A flash of red sword light struck the claw with lightning speed.
Clang!
The sound of the collision of gold and iron shook the space. The man was thrown backwards at a faster speed. The white gown made a hunting sound and the golden ring was bright. He was clearly Ji Lu's clone.
The next moment, a petite figure appeared in the sky above Zhan Wuji, and a snow-white palm fiercely grasped her head.
That girl named Yan Minghua?
Zhan Wuji's eyes froze for a moment, but before he could be surprised, he realized that it was another clone of Ji Lu!
He didn't have time to retract the second attack, but directly raised his left arm and punched him.
boom!
The two palms collided heavily together, and a huge force surged out in all directions like a tide, causing ripples in the surrounding void.
Everything on the ground was crushed into powder, leaving behind ripples.
Ji Lu's clone immediately shot out and shot to one side.
At this moment, behind Zhan Wuji, a graceful figure suddenly appeared, like a thin willow, and silently, a hand was placed on Zhan Wuji's back.
boom!
A punch hit Zhan Wuji, shattering all his internal organs.
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Zhan Wuji's mouth, and his whole body fell downwards involuntarily.
But just after he fell more than a hundred meters, he suddenly froze and finally regained his balance. He spat out a large mouthful of blood and looked extremely ugly.
His power can easily resist the true form and clone of Leader Ji!
But even so, when he saw Senior Sister Li, Si Hong and Yan Minghua, he couldn't help but hesitate!
This moment, in the eyes of the late Hedao power, is the difference between life and death!
If it weren't for his strength being far superior to the opponent, he wouldn't be seriously injured now!
"Mian!" Zhan Wuji's light and fluttering voice sounded.
As his words fell, the rules of this space also changed.
Ji Lu and his two clones were about to take action when suddenly, the aura on their bodies could no longer be suppressed. Their eyes closed suddenly, their breathing became slow, and there was deathly silence in their minds.
"Curse!" Zhan Wuji said in a crisp voice.
Ji Lu's real body and clones were immediately corroded, blood mixed with pus, and ferocious faces only the size of fingernails quickly grew from his wounds.
"Break!" Zhan Wuji shouted again.
Three identical blood lines, from his body to the neck of the clone, expanded rapidly as soon as these three red lines emerged. Soon, blood flowed out, dripping with blood, and the skin was torn, and you could even see the white flesh inside. bone.
At this time, beside the [Shiyuan Qi Accumulating Furnace], a group of [Xiantian Sect Supreme Protectors] appeared. Seeing that Zhan Wuji was about to kill Ji Lu, they all became furious!
"You are so brave, Zhan Wuji, you are trying to defy heaven! Damn it! Damn it!"
"Surrender quickly! Otherwise, you will be punished by God!"
"Kill him!" Regnar shouted: "Fuck him!
Before he could finish his words, a series of strange spells were bombarded towards Zhan Wuji's head.
"Everyone!" Zhan Wuji looked calm and said coldly.
In an instant, sword blades were as cold as snow, and ancestral swords appeared in the void in all directions. These ancestral swords, with a shrill sound of breaking through the air, were directed at the various attacks of the Tiansheng Cult. go.
At the same time, he raised the Nine Soul Sword, and above Zhan Wuji's head, a huge piece of red land condensed at an astonishing speed.
With one strike of the sword, it was like the bloody sky was overturned, whimpering and roaring, surging and mighty, as if Ji Lu was about to be swallowed up in an instant.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang...
Powerful power shook the air again and again. Countless magical powers and spells of the Xiantian Sect were destroyed by the sword energy. The men in white were retreating steadily, while the powerful ones were forced by the sharp sword energy.
Before Ji Lu's true body and clone could get rid of the rules and curses, in an instant, their bodies were pierced by thousands of blood-red blades.
The bodies of the three people were immediately torn apart, like pieces of flesh and blood.
However, at this moment...
Ji Lu returned to his original state in an instant, wearing a white gown, like the ice and snow on a snow-capped mountain. The light was pure, making the golden ring between his eyebrows shine brightly, making him holy and majestic. The aura on his body is also rising steadily, and the aura of Zhan Wuji is also constantly approaching.
His eyes were like the clear stream in the spring breeze, with endless charm. Himeji's voice was hoarse, charming and introverted, with a lazy smile in his voice: "I told you, you can't kill me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Lu's real body and his clone made complicated hand seals.
A cold air suddenly broke out!
The entire sky seemed to be trapped in an ice cave, pitch black, overwhelming, cold wind howling, and a strong hatred sweeping in from all directions.
In this darkness, there are many evil curses, hatred, rejection, malice, plunder, threats... These curses filled Zhan Wuji's mind and eroded his body.
It's like the consciousness of this world is opposing, opposing, and cursing all the time.
Zhan Wuji saw that he had completely transformed into Senior Sister Li, Si Hong, and Yan Huaming, but his face was calm.
So that’s it!
This is his heart!
The leader of the Xiantian Sect has set up this illusion from the very beginning, and his real goal is to replace him!
Zhan Wuji didn't know what Ji Lu's real requirements were for performing this move, but the person in front of him was an almost immortal existence, as if he were a demonic barrier.
If he can't let go of Senior Sister Li, Si Hong Qingming, or Yan Huaming, then he can't kill Ji Lu!
The only way is to cut off all ties between himself and Senior Sister Li, Si Hong Qingming and Yan Minghua.
Realizing this, Zhan Wuji's eyes suddenly turned cold.
This leader not only disguised himself as a woman to seduce him, but also repeatedly pretended to be Senior Sister Li, Si Hong, and Yan Minghua. He even used their relationship to create a demon that forced him to cut off his feelings and kill him. Cut off your thoughts of Taoism.
This is unrelenting hatred!
He originally thought that when he fought against the five righteous sects, Xianlu would win. If he could let go of the leader of the Tiansheng Sect, he would be more generous and let him go. But now, Ji Lu must kill him!
Not only Ji Lu, but also the Xiantian Cult monks who came towards him, none of them could escape!
The disgust, rejection, and hatred between heaven and earth were like stormy waves, impacting Zhan Wuji's will again and again. He stood in mid-air, expressionless, and suddenly closed his eyes.
Concentrate all your thoughts into your own sea of consciousness.
The leaves are swaying, and towering trees rise from the ground, blocking out the sky and the sun. Five suns hang high in the sky, shining brightly.
