Fantasy: Ten Thousand Times Stronger, I Have Thousands Of Magic Skills

"Qin Yu, how does it feel to be in this deep prison without any Spirit Qi and being subjected to a huge force of nine million jin?" Qin Yu smiled and said, "This little pressure is like a speck of dust falling on your body. Will you feel it? I don't feel anything." Han Mo sneered, "Keep pretending! Chu Haoran is not as good at pretending as you are when he came here. Who do you think you are? I really dislike you more and more." Qin Yu sneered, "Finally, you showed your teeth, earlier than I expected. If you have any moves, use them quickly. I'm in a hurry." Han Mo's eyes turned cold, "You look so confident, it's really annoying. I really don't understand why the sect gave you a Saint Child order." Qin Yu smiled and said, "Why? Because I defeated the heroes in the Star Gate and won the Divine Art Star Art, because of my Divine Ability Universal Truth, refined two flying feather meteors, and because I have been invincible and unstoppable all the way! Are these enough? And you, Han Mo, how did you get the Saint Child? Child Ling?"

Hearing this, Han Mo was furious. Qin Yu, a junior, actually dared to ridicule him and slap him in the face.

The dirty work and calculations he did could never be put on the table.

If he said it, he would only be despised by others.

He could not compare with Qin Yu at all, and he was so angry that his old face turned red.

"Qin Yu, you are too arrogant. Look at your feet. You have fallen into my formation. I came in first to lure you into the trap. "

Qin Yu looked at the formation pattern under his feet, which was well drawn.

"This formation was given to me by the Sect Leader, and it is known as the strongest curse."

"It can destroy bones and souls, exterminate spiritual intelligence, and is impossible to defend against."

"All those who came to see Chu Haoran have not been able to get out of this formation."

"Now, it's your turn."

Qin Yu crossed his arms: "Curse?"

"Yes, the Sect Leader not only possesses many magic arts of Good Fortune Immortal Sect, but can also use Demon Dao Divine Ability at will. You can't escape today."

Qin Yu raised his eyebrows. This Sect Leader doesn't sound like a good person.

As for the curse formation, he has learned how to escape, and neither karma nor curse will be imposed on him.

I have this skill, so I am afraid of curses?

Qin Yu shook his head: "Han Mo, you have been calculating and arranging for a long time, and in the end you will find that you are actually as stupid as a donkey."

Han Mo was furious and raised his hand to activate the formation.

In the formation, streams of black energy grew against the wind, full of demonic nature.

Unfortunately, before they could touch Qin Yu, they were knocked to pieces by Qin Yu's aura.

Then, the Divine Ability that had escaped flashed, and all the curses vanished.

Qin Yu stepped out of the formation circle in one step.

The formation was broken without even a splash.

Han Mo took a step back and said, "I almost forgot that you have Immortal Weapon to protect you."

"But so what, once you enter the tenth level of the prison, don't even think about turning over. Here, Red Dust Immortal has to obey my orders."

"The prison soul-suppressing formation, rise!"

After a loud bang, the ground collapsed and the dome cracked.

Countless cells broke away from the ground, flew into the sky, and kept swaying, like meteorites floating in disorder in space.

Qin Yu stood on a piece of debris, wrapped his arms around, and watched with interest.

The prisoners in the prison were awakened by this change.

"Master Han, you can't use this formation. I only have one breath of True Qi left to save my life. If I use up my True Qi, I will be crushed to death by the huge force of nine million pounds."

Han Mo sneered: "You are a little demon of the Nascent Soul Seventh Layer. If you die, it's fine. The main force of the formation is alive."

Accompanied by a series of howling, the prisoners in several cells were drained of their vitality.

Han Mo waved his hand, and the vitality was injected into a specific cell.

In the cell, pairs of eyes lit up.

"You, the strongest prisoners, kill Qin Yu, and I will give you True Qi to extend your life."

After that, the formation started, and dozens of cells crashed into Qin Yu like meteorites.

"There's work to do again. This time I'm facing a little guy. He's really tender and delicate. He must taste delicious."

"Hehehe, I woke up and there's another idiot."

"There's not even a True Qi fluctuation. He's a rookie."

"Let me make a deal. Leave the eyeball to me. I love eating this stuff."

The demons were talking at once. The cell was about to hit Qin Yu.

Pairs of black thugs came overwhelmingly.

They scrambled to grab Qin Yu.

Qin Yu smiled slightly and raised his index finger.

There was a loud bang.

A bright sun appeared between Qin Yu's fingers.

The hands that were stretched out to Qin Yu were instantly burned into gas.

"Fuck, there's a star between his hands!"

"Pull us back quickly."

"Han Mo, you bastard, you dare to mess with this kind of person, I'm really stupid."

Qin Yu snapped his fingers.

The sun was rolling in.

Wherever it passed, the prison and the prisoners were all turned into gas.

Qin Yu strode forward and headed straight for Han Mo.

Han Mo looked at the brilliant sun and was so scared that he was at a loss and broke his defense directly.

"Come on, hold on, there is no Spirit Qi here. After a few moves, his Spirit Qi will be cut off and he will naturally become a waste."

Qin Yu laughed, and the Grotto-Heaven in his body opened up, and the rolling Immortal Qi provided by the World Tree flowed around him.

The concentration and weight could even crush this Grotto-Heaven!

"What?"

Han Mo's face collapsed instantly.

He finally realized that he had provoked someone he couldn't afford to offend.

Qin Yu strode forward, destroying all obstacles he encountered like a dead tree or rotten wood.

The old monster who laughed was slapped several times by Qin Yu before being thrown to the sun and crushed to death.

"Hehehe, if you can't laugh, just shut up."

Han Mo retreated while urging the last trump card.

Qin Yu sighed: "You are in the prison all day, yelling at these Nascent Soul Ninth Layer prisoners. Do you think you are also a master? I tell you, those are all illusions."

"I can get the Saint Child Order because I am powerful, they flatter me and have something to ask of me."

"And you can get it because you are a dog."

After saying that, Qin Yu raised a finger.

Five Elements Sword Qi! Go!

A sword Qi that seemed to be the opening of Heaven spanned the sky and earth of the ten-layer prison.

Countless prisoners raised their heads and looked at this magnificent power.

"Fuck, there is such a sword in the world. Today, I, a sword cultivator, have opened my eyes."

"This demon king has been in Qianyuan for tens of thousands of years, and has seen more than tens of millions of Prodigy. This boy's swordsmanship is the best."

"Use some strength to chop, and we can all escape after breaking the ten layers of the prison."

Qin Yu flicked his finger.

The magnificent sword energy whistled away.

Han Mo hurriedly took out a mirror from his arms: "You are really a good opponent for forcing me to this point."

"But you can't kill me, and no one can kill me."

"This mirror was made by the head of the sect, and it is also an Immortal Weapon."

"Wait until I contact the head of the sect and let him kill you."

Han Mo placed the mirror in front of him.

Qin Yu's Five Elements Sword energy slashed down.

The mirror exuded bursts of immortal power.

Han Mo breathed a sigh of relief: "It's stable, the Immortal Weapon has been successfully activated, and my life is saved."

Before he finished speaking, with a click, the protective mirror shattered.

The sword energy flew forward and flew far away.

Han Mo wanted to reach out and touch his neck, but then he found that he had no arms or body.

He had already turned into dust in the amazing sword light.

At this moment, he was just a trace of regret, which completely dissipated with the whistling sword energy.

Qin Yu blew on his fingers and nodded with satisfaction.

A huge mushroom cloud rose from the depths of the Tenth Layer Sky Prison.

The little book spirit jumped up and cheered for Qin Yu.

"Master Qin is mighty!"

Qin Yu smiled and summoned a big sun.

He put the little book spirit up.

The little book spirit screamed in fear.

After screaming a few times, he found that the Immortal Weapon did not hurt him at all, and helped him to offset the pressure of the nine million pounds of the formation.

Thinking about the fact that he was riding on the Immortal Weapon, the little book spirit could not help but be elated and complacent.