Liang Yan sneered again and again, and the golden Buddha light emitted from his body was like an indestructible iron wall, blocking all the magical powers that appeared around him.

He pinched the magic formula again, and the Lingtian Sword Pill circled around, creating an arc-shaped frost-white sword light.

Everyone in the Ghost Prison who rushed to the front felt their eyes blurred, and a biting chill poured into their bodies. The blood in their veins and the spiritual power in their meridians all became stagnant.

"It's so cold!"

This is the last thought on most people's minds.

The ice sword energy spreads out in all directions, like a glacier, washing away a hundred miles in radius. As long as the sword energy penetrates, the whole person will turn into an ice sculpture, and there will no longer be any life.

In the blink of an eye, with Liang Yan as the center, thousands of ice sculptures appeared within a radius of a hundred miles.

They were all living monks, and they still maintained various postures. Some were making incantations, some were manipulating magic weapons, and some were making seals with their hands. They had just burned the talisman and were about to use some mysterious magical power.

No matter what these thousands of monks were doing a moment ago, they are now frozen forever.

"ah!"

A scream came from the crowd, but Qing Beiwang was also pierced by the ice sword energy.

Even with his level of cultivation, half of his body felt numb and his body almost froze. If the magic power hadn't been flowing so quickly, I'm afraid the prison master would have hated himself on the spot.

"What a poisonous sword energy!"

Qing Beiwang had already lost his arms. At this moment, he could only use his mental skills to seal the meridians and flesh and blood near the wound, and then slowly force out the sword energy from his body.

He looked around and saw ice sculptures suspended in mid-air, like tombs, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in his heart.

Suddenly I heard a long roar that shook hundreds of miles!

"Qingbeiwang! You escaped with your life, but you came to die. After all, you are doomed!"

Hearing this voice, Qing Beiwang felt his heart beat suddenly and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Looking around, I saw Liang Yan's eyes were cold, and with a wave of his sleeve, countless green sword energy spread around, like the waves of the sea, one wave after another, the momentum became stronger and stronger.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Qingbei Wang felt that he heard the natural sounds of heaven and earth, the breeze in the forest, the melting of snow mountains, and the tides of rivers and seas. All kinds of music composed a gorgeous movement.

Bang! Bang! Bang

Following a series of explosions, thousands of ice sculptures exploded one by one within a radius of a hundred miles!

Qing Beiwang's pupils suddenly shrank.

In mid-air, ice fragments were flying all over the sky, forming a beautiful scene. However, only those who have been there would know what kind of beauty this is. It is clearly a Shura field!

brush!

Just when he was slightly dazed, a sword flew in mid-air, but it was the Mayfly Sword Pill. Although it was blocked by the "Hundred Refined Ghost Rock" for a moment, its speed was still extremely fast.

Qing Beiwang was horrified in his heart and hurriedly activated his magic power. Seven or forty-nine groups of will-o'-the-wisps appeared above his head. After a moment, they all turned into will-o'-the-wisp centipedes and took the initiative to face the Mayfly Sword Pill.

But how can these magical powers stop Liang Yan's "Yin Zhu Yin"?

Just listen to the wonderful truth of the mysterious sound, the sword light is vertical and horizontal, and the natural sound evolves into infinite magic, scattering the will-o'-the-wisp centipedes looking north one by one, and finally only a few wisps of green smoke are left, floating in the air.

"not good!"

Qing Bei Wang was shocked and turned around and ran away without hesitation.

But Mayfly Sword Pill was chasing after him, and before he could run ten miles away, the green sword light had already caught up with him and slashed him in the waist!

"ah!"

With a shrill scream, Qing Beiwang's body split into two.

His true spirit still wanted to escape, but was stabbed by the ice sword energy falling in mid-air. His speed suddenly slowed down, and then was rolled up by the mayfly sword light and instantly turned into flying ash.

In the blink of an eye, the third catastrophe ancestor also became the soul of Liang Yan's sword.

Everyone in the ghost prison was terrified when they saw this scene!

But at this time, they were riding a tiger, and even if they turned around and left, Liang Yan might not let them go. Moreover, even if they could escape from Liang Yan's hands, they would not be able to escape the pursuit of Tiangong City.

Because after taking the Life and Death Pill, the final outcome will be worse than death!

"From the day Fengdu City surrendered to Shuntian Palace City, we had no way out."
Chapter completed!