The Strongest Protagonist in the City

Chapter two hundred and eighty-ninth prisoner of God and God’s punishment

At this moment, Changxu Daochang clearly sensed an incomparably obscure energy that was quickly gathering.

Although Yi Yun didn’t care, Daoist Changxu was still a little worried after all.

Under the reminder of Daoist Changxu, why not ask and others also noticed that something was wrong around him.

At this moment, everyone looked up, only to see that the countless cages around them all began to slowly disintegrate, replaced by strips of black smoke, which quickly gathered towards the place where they were.

It was also in the eyes of everyone that the countless smoke quickly condensed, and the incomparably tall fences began to slowly hook in front of everyone.

“Daoist…this…” Why don’t you ask, watching the huge cage with a height of 100 meters is slowly forming, it is inevitable to feel a little nervous.

The Daoist Changxu looked at Yi Yun with a complicated expression, not understanding why Yi Yun did not move at all.

With Yi Yun’s strength, he needed to use the ability to tear apart the space in this “six, five, three” time, and this cage simply couldn’t contain them.

But now, Yi Yun turned a blind eye to these things, as if he hadn’t seen them.

Feeling the terrifying aura coming from the huge cage, Daochang Changxu’s face changed again and again. The place where the cage was formed has isolated everything, and even in the vagueness, Daoist Changxu still felt the surrounding space. The power is also isolated from all.

That is to say, once this cage is formed, Yi Yun’s method of tearing the space is likely to be invalid.

Everyone knows that if Ichiro Miyamoto is not stopped now, when this cage is formed, I am afraid they will no longer be able to escape.

Even Le Qingcheng, who was practicing swordsmanship, was shocked by this terrifying scene. If she was not careful, a monster with fangs attacked her, causing Le Qingcheng to be in a hurry.

“Concentrate!” Yi Yun reprimanded.

Le Qingcheng hurriedly collected his mind, and did not dare to go to Fan San to pay attention and concentrate on dealing with the monster in front of him.

For her, with Yi Yun there, there is nothing to be afraid of, after all, whether it is the Azure Dragon Sword or Yi Yun’s own strength, Le Qingcheng has already seen the gap.

It was also in Yi Yun’s ignorance that the huge cage was slowly disturbed, as if even the last ray of light between heaven and earth would be completely cut off.

Ichiro Miyamoto’s heart skipped a beat.

He didn’t know why Yi Yun didn’t hide, but he knew that as long as this huge cage was completed, even if the immortals descended, there would be absolutely no chance of surviving.

And this cage is also the strongest seal in the Xuanwu Ruins, and its name is called… Fierce God Terrace!

“Quick! Quick! Quick!” Ichiro Miyamoto shouted, looking at the last few cages’ bars and asking them thoroughly, his whole face was instantly filled with a smile.

“Great! Great! Yi Yun, you killed yourself, no wonder, hahaha…” Miyamoto Ichiro was so excited that his hands began to tremble slightly.

On the other side, Daoist Changxu and the others were a little helpless as they watched all this happen.

Now, they can only pin all their hopes on Yi Yun.

After all, if it wasn’t for Yi Yun’s attitude, Daochang Changxu and others would have a chance to escape.

But in the same way, they also understand that once they lose Yi Yun’s protection, I am afraid that Miyamoto Ichiro only needs to put them in a normal cage again, and it will be enough for them to fall into the sand.

Boom!

After the cage was completely closed, an incomparable power began to appear in the Xuanwu ruins.

No matter why you don’t ask, or you are long and illusory, in front of this power, you only feel incomparably small, as if you are like ants, and people can’t bear the idea of ​​​​resistance.

In the distance, the figure of Ichiro Miyamoto slowly emerged.

Seeing Ichiro Miyamoto, why didn’t he ask, he clenched his fists violently, but at this moment he was still being entered by Guan Xiao again, and it was still such a huge cage, so naturally he couldn’t go to Ichiro Miyamoto for revenge.

“If I just lay down around me, at least I can hold him back, now… alas…” Why not ask a little annoyed.

However, he is also very clear about his current position. The last time he was in the wrong team in the Qinglong Ruins, although he woke up later, he had offended Yi Yun after all.

To provoke the Xiantian realm and want to destroy a family, let alone a return to the real realm like Yi Yun?

That’s why, at this moment, why don’t you ask? Although he said it in his mouth, he also knew in his heart that without Yi Yun’s order, he would never move.

Why don’t you ask the sigh, but also let the next Dao Changxu feel the same way. He is in the realm of returning to the real world. If Yi Yun didn’t move, he would naturally be able to leave here easily.

But at this moment, Daoist Changxu can also sigh softly: “Hey, I hope Mr. Yi has been prepared!”

Just when the two were a little flustered, Ichiro Miyamoto’s laughter reached everyone’s ears.

“Yi Yun, do you think you can break through those ordinary cages, and you can break this sacred altar? Do you think you are a fairy?

Miyamoto Ichiro blushed and shouted loudly.

In a word, everyone froze in their hearts.

The three words Fengshentai seemed to be a big mountain, and the crowd was a little breathless.

Even gods can be imprisoned, let alone mortals like them?

However, on the other side, Yi Yun turned a deaf ear to what Ichiro Miyamoto said, and even after seeing Le Qingcheng being distracted again, Yi Yun reprimanded in a low voice: “Hurry up and hurry up, you won’t be able to do it later. Way to train! 3)

Le Qingcheng didn’t dare to be distracted, and hurriedly raised his sword again to keep killing.

On the other hand, Miyamoto Ichiro originally thought that after he finished speaking so arrogantly, Yi Yun would express some fear or madness, but he didn’t expect the other party to ignore him directly.

What was even more irritating was that at the moment, Yi Yun still seemed to be teaching Le Qingcheng to practice swordsmanship, and he didn’t take the so-called Fengshentai of Miyamoto Ichiro in his eyes at all.

Gritting his teeth violently, Ichiro Miyamoto shouted: “Yi Yun, today I will show you the power of the Xuanwu world!

After he finished speaking, his fingers moved continuously on the jade turtle.

And the cages around the entire Prison God Platform also began to condense a lot of energy.

A huge flame with a radius of dozens of meters rose out of thin air, hanging high above the prisoner’s platform, as hot as the sun.

On the other side, an icy aura instantly condensed. Although only a fist-sized ice crystal was slowly spinning, even if it was a hundred meters away, people could feel the biting coldness contained in it. 1.5

There was also a black tornado spinning slowly, and just after it appeared, everyone felt that their feet were unstable, and it seemed that they might be sucked into it at any time.

In addition, inside the entire cage, there are streaks of thunder and lightning that are constantly drifting away, as if there is a possibility of a god-punished thunder at any time!

Under the influence of these four forces, those monsters with fangs that Le Qingcheng faced also died quickly, but in a short while, countless monsters with fangs were completely burned.

Seeing this, Yi Yun also said helplessly, “Look, I said there’s not much time left!

Le Qingcheng glanced at Yi Yun angrily, but his eyes fell on the four forces that Miyamoto Ichiro made the hook.

Although she is not strong, she clearly feels how heart-pounding the destructive aura contained in the four forces!

“Water, fire, wind and thunder! This… this is divine punishment!” Chang Xu Daochang looked solemn and sighed in a low voice,