The refined Prison-Devouring Sword has become introverted by the powerful and powerful gods and is not revealed outside.

It looks ordinary on the surface.

Si Yuan was not worried that he would reveal it openly, which would attract others' covetousness, greed and malice. At most, it would only make others feel that the shape of the sword was a little weird and ferocious.

And that crystal clear sword blade like glass and beautiful jade.

It looks like it gives people a very fragile visual sense, as if it can be easily broken with a little force.

Like a work of art is more like a murder weapon.

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On the way to Baiyue Royal City.

Bai Yifei, a young man in white, suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction he was behind him.

I saw a blood-colored giant sword quickly condensed into shape, with the tip of the sword rising upwards and standing between heaven and earth. The invisible and terrifying power made the red and white swords hanging around his waist tremble spontaneously.

It seems to be intimidated by its supreme evil power.

"General Bai, this...?!" The deputy general beside him looked shocked when he saw this.

Bai Yifei narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly ordered coldly: "Send a team of White Armored Army to see. If there are any abnormal people or objects, bring them back."

"Yes, General Bai." The deputy general took the order and personally arranged the orders of the chief general.

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Wei State, Yunmeng Mountain.

This place has mountains, green trees, rugged rocks, clouds and mist, and the natural scenery is extremely beautiful and magnificent.

But deep in Yunmeng Mountain, there is another unknown place.

Its name is: Guigu.

Just as the blood-colored air fog giant sword condensed and formed.

Guiguzi, who was teaching Guigu disciples Gai Nie and Weizhuang, paused, and then turned his head and looked to the southeast.

Even though it was hundreds or thousands of miles away, the blood-colored giant sword that was spreading through the sky and the earth still seemed clear and clear, as if it was late.

"Master, what is that?" the little boy Gai Nie asked.

Another white-haired boy next to him looked cool, with a mysterious tone and said coldly: "That's a sword..."

"Xiaozhuang, you are naughty again." Gai Nie turned his head slightly and looked at Weizhuang calmly.

"Another special famous sword was born, just like the reverse scale, as powerful and mysterious." Guiguzi wore a black robe and stretched out his hand to stroke the white beard under his jaw.

The mountain wind blows, and the robe is flying.

The word "Guigu" on the back of the robe is twisted and thrilled, as if a flag is flying.

This is a name that made all the vassal states in the world hear it solemnly.

When the princes are angry, they are afraid, and when they live in peace, the world will be subsided.

This is Zongheng Guigu.

After watching for a while, a trace of solemnity and curiosity appeared in Guiguzi's eyes, and he couldn't help but think to himself: "As soon as he appeared, his fierce aura could actually cause changes in the celestial phenomena."

"This is a murderous sword. Swordsmen in the world may gather and riot again."

"I just don't know which sword-making master it came from?"

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Qi State, the small sage village.

Xunzi, who is famous for his semi-saints, is sitting cross-legged under a welcoming pine tree, carefully teaching his two most proud disciples - Han Fei and Li Si.

The words in your mouth are at the critical point.

Xunzi suddenly stopped talking, turned his head slightly, and looked to the southwest. A solemn expression appeared in his old but full of wisdom.

"What a strong and fierce sword energy, it's simply born for killing."

I noticed my teacher's abnormal expression.

The young Han Fei and Li Si turned their heads and looked back one after another, and saw a huge giant sword with hazy blood mist standing between the sky and the earth, where the wind and clouds were surging, lightning and thunder were roaring.

It seems that the end of the world is coming.

"That direction and distance... If I did not calculate it wrong, it would be the land of Baiyue." Looking at the blood-colored aura fog giant sword in the distance, Han Fei fell into deep thought.

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Qin State, Taiyi Mountain.

Bei Mingzi, who was dreaming of a butterfly in Zhuang Zhou, was suddenly awakened from the state of unity between man and nature. His body lying on the stone, sat upright unconsciously.

“It’s a turbulent time…!”

Watch quietly for a moment.

Bei Mingzi took off the wine gourd hanging around his waist, opened his mouth, and raised his head to suck it gently in front of the gourd mouth.

Then lie down again.

His eyes were slightly closed, motionless, as if he was sleeping soundly.

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at the same time.

Inside another mountain near the mountain range where Taiyi Mountain is located.

There are exquisite attics one after another, located between green mountains and green waters, which complement each other and complement each other. The palace pavilions and pavilions appear and disappear in the vast sea of ​​trees.

The white mist is hazy and flowing like a veil.

The rendered place is as magnificent as a holy land of fairy mountains.

This place is the headquarters of the Yin-Yang Family, which was divided from Taoism five hundred years ago.

Upstairs of Zhaixing.

The leader of the Yin-Yang family, Dong Huang Taiyi, quietly looked up at the sky, wearing a black robe without wind, automatically, hanging on his shoulders, the sun, moon, star pendants above his head, swaying gently.

From a distance, it seems that the universe and the galaxy are fluctuating and changing.

"The Prison Devouring, a sword that does not exist in its original destiny, and the celestial phenomena of sentient beings change, so it changes."

Words full of majestic and mysteriousness came from under the black robe, echoing quietly in the star hall of Zhaixing Tower.

Not far below.

The girl Moon Goddess, wearing a purple gauze dress and a purple gauze mask on her eyes, respectfully asked Donghuang Taiyi, and said, "Your Excellency Donghuang, can you need to deal with it?"

"Prison Devouring, it's just born now, not strong enough."

Donghuang Taiyi did not deny the Moon God's proposal. He/she would not allow any variables or accidents to occur before his plan was truly completed.

Once variables appear, either control or destroy.

"Let Shao Siming deal with the Prison Devouring."

"If you can capture it alive, bring it back, it is the best. If you cannot do it, you will directly destroy it."

When Donghuangtai gave the order.

In the Star Hall, a little starlight was dancing and gathering, condensed in the air, and turned into the shape of a sword, which was the Prison-Devouring Sword.

Soon, a pair of young and beautiful sisters walked in together.

One was wearing a black dress and the other was wearing a white dress. The two of them held hands and looked up at the hideous sword formed by starlight, silent.

Then they saluted Dong Huangtai and retreated on their own.

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Baiyue Royal City.

The deposed prince Red Eyebrow Jun Tianze, who temporarily forcibly controlled the situation, sensed it as soon as the scarlet fog giant sword condensed and formed.

He, who likes to collect all kinds of famous swords the most in his life, was immediately moved.

Walk out of the hall.

Tianze observed quietly for a moment, and suddenly ordered without even being able to do so: "You two, go and bring the sword back for me."

Wushuang Ghost, Yan Lingji received the order and turned around and left.

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About three hours later.

A Baiyue scout rushed over, knelt on one knee, and reported to Tianze loudly: "Report! Report to the Chimeijun, the Chu and South Korean coalition forces have reached less than twenty miles outside the city."
Chapter completed!