narrow cell.

It was found that the green-faced ghost was hiding in the evil spirit, and kept fleeing to the depths of the dungeon, not daring to show its head again.

"Heavenly Demon Transformation Free!"

Seeing this, Wang Hao immediately cast the Heavenly Demon Sect's Heaven-rank Kung Fu, and his soul came out of his body, turning into a supreme phantom that seemed illusory but not illusory, real but not real.

Follow closely behind.

Swept all the way to the depths of the dungeon.

As the prison layer continues to deepen, the surrounding fires in the center of the earth become more and more intense, and if you are not careful, you will be burned to your soul.

At the least, the spirit and soul will be damaged, and at the worst, the soul will be scattered.

Dangerous exception.

From the seventh floor all the way to the ninth floor.

Wang Hao was surprised to find that the green-faced ghost disappeared after entering the ninth floor.

Without a trace.

There is no trace of breath left.

Go deep into the ninth floor of the dungeon, avoiding those blazing fires in the center of the earth.

Come to the depths of the dungeon.

A stone tablet engraved with the prohibition of Taoism appeared out of thin air, exuding evil spirits, and there was a vacuum around it, and even the nearby earth-centered fire could not get close to this place.

It seems that this stele has a great divine power.

"There is a problem... how can there be a stone tablet deep in the underground of the ninth floor prison?" Wang Hao frowned.

this moment.

All his thoughts were focused on the Daowen stone tablet, and he simply forgot about the whereabouts of the blue-faced ghost.

The Daoist text on the stone tablet is mysterious and inexplicable, as if it contains some kind of strange power.

It seems to be the call of a loved one, but also like the temptation of a lover.

Motivating the inner desire, people can't help but approach the stele.

With a shock, Wang Hao suddenly came back to his senses, looking at the stone tablet close at hand, he broke out in a cold sweat.

"What the hell is this stele? It's too evil."

Terrified.

The stone tablet in front of him gave him a great crisis.

Turn around and leave without delay.

After half an hour.

Mind and soul narrowly returned to the seventh floor.

Fainted, Wang Hao opened his eyes and let out a long breath.

"There is a problem in the prison today, it's not as simple as it appears on the surface..." Wang Hao felt lingering fear.

I didn't expect that today's simple task would encounter such a dangerous crisis.

Leave the cell.

Entering the quiet room, Wang Hao sat down cross-legged and cast the [Heavenly Demon Freedom Sutra] for a long time, which made him feel a little out of sorts.

dizzy!

Looking up at the omissions in the room, I found that three hours had passed.

"It's a little reckless to be out of my body this time." Wang Hao thought to himself.

Close your eyes and rest your mind, recovering the power of your soul.

Opening his eyes, a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

The power of the soul in the sea of ​​consciousness keeps rolling, becoming more solid and rich.

"It's a blessing in disguise, the soul has broken through!" Wang Hao was overjoyed.

【Heavenly Demon Freedom Sutra】was actually affected and broke through to the second floor.

Go one step further!
Immediately.

Wang Hao had a bold idea in his heart, maybe the stone tablet deep in the ninth floor of the dungeon is a holy place for spiritual cultivation.

As long as it is used properly, it is just around the corner to cultivate to the state of Dzogchen in the 【Heavenly Demon Freedom Sutra】.

Out of the quiet room.

It happened that Xiao Luo exchanged value with other jailers and was about to leave work in style.

"I have seen the king's punishment! I have something to do, so I will leave first." The jailer greeted respectfully.

Without looking back, he hurriedly left.

He and Ronaldinho were left alone in the lobby on the first floor.

"Brother Wang, let's go! Tonight I will show you what is called an exotic lady." Xiao Luo said happily.

Stretching out his arms and putting them on his shoulders, he walked out of the prison with his shoulders crossed.

"Go back and change your outfit first, otherwise our appearance will easily scare people!" Wang Hao suggested.

Hearing this, Xiao Luo gave a thumbs up, showing admiration, and said: "Brother Wang is more particular, thoughtful, and even has more bad water in his stomach than me!"

"Will you talk? If you don't, don't say it!" Wang Hao glanced at him angrily.

After the two changed into their outfits, night had already quietly fallen.

Come and meet at the gate of Chunman Building.

Xiao Luo couldn't help complaining: "Brother Wang, the house you bought in the outskirts of the city is too far away. I waited for you, and all the flowers are waiting to thank you..."

"It's not too late anyway!" Wang Hao said.

The capital city at night is extraordinarily lively and bustling, and the streets are brightly lit.

The annual Hundred Flowers Temple Fair is approaching, and traffickers and pawns are particularly busy, their figures are all over the streets and alleys.

Every household is decorated with lanterns and streamers to welcome the goddess of flowers.

Especially those ladies who are waiting to be married, they look forward to meeting a beautiful marriage on the day of the Hundred Flowers Temple Fair.

Spring is rippling!

Come to Chunman Building.

I ordered a deluxe private room, sitting on the second floor, you can see the graceful figure of the dancers from the Western Regions in the lobby.

28 hot and delicate bodies covered by light veils, dancing on the stage, flaunting their heads.

Passionate!

"Tsk tsk~ It's still a girl from a foreign land... not as reserved as a girl from the Central Plains, just with this posture and eyes, it's amazing!" Xiao Luo commented.

His eyes were fixed on the enchanting figure on the stage, as if fascinated, he couldn't move his eyes away at all.

"Since you like it so much... How about calling them all to us after their dance performance is over?" Wang Hao said solemnly.

"No, no..." Ronaldinho shook his head hastily.

Wang Hao raised his brows, looked at him in surprise, and asked, "What's the matter? I'm afraid there's not enough money?"

"Ridiculous! When did I, Luo, worry about this yellow and white thing?" Xiao Luo said disdainfully.

Done.

Putting down the wine glass in his hand, he showed a hesitant expression.

"Why is that?"

"It's not a matter of money or not...but that these foreign girls are so powerful, the two of them almost broke my old waist last night." Xiao Luo said with a bitter face.

Eyes full of melancholy, I couldn't help but shook my head and said: "If you ask for 28 little girls at once, then it's okay... It will kill someone, I'm afraid I won't be able to see the sun tomorrow."

"You're so greedy that you want them all...won't you leave some for me?" Wang Hao chuckled lightly.