The next second, dark red runes emerged from his body, each one emitting a strange light.
As soon as these runes emerged, they instantly condensed behind Jian Wushuang like ocean waves.
Not long after, a thick black color appeared behind Zhan Wuji, like an entity.
A slender hand stretched out from the darkness, and then, a graceful figure slowly stepped out. Her eyes were slightly closed, showing no emotion.
The remaining black energy instantly condensed into a simple black robe and was draped around her shoulders.
This woman is clearly Mo Lilan!
Zhan Wuji's heart moved, and Mo Lilan immediately raised his slender fingers and made fingerprints one after another.
This is the 'Summoning Immortal Technique'!
This is when he was discussing with the owner of Wushi Villa, he obtained a magical power from the will of an immortal, which could make this immortal wake up from the eternal night dream!
Soon, Mo Lilan's aura suddenly changed, becoming quiet and elegant, elegant and refined, like a girl being cared for in a boudoir, and her cultivation and cultivation also disappeared without a trace at this moment. No trace.
When Zhan Wuji saw this, he immediately felt something was wrong, because this power was not the power of a true immortal!
Immediately, Mo Lilan opened her eyes, stared at Zhan Wuji with a pair of clear and bright eyes, and called softly: "Ji Wu..."
boom!
In the village.
In a simple but spotless house.
From the outside, the houses in the village are very small.
But the space inside is quite spacious.
Except for the windows and windows, which are all built in higher places, they are different from ordinary houses and the furnishings inside are also very simple.
A wooden bed, a small table, a few straw mats, a ceramic candlestick, and nothing else.
"Kong Meng" sat on the cloud bed, and the gorgeous clothes on the bed seemed to appear out of thin air in the clouds. They were paired with pearl hairpins and jade pendants, shining brightly and lighting up the whole room.
At this time, her eyes were slightly closed and her breathing was rapid, as if she was listening to something.
At this moment, a black beam of light whizzed past "Kong Meng"'s ear, and a few strands of hair fell down.
"Kong Meng" immediately opened his eyes, his whole person's aura dropped sharply, but he had already left the realm of "return".
She turned around and saw that Yin Jiang had arrived in her bedroom at some point, sitting cross-legged. The moonlight shone in through the window, casting a sheet of frost in the room, like a sharp knife.
Yin Jiang's face was hidden in the shadows, making it impossible to see her expression. She lowered her head, and her eyes shot out like sharp arrows, staring at "Kong Meng" without blinking.
Before "Kongmeng" could speak, Yinjiang warned in a cold and stern voice: "Stop communicating with the outside world, otherwise the location of our village will be leaked!"
"Kongmeng" was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "Where are the humans from the eighty-one kalpas?"
"No one can!"
"Perhaps, your words did not reach the other party's ears."
"What you hear is not necessarily that person!"
As she spoke, the look on her face became a little strange, "Where did you come from, and you don't understand such a simple thing?"
When "Kong Meng" heard this, her expression changed, and she immediately understood the meaning of Yin Jiang's words - there was something that could isolate her from Zhan Wuji's space communication!
After thinking about this, she added: "My three friends are also in contact with the outside world."
Yin Jiang said calmly: "Someone is blocking them."
"From now on, no one, including your closest friends and closest people, are allowed to respond!"
"Fortunately, we were aware of it early. The village is protected by a special formation, so it is not easily seen."
"However, if you could say a few more words, that would be another matter."
"As long as our whereabouts are discovered, we must be ready to fight!"
"Kong Meng" also realized the seriousness of the situation and immediately nodded: "I'm sorry, I understand."
"From now on, I won't communicate with anyone else!"
Yinjiang nodded slightly and said nothing. He flashed his figure as if he had never been there before.
The prehistoric moonlight is no longer obscured, pouring into the house boldly, sprinkling clear frost on the ground, cold and lonely, "Kong Meng" looks up at the sky, the moonlight is shining, and the crescent moon is slender, like a hook just thrown by a fisherman.
Inside the residence of the Longbo tribe.
A huge tent, supported by huge wooden pillars and pillars.
Under the tent, on a slightly rough stone chair, one of King Long Bo's arms had been cut off, and he was kneeling on the ground respectfully, with one hand on his knee.
On the other side of him, sitting on a simple throne carved from a stone mountain, was a burly Long Bo countryman.
Long Bo War King is as tall as a mountain, but compared to the Long Bo clan, he is like a child who has not grown up yet and looks extremely weak.
His tall body was surrounded by a blood-red mist. The mist was composed of centipede-like insects. The densely packed joints and densely packed eyes were following the movements of the Long Bo clan, vibrating rapidly. , as if the sound of countless venomous snakes crawling came to his ears densely.
Depravity, chaos, tyranny...
King Longbo lowered his head and glanced at the fire in front of him. The fire was actually a mountainous area that the Longbo people had moved here. The vegetation in this mountainous area was lush, and there were all kinds of rare and exotic animals, exotic flowers, and grasses growing there. Many lakes and waterfalls were burned by a red spiritual fire at this moment, turning into fuel for the flames.
In front of him was an ancient immortal from the Long Bo clan.
The King of War has just completed his cultivation. Although he has the "origin", he cannot hold on for long when facing an opponent in a "chaos state".
Before, under the waterfall and surrounded by mountains, he was lucky enough to meet an ancient immortal from the Longbo tribe.
He rushed over immediately because he wanted to avoid those strong men from the 81st level human race.
This game of chess is really extremely dangerous. He has only heard of the level ninety-nine and eighty-one levels!
The other alien races and demon races involved are simply unable to resist!
In the beginning, the reason why he survived was not because he was stronger than Zhenghe "Death", but because he was the lowest ranked among the three!
But Zhan Wuji in this game of chess is an even more terrifying piece!
Under the joint attack of the three immortals, he actually rushed out!
With his cultivation in the Mahayana stage, he couldn't clearly see the power of the sword just now.
If he hadn't seen a sudden wound on the three immortals, he would have even thought that Zhan Wuji didn't draw his sword at all!
All of this is thanks to peerless figures like Zhan Wuji.
If other Mahayana monks had used this as a guide, this game would have been over long ago.
Every follower was wiped out by this power the first time they came into contact with this world!
