295, the power of the original spirit, the merits are perfect!(1/2)
Looking at the interested expression on Li Yueming's face in front of him.
It seems that he really doesn't care about the danger he is about to face next.
The worried look on the young man's face finally calmed down a little, and he saluted respectfully again: "Senior, my name is Zhao Hechuan, what do you call me, senior?"
Anyway, the current situation is already very bad, no matter how bad it is, it doesn't seem to be much worse.
Anyway, the worst outcome is death.
Li Yueming glanced at him and replied casually: "It doesn't matter who I am or what my name is. Just lead the way. I will take care of all other troubles!"
I just hope that this mysterious senior who claims to be from the Kyushu Continent is really strong enough to calm down all the troubles he may face next.
Hearing Li Yueming's indifferent reply.
Zhao Hechuan finally stopped hesitating, gritted his teeth and walked ahead to lead the way.
As the two of them walked into the sky prison, Zhao Hechuan opened his mouth and told: "Senior, I came here to work in the prison last year, and my understanding of the sky prison is only limited to the first three floors. As for the deeper parts below the third floor, my brother.
I have never come into contact with it, seniors, please be careful!"
Li Yueming smiled. He didn't expect that no one would dare to say a few words in front of him after so many years in the Kyushu Continent. But now he was told to be careful by a junior in such a small world outside the Kyushu Continent.
But after all, this was Zhao Hechuan's good intention, so he didn't care about these details and nodded to indicate that he already knew.
While the two were talking, the entrance to the first underground floor of the Heavenly Prison in Heart City had arrived.
Zhao Hechuan was walking in front, and just as he was about to push open the door to the underground, the sound of a blade being unsheathed was suddenly heard.
"Whoosh!"
There was a crisp sound, and the wooden door underground of Tianlao suddenly shattered.
A bright scimitar penetrated from it and stabbed in the direction of Zhao Hechuan. Following the scimitar was a voice filled with shock and anger: "Who dares to break into the sky prison without permission?"
Although the man was still educated, it was only in an instant that the flying scimitar was already so close.
Seeing that his life was about to be in danger, Zhao Hechuan couldn't help but widen his eyes, his eyes filled with horror.
——Although there is no clear fight yet, judging from the speed and power erupted when manipulating this scimitar with mental power, the heart spiritual master guarding the gate in front of him has definitely surpassed the state of mental concentration!
Such an existence, even if placed in central towns everywhere, is the absolute core ruling layer, but now in the sky prison of the City of Heart, it is only a first-level guardian envoy.
Thinking of this, Zhao Hechuan's heart was filled with despair.
You must know that his relatives and family members were escorted to the eighteenth floor!
In other words, if he really wanted to go down and rescue them at this moment, he would at least have to face the obstruction of eighteen spiritual masters of the heart who were no less determined than the one in front of him...
In his opinion, this is something more difficult than reaching the sky.
After all, if a practitioner wants to become stronger, he or she has to work ten times or a hundred times harder than a spiritual master of the heart.
If he wants to reach the other party's realm, he has to spend at least a hundred years of hard training.
…
The scimitar flying out of the air is getting closer and closer.
Seeing that the light of the knife was about to touch Zhao Hechuan's neck.
Li Yueming finally moved.
Just a "clang" sound was heard, and the harsh sound of metal vibration rang out.
Li Yueming hooked his fingers slightly, and then flicked the originally powerful scimitar to the ground, so that even the scimitar itself was constantly trembling, like the cry of a creature on the verge of death.
After the dust and smoke dissipated.
The guards on the underground floor of the Heart City Heavenly Prison walked out from the direction of the broken door.
The other party glanced at the trembling scimitar on the ground with a pair of gloomy eyes, then looked at Zhao Hechuan and Li Yueming not far away, and said in a bad tone: "You made a mistake, no wonder you dare to carry it alone
A heretic remnant of a cultivator comes to break into the heavenly prison!"
As he spoke, he waved lightly with one hand.
The scimitar that originally fell on the ground flew back violently. The Tianlao guard clenched the scimitar again and said with a cold tone: "But Tianlao is the most heavily guarded place in the City of Heart. Your courage... is...
Isn’t it too big?”
When Li Yueming heard this, he also glanced at the guard in front of him who was wrapped in iron armor, and replied succinctly with a cold expression: "Noisy!"
Hearing this, the prison guard seemed to have heard some big joke.
But before his smile could appear on his face, it suddenly solidified in his heart.
I saw Li Yueming give me a cold glance. He felt as if he was being targeted by some terrifying monster, so that his whole body froze in place, and it was difficult to even move a finger.
"Crack!"
The next second.
Before he could even react to the mental power of his heart, which he had always been proud of, he found that his eyes suddenly went black, and he immediately knew nothing.
…
Looking at the heavenly prison guard who turned into blood like a pool of mud in front of him.
Zhao Hechuan's face was full of fear.
He turned back and glanced at Li Yueming, who was still expressionless, and then turned his head again to look outside the door of the prison that was covered in blood not far away. If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes just now, he would not have been able to imagine that there could be such a terrifying thing in this world.
means of killing.
After uncontrollably trembling heavily, Zhao Hechuan lowered his head and trembled: "Senior... Senior, is this your... your method?"
Li Yueming neither admitted nor denied, but said calmly: "Lead the way!"
Hear his voice.
Zhao Hechuan then woke up as if from a dream, wiped the cold sweat that had appeared on his face from unknown time, and began to lead the way.
But what he didn't know was.
What just happened is not the end of the nightmare, but the beginning of it!
During the next journey, every time the two broke into a dungeon, guards would be alerted, but the fate of these guards in front of Li Yueming was surprisingly the same.
——That is to say, the dead cannot die again!
Obviously, he didn't see the slightest movement of Li Yueming behind him during the entire process.
But no matter which prison guard it is, they will always die without any suspense when facing him.
The journey that was originally thought to be full of dangers went smoothly, which made Zhao Hechuan doubt his life.
Until the last layer.
Zhao Hechuan finally felt a terrifying mental fluctuation.
Zhao Hechuan, who was still in a daze at first, suddenly woke up as if from a dream.
Looking at the door on the last floor of the Heavenly Prison, he took several steps back before speaking: "Senior... Senior, the guard on this floor... seems to be a Saint of Heart!"
Even if you already know that the Heavenly Prison in Heart City is the most heavily guarded place in the world.
But Zhao Hechuan still didn't expect that there was a Saint of Heart stationed in the underground.
You must know that the Saints of Heart are the most powerful spiritual masters of the heart in Guixin Continent. Looking at the whole world, there will never be more than two hands.
Now there is one hidden in this dark underground.
This heavenly prison was originally built to hunt down the remnants of practitioners left in this world. It is conceivable how fearful the spiritual masters of this world are towards practitioners.
Heard Zhao Hechuan's reminder.
Li Yueming didn't show any reaction. He just waved his hand and motioned for him to open the door.
After all, when he was on the ground, Li Yueming had already explored the entire prison through the divine sense given by the Ascension Treasure.
Therefore, we already know what the situation is deep underground.
The so-called Holy King of Heart standing behind him now is just an ant bigger than an ant to him.
received his instructions.
Although Zhao Hechuan was beating a drum in his heart.
But he still suppressed his fear and walked to the gate of the 18th floor of Heavenly Prison.
——Just when he was about to push the door open.
The door below Purgatory suddenly opened by itself.
Zhao Hechuan was startled, and when he looked closely, he saw an extremely beautiful woman standing in the prison.
The beautiful woman glanced at Li Yueming and then at Zhao Hechuan.
His eyes were full of complex colors.
After a long time, he sighed and said: "Although you are a visitor from Kyushu, your aura is somewhat different from the Kyushu I am familiar with. I wonder if you can give me the honor to talk to me?"
Li Yueming narrowed his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him.
To be continued...