Bang!

On the ring, smoke and dust rose everywhere.

In an instant, the huge black prison seemed to tremble with the sound of blowing.

The whole audience was silent and silent.

Everyone looked at the ring of dust in a dumbfounded manner, silent as if they were cicadas, and indescribable fear swept across their bodies like wild grass.

Even the leader wolf in the top ten prison areas could not help but feel numb and his throat squirmed, and he swallowed his saliva secretly.

Is this the true strength of Taoist Lord?

As the top ten prison areas, they are the strongest in their respective prison areas, and they are also the ones who most intuitively feel the strength of Taoist Lord. Even so, the strength shown by Taoist Lord at this time also makes them feel strange.

It seems that he is not the same as the Taoist Lord in his impression!

"it's over!"

A calm voice came from the ring, and it was obviously very light, but it clearly fell into everyone's ears in the Black Prison.

Buzz!

A strong wind suddenly appeared.

The rolling smoke and dust on the ring was blown away.

Chen Daojun stood tall like a great mountain, carrying his hands on his back, and his expression was indifferent.

Kunlun was lying on his side at his feet, and under his head was a cracked pit.

"Is it still so far away?"

Kunlun was lost and murmured in a daze.

The attack just now was so powerful that it was unstoppable. The only thing he could do in an instant was not resistance, but burst out with energy, offsetting most of the impact of hitting the ground.

Otherwise... Kunlun could even imagine the bloody scene of his head bursting out on the spot like a watermelon.

An indescribable sense of powerlessness surged in, devouring Kunlun.

This was not the first time he fought with Chen Daojun. In order to get out of the black prison, he had competed with Chen Daojun on the ring.

He also knew that Chen Daojun had let go of water, and even the entire Black Prison knew that Chen Daojun had let go of water.

But Kunlun suddenly realized through a smash just now that Chen Daojun did not release water at all, but...the entire Pacific Ocean!

"Stay honestly, there will be times when you go out."

Chen Daojun did not explain. After Leng Bingbing said a word, she turned around and jumped off the ring, glanced at Xu Qingfeng with a sideways: "Let's go, go do the business."

Xu Qingfeng pursed and looked at Kunlun on the ring sympathetically: "Little guy, be glad that he showed mercy, otherwise even if you were so qi protecting your body, your head would burst on the spot."

Kunlun's eyes flashed for a moment, and his pupils suddenly shrank to the extreme.

Just now...is it already released?

He was shocked by doubts, but he did not dare to doubt. Even after a brief restoration, he felt that the possibility of Xu Qingfeng's statement was more real.

Under the gaze of everyone.

Chen Daojun and Xu Qingfeng left quickly.

During the whole process, the No-Da Black Prison seemed to have been pressed.

Until five minutes after the two left, the Black Prison in "pause" seemed to be pressed again in an instant.

"The knot... is over?"

"My God, I thought there would be no suspense in this battle, but I didn't expect it to be like this!"

"Hiss... Is Daojun a human? I have been in the black prison for so many years, and after a fight just now, I suddenly realized that I still think too weakly about him!"

...

The tide of sound gradually became louder and became more intense.

Discussing, exclaiming, uproaring...

Countless sounds gathered together, like storm waves, rising into the sky, shaking its deafening.

Indoor center control.

The old man in the tuxedo breathed a sigh of relief and smiled slightly: "This is the Taoist Lord!"

Hearing words.

The black prison guards behind him nodded and smiled.

Immediately afterwards, the old man in the tuxedo turned around and said, "Go and a few people to treat their injuries. With Dao Jun's smash, the black prison will be peaceful for a while. Without Dao Jun's permission, it will be possible to see who can go out.

!”

"good."

Someone responded and turned around and left.

The old man in the tuxedo turned to look at the central control display, his eyes deep and thoughtful. A few seconds later, a strange smile suddenly pulled up the corner of his wrinkled mouth.

On the other side.

The snowy sky is endless.

In the storm and snow, two figures moved forward quickly.

Chen Daojun and Xu Qingfeng walked side by side. The two of them were extremely fast, and their energy was swept through their bodies, resisting the wind and snow.

"Daojun, why did you suddenly think about going to the Black Prison first and then heading south?"

Xu Qingfeng asked in confusion.

“The difference between going north and going south.”

Chen Daojun said calmly: "In addition, I have to solve the problem of the Black Prison Kunlun before saving Ye Linglong."

"Going north and south? Are you afraid that we will have many obstacles from Zhenjiangcheng to the Huns?" Xu Qingfeng suddenly realized.

According to normal circumstances, it is indeed much more difficult for them to start from the town and the city. The Yi tribes will be extremely sensitive to the border junction. They travel thousands of miles north and there will be resistance all the way, but when they go south, the resistance they receive should be less.

Some.

Chen Daojun smiled unanimously, and the topic suddenly changed.

"After approaching the Huns, don't show up, hide in the dark, you shouldn't be discovered, right?"

While speaking, he glanced at Xu Qingfeng with a sideways.

Xu Qingfeng obviously noticed a hint of contempt in Chen Daojun's eyes, and his expression suddenly became somber: "Who do you underestimate? But if we join forces, will it be easy to join the Huns and steal individuals?"

"You don't know that there are Tianlangs in the Huns, let alone, Ye Linglong is the only bargaining chip that the Huns threatened Hong Hui to cooperate, and it is impossible for them to be strictly supervised."

Chen Daojun narrowed his eyes and a cold light flashed: "Before I completely overturned the chess game, I have always been accustomed to leaving one hand and be careful to sail the ten thousand-year-old ship."

Xu Qingfeng's eyes flashed for a moment, and after reacting, he smiled slightly.

...

Inside the cave.

The bonfire "cracked" and the flames swayed.

The male lion in the snow lay down at the entrance of the cave, resisting the wind and snow for Chen Dong.

And Chen Dong, like an old monk entering into meditation, sat cross-legged by the bonfire, with his expression focused, his eyebrows tightly frown, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept falling.

Next to him were placed pieces of derelict wood carvings and logs...

Engraving, failure, repetition, failure again...

This process lingers Chen Dong like a vicious cycle.

No matter how he adjusts, the wood carving in his hand is always difficult to make progress.

The boring and focused cave life made him feel like he was a different world and could not even notice the passage of time.

Failure again and again, and happen again and again.

Chen Dong didn't remember how much wood he had scrapped, but the flames of the bonfire were always in great prosperity.

Crack, Crack...

The broken knife cut out the human figure bit by bit, and then carved the facial features bit by bit.

Be gentle, slow, be careful...

Chen Dong kept reminding himself that he was completely immersed in it, and the spiritual platform was Kongming.

Click!

With a sound of cracking.

The tip of the broken knife in his hand suddenly relaxed.

Chen Dong suddenly woke up from his concentration state and was very annoyed when he looked at the broken and scrapped wood carvings.

Sudden.
Chapter completed!