Guarding the prison for thirty years: Exiting the land sword fairy

Seven days in a row.

Wang Hao stayed in the sky prison without sleep or rest.

Day and night, not only to supervise the construction of the sky prison, but also to train four thousand jailers to cooperate with the joint attack formation.

at last.

On the seventh day, the reconstruction of the first to sixth floors of the sky prison was completed, and the scope of the cell was even expanded.

The prohibition is staggered, and the magic circle is shrouded.

The newly built T-shaped prison has become more unbreakable and indestructible.

The four thousand new and old jailers are well-trained, and each of them is on the alert, heavily guarded, for fear of another death.

"Phew... finally I can rest." Wang Hao relaxed.

Opening his arms, he stretched beautifully.

The bones all over his body crackled, making a sound like popping beans.

Hand over the task.

Dragging his tired body, he returned to his new house in the suburbs.

"This time I applied for a three-day vacation from Zhou Dian Prison, just in time to study the secrets of Jin Peng's bones." Wang Hao secretly said.

the next day.

Wang Hao was full of energy and walked out of the room with a radiant face.

Stand in the courtyard.

Open the storage bag and take out the skeleton of the golden-winged roc from it, bursts of golden lights flicker.

Break the seal.

call out!
Under Wang Hao's watchful eyes, it turned into a golden light and rushed towards the southwest like a runaway wild horse.

disappeared into the sky.

see.

Wang Hao was calm and composed, his body swayed, and Jinghong's body skills were running to the extreme, and he followed behind it unhurriedly.

From the capital all the way to the west, it becomes more and more desolate.

It took half a day to gallop thousands of miles and came to a majestic mountain range.

"Baihu Mountain?" Wang Hao asked in surprise.

Let go of the Jinpeng skeleton in his hand again, and it turns into a golden glow hovering between a barren valley.

next second.

It rushed straight into the barren ground and disappeared.

"Underground?" Wang Hao whispered.

Consciousness locked.

Reluctantly, he took out the magic sword, slashed out with one sword, and opened up a passage on the ground, followed by him.

gradually.

The soil under the ground began to appear unusually hard basalt gold stones, which were indestructible and very hard. It was difficult for ordinary masters of the God Transformation Realm to destroy these stones.

however.

It can be seen everywhere here.

The sword light shoots out, as easily as cutting tofu.

all the way down.

soon.

He dug a wide passage and emerged in a tomb with a complex layout.

The Qi of Gengjin permeates everywhere, as if it is real.

It's very uncomfortable.

"Could this be the tomb of the golden-winged roc? It came here to return to its roots?" Wang Hao guessed.

Exercising his spiritual sense to explore the surroundings, he found that there were some restrictions left in the tomb, which blocked his power of spiritual sense.

"The Heavenly Demon is at ease, the Heavenly Demon is at ease!"

Become an illusory phantom, ignoring the restrictions of the tomb, and shuttle between reality and illusion.

In just a quarter of an hour, he checked out the situation of the entire tomb.

In the main tomb room, there is a white tiger ferocious beast in the late stage of transforming gods, baring its teeth and claws, struggling to attack a remnant soul in the coffin.

But the remnant soul has the protection of the prohibition left by the golden-winged roc, and is not afraid of the attack of the white tiger and beast.

However, the white tiger is ferocious, and it attacks more and more frequently, and the light of the restraint is dimmed every time it attacks.

If this level of attack is followed, it will collapse for half a day at most.

"Sage White Tiger?" Wang Hao's pupils shrank.

Staring at the ferocious white tiger in the distance, his heart trembled.

Then he inspected carefully and found that although the white tiger looked exactly the same as the white tiger sage, even the aura it exuded was the same, but their cultivation bases were very different.

Perhaps it was this remnant soul that was forced to summon the golden roc skeleton to resist the white tiger's attack.

Inside the main tomb.

The tiger vigorously attacked the remnant soul of Jin Peng in the coffin, and the tiger's claws gathered ferocious demon essence, and he tried his best every time he attacked.

"This king advises you not to be ignorant of good and evil, to give up resistance obediently, and let this king swallow you up, and I will become the new holy king of Baihu Mountain. Otherwise, when this king breaks this broken coffin, you will suffer a lot. The pain of the Nether Fire makes you feel so much pain."

Since seven days ago, he received the news that the White Tiger Sacred Monarch had been seriously injured in the Great Xia capital, and his ambition could no longer be restrained.

By chance, he found this tomb of the great demon, and his thoughts grew wantonly like weeds.

Out of control.

Break through the combined state and become the king of Baihu Mountain.

Instead!
"Just now there was still the breath of bones, why did it disappear now?" Jin Peng's remnant soul was very depressed.

Do your best to control the power of Gengjin nearby to maintain the restraint of the coffin.

If it wasn't for half a month ago that he noticed the whereabouts of the skeleton and used the secret method to forcibly summon it, revealing the trace... I don't think my own skeleton was not summoned, but it caused a big trouble.

Fall into the jaws of a tiger!

"Don't cry until you see the coffin... I will see how long you can last!" Hu Dali snorted coldly.

Tireless attack.

The golden sarcophagus was gradually shattered, and the Gengjin demon energy surrounding it quickly disappeared.

An hour later.

"Your time to die has arrived!" Hu Dali excitedly said.

Looking at the indestructible coffin in front of him, there was a crack.

The demonic energy of the two claws condensed, constantly absorbing the power of the majestic Gengjin nearby, and turned into a pair of giant claws with a hundred feet, tearing the void, ferocious and terrifying.

"break!"

Deliver a fatal blow!
boom!
The giant claws of hundreds of feet struck down and slapped heavily on the cracks in the coffin, making an earth-shattering roar.

Deafening.

Click!

There was a crisp sound of cracking quietly in the tomb, and the inner and outer coffins shattered in response, turning into a pile of rubble and scattered all over the ground.

Jin Peng's remnant soul was instantly exposed in the air.

Seeing another tiger claw slapping at the remnant soul, a sharp sword energy shot out from behind, destroying that ferocious and terrifying giant claw that lifted the sky on the spot.

"Presumptuous! Who is blocking this king?" Hu Dali shouted angrily.

Turning around and looking at the dark place of the tomb, he was so angry that his hair burst all over his body, and his anger reached the extreme.

"Your grandfather is here!" Wang Hao said indifferently.

Slowly walking out of the darkness, bathing in the killing demonic energy all over his body, covering his appearance.

"Holy, Holy Monarch?!" Hu Dali turned pale with shock.

His body trembled violently, his limbs became weak, and he collapsed to the ground with a bang.

Never expected that the White Tiger Sage would appear at a critical moment.

He strode up to him with his head held high.

Wang Hao bent his five fingers slightly, grabbed the remnant soul of Jin Peng in front of him, and controlled it in the palm of his hand, unable to move.

"No...you're not the Holy Monarch!" Hu Dali suddenly said.

Outraged!
With a bang, he jumped up from the ground and rushed towards him with the wind.

The evil tiger goes down the mountain!

"Noisy!" Wang Hao said.

Backhand sword.

Thousands of sword glows filled the tomb, carrying the energy of Gengjin all around to produce terrifying power.

When a sword fell, before Hu Dali could pounce, his body was suspended in the air, split into two.

The scarlet organs radiated heat and fell to the ground.

"Roar! No... this king can't die, this king has not yet become the holy king of Baihu Mountain." Hu Dali struggled vigorously.

Half of the body moved quickly on the ground, sliding out a scarlet trace, relying on full vitality, it did not die on the spot.

"There is no holy king yet, so I'll give you a ride." Wang Hao added.

The words fall.

The terrifying murderous storm overwhelmed him.

【Ding!Slay the white tiger ferocious beast in the God Transformation Realm, complete the epiphany, and get the 'White Tiger Heart Claw'! 】

A yellow rank exercise!

Put Hu Dali's body in the storage bag without wasting any cultivation resources.

Diligent and thrifty.

He lowered his head, focused his attention on the remnant soul in his palm, and asked, "You summoned the Jinpeng skeleton to come here?"