Chapter 3337

After all, the only outsiders who really know yeyunji's identity are him and Shifu. Although it seems that he has no malice towards Wuji holy heaven now, he knows people and faces, but he does not know his heart. It is difficult to draw a tiger and skin. If one day in the future, he will have a bad heart towards Wuji holy heaven, and no one else knows, he will have no prevention.

If you don't leave yourself to watch out for him, master can't relax!

"Fenghua, although qingfan's talent cultivation is not bad, he is too indecisive. If I have an accident, I hope you can help him. If there is no way to avoid this disaster, I hope you will do your best to save more people and keep a little hope for this continent. " Mo Qingqiu said to Gu Fenghua and others.

"Yes, my Lord." Gu Fenghua and others responded in unison, with dim tears in their eyes.

Everyone knows that Mo Qingqiu's going to the purple heaven prison this time is very bad, and his hope of coming back alive is extremely slim.

And he himself, even more than outsiders, knew this, but for the sake of Yunyuan City, for the sake of Wuji holy heaven, for the sake of the whole continent, he went without hesitation.

Mo Qingqiu flies up, passes through the border crack and enters the purple heaven prison. Purple mist billows and rushes towards him like the tide. The old figure is so solemn and stirring.

His appearance soon attracted the attention of the purple soul beast, and hundreds of purple soul beasts roared at him.

Mo Qingqiu let out a clear roar and cut the sword out of his hand. The sword ran through the purple dust and cut into the herd. Dozens of purple soul beasts in front of them were the first to bear the brunt and turned into nothingness in an instant. Although those behind them were also split up, they were killed on the spot by this sword force, but the death was completely different, at least they kept their bodies.

Seeing this, Gu Fenghua's heart sank again. Obviously, in the dust of extermination, the strength of purple spirit beast is more powerful than that of Wuji holy heaven. However, Mo Qingqiu's cultivation will be greatly reduced when he arrives at purple heaven prison. With the rise and fall of this and that, his hope of coming back alive will be even more slim.

Just when Gu Fenghua and others are secretly worried about Mo Qingqiu, a purple soul beast rushes towards him in groups. Mo Qingqiu did not stop at his feet, and his sword was cut down again.

One sword, two swords, three swords... Cut out more than ten swords one after another, and nearly a thousand purple spirit beasts fell on the desolate and barren land. Mo Qingqiu's figure finally came to the core of the array that seemed to be the center of the rainbow. Without the slightest pause, he quickly laid pieces of gold and silver, and then made fingerprints.

In Zitian prison, the colorful light is shining, and the colorful glow that envelops the whole city master's residence is becoming more and more dazzling. The space array starts, and the cracks of the boundary are slowly repaired.

Gu Fenghua and others hold the hilt tightly, looking at Mo Qingqiu with excitement and tension.

Almost at the same time as he laid the fine gold and silver and made his fingerprints, groups of purple spirits rushed towards him one after another.

Mo Qingqing hastily laid down the refined gold and silver, and then made fingerprints with one hand and waved a long sword with the other.

A group of purple soul beasts fell down one after another. Between the dust and smoke, more purple soul beasts rushed towards him.

As a result, there are fewer purple soul beasts rushing to the crack. Gu Fenghua and others are more relaxed in dealing with it. From time to time, they cut out the crack with one sword and sealed it completely.

But their mood is not relaxed at all. Looking through the light purple dust, Mo Qingqiu's figure seems unreal and hazy, but he can still vaguely see his increasingly pale face, cut out his sword, and gradually lose his previous lightness and become heavy.

Time goes by slowly, and the cracks in front of him are constantly repairing. However, Mo Qingqiu's figure is also gently shaking, as if he is about to fall. The sword is becoming more and more heavy, as if every sword has to use up all his strength.

"No, he can't hold on any longer. I have to help him!" Tang junhou looked more and more anxious. He stood uneasy like an ant on a hot pot. Suddenly, he cried nervously and rushed to the border crack.

Gu Fenghua and others didn't expect that this guy was so bloody. They were shocked to see his action.

With Mo Qingqiu's powerful cultivation, his strength will be greatly reduced when he goes to purple heaven prison. Isn't he looking for death? Gu Fenghua subconsciously will come forward to stop him.

"I'm still waiting for him to help repair the house. Who can I go to when he's dead? You can't die, you must not die." At this time, Tang Jun wailed again.

So, Gu Fenghua stopped: forget it, he wants to die, let him die.

"Roar..." at this time, a wild animal roar came, which made people's eardrum painful, and even their heart trembled!

Ancient beast! Gu Fenghua and others were surprised.

Only from the powerful pressure contained in the roar, they can easily infer that the owner of the roar is no less powerful than the ancient fierce beast, or even himself.

With the roar of the beast, all the purple soul beasts roared together, rolled up the dust all over the sky, ran from all directions, and rushed straight to Mo Qingqiu.

See this scene, Gu Fenghua and others are face upheaval.