Chapter 1291: Three Hundred Years Under Heavenly Hell

In response to the conversation between Yeri and the Spirit of the Imperial City, Zhenyue Prison Venerable let out a crazy roar.

It's just that his body is firmly locked by countless law chains, and without the permission of the Spirit of the Imperial City, he is not even qualified to mobilize the power in his body.

As for the Heavenly Prison, although it was mastered by him, in fact, after his fall, the Heavenly Hell had become a magic weapon in the hands of the Emperor of the Desolate Heaven.

Although he was thrown in the Imperial City by the Emperor of the Desolate Heaven, he also had the power to use it, but the real master of the Heavenly Hell was no longer what he is now.

In the Heavenly Hell, black light emerged, condensing around the leaves, not a million times the gravity, only maintained at a level of 30,000 times.

Although the Spirit of the Imperial City may not have the ability to shoot directly, it was created by the Emperor of the Desolate Heaven after all, and the vision is absolutely speechless.

Thirty thousand times is not too strong for Ye Li, but it is precisely able to give him a certain amount of power, but for a long time, it will not affect the extreme gravity of his foundation.

Feeling the pressure on his body, Ye Li directly closed his eyes, relying on gravity to temper his body, and at the same time comprehending the opportunities he got after entering the imperial city.

For this scene, Zhenyue Prison Venerable was obviously extremely angry, but now he was just a true spirit who had been resurrected by the Desolate Heaven Emperor, and he couldn't do anything without permission.

In this space, he fell into such a strange bottleneck, Zhenyue Prison Venerable was locked in the air, and Ye Li was sitting under the Heavenly Prison, cultivating silently.

As time passed, the aura on Ye Li's body became stronger and stronger, and the spirit of the Imperial City did not need any reminder, the power displayed by the Heavenly Hell has always been the limit that Ye Li can withstand for a long time.

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This kind of calm has lasted for three hundred years, and Ye Li is still sitting in the air, but the gravity exerted by the Heavenly Hell in the air has reached a level of 300,000 times.

And if you look closely at Ye Li's body, you will definitely find that every cell in his body is constantly generating and dying.

And every time the earth is born and dies, the cells can get the special power between heaven and earth, and after each birth and death, they will be much stronger than before.

Now, even if Ye Li didn't deliberately show his strength, a special momentum could be formed in his body, and even the Great Emperor couldn't exert all his strength in front of this kind of momentum.

And in front of Ye Li, the long sword slowly floated and floated, and the tempering of the body did not require much energy, and the long sword had been being practiced at night.

If five hundred years ago, this long sword only barely reached the level of the Extreme Dao Emperor Soldiers, the current long sword, even among the Extreme Dao Emperor Soldiers, can be regarded as powerful.

And in his Sendai, the Sky Swallowing Demon Jar is also slowly rising and falling, although Ye Li's main energy is not here, but above the Sky Swallowing Demon Jar, there is a faint special air flow.

After all, this is the magic weapon that has accompanied Ye Li for tens of thousands of years, and many special treasures have been integrated in these three hundred years, making it completely reach the level of an immortal weapon.

And in terms of the perception of the law and the application of power, Ye Li has also made great progress, at least in a short period of time, it is difficult for him to make a big improvement.

So he stood up again, looked at the bound Zhenyue Prison Venerable, and said slowly.

"After waiting for three hundred years, you still look at me and cultivate in front of you, and now you should do your best to deal with me from the beginning!"

As he spoke, Ye Li slowly lifted the long sword hanging in front of him, and in the air, the chains that bound Zhenyue Prison Venerable slowly spread out.

The current Zhenyue Prison Venerable no longer has that kind of detachment and disdain, looking at Ye Li's gaze, there is a killing intent that cannot be concealed at all.

As the top existence among the Red Dust Immortals, even in that era, he was also high, and he didn't even care about many existences that surpassed the Red Dust Immortals.

But now, in front of Ye Li and the Spirit of the Imperial City, he has completely become a tool, and the only meaning of his existence is to sharpen the young man in front of him.

Therefore, the moment the chains were loosened, Zhenyue Prison Venerable didn't say a word, and the nine peaks that had gathered out of the aura had already fallen directly from the sky.

And in the process of the fall of these nine mountain peaks, his hand has already been held towards the Heavenly Hell hanging in the air, and he must do his best in the face of the current Yeli.

Facing the nine falling spiritual energy mountains, a flash of light flashed in Ye Li's eyes, and the long sword in his hand was horizontal, followed by an arc-shaped sword light flying out of his hand.

The nine Spiritual Qi Mountains, although it was not Zhenyue Prison Venerable who attacked with all his might, but each of them used the ability to severely damage the Heavenly Emperor level powerhouse.

But Ye Li was just a sword slash, and the nine mountains exploded almost at the same time, and this time Ye Li did not fall behind at all.

Although this was because Zhenyue Prison Venerable didn't go all out this time, it was also a huge improvement in Ye Li's strength.

Zhenyue Prison Venerable, who had already held the Heavenly Prison, also shrank his pupils slightly when he saw this scene, but immediately after, a black light had already flown out of his hand.

The Heavenly Hell was directly thrown out by him, and at this moment, countless black rays of light fell, and a million times the gravity fell on Ye Li's body in an instant.

In fact, Zhenyue Prison Venerable knew very well that Yeli, who had cultivated under the gravity of the Heavenly Hell for three hundred years, would hardly be affected by gravity.

But even if it doesn't affect it, now that he sees Ye Li's strength, he also knows that this means must be used.

In the face of Ye Li, he no longer has the detachment and casualness he had before, and all his power must be applied.

When those black auras fell, Zhenyue Prison Venerable's own body had already rushed out, and with a magic weapon like Heavenly Hell, his physical fitness was not comparable to that of ordinary Red Dust Immortals.

His fists seemed to turn into two mountains from the primeval world, and at an incredible speed, they slammed directly into Yeli who was standing there.

Except for the existence at the same level as Zhenyue Prison Venerable, almost no one knows that this means the existence of the two worlds in Mingzhen, and the strongest means has never been the so-called Thousand Mountains and Shadows.

That means is indeed very strong, but to be honest, in the face of a strong person at the same level, such a means has almost no chance to show its power.

And the strongest of Zhenyue Prison Venerable is not that Heavenly Prison, but his pair of fists.

His physical body as a whole was barely touching the Red Dust Immortal level, but his fists, even if they were hard immortal weapons, would not have any problems.

And in that Ancient Immortal Mountain, he got a special opportunity, and relied on that opportunity to create a special set of boxing techniques.

He can be called one of the Eight Directions Prison Venerable, relying on this special set of boxing techniques, and now, just starting to get in touch, he did not hesitate to look at this hole card that had been hidden for an unknown amount of time.

Looking at Ye Li's fist, Ye Li had a special feeling that he didn't seem to be fighting against a person, in front of him, it was simply an ancient sacred mountain, and it seemed that he couldn't fight it at all.