How could he have such terrifying strength?
Even Shenmu, who lost control back then, couldn't take his sword so easily!
At this moment, Ji Lu's eyes were a little charming, his voice was hoarse and a little teasing: "Son of War, if you don't want to, I will have no choice but to use violence!"
After saying that, he punched Zhan Wuji fiercely.
Several other Supreme Elders from the Xiantian Sect also formed seals and attacked Zhan Wuji.
Seeing this, Zhan Wuji didn't care so much anymore. He directly grasped the sword with his right hand and swung his left palm suddenly. Suddenly, streaks of red sword energy roared towards the surroundings like hundreds of rivers.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
The sword energy filled with thousands of thousands of people was extremely sharp, and it penetrated Ji Lu and the others in an instant, but the sword energy was like a mirror, like a flower in the water, and could not touch them at all!
Immediately afterwards, Ji Lu and several Supreme Protectors attacked, enveloping Zhan Wuji.
Boom boom boom boom!
The majestic palm force, like one mountain after another, bombarded Zhan Wuji, causing severe pain all over his body, and his internal organs were trembling. The strong and soft Qi, as if there was life, rushed into his body crazily.
His breathing suddenly stagnated, and then his vision changed again.
A small blue brick building with bright windows and neatly placed desks, it was obviously an academy.
On the stage, a gorgeously dressed and radiant female monk, in front of an empty room, solemnly explained the essence of guns...
Zhan Wuji, on the other hand, quickly walked through the corridor between classrooms, heading towards a beautiful figure at the very back.
The female monk, who was wearing a gorgeous embroidered skirt and was extremely beautiful, let Zhan Wuji get closer to her in a daze.
Zhan Wuji was about to reach out and touch her clothes when her face suddenly changed and turned into that of Himeji.
Zhan Wuji did not hesitate and swung his sword again.
Ji Lu was immediately split into two, but the sword light had enough power to split the illusory world into two.
Like broken mirror fragments, they fell piece by piece and reappeared in front of everyone.
Severe pain hit him instantly. The black clothes on his body were riddled with holes and bruises. Next to him, Ji Luguang, who was wearing white clothes and barefoot, with his big sleeves fluttering, and a group of Supreme Guardians, Another palm shot was taken, and black palm prints quickly condensed, whistling, and crushing towards Zhan Wuji.
Zhan Wuji's voice suddenly became cold and vast: "Ni!"
Following his words, the power of rules spread out like ripples, shaking the entire void.
But the [Original Qi Gathering Cauldron] was suspended in mid-air, and the formation was rotating silently. Ji Lu and the others were not affected at all, either with biting cold or with blazing hot fists, they were instantly blasted on Zhan Wuji. on the body.
boom!
In an instant, Zhan Wuji was hit countless times. He fell from the air and fell heavily to the ground with a loud noise. A huge pit appeared around his body. , cracks appeared, and the cracks spread like spider webs.
With the sound of rushing water, Zhan Wuji stood up from the bottom of the pit. He was covered in blood, with bones exposed in many parts. His whole figure was like a candle in the wind, crumbling.
At this time, Ji Lu stood high in the sky, his beautiful eyes sparkling, he raised his wrist slightly, and pointed a slender finger downward.
Thousands of gloomy winds suddenly appeared out of thin air, like rolling clouds, like the collapse of a long river. In the darkness, endless souls of injustice let out shrill screams, like a raging flood, raging Come.
Figures with white robes and golden rings, their feet on the sky, their hands forming seals, various spells, magical powers, and curses, like hundreds of rivers merging into the sea, swept towards Zhan Wuji.
At the same time, on the chariot, violently flashing lines were ready to go, and black lightning condensed out of the void, piercing the sky, accompanied by rumbling thunder, and blasted towards Zhan Wuji. .
The sky seemed to tilt down, and the attack was like a heavy rain, a massive attack coming from all directions.
Zhan Wuji's eyes suddenly turned cold as he looked at this scene that looked like the end of the world.
The way of the sword and the rules are useless.
What's more, his [Modao Immortal Technique] has not been effective from beginning to end!
Things get even weirder!
Sure enough, the moment Ji Lu appeared, he did not return to the real world, but fell into an illusory world!
As soon as the thought came to his mind, the scene in front of Zhan Wuji changed again.
Suddenly, he came to a dark sky. The sky was blood red and gray. The buildings were arranged in an orderly manner, and the street was a wide street.
Waves of dark wind blew from all directions, with a harsh sound breaking through the air.
Zhan Wuji found that his steps were completely different from usual. His beard was moving in the wind, as if he was much older. His steps were very fast, and soon he came to an open space.
At this time, the open space was densely packed with people. Many of them exuded a pure aura, and at first glance they were direct disciples of famous sects.
Wearing light armor, with long hair flying, and a delicate face, he is clearly Wenren Lingse!
Zhan Wuji quickly approached. As he approached, Wenren Lingse raised his head and his eyes fell on Ji Lu.
Before he could completely transform into Himeji, Zhan Wuji launched an attack, and streaks of red sword energy poured down.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
The sword light surged like a sea of blood, instantly cutting Ji Lu into pieces, and the illusory scene disappeared.
Zhan Wuji returned to the "real world" again. He had many wounds on his body, old and new intertwined. The blood was like a stream, dyeing his clothes red.
The strong wind carrying endless grievances had already arrived in front of him.
Zhan Wuji's expression remained unchanged, his aura suddenly surged, and above his head, three huge gates suddenly appeared!
The first gate is composed of tens of thousands of skulls, which is ferocious and terrifying. The second door is magnificent and magnificent, like a temple. The third gate is densely covered with blood cocoons, which looks very strange.
An inexplicable pressure emanated from the three gates, like mountains, crushing everything.
Waves of cursed power surged out, rapidly corroding the world. Under the influence of this huge force, the laws of heaven and earth have once again undergone a strange change.
Zhan Wuji's extremely weak body soon woke up from his weakness. In his pupils, billions of tiny lines appeared, criss-crossing, and resentment and hostility... poured into his body from all directions.
His momentum, which had already fallen to the lowest point, suddenly rose again.
[Nightmare Magic]!
Afterwards, Zhan Wuji formed a seal with his hands and uttered a cold and mysterious word: "Curse!"
