King Pingping received the approval, his expression did not change, he just smiled slightly.

"It's a false alarm. I thought this kid was so powerful, but I didn't expect that he wouldn't be able to escape the Yin Yang Ice and Fire Formation. If I had known this, we wouldn't have had to spend so much effort. We even mobilized 30,000 people from the Evil Mirror Prison.

The army has arrived to support us."

"That's not what I said. Things are different now. When you work under Tiangong City, you have to be careful!"

"That's true"

The four of them chatted for a while, and the fair-skinned man with no beard suddenly said: "If you're not busy chatting, Sixth Brother will go and have a look in the formation. I guess this kid is not dead yet. I'll capture his true spirit. I'd like to see if it's true."

How dare you create a ghost prison!"

"good."

King Pingping responded, his body flashed, turned into a ghost mist, and fell into the formation.

He saw a giant ice crystal from a distance, and a figure was sealed in the ice crystal. His breath was very weak, and he looked like he had been seriously injured.

"In this ghost prison, how many people are thinking about it day and night, just hoping that one day they can escape. It would be better for you to break in and die yourself!"

King Ping Ping shook his head, then pointed with his hand, and a black light burst out from his fingertips, and he was in front of the ice cube in an instant.

But at this moment, a sneer suddenly came from the ice crystal: "What about the ghost prison? I want to see what's inside!"

Before he finished speaking, a wisp of star sword light suddenly appeared behind King Ping Ping!

Because the incident happened suddenly and without any warning, by the time he reacted, it was too late to dodge, so he could only subconsciously activate the protective aura and veer slightly to the left.

brush!

The starlight sword energy rushed in like a waterfall and quickly penetrated King Ping Ping's body-protecting aura.

At the same time, the ice crystal exploded with a "bang!" and a figure rushed out from it at an extremely fast speed, arriving in front of King Pingren in the blink of an eye.

"die!"

Liang Yan shouted low, clenched his fist with his right hand, golden light suddenly burst out, and punched his opponent in the chest.

The swords, lights, fists and shadows echoed each other, almost blocking all of King Ping's escape routes. Seeing that this man was about to die suddenly on the spot, the void above his head suddenly shook.

In just a moment, a stone platform appeared above King Pingping, with a bronze mirror above the stone platform.

The bronze mirror trembled slightly, emitting hundreds of gray rays of light, flying around like crows, and actually sucked all of Liang Yan's starlight sword energy into it, and quickly disappeared without a trace.

Liang Yan was slightly surprised when he saw this scene, but he didn't stop and still clenched his fist and struck forward.

The divine power of Vajra was so powerful that it was less than ten feet away from King Ping Ping. The bronze mirror suddenly flipped over, and the stone platform below flew up high, like a shield, blocking King Ping Ping's face.

boom!

There was a loud noise, and the divine power of Vajra hit the surface of the stone platform, causing several fine cracks to appear.

But the magic weapon did not collapse. The glow of the whole body turned and returned to its original state in an instant!

After the divine power of King Kong was blocked, it could no longer move forward. It could only turn into a circle of light and spread around. It soon shattered the big skeletal tree on the avenue, and some unsuspecting patrolling ghost cultivators were all shattered into pieces.

fly ash

At the same time as the halo dispersed, a figure rushed out and instantly distanced himself from the golden light of Buddhism.

It is the King of Equality!

He returned to his previous position and looked down, showing a hint of fear.

"This guy used deceitful methods. He was not trapped at all!"

The other three people understood in their hearts, and at this time they also showed solemn expressions, looking at the man in the center of the halo solemnly.

"You are so brave! You actually broke into the ghost prison by yourself. This is the first time I have seen this in my tens of thousands of years. Can you tell me your name?" The young man with a fair face asked with a smile.

"Are you the city king?" Liang Yan asked without answering.

The young man was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, I have never left Fengdu City. I didn't expect someone from the outside world to recognize me."

Liang Yan did not answer, but turned his eyes to a burly dark man.

"Are you King Taishan?"

"That's right!" the dark-skinned man responded, his voice strange, like iron scraping.

"Then this must be the Wheel King?" Liang Yan looked at the last tall and thin man.

"Boy, you are very familiar with our masters in Fengdu City." The man smiled, narrowed his eyes and said, "Can you tell us where you got the news?"

"It's very simple. If you beat me to death, I will search for your soul." Liang Yan smiled purely: "Or, if I beat you to death, I will search for your soul."

"Good boy!"

King Taishan shouted loudly, without saying a word, he just slapped it with his palm.

The ghost energy quickly condensed in mid-air, turning into a ghost mountain over ten thousand feet high, with countless ferocious faces on it, exuding a sinister aura!

Accompanied by shrill cries, the ghost mountain fell from the sky and crushed Liang Yan's head hard.

“Just in time!”

Liang Yan smiled instead of being angry, pinched the sword in his hand, purple sword light rushed out, and slashed upwards.

Boom!

I saw the lightning flashing, and the evil-killing divine thunder kept beating on the ghost mountain, and soon smashed all the thousands of ghost faces into pieces.

Then the sword energy soared into the sky and landed on the surface of the ghost mountain. It only took a moment to delay, and in the blink of an eye, it cut through the middle of the sinister and ten thousand-foot ghost mountain!

King Taishan's expression changed.

He was suspended high in the sky and looked down attentively. He saw gravel flying around, ghostly energy filling the air, and sword energy flying left and right. For a while, he could not find the other party's figure.

"Old Seven, be careful!"

Hearing a loud shout, King Taishan reacted and hurriedly turned around, only to see a figure suddenly appear behind him.

"Come die!"

Liang Yan's eyes were cold, and a black sword light slashed forward, and he was in front of King Taishan in an instant.

If this sword were to strike him, the Dark Law would be activated and his secret technique of ghost realm would be broken instantly, cutting the man in half.

But the moment the sword light came close, fluctuations in the void appeared above King Taishan's head. A moment later, a large bronze cauldron flew out, blocking the sword light right in front of him.

when!

With a crisp sound, the big bronze cauldron shook violently, smoke curled up from the mouth of the cauldron, and screams rang out one after another inside the cauldron.

The Black Lotus Sword was blocked by the big cauldron and failed to fall on King Taishan. It flew backwards and came to Liang Yan's side again.

"What magic weapon is this?"

Liang Yan's eyes showed surprise.

Just now when he made a sneak attack on King Ping Ping, he was about to succeed, but was blocked by a bronze mirror stand.

It was the same this time. Not only could he kill King Taishan directly, he could at least severely damage him. Unexpectedly, he was blocked by a bronze cauldron again, so he missed the opportunity!

"Do you know the origin of the magic weapon in their hands?" Liang Yan asked Jia Ruoyan via message.

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"I'm just a prisoner, so I don't know much about this. But I heard King Bian Cheng accidentally mention that he has a sword left by the Lord of Fengdu City. It's amazingly powerful! I wonder if it's the Lord of the Tenth Palace of Hell.

Everyone has a magic weapon at the bottom of the box, and it was all given by the lord of Fengdu City back then?"

"The magic weapon was given by the Lord of Fengdu City"

Liang Yan's mind raced, and he suddenly thought of something.

"You said before that if you want to enter the 18th floor of the Ghost Prison, you must have the Ten Lords of Hell gather together. Is it possible that what you need is not the Lords of the Ten Palaces, but their respective magic weapons?"

"ah?"

Jia Ruoyan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly said: "It's really possible! If the ten magic weapons were all left by the Lord of Fengdu City, they might be the key to the door!"

"In other words, I must seize the magic weapon in their hands!" Liang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.

While the two were talking secretly for a moment, King Taishan had already used his escape technique to distance himself from him.

The four great Yama Lords are separated in four directions, connected with each other, and surround Liang Yan in the center.

"This person is anything but simple!" King Pingping looked solemn.

"Don't fight alone. Use the 'Yin Yang Ice and Fire Formation' to trap him, and then let the ghost soldiers go out to fight. We and our brothers will wait for the opportunity!" The City King said in a deep voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the iceberg on the left and the volcano on the right shaking at the same time. Red and white glow rose into the sky, forming a perfect killing array, shrouding Liang Yan in it.

At the same time, King Pingping waved his hand, and a dark army of ghost cultivators appeared on the top of the mountains on both sides, forming a large formation under his command.

Seeing this scene, Liang Yan's eyes showed a solemn look.

After the brief battle just now, he already had a general understanding of the strength of these Yan Jun.

Ghost cultivators do not have longevity, nor detailed realm divisions, nor even three disasters and nine disasters. Their cultivation relies entirely on time accumulation. The Lord of the Ten Palaces of Hell has been practicing in Fengdu City for tens of thousands of years. The strength of each of them is comparable to the calamity.

A monk who has survived two disasters or above!
To be continued...