The strong men in the early world were all frightened to see. Yang Yi had just fought with the Black Prison Demon. He was a super strong man with twenty-five divine patterns. For them, it was a high-ranking existence that could only be looked up to. (1_1)

But now, Yang Yi not only took action, but also had a fair share of the situation, and seemed to be no less than the Black Prison Demon at all...

Yang Yi's growth was so fast that even the four great gods Bufan believed in his eyes and used twenty-two divine patterns to compete with twenty-five divine patterns. This was a bit incredible in itself, and it was almost a feat that no one could accomplish.

After this attack, Yang Yi strengthened his confidence and whispered: "Black Prison Demon, it seems that your strength is nothing more than that."

The Demon of the Black Prison laughed instead: "Ignorance and stupid person, how can you know the power of my deity? Humph, let me open my eyes today, and die for the Black Prison Fist!"

The Demon of the Black Prison is a demon cultivator, and the demon skills he practices are not small. With one punch, it seems as if he summoned a distant area. The rolling divine power gathered wildly, instantly covering the entire first world, including Yang Yi. When the Black Prison arrived, everything was swallowed and crushed to pieces.

This is the true strength of the Black Prison Demon. With billions of demons laughing wildly, it is like a purgatory on earth. The Black Prison Demon is a high-ranking demon god. He controls everything and no one can challenge his majesty.

Master Huaqing has been fighting with the Black Prison Demon for so many years, but it is similar, because the Black Prison Demon, the Black Prison Fist, is so powerful that he can't even crack it.

Of course, the Black Prison Demon cannot do anything to Master Huaqing.

"Yang Yi, it is an honor to be able to make me use the Black Prison Fist. Death under the Black Prison Fist is your best destination!"

The voice of the Black Prison Demon is ethereal, as if it is transmitted from all directions.

The whole world was shrouded in tight lines and round, even Yang Yi could not find out the weaknesses. No wonder even Master Huaqing was afraid.

However, no defect is its biggest defect. There is another way to break everything, that is power, an absolutely powerful force that can break all confinements.

"Is this the power of the twenty-five powerful people with divine patterns? It's really extraordinary, but it's not that easy to trap Yang. All worlds are sinking. Let me open it!"

Yang Yi did not hold back any longer and mobilized all 210,000 world powers. The rolling world powers like torrents were gathering wildly, causing the entire Black Prison to appear in a golden light, as if the breath of world powers was everywhere. {http:

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All mobilized 210,000 world power. Yang Yi's great magical power of swallowing the sky and devouring the earth truly showed his power. With one punch, the Black Prison vibrated. The rich demonic energy was rolling wildly, but it still could not repair the quickly cracked cracks.

These cracks are getting bigger and bigger, and once they are completely cracked open, the Black Prison Fist of the Black Prison Demon will be resolved.

The smile on the face of the Black Prison Demon had not disappeared, but it had frozen in an instant. He was subjected to a strong impact, and he could not control his body as if he was rootless duckweed.

"What's going on here? How could a despicable person with just twenty-two divine patterns have such powerful power? Could this magical power be so terrifying that it can allow a strong man with twenty-two divine patterns to challenge the deity?"

The Black Prison Demon is now suffering from endless impacts from Yang Yi's power. These impacts are almost unbearable to the Black Prison Demon, especially his Black Prison, which is actually cracking inch by inch. This is something that the Black Prison Demon cannot bear.

"No, endless divine power, twenty-five divine patterns, all of them will be suppressed by me!"

A trace of ferociousness appeared on the face of the Demon of the Black Prison. He wanted to do all his efforts to suppress Yang Yi severely. He stopped Yang Yi from really breaking through the Black Prison and struggling out. In that case, even he himself would appear very dangerous.

The Black Prison Fist is already the most powerful force of the Black Prison Demon, but these powerful forces seem to be unable to withstand Yang Yi's crazy attack, especially the power of the world, as if it is endless.

Twenty-five divine patterns were finally used, which was almost the method of the Black Prison Demon being put under the box. The strong men of the twenty-five divine patterns were really powerful. Although each divine pattern was not as thick as Yang Yi's divine patterns, it was also like a pillar, extremely huge, and there was also an extremely special force. Under the pressure, Yang Yi seemed to be pressed by a giant mountain and could not move.

"Hmph, even the divine pattern has been used. Black Prison Demon, you are already exhausted, but Yang's power is endless, and the power of the twenty-one thousand world powers explode!"

Yang Yi's body, which was pressed by the twenty-five divine patterns of the Black Prison Demon, seemed to be straightened again. The 210,000 world power burst out instantly, becoming even more violent, like a tsunami of mountains and seas, instantly submerging the huge black Prison.

In the black prison, there were endless demons screaming, but to no avail. They were hit hard by Yang Yi's world power, and they were all scattered in an instant. No force could stop the power of the world like a flood, even the black prison demon could not do it.

"Bang"

The Black Prison Demon was shocked in an instant, but he had no time to react, because the Black Prison was no longer controlled by him, and the crack was magnified to infinite in an instant and exploded.

The black prison had exploded, and Yang Yi's figure instantly rushed out of the black prison and appeared in the void. His body was filled with rich world power, like a god, looking coldly at the embarrassing black prison demon.

Now Yang Yi's heart is already full of ups and downs. The other party is the Black Prison Demon, the myth of countless worlds, and the invincible myth in the hearts of countless gods. But he did this today, blowing the Black Prison opens up and making the Black Prison Demon embarrassed. I am afraid that even Master Huaqing has not made the Black Prison Demon so embarrassed. Yang Yi has already gained the upper hand and suppressed the Black Prison Demon.

With the power of just twenty-two divine patterns, the Black Prison Demon suppressed the Black Prison Demon. This was like a dream, but it really happened. Yang Yi suppressed the Black Prison Demon.

"Haha, the Black Prison Demon, I didn't expect you to be today too!"

At this moment, a burst of hearty laughter suddenly came from the void, and then the space was instantly shattered, and several figures flew out from it. The leaders were the Master Huaqing and the Zhoushan Sword Ancestor.

This time, Zhoushan Sword Ancestor led all the sword ancestors of Zhoushan Sword Sect to almost all out of their nests and headed towards the first realm. However, he didn't expect that as soon as he arrived at the first realm, he saw Yang Yi and the Black Prison Demon fighting. What was even more shocking was that Yang Yi actually made the Black Prison Demon embarrassed, and was obviously at a disadvantage.

Master Huaqing fought with the Black Prison Demon for countless years, almost equal. He did not even make the Black Prison Demon so embarrassed. At this time, he naturally felt delighted from the bottom of his heart when he saw the Black Prison Demon so embarrassed.

The Black Prison Demon's eyes were cold and his murderous intent was like a tide. He almost wished he could kill Yang Yi immediately, but he also knew that now that Zhoushan Sword Ancestor and Master Huaqing had arrived, he had a better chance to kill Yang Yi. Now the Black Prison Demon has no idea about any magical powers. He is determined to let Yang Yi die without a burial place to wash away the previous shame.

However, shame is shame, and it is always shame. Now, with the witness of Master Huaqing and everyone from Zhoushan Sword Sect, he was defeated by Yang Yi, because he was afraid that this incident will soon spread throughout the world of the world.

Yang Yi's eyes also condensed suddenly. He saw Master Huaqing and Zhoushan Sword Ancestor. The Black Prison Demon was right. Zhoushan Sword Ancestor did lead almost all the masters of Zhoushan Sword Sect to come out in full bloom.

However, Yang Yi did not expect that Master Huaqing would come with Zhoushan Sword Ancestor. This was quite troublesome. He had to face the many masters of Zhoushan Sword Sect and compete with Master Huaqing. Even if he had just defeated the Black Prison Demon, his joy disappeared in an instant.

"Zhoushan Sword Ancestor, Master Huaqing! I wonder what happened to you when you come to my first realm?"

Although Yang Yi was not calm inside, he looked calm on the surface and did not show any timidity.

Zhoushan Sword Ancestor had countless thoughts in his mind. He had thought of many and even very bad results, such as the Black Prison Demon who was determined to help Yang Yi, and the Black Prison Demon and Yang Yi had set up a trap and were waiting for them to come.

But even though he thought of thousands of possibilities, he could not guess the scene in front of him. Yang Yi actually made the Black Prison Demon so embarrassed and lost all his face. Moreover, he felt the aura on Yang Yi very clearly, only a mere twenty-two divine patterns.

The twenty-two divine patterns are already high and supreme monsters for ordinary strong men, but they are nothing to Zhoushan Sword Ancestor. He has twenty-four divine patterns, almost a powerful man with twenty-five divine patterns in half a step.

But even such a mere twenty-two divine patterns defeated the Black Prison Demon, which was no less than a weak ant. It suddenly became stronger and swallowed an elephant.

Therefore, when he heard Yang Yi’s question, Zhoushan Sword Ancestor was a little confused about how to answer. Now in his eyes, Yang Yi was no longer a little god with twenty-two divine patterns, but a super strong man with twenty-five divine patterns comparable to Master Huaqing and the Black Prison Demon.

Zhoushan Sword Ancestor never dared to have such an idea to deal with a super strong man with twenty-five divine patterns, but now, he seems to be in a difficult situation.

Master Huaqing seemed to have guessed the conflict between Zhoushan Sword Ancestor at this time. He stepped forward and smiled slightly, "Yang Yi, I didn't expect you to have such strength. This time I accompanied Zhoushan Sword Ancestor to ask for an explanation for the killing of Moye Sword Ancestor at Fellow Yang. I wonder what explanation to do with fellow Daoist Yang?"

For a moment, all eyes were gathered on Yang Yi. Each of the powerful men was earth-shaking, not to mention that almost all of them gathered together. If this question was not answered correctly, it would be a shocking battle of destruction.
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