Shangguan Yan's face changed slightly. He knew that the power of this move was extraordinary.

He did not dare to delay and immediately activated his spiritual power. The color of the shield became darker, as if it was the color of the earth. It absorbed the heat of the fireball, but the temperature did not rise. Instead, the power of the fireball gradually dissipated.

The duel between the two was extremely fierce, and every attack and defense made the disciples present feel terrified.

The two were fighting hard and it was difficult to tell who was the better of them.

"Girl, who do you think will win between the two of them?"

The man finally turned around and looked at Shangyue, his eyes flashing with intelligence, as if he had already seen through the outcome of the competition.

Shangyue looked at his calm eyes and pondered for a moment.

She felt that the two were equally strong, and that a contest was not just about strength and cultivation, but also about determination, strategy, and adaptability. However, it was too early to draw a conclusion.

"But..." The man smiled slightly, stared deeply into Shangyue's eyes, and said leisurely:

"I don't care who will win between the two of them!"

Shangyue looked at him in shock!

You don't care, why are you telling me?

The man's face suddenly darkened, and when he looked at Shangyue, colorful lights suddenly swirled in his pupils.

Shangyue was stunned and his eyes began to unfocus.

"Follow me!" The man put on a charming smile and walked towards the Holy Prison of Shengyuan Immortal Sect.

"Yes!" Shangyue followed closely with blurred eyes.

The man walked into a valley with ease and walked into the gate of the Holy Prison as if he was not noticed.

Seeing a stranger approaching, the two disciples guarding the Holy Prison immediately drew their swords to stop him.

"This is the holy prison where prisoners are held. No one is allowed to approach."

The man smiled slightly and took a step forward, completely ignoring the two people's warnings.

The two disciples guarding the Holy Prison looked at each other, and in an instant, they drew their swords and flew towards the man.

The man looked at the disciple who was coming at him aggressively, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

Colorful lights swirled in his eyes again. The pupils of the two disciples who were looking at him suddenly widened, and they collapsed to the ground as if they had lost all their strength.

The man grasped the robe and pulled it hard. The fragments of the white robe fluttered in the wind like fallen leaves, while the red robe was like a burning flame, making him look even more enchanting.

The man glanced back at Shangyue, paused slightly, and stopped in front of the closed door of the Holy Prison.

"Open this door!" His voice was filled with unquestionable firmness and authority.

The two disciples guarding the Holy Prison stood up stiffly, formed seals with their hands, and with a "swish", the heavy door slowly opened.

The man nodded slightly, a look of satisfaction appearing on his face. He took a step forward and stepped into the depths of the Holy Prison.

In the depths of the Holy Prison, pitch-black darkness enveloped everything.

The walls were filled with dampness, the ground was wet and the smell of mold was everywhere.

The air was filled with a strong stench, a mixture of blood, mold and sweat, making it almost impossible to breathe.

Suddenly, a faint light broke the silence around.

The light gradually expanded, and a cluster of flames danced happily at the man's fingertips.

In the dark and damp dungeon, shrill screams accompanied by the cold wind made people shudder.

Kamitsuki shuddered and was suddenly shaken.

A little clarity appeared in the confused eyes, and the scattered pupils focused again.

"Oh? Are you awake?" the man said with a joking smile and a relaxed tone.

"this......"

Shangyue's gaze was fixed on the scene before her. She witnessed the mountains of bones piled up in the prison made of black iron.

The remaining creatures were covered with scars, some of which were left by torture, and some were wounds from killing each other.

They were cannibals, lying on each other's corpses and gnawing on each other's flesh.

In the divine prison, groans and cries kept echoing, making people feel terrified.

"Ha!" the man sneered.

"The Immortal Sect, which prides itself on being the embodiment of justice and aloof from all odds, has unexpectedly fallen into the same cruel practices as our demon clan, hidden in the shadows unknown to us."

There was a hint of disdain in his tone, and he wantonly mocked the hypocrisy and ridiculousness of the so-called noble and upright people.

Last month, the disputes and conflicts between immortals and demons were no longer surprising.

Even an immortal dressed in white, standing in the clouds with an immortal demeanor, would wield a sword to kill people.

Even if a demon is covered in black evil spirits and hides in darkness, there will come a day when he will sacrifice his life to save others.

One thought can make you a god, one thought can make you a devil, it all depends on your heart of Tao.

This kind of thing was nothing new to her.

"Who are you? Why did you suddenly kidnap me?"

Shangyue stared at the man in front of her with sharp eyes.

I wondered in my heart: Could it be that he has seen through my identity and is here for the pure blood of God?

The man smiled slightly, raised his hand to hook a strand of Shangyue's hair, and smelled it gently.

"Ice-like skin and jade-like bones are naturally cool, with a faint feminine fragrance! Mm, condensed fragrance, so nice!"

The man sighed, his brows full of enjoyment.

ill?

She clearly doesn't have the habit of burning incense, so where does the "condensed fragrance" come from?

Shangyue pulled her hair back unhappily, and the strands of hair passed through the man's palm, bringing a cool and soft touch.

The man narrowed his eyes, his gaze lingering on Shangyue's black hair, but he did not take a step forward.

"Business is more important."

The man spoke in a serious tone and with a stern expression, and turned and left without hesitation.

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