The person on the left has a curvy figure, a temperament as deep as the sea, and a head of black hair blooming like pearls and sandalwood. He is strange and powerful, silent and solemn.
The figure on the right is made entirely of darkness. It looks like a human being, but its aura is extremely powerful. It seems to be the collection of all disasters in the world.
He just sat there quietly without saying a word, but a breath of disaster, destruction, doom, despair, and ominousness was already coming to him!
Two major restrictions appeared at the same time!
A terrifying and cold aura, with the appearance of that taboo, immediately enveloped everyone except Wushi Villa.
The sound of the word "die" carries a sense of majesty and majesty: "No one is allowed to disturb my practice!"
His voice, at this moment, resounded throughout the world.
In an instant, all the disciples, deacons, and even some elders with lower cultivation levels of Wushi Villa turned pale, like fallen leaves in autumn. Their vitality quickly dissipated and they would wither in the blink of an eye, as if they would turn into ashes at any time.
Seeing that most of the disciples, deacons, and elders of Wushi Villa were about to die, an otherworldly aura suddenly rose from them. In an instant, all the disciples of Wushi Villa recovered from the shock.
"The Lower Realm Villa does not accept low-level immortals." A plain and cold voice came from the deepest part of Wushi Villa.
"Everyone, leave quickly. You can still retain some sanity in this illusory realm!"
As soon as these words came out, the sky suddenly turned dark.
An extremely huge hand, like a continent, appeared out of thin air, and the lines on it could be clearly seen. Every palm print, every palm print, contains countless mysterious symbols, intertwined together, an indescribable pressure and terrifying momentum surge out, roaring towards the two major restrictions of the Eight Patriarchs and Yousuzhong go.
A huge palm pressed down, and the wind and clouds surged. In an instant, the sky was violent and unpredictable, and a feeling of extreme danger spread in this space.
Vaguely, it seemed as if the sky was collapsing and the land was collapsing, and an unprecedented catastrophe was coming.
The snow was falling heavily, the cold wind was biting, and thick black shadows surged in like a tide, shrouding everyone in it.
On the throne, "Misfortune"'s voice was as indifferent as ever, with a sense of majesty: "He is no match for me on the road to fighting Wuji Immortal."
"Stop him!"
"I'll block everything."
"This is the final moment of the Immortal Road, no one is allowed to disturb it!"
The word "death" nodded on the throne next to him. In an instant, the white mist rolled like a tide. Scarlet eyes opened from the mist, and countless undead souls wrapped in a thick dark aura emerged from it. Walked out.
They are male and female, old and young, with different races and different appearances, but one thing they have in common is that their blood-red eyes contain endless hatred and murderous intent for living people. Almost becoming physical.
Like the two taboos, they were suspended in mid-air, their scarlet eyes looked up at the sky, and they rushed forward without hesitation.
"Hoo, ho, ho."
The air is filled with gloomy air, bitingly cold, and a gray blizzard is coming, overwhelming, overwhelming, overwhelming.
"boom!"
The undead army intersected with the huge palm and made a deafening roar, which seemed to make the heaven and earth tremble.
The huge power caused the wind and clouds to surge between the heaven and the earth. Cracks appeared between the heaven and the earth. Dark space cracks poured out from the cracks. Everything was torn apart wherever they passed, as if the world was destroyed.
In an instant, the huge palm disappeared, and those blood-red eyes also disappeared, as if they disappeared out of thin air.
The next moment, a rainbow rose from the deepest part of Wushi Villa, like a floating bridge, spanning the sky with great momentum.
Hundreds of colorful phoenixes soared into the sky, each one colorful and extremely gorgeous. They were in pairs, hovering above the rainbow, flapping their wings to expel all the evil forces.
Behind the phoenix, there were streaks of colorful light. These lights were like clouds. In the mist, there seemed to be thousands of spiritual birds dancing in the air, making bursts of sweet sounds, like fairy music.
As the birds chirped, colorful flowers suddenly appeared in the sky, each one full of the breath of life, sometimes blooming, sometimes withering, overwhelming, making people feel relaxed and happy.
Hundreds of birds sang together, flowers bloomed, and a nine-headed ferocious golden dragon was tied to the head of a dragon, pulling a white chariot and falling from the sky.
This chariot seems to be carved from a single piece of perfect white jade. Colorful bead curtains hang down from all directions. Through the gap, you can see a man sitting in it.
He was dressed in rich clothes, his posture was upright, and there was a layer of light mist surrounding his body, as if the gods from the nine heavens had descended to earth. He will fly in the air at any time and return to his fairy palace Qiongdu.
It was "Cuiyu", the ancestor of Wushi Villa.
"Cuiyu" glanced at "Death", then at the ancestors of the eight major sects, and said calmly: "If you don't want to leave, there is no need to come here again!"
After the words fell, he said no more. He waved his sleeves, and suddenly golden brilliance appeared in the void around him. These brilliance crisscrossed each other like a big net, blocking his sight.
Suddenly, "Death" shook the clothes on his body, and the power of death surged out, like a tsunami, trying to swallow up the world.
From the gray breath of death, an angry flame rose. The color of the flame was gray, cold and deep. It seemed that the entire Pangu world had gathered together. All the people with love and righteousness were attracted by this flame and endured it. I couldn't help but recall the anger and hatred I had felt throughout my life.
The flames of resentment boiled and instantly turned into a huge gray-white mouth, engulfing the "Cuiyu" ancestor.
"There needs to be water." "Cuiyu" suddenly spoke in the white chariot.
"boom!"
In an instant, the sound of violent waves came from the void.
Suddenly a huge piece of water appeared in the void, like a vast sea. It was moved here in an instant. The huge waves rolled and rolled, forming a huge pothole. The sound of crashing was endless, like a vast ocean. sea.
Bang bang bang bang, the Ten Thousand-Ren Whale Wave hit the huge gray mouth hard, and the soil splashed by the blue waves instantly extinguished the angry flames.
"Cuiyu" had no expression on his face, without any emotion. He only said: "There must be wind."
As soon as these words were spoken, the wind roared!
Its movement makes people feel excited. In an instant, the mountains and the earth are shattered, the earth is shattered, the earth is shaken, and it seems to tear everything apart!
"There must be thunder." He said calmly.
