A low voice came from a distance, which startled Liang Yan slightly.

Before entering this space, he deliberately used a secret method to cover his aura, but he didn't expect to be discovered by the other party.

"It seems that the prison master on this level is not simple either!"

After pondering for a moment, Liang Yan decided not to hide anymore, activated the escape light with all his strength, and flew towards the mountain range.

After reaching this level, he no longer needs to pretend to be the ghost-hand scholar, because even if the ghost-hand scholar himself comes, he is not qualified to enter the lower nine floors.

From now on, all he can rely on is the sword in his hand!

Soon, Liang Yan came to the front of the mountain wall.

He released his spiritual consciousness and secretly looked at it for a moment, and found that this strange face was just an appearance. He didn't know where the opponent's body was hidden, and the person's aura was very strange, blending with the mountains and rivers, and seemed to be everywhere!

Liang Yan did not take action immediately. He pondered for a moment and said coldly: "Are you the prison master of the ninth floor? As long as you take the initiative to open the passage, I don't have to kill you."

After hearing this, the strange face showed an expression of laughter and laughed: "What day is it today? Cats and dogs dare to come and make noise! ​​I, the 'Guishan Ancestor', have been practicing in Fengdu City for more than 1,300 years, and I have never been

I’ve seen such an arrogant brat like you! Anyway, I’m going to relieve my boredom today and add a solitary grave to my hilltop!”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the hillside sliding and countless boulders rising into the sky.

These stones are not ordinary stones. They exude a cold air inside, and are wrapped in ghostly energy on the outside, like balls of black fire, suspended in the air.

"go!"

The strange face snorted coldly, and thousands of boulders came through the air. The ghost mist filled the sky, and the evil energy surged into the sky, like a torrent rolling in, and soon blocked all Liang Yan's escape routes!

Facing this overwhelming offensive, Liang Yan had a calm expression.

With just a thought in his mind, he drew out a purple shock wave from his sleeves, spun it in mid-air, and instantly released thousands of thunderous sword energy.

Puff! Puff!

Between the vertical and horizontal sword energy, the huge boulders that were flying were split one by one, and the huge ghost energy also dissipated in the sword light, and soon turned into nothingness.

Seeing countless rubbles falling to the ground, the strange face showed surprise and shouted in a dull voice: "You obviously only have the cultivation level to overcome six difficulties, how can you have such strength?"

Liang Yan sneered, how could he talk nonsense with it?

With the sword secret in his hand pinched again, the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword let out a deafening roar, fell from the sky, and struck the strange face on the mountain wall with one sword.

This sword contained the power of the evil-killing divine thunder. It was so powerful and indestructible that it frightened that strange face.

"Don't try to be cruel!"

With a low cry, the entire mountain range began to change. Countless stone pillars emerged from the ground and transformed into huge ghost claws, blocking the sword energy falling from the sky.

At the same time, the mountain wall also cracked, and countless vines as thick as water tanks emerged, extending upward, locking the sword light like chains.

The Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword finally stopped, hanging less than ten feet above the mountain wall, but it could no longer fall.

"snort!"

Liang Yan kept attacking, clenching his right fist, golden light blooming, and punching forward fiercely.

I saw the mighty shadow of the golden fist, bombarding the mountain wall, and immediately erupted with a shocking loud noise, shaking the surrounding space into distortion and shattering.

However, when the dust dispersed, the mountain wall was still intact, without even a single crack.

Seeing this scene, Liang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and finally a look of solemnity appeared on his face.

"What is the origin of this prison lord?"

"Reply to the master," Zhao Xunzhen replied via voice transmission: "I have only been here once and don't know much about this place. But I heard a rumor in the ghost prison. It is said that when the lord of Fengdu City filled the gap in the reincarnation world, an extra piece came out.

The stone, after a long period of time, slowly opened up its spiritual wisdom, and after a long period of time, it attained the Tao through practice, and became the current 'Guishan Ancestor'."

After hearing this, Liang Yan looked thoughtful.

"This guy's defense ability is indeed not weak. It seems he can't hold back."

Thinking of this, with a thought in his mind, Zi Lei Jian Wan once again burst out with powerful sword intent, and thunderous sword energy exploded in mid-air, splitting cracks in the ghost hands made of rocks.

At the same time, the Black Lotus Sword Pill also flew out, spinning around in mid-air, blooming countless sword lotuses, involving thousands of vines, and tearing them apart bit by bit.

The power of the two swords is greatly increased!

The spell of "Old Ancestor of Ghost Mountain" could not withstand it, and soon its flaw was revealed. It was broken by the purple and black swords, destroying everything along the way!

Boom!

Just a loud noise was heard, the Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword and the Black Lotus Sword were slashed on the mountain wall at the same time, and the entire mountain range was shaking.

But Liang Yan's expression was not relaxed, instead he frowned slightly.

"Can't this break his defense?"

Liang Yan murmured to himself.

Looking into the distance, I saw the light of the sword passing by. Although it left deep sword marks on the mountain wall, it did not cut off the mountain range, nor did it find the hiding place of the opponent.

"No, he seems to have become one with this space!"

Liang Yan once witnessed the battle of Zhenru Tianzun refining the entire small world. Looking back at it now, it seemed that this "Ghost Mountain Prisoner" also had the same purpose.

He can use every plant and tree in this small world to fight for himself, distort space with a single thought, and even condense the power of the small world to form a defensive barrier.

Even with the power of the flying sword, it can't even be destroyed!

"It seems that there is no way to leave this small world without killing him," Liang Yan thought to himself.

"It hurts!"

The strange face on the mountain wall roared twice, and then laughed again: "I have long heard of the power of sword cultivation, and now it seems that it is well-deserved. But unfortunately, your ancestor Shitou is better and cannot break my defense.

Just stay here and don't even think about going to the tenth floor!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the void in the distance suddenly opened, and only the sounds of killing and shouting could be heard one after another, and individual figures poured out from the space nodes!

"broken!"

Liang Yan's expression changed, and he pinched the magic formula in his hand urgently, trying to activate the sword light to kill these monks who had just emerged but had not yet established a firm foothold.

The ancestor of Guishan took the opportunity to cast a spell, gathering the mountains and rivers and surrounding him in the middle.

Although it could not block Liang Yan's sword light, it could delay his offensive. It only took a moment for the monks to pour out of the space nodes and gather together.

Looking around, there are a hundred thousand monks, and it's so dark!

The first seven people all have the aura of the Transformation Realm, and there are two acquaintances among them, namely Qing Beiwang and Lord Ma.

"You little thief, how dare you pretend to be Judge Cui, don't you know how powerful my Lord Ma is?" After saying that, a vertical eye split open on his forehead, emitting streams of green light, looking very powerful.

Qing Beiwang also sneered: "I bear the humiliation and bear the burden just to capture this boy so that I can avenge my broken arm!"

But it was said that Liang Yan let Qing Beiwang go on the seventh floor, and the latter immediately went to gather people. There were a huge number of monks in Fengdu City, more than 400,000, but they could not gather them all in a hurry, so they only gathered people.

A quarter.

Even so, there are still 100,000 monks, including Zhenjun Tongxuan. Under the command of the seven Ancestors of Transformation Tribulation, they are also a powerful force!

"Little thief, you killed my disciple 'Bai Tongtian', and I will pay with your blood today!" A female cultivator in white clothes with a pale face said coldly.

"Are you the soul-absorbing ancestor?" Liang Yan frowned.

"Yes, it's me! You can't escape today. It's best to surrender obediently to avoid suffering the humiliation!"

"well."

Liang Yan sighed and thought to himself: "I can't hide what's coming. Although I quickly came to the ninth floor as a ghost-hand scholar, I was still chased by them. But it's okay, it saves me having to deal with them one by one."

Thinking of this, he glanced at everyone with an indifferent expression and said calmly:

"Well, since you are all gathered here, let's go on the road together."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Ghost Prison was angry, especially the Soul-Jiu Ancestor, who sneered and said: "What a shame! You have only survived six difficulties. How can you face us hundreds of thousands of ghosts!"

"good!"

Prince Ma also yelled: "You used a blind trick to deceive me and got away with it. How can I spare you? Today is the day you die!"

After hearing this, Liang Yan had a smile on his face.

"Excellent! I didn't expect you two to be so impatient, so I'll do the surgery on you first."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a thunderous explosion in mid-air, and then the sword light was like a dragon, falling from the sky, and slashed at the soul-drawing ancestor with one sword.

Qing Beiwang was very aware and immediately reminded him: "Friend Jihun, this person's swordsmanship is unfathomable and cannot be fought head-on!"

However, the soul-absorbing ancestor didn't care and said with a smile: "So what if you are a swordsman? I have been practicing the "Soul-Absorbing Demon Technique" for more than 800 years. Can he still kill me with one sword?"

After saying that, he made a hand gesture, and seven groups of milky white glow appeared in front of him, holding each other head to tail and flowing rapidly.

Within a moment, a huge white shield condensed into shape, with lights all around and a ferocious face in the middle.

"Can you break my 'soul shield'?"

Ancestor Jihun laughed several times, but the next moment, her laughter stopped abruptly

I saw that purple shock falling on the Soul Sky Shield without any hindrance at all. It split the shield with just one sword strike, like a thunder dragon unsheathed, destroying everything along the way!

"How can it be!"
To be continued...