Chapter 1104 Escape

Style: Fantasy Author: WusmanWords: 2148Update Time: 24/01/11 06:15:51
"The position of the Demon Emperor should have fallen into Yao Qingying's hands, but now, it has fallen into your hands!"

"But only the demon clan can become the Qing Yao Emperor."

"Now that you have become the emperor, you should abandon your human body and become a monster!"

After saying that, she rose into the air, flapped her wings, and light blue wind blades shot out from her body!

boom!

Zhan Wuji was instantly slashed by countless wind blades, and blood bloomed on his chest. A powerful force hit him, and his body fell from the big tree, falling straight towards Yu Yuan. .

"Ding Dang! Due to the external attack, this training has been completed. Thank you for choosing the wisdom cultivation system. As long as you press the button, you don't have to worry about your ascension! I hope you have what you think about your cultivation. If you like If so, I can give it a five-star rating.”

Zhan Wuji immediately regained control of his body. Before he could curse his ancestors, he immediately stopped falling. The wounds on his body also healed at the same speed and returned to their original state.

At this moment, a white ape with red eyes, holding a branch, passed by Zhan Wuji, and struck Zhan Wuji's head with its sharp claws!

At the same time, the eyes of an ancient body flickered, and a poisonous miasma force spurted out from his body, piercing the space and shrouding Zhan Wuji.

The muscles of the other big demon's body were tense, and the horn on its back was like a spear, stabbing towards Zhan Wuji's chest!

The other one's tail turned into a whip and was swung down from a distance!

One after another magical power, one after another magical power, one after another law, one after another magical power, one after another immortal technique, all smashed towards Zhan Wuji.

In all directions, there are overwhelming offensives everywhere, making it impossible for people to avoid and escape!

There was a harsh sound in the air, as if Zhan Wuji would be wiped out in a second.

But at this moment, he waved his hand gently, and in an instant, the space seemed to be frozen. All attacks, all ancient objects, all towering trees, and all thunder were frozen!

For an instant, the world seemed to have turned into a still picture.

Zhan Wuji's palm slowly retracted, exactly the same as his previous palm.

Every attack was retreating steadily.

With the complete contraction of his arms, all offensive attacks were retracted to their original shape.

There was silence between heaven and earth, thunder sounded again, and one after another heavenly catastrophe came.

All attacks disappeared without a trace, as if nothing had happened.

The white giant ape and others holding the branch roared angrily and attacked Zhan Wuji.

But in the next moment, these chaotic bodies paused at the same time, their eyes showing confusion, as if they had forgotten what they were going to do.

Just when he was stunned, Zhan Wuji's body suddenly disappeared from his sight.

After the chaotic body realized that it had left Yu Yuan, it immediately used its powerful spiritual consciousness to sweep across the entire green mountain.

However, he soon realized that there was no trace of Zhan Wuji on Qingyao Peak, and he had escaped again!

The demon emperor's face was expressionless, but his heart was extremely solemn. It had only been a few months since he had seen him, and this junior human had already grown to such an extent!

"Sir, I am born human, I will not become a monster."

"But don't worry, I will try my best to protect you as long as I can."

"Besides, as I just said, the agreement regarding the Fusheng chessboard still counts!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was rolling thunder in the void, rumbling down from the sky.

The dazzling light illuminated the dim ruins, and Xunmu's huge body appeared on an empty picture scroll like an ancient picture scroll.

The coffins hit each other hard, making a dull sound like a heavy rainstorm. Under the vast power of heaven, it was like the sky of heaven and earth was shaking constantly.

boom!

You Zhang's tomb.

The white mist was as thick as a vast ocean.

A door with endless chill opened, and a man wearing a black robe and holding a long sword walked out of the door.

This person is clearly Zhan Wuji.

Compared to fleeing in embarrassment under the Demon Emperor before, this time out of Qingyao Mountain, it can be said to be smooth sailing.

A large part of the reason for this is that everything before was calculated by the system, so he was unprepared.

When he realized this, thunder and lightning had fallen.

It has to deal with the catastrophe, and it also has to deal with itself, so it is naturally unable to do anything at the same time.

But no matter what, he already had enough time to prepare for the upcoming Dao Tribulation.

"You must cut off all your own karma to survive this sixty-fifth tribulation."

"Now, I have a rough understanding of the grievances between Jiuyi Mountain and me."

"The next step is the retribution of Chongming Sect."

"If I can bring the art of combining the three great avenues and what I have learned throughout my life here, then this cause and effect can be wiped out."

Thinking of this, Zhan Wuji felt something was wrong.

Just now, he heard the news of [Carefree].

This means that there is no cause and effect on him!

However, the grudge between him and Ming Zong has never been repaid.

As soon as he thought about it, Zhan Wuji felt a pair of eyes with a bit of withering and a bit of annihilation, suddenly staring at him firmly.

But the word "death"!

Zhan Wuji did not hesitate and stepped on a dark throne. The throne was pitch black and covered with dense red runes. A powerful curse spread from the black throne.

And the moment he just ascended the throne, an identical throne appeared out of thin air, and a graceful figure sat on it. Her face was completely shrouded in darkness, and her whole body was filled with a sense of withering and... The smell of cold, cold, death.

Zhan Wuji immediately spoke and said, "I wonder what your instructions are, senior?"

The voice of "Death" was gloomy and majestic: "The Tomb of the Netherworld is the burial place of the dead."

"Any living person who comes here must follow the rules here."

Hearing this, Zhan Wuji's thoughts changed and he saw Qiao Ci sitting cross-legged in a gloomy forest, concentrating on practicing. Beside her, there was a woman wearing a gorgeous robe, who was clearly a senior brother. Senior sister, it seems like she is protecting her senior brothers.

At the same time, in the Li's tavern that was swallowed by Yousu's tomb, in a training room surrounded by countless yin plants, a blood-like red robe floated in front of him, and a statue was sealed and compressed into A ball of chaos, he closed his eyes tightly, his hair and clothes danced without the wind, but he was still concentrating on practicing.