This sword light was devastating, destroying all the magical powers in an instant, and then continued its attack, heading straight towards the elders of the Xiantian Sect.
At the same time, Zhan Wuji's figure also flew out of the blood sedan, and he immediately put the blood sedan away.
Before the Nine Soul Sword was drawn out, Meng Qi felt a strong killing intent, like layers of blood-colored gauze, wrapping Meng Qi inside. A series of eerie sounds echoed in the blood, making people's hair stand on end.
Zhan Wuji stood in the void and struck hard with his right palm.
Above his head, a huge blood knife condensed in his hand, turning into an unparalleled blood-red land, and fell towards the three-legged round tripod.
I saw that the figures suddenly transformed into a woman wearing a white dress and a golden crown.
This is an extremely beautiful girl. She also has her eyes closed tightly. A pair of curly eyelashes droop down like butterflies. On her forehead, there is a red-gold rune, like a raging ocean. Vast and evil.
Her green hair is like a waterfall, and she wears a red gold crown as bright as a star on her head. Her long white skirt is layered and graceful, like a green peak hovering among the mountains.
At the same time, the formation silently changed. A cold air suddenly descended. All the runes on the formation disappeared. There was nothing around, as if the formation had completely disappeared.
Whoosh!
The next moment, the sword light passed through the giant cauldron without any hindrance, as if piercing the void.
The three-legged round tripod was floating in place, safe and sound, showing no signs of damage.
The sword rays passed by Huo Qizao and the others as if passing through the air, without hurting them at all.
Boom!
A huge bloody sword crashed onto the ground, splitting the mountain in half and collapsing, causing the earth to tremble.
The underground spring water is like a water column, constantly impacting the surrounding rocks and trees, and finally gathers into a stream, rushing down.
Countless birds and beasts let out shrill screams and fled in panic.
The bloody long sword gradually disappeared in the flying sand and rocks, but the sword energy in it remained for a long time, and its power was overwhelming and frightening.
Huo Qizao said calmly: "With this 'Qiankun Killing Formation', Zhan Wuji can't do anything to us."
"Let's finish it quickly."
"Everyone, there is no need to follow any rules when dealing with a human who is born an ant."
"Pull out all his soul and blood and put them into the [Innate Qi Gathering Furnace]."
"Being able to become a slave of my divine religion is a great honor for a humble race like him!"
Before Huo Qizao finished speaking, a powerful man next to him immediately made a spell, and a thick gray mist appeared. In the mist, there were bones and bones, and ghosts and wolves howled.
Another powerful man held a pure golden scepter in his hand. With a slight shake, blood shadows emerged. Without his eyeballs, only a black hole remained. Looking at Zhan Wuji, a strong wave of The killing intent seemed to have turned into a strong killing intent!
At the same time, one of the powerful men stretched out his hand and pointed his fingers. A huge black palm suddenly appeared above Zhan Wuji and slammed down!
At the same time, a powerful forehead shone with gem-like light, corpse arms stretched out from the void, sticky blood and various plagues spread silently, spreading in all directions...
Bone snakes appeared silently next to Zhan Wuji. Their bodies were burning with blazing flames, cold and gloomy, and spurts of black water from their mouths, carrying a strong stench. Before they landed, the nearby mountains and trees It shriveled up quickly, and some creatures that didn't have time to escape died instantly.
Eyes opened in the air, and souls were wearing white robes, their clothes stained red with blood, holding skulls and yelling curses at Zhan Wuji.
One by one, the supreme elders of the Xiantian Sect all took action. Countless spells, countless magical powers, countless curses, countless poisons... fell overwhelmingly on Zhan Wuji.
Without hesitation, Zhan Wuji turned his palm into a sword and swung out his palm shadows in an instant.
A crimson sword light roared out like a stormy wave and cut through the sky.
The power of each sword is surging, roaring in the soil and surging in the ring, like thunder.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh...
The surging sword energy collided with the vast magical power, but they did not collide. It was like the magical power was just a shadow, and the sword energy penetrated everything easily.
Between the lightning and flint, dense spells shrouded Zhan Wuji.
"Reverse!" Zhan Wuji's voice was cold, with a hint of majesty.
All the spells were rewinded immediately following their original trajectory.
In the blink of an eye, the figure on the [Original Gas Furnace] changed from a woman to a man.
At this moment, the endless Yin Qi in the formation suddenly became hot.
Runes appeared in the air one after another, and those attacks no longer retreated, but flew in the direction of Zhan Wuji.
Whoosh!
An extremely sharp red sword light struck out like lightning, shattering all spells.
"Everyone!" Zhan Wuji shouted softly.
In this world, a replica of thousands of ancestral swords suddenly appeared. Each sword shone with bright light and crashed down. The sword's edge brought the [Yuanshi Qi Accumulating Furnace] and a group of innate sect masters. The elders are all wrapped up in it.
Upon seeing this, all the Supreme Elders immediately formed a strange hand seal.
On the cauldron, figures one after another opened their eyes at the same time.
The red-gold light in his eyes shone brightly, like a rising sun, and in the center of the golden color was a black flame, exuding an evil aura!
The formation suddenly changed, and a dark and cold force suddenly emerged in the burning power.
Before they had time to hit the target, the replicas of the ancestral swords seemed to have fallen into a swamp, and were suddenly attacked by a huge force from all directions.
The power of the law was consumed in an instant, and the black flying swords flying in the sky disappeared instantly like burst bubbles.
Facing the power of Zhan Wuji, none of their fifteen Hedao realm masters could gain the upper hand. Hodgson frowned and formed an ancient hand seal with his hands.
Above the [Yuanshi Qi Gathering Furnace], figures rippled like ripples, gradually becoming indistinguishable between men and women.
The man on the left has a handsome and majestic appearance, and seems to be a man. At this time, his lips are tightly closed, and his face is majestic, adding a bit of masculinity unique to men. The one on the right is extremely beautiful, with disheveled hair, a slender neck, and a slightly evil smile at the corners of her mouth.
The formation changed rapidly, the runes flickered brightly and dimly, and the cold and yang energy intertwined and circulated, like a fierce war.
From cold to hot, from clear to dark, from quiet to dark, ever-changing, with murderous intent layer upon layer, ready to explode at any time!
