Soon, Caiying went deeper thousands of feet.

A deep hole had already appeared on the outer wall of the prison.

"It's so deep."

Zhu Dashan followed behind with great strides and shook his head, "I didn't expect that it was so thick. I have no way to do it at all, but you are so powerful, Caiying."

"Call me... Lord Palace!"

Caiying's voice was intermittent, and the upper air was not enough. It seemed that wielding the sword was not easy. However, as a sword spirit, almost all of her sword intent was infused into Shengxie, and she could not activate much power. The main reason was that such tricks were temporarily thought out and she lacked experience.

"Master Palace, haha!"

Zhu Dashan laughed, "After going back, let Xiao Zhou build a big palace for you, so that you can be worthy of your name."

Caiying paused, and a lot of joy flashed in her eyes, "This idea is good, why hasn't I ever thought about it?"

Zhu Dashan laughed, "Actually, you just like to call me, and you never thought about being the palace master, haha."

"nonsense!"

Caiying yelled, suddenly stopped and said happily, "It seems like it's about to penetrate!"

Zhu Dashan hurriedly walked closer a few steps and said solemnly, "Then you work harder!"

"Of course, look at me!"

Caiying raised his sword and stabbed him hard into the wall ahead, "Ah?"

Before he could stab it out, Zhou Shu suddenly appeared and said seriously, "You go back to the sword, I'll do it."

"You are trying to seize the merits, you don't obey the order!"

Caiying gave Zhou Shu a blank look, but retracted her hand, her figure gradually blurred, and she hid in the sword, "Zhou, why are you here now? Aren't you waiting to fight the city lord? This little thing is enough for us."

Zhou Shu held the sword and said in a gentle voice, "I have always been behind, Lao Zhu, don't get too close to you."

Zhu Dashan retreated in confusion, and behind him, there was a group of Bo Ling troops following him.

Zhou Shu took a look, tried hard to hold the wrist, held the sword and swung it, and the wall dozens of feet in a circle was cut open, forming a door-shaped appearance, as if a trace of white smoke overflowed from the gap.

Realizing something, Zhou Shu drew hundreds of swords, shattered the door, and then threw the sword behind him.

"Everything out!"

Before he finished speaking, a big hand appeared at the cut hole and slapped it straight to this side.

What a big hand that was that as soon as it appeared, it shocked everyone's hearts.

Remove Zhou Shu.

He was skinny and bony, and there was no trace of blood. His withered and dull skin was full of vicissitudes of time, but he had an incomparable powerful force. The indescribable pressure instantly filled the entire deep hole.

Bang, bang!

Wherever my hand reached, the dark iron shattered into powder.

The most tenacious thing in the heavens that even the quasi-saint cannot easily destroy is like mud and sand in front of the big hand.

Zhu Dashan's eyes widened as he looked at this scene. He didn't know what to react for a moment. Then he felt a powerful force and pushed himself back hard. Only then did he realize something. A faint golden light flashed out of his body. The Fo Guang Shan body reached its strongest state in an instant.

He retreated quickly and brought the Boling army behind him.

Because the cave is filled with the power of Condensation, the speed is not very fast.

The big hand didn't want to see them leave safely, so he suddenly stretched out and chased closely behind Zhu Dashan.

Bang.

The big hand suddenly stopped.

When I encountered something, I subconsciously pinched it.

The unfavorable force was hindered, and Zhou Shu, who was emitting copper light, stopped for a moment.

"You can't get through."

Zhou Shu was pinched to death, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, "The Lord of the Big City, we're meeting again."

"Haha! The Taoist Creator! Haha! The mere Taoist furnace!"

A crazy laughter broke out, in the deep cave, in the prison prison, "Don't think of going back to you when you come to your door!"

The big hand suddenly exerted force, and a swaying around him. Two deep fingerprints suddenly appeared on Zhou Shu's body, almost breaking his arms.

At the same time, a strong wind rolled up behind Zhou Shu, which was caused by the remaining force of his big hand. The strong wind rolled very fast, like a reamer with hundreds of thousands of speeds, instantly shattering the dark iron around him, and the deep hole was expanded several times. The strong wind continued to move forward, wrapped in the dark iron that had become powder, just like an unstoppable torrent of steel, rushing freely.

At this time, Zhu Dashan and Bo Ling's army had retreated near the entrance of the cave.

I was about to enter the void, but I saw Caiying turning around, holding a sword, looking anxious.

"What happened? Why was this palace thrown out? Did something happen to Zhou?"

"I will explain later, go out first!"

Feeling the huge torrent behind him, Zhu Dashan had no time to explain, so he picked up Caiying and ran out quickly.

Caiying didn't have much strength, but she was still struggling, "What are you doing, I want to go in!"

"He's fine, believe Xiao Zhou."

Zhu Dashan, who usually seems stupid, was unusually awake at this time and scolded, "Don't waste time, it will be too late if you don't hurry up!"

While flying up the side by himself, he also used his huge body to block the torrent's forward route, so that the slightly slower Boling army could have a chance to retreat.

A few breaths seem particularly long.

Seeing that Bo Ling's army had retreated from the entrance of the cave, Zhu Dashan kicked violently, and suddenly stretched out a pair of wings and rushed into the void in a daze.

The torrent of steel, which was as powerful as thunder, followed closely and burst out from the hole.

Like a fountain, the torrent of steel hundreds of feet thick sprayed out hundreds of thousands of miles, and there was nothing to stop it. Unfortunately, some practitioners on the path were swallowed by the torrent before they could react, and they were swept into it and turned into mud and dust.

Feeling the torrent not far away, Zhu Dashan, who was not afraid of the sky or the earth, also showed a hint of fear.

The Bo Ling army remained calm, but although their will was stable, their bodies fell down without obedience, and they were completely unstable.

This sudden change made everyone present nervous.

"what happened?!"

"What kind of power is that? It has actually traveled across nearly a million miles..."

"Hey, have you seen it? Dian Duyun... is the guy who has just been promoted to quasi-saint. He was accidentally hit by that force and disappeared in an instant, and there was no breath left. That was quasi-saint."

"Didn't you read it wrong?"

"How is that possible!?"

"It's him, from the Xuanling Sect. He has been staying here a few days ago to observe the situation. He didn't expect to be beaten to death by his own people in the fairy world."

"I think we should stay away."

The crowd watching the fun kept retreating, fearing that they would have another shot, even the quasi-saint could be destroyed in an instant, and he could not resist it even more.

The team on Xianshu City was not seriously injured. It seemed that they had realized something and avoided that position in advance. Apart from the few disciples of Cihang Sect who did not listen to the order or did not have time to run away, most of them were fine, but their hearts were covered with a thick layer of dust.

So is the face.
Chapter completed!