Canghuai ignored him. After casting a spell to freeze Shangyue, he turned around and wanted to leave the water prison.
Cang Yu looked at his back in shock as he left, thinking that anyone who believed in such nonsense was also a genius.
Then, he glanced at Shangyue with an unhappy expression, and a cruel look flashed in his eyes.
"It's over!" Shangyue's heart skipped a beat, and a strong fear surged in her heart. She knew that this moment had finally arrived.
It seemed as if Cang Yu had finally made up his mind. He picked up the dagger on the terrace and threw it towards Shang Yue the moment his palm touched the dagger.
The dagger drew an arc in the air, carrying a cold breath and Cang Yu's determination, and flew straight towards Shangyue.
Shangyue's eyes widened as she felt the threat posed by the broken sword.
Her brain reacted instinctively, but her body was fixed in place, unable to move.
Shangyue could only watch the broken sword getting closer and closer to her, and her face turned pale.
Unexpectedly, she had only been traveling through this fantastic world of cultivation for five years, and today she would be buried here.
Shangyue was unwilling to accept this, and sometimes she really felt that the world was unfair.
However, just as the broken sword was about to pierce her, a lotus appeared and disappeared on Shangyue's eyebrow sword, a red spot appeared in the heart of the lotus, and a figure appeared in front of Shangyue.
Shangyue blinked, and she seemed to see the Immortal Master Chihua. Chihua raised his hand and pointed at her eyebrows.
In an instant, a powerful force suddenly gushed out from the lotus heart.
This force was so powerful that it instantly restored Shangyue's body's ability to move.
Shangyue dodged the dagger's attack nimbly, then quickly counterattacked, and a stream of spiritual power attacked Cangyu like a ghost.
Cang Yu's eyes became surprised. He didn't expect Shang Yue to be able to break free from the restraints at the critical moment, and he didn't expect her counterattack to be so fierce.
He didn't dare to take the attack head-on. Relying on his hundreds of years of combat experience, he flipped backwards at the critical moment and barely avoided the attack.
However, a powerful spiritual power passed by Cang Yu's side, and the spiritual power like a sharp blade scratched his flesh.
Cang Yu collapsed to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his face became even paler than paper.
His body fell to the ground weakly, groaning in pain, and he had obviously lost the ability to fight.
Cang Yu collapsed to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his face became even paler than paper.
"Haha!" Shangyue looked at his hands with satisfaction, very satisfied with his current strength.
"You didn't expect that the transformation between the strong and the weak would only take a moment!" Shangyue sneered.
"You..." Cang Yu reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face distorted with pain.
Then, he looked behind Shangyue and suddenly burst into laughter.
"Cang Huai, are you going to kill her?"
Shangyue felt a chill on his back.
Canghuai had stood behind Shangyue at some point, holding the corpse of a monster in his hand. He lowered his head, his eyebrows and eyes hidden in the darkness, and his expression could not be seen clearly.
"Damn it, you're back so soon." Shangyue cursed, his body trembling slightly.
Then, Shangyue felt something strange. She shuddered and excitedly shouted to the dark Queen of the Holy Prison:
"Master, you are finally here."
Cang Yu and Cang Huai were stunned, wondering, "What on earth did Chi Hua do that they were completely unaware of? Could it be that the gap in strength between them and Chi Hua is so huge?"
The two followed Shangyue's gaze and looked at the end of the darkness. A cold wind blew past, and there was nothing there. There was no trace of Chihua's figure.
Oh no, I’ve been fooled!
The two people who came to their senses immediately looked at Shangyue, only to see that the place where Shangyue had originally stood was empty.
Shangyue moved nimbly through the dark tunnel, and a piece of white clothing disappeared around the corner.
Her steps were light and she disappeared from their sight in the blink of an eye.
"What four great immortal sects? The Holy Prison has been invaded by the demons for so long, and they didn't even notice it."
As she ran away, she complained, "At least set up a magic circle. This is too weak."
Last month, he ran a hundred miles in one breath, but he still couldn't escape from the Holy Prison.
A figure as fast as the wind stopped in front of a prison door. Shangyue looked at the door that suddenly appeared in front of him in confusion.
Shangyue wondered, "Based on the time we've been here, the water prison where Cangyu is imprisoned should be no more than a hundred miles from the exit. Why haven't I escaped from the Holy Prison yet?"
"Could it be a formation?" Shangyue, who had experienced being imprisoned in Tianyu Shoushan's formation, had the first reaction that he was trapped in the formation again.
"And, this door..." It didn't seem to exist just now.
The dark and heavy door was three meters high and engraved with ancient runes.
Its huge size seems to be able to swallow up all the light and isolate the last ray of light.
It seems to have crossed the boundary between reality and illusion, revealing an indescribable mystery and fear.
The scene before him was extremely strange, but in this bizarre world of cultivating immortals, it seemed that everything seemed to make sense.
Shangyue stared at the door in front of him, and the strange feeling in his heart became more and more severe.
"Girl, we haven't even had a long talk yet, how can you leave without saying goodbye?"
Just as Shangyue was lost in thought, Canghuai was approaching rapidly, his voice cleverly mixed with a hint of playfulness and confidence.
"Go to hell with your 'long conversation', you inexplicable lunatic."
Shangyue's eyes flickered, she took a deep breath, and resolutely pushed open the heavy door.
"Even if there's a sea of blood and swords behind this door, even if there's a slight chance of survival, it's still better than being caught by Cang Huai and having your head and body torn apart."
I thought about this last month, and the heavy feeling in my heart suddenly became much lighter.
She pushed open the door, and hundreds of eternally burning lamps instantly burst into bright and dazzling light.
Shangyue's eyes had been in darkness for a long time. When the sudden light pierced her vision, she instinctively raised her hand to block the dazzling light.
After Shangyue gradually adapted to the dazzling light, she put down her hand and was finally able to clearly see the scene behind the door - a deep cave with hundreds of eternally burning lamps arranged in an orderly manner.
A black dragon lies coiled in the center, its body presenting an elegant curve.
The scales on its body are arranged closely together, sparkling under the bright light, flashing a cold luster.
But his spine and back were pierced by two thousand-year-old black irons and nailed firmly to the moss-covered stone wall behind him.
He seemed to sense something and slowly opened his eyes. His golden vertical pupils were gray and his eyes widened the moment he saw the above.
"Huh!" Shangyue wondered. "Why does this scene look so familiar?"
How could he not be familiar with him? When he first met Long Qianjue when he first entered the world of immortal cultivation last month, he was nailed to the four sacred pillars of Tianyu Divine Sect by four thousand-year-old black irons.
Unexpectedly, Long Qianjue, the demon who had caused such great changes a hundred years ago, was imprisoned again.
There was a hint of surprise and a hint of doubt in Shangyue's eyes, and finally an expression that was hard to describe.
"What a coincidence, we meet again." Shangyue said so, with a hint of calmness in her voice.
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