Immediately afterwards, powerful monks with white robes and golden rings walked out of the gap. They were the elders of the Xiantian Sect.
The person in front was an incredibly beautiful woman with apricot-like eyes and delicate lips. Looking at the bloody sedan in front of her, a pair of eyes seemed to have penetrated the bead curtain and landed on Zhan Wuji: "I'm here Huo Qifan, Son of War, do you know that you are here to challenge the head of our sect?"
"Not bad." Zhan Wuji nodded lightly.
"I came to the Holy Cult this time just to compete with Master Ji and prove my strength!"
When Huo Qizao heard the words, he nodded slightly and immediately said: "Of all the things in the world, only human beings are the most precious thing. In the world, among the billions of human races, the leader of my holy religion is the supreme existence."
"How can the master of a sect be provoked by anyone?"
"For the sake of Chongming Sect, we'd better leave."
"Impossible." Zhan Wuji quickly shook his head and said in a deep voice.
"I will not leave the territory of Xiantian Religion unless I can defeat Leader Ji."
The faces of all the Supreme Elders of Xiantian Sect turned dark when they saw Zhan Wuji being so stubborn.
"Zhan Wuji, you are not the head of the Chongming Sect, but the temple of our Xuantian Sect!"
"Even though you are now the official sect master, your origin is really too low-level."
"No matter how high your cultivation level is, if you cannot become an immortal in one day, there will always be a kind of humble blood in your body."
"It's a huge blessing to be able to show up in front of us."
"You are just a junior with a humble background and a despicable bloodline. You have no qualifications to provoke the leader of our holy religion!"
Hearing this, Zhan Wuji raised his eyebrows.
He has not yet taken over as the head of the Chongming Sect. In terms of status, he is really not as good as the leader of the Xiantian Sect.
However, since this was his first battle on the path to immortality, what those elders said made some sense. But now, he has fought five games in a row and won all five games. In terms of strength, he is no longer under the nine major forces!
In the Demon Sect, the weak is respected and the strong is respected!
Could it be that they took action because of Ji Luwei?
Thinking like this, Zhan Wuji immediately said: "We can choose a remote place to fight them."
"Winning or losing, as long as it is not permitted by the Holy Religion, I will not tell anyone."
"I won't leak a single word."
After hearing this, He Qizao shook his head without changing his expression: "We are destined to have a holy sect."
"Holy Son of War, although you have some qualifications in cultivation, you are born an inferior person.
"Everyone has their own way of heaven!"
"The Holy Son of War, as a mortal, challenged the leader of our Holy Religion. Such crazy behavior goes against common sense."
"At this point, you are still stubborn. It is obvious that your inferior bloodline is not suitable for your current strength. If you do this, it will only bring you endless disasters, and you don't even know it!"
"Originally, we didn't want to do anything to you because you are the Holy Son of the Chongming Sect."
"However, you have repeatedly violated my teachings. This is an act against heaven. You must pay the price for what you have done!"
As he said this, Huo Qizao made a simple and weird handprint.
A huge magic circle suddenly appeared and enveloped the entire void.
Behind him, there is a three-legged tripod with many figures carved on it and a dazzling array of precious stones.
At this time, it was suspended in mid-air, blooming with endless light, and vast power surged in, covering all directions. Fu Wenming's figure was looming, like a giant heart that complemented the formation, suppressing this area.
In an instant, Zhan Wuji felt a slight movement in the laws of heaven and earth in this area.
At this moment, Huo Qizao glanced at Zhan Wuji and gave the order in a calm tone: "Kill!"
The next moment, several Xiantian Cult guardians behind him simultaneously displayed the same magical powers, and dense magical powers emerged, pouring towards the bloody chariot like a torrential rain.
The black and gray wind roared in the void, and thousands of ghosts roared and danced in the void, leaving behind pieces of afterimages in the void.
Bone arrows and blood guns filled the air with a strong fishy smell!
Zhan Wuji frowned, what's going on?
Although in the past, among the five major forces, a Supreme Elder of Hedao level came to him early and challenged him, but he fought alone and in an upright manner!
But now, they are surrounded.
Rather than being against him, it’s better to be against him!
"Reverse!" A thought flashed through his mind, and Zhan Wuji couldn't think more about it, his voice was cold and majestic.
As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding laws changed, and the spells that attacked the sedan stopped abruptly and returned the same way.
But at this moment, those blurry figures turned into a man wearing a white robe and a high crown.
His face was majestic and handsome, his eyes were closed tightly, his long eyelashes were drooping, and his black eyebrows were like newly researched ink. On his forehead, there was a red gold symbol, like a blazing sacrificial flame. It's like a bright and strange flame.
On his head, he wears a golden crown, which is studded with bright jewels and shines brightly. He wears a white gown, except for the collar and sleeves, which are embroidered with exquisite patterns with golden silk thread. He stands There, it looked majestic.
The entire formation suddenly became blurry, and runes streaked through the air.
The formation was like a scorching sun, filled with burning fighting spirit.
The power of reversal was suddenly blocked by a huge resistance, making his power of reversal extremely difficult.
In an instant, all the power of the rules was drained away, and countless attack methods continued to bombard the bloody sedan!
Zhan Wuji looked as usual, this formation using giant cauldron to suppress it was quite interesting!
He immediately took a look at the three-legged golden tripod. If he guessed correctly, it was from the Xiantian Sect!
Although his previous attack was just a test, it is impossible for ordinary magic weapons to have such power!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
The next moment, Zhan Wuji turned his hand into a sword and struck out with one strike.
A red sword light condensed into a thin line flew out from the blood sedan. It flew out from the gap in the bead curtain with incomparable precision. It did not harm the blood sedan at all, but the sword light that flew out, But it was almost reaching its extreme, causing howling winds and stormy waves.
Along with a shrill scream, bone arrows and spears fell like raindrops, colliding with the sword light.
All spells turned into dust at this moment!
Bang bang bang...
