In the midst of the lightning and flint, Zhan Wuji's aura surged. Compared with the World Tree, he was like a bug, suddenly becoming taller, like the spokesperson of heaven and earth.
High in the sky, calamity clouds gathered, becoming as vast as the sea in the blink of an eye.
Purple and green lights flashed, and a majestic, awe-inspiring, and blazing power of heaven filled the air.
"boom!"
The thunder roared like hell.
It is [all things in the world, but I am the only one! 】
An incomparably huge force of thunder suddenly descended.
boom!
There was a deafening bang, and lightning struck Zhan Wuji's body like a sharp sword. The moment it touched his body, the lightning turned into tiny lightning bolts, like hair. , quickly sank into his body.
Zhan Wuji's aura suddenly changed, and he 'returned' one hundred and one times, born from nothingness and turned into substance!
Click, click, click!
A harsh sound sounded. Because he violated the laws of heaven, many of the shackles of order on Zhan Wuji melted and disintegrated on their own at this moment...
In the sky, purple light and green light intertwined.
More and more lightning disasters are falling from the sky, like a vast ocean, endless.
Cracks appeared one after another in the air, and the black chaotic storm became stronger and stronger.
This light lasted much longer than before.
In the pitch black, nine white pillars stretching from the sky to the earth hang down from the nine pillars, like thick rattans, wrapped around a blood-red coffin, floating in the void, rising and falling in the endless thunder and lightning. .
When Zhan Wuji reacted, he saw him standing between the nine pillars, and the monstrous calamity was like a huge wave, pouring down towards him.
Outside the nine pillars, tall or short figures stood there quietly.
Countless human beings looked at the figures on the nine pillars with tired faces.
Prayer, determination, desire, determination...
Seeing this scene, Zhan Wuji couldn't help but be stunned, and then immediately remembered that not long ago, the "Yanxu" Immortal Lord once told him that he should follow that person's path and face the punishment of heaven. It was him who broke the shackles and broke the cage. , when you can see your true self.
He really saw it, but he caused it himself.
Moreover, instead of embarking on the path of "Yaxu", he embarked on the path of "Li Luo"!
Zhan Wuji didn't give Zhan Wuji time to think about it, as clouds of calamity rolled in the sky, and streaks of purple light poured down.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang...
The aftermath of the battle has not dissipated. There are blood stains everywhere, traces of spells everywhere, and mutilated corpses everywhere.
Their bodies are green and black, and their bodies are covered with tumors. They look like a clan of toads.
"Gu Miao" was wearing a green robe, straw sandals, messy hair, and carrying a long sword on his back. There was a faint light flickering in the scabbard. The originally lifeless and lifeless flying sword now became brighter. Full of vitality, like being reborn.
He stood alone in the blood. In front of him, there was a brand new tomb. The soil of the tomb had not dried up. In front of the tombstone, there was a huge stone tablet, as smooth as a mirror, without any writing.
"Gu Miao" looked gloomy, and suddenly drew out his natal flying sword. Most of the cracks on it had healed, and the blade was smooth. There were tiny cracks from time to time, like water waves. It shattered with the fluctuations of the water waves, and then turned back into pieces. A sharp feeling.
The sword light shot out, and stone chips flew everywhere.
A few moments later, there was a line of beautiful words written on the huge stone tablet: Beloved wife, the tomb of the Clam Immortal.
"I stood alone and cried."
After writing this sentence, "Gu Miao"'s knees softened and he knelt on the ground with a plop, looking grief-stricken!
At the same time, a vague and lofty meaning surged out from the new tomb, like the Milky Way pouring back, pouring all into "Gu Miao"!
"Gu Miao"'s robes made a hunting sound, and his natal flying sword buzzed in the clouds, making a continuous sword cry, and a dazzling light suddenly erupted!
In just one breath, the cracks on this natal flying sword were completely healed and became extremely smooth, as if it had just been reforged. A vast sword energy surged from its body. And out, a cold, powerful, and vast aura came out. This aura that belonged to the word "immortal" gradually dissipated.
It turned into a fairy sword!
On Wangzhi Peak, a white-haired old man was holding a whisk, and a group of human Mahayana, all with happy smiles on their faces.
"Gu Miao" slowly turned around, with his robes billowing, his figure was tall and tall, his aura was like an abyss and the sea, and he was like a famous sword that stood tall and unbeatable, without any flaws.
Facing the mountain peak, "Gu Miao" nodded gently: "Mission accomplished!"
"Very good!" He nodded with satisfaction. A white-haired old man stood under a huge waterfall and said with a smile: "This time, Gu Miao's Immortal Cleansing Technique went very smoothly!"
"Remember."
"When you 'wash the immortal', you must restrain your hatred for the fallen immortal, so that you can look more like one."
"Only in this way can we fully obtain the fallen immortal's immortal position, cultivation, luck...everything!"
"Gu Miao did a great job!"
"During this period, you should consolidate your cultivation, and I will help you guard it."
"Who else is coming?"
As soon as these words came out, a Mahayana from the human race immediately stood up and bowed, "I'll give it a try!"
He waved the whisk gently and started the second time of 'washing the immortal'.
In chaos.
The nine pillars, like rounds of moonlight from later generations, stood there quietly.
The dense iron chains are like dense grapes, hanging down from the sky, like a long river, stretching between heaven and earth.
The heavily wrapped blood coffin made a gurgling sound like a breath, like a flood, covering the sky and the sun.
"boom!"
The two colors of purple and green light overlapped together, and the thunder became smaller and smaller. In the end, the dark clouds also quickly disappeared.
"Ding! This time, I succeeded."
"Ding! Advanced route three: [Tiandao Authentic Sect], the completion status is unknown.
"Ding! After this practice, please enable the host to activate wisdom cultivation. One-click operation, so that you no longer have any worries! I would like to know your practice experience. If you like it, please give it five stars."
A series of sounds sounded, and Zhan Wuji regained control of himself.
At this moment, his aura reached its peak, like the most perfect creature in the world. Every move contained endless energy, as if he could move mountains and fill seas, reach for the stars and the moon, call for wind and rain, and turn the world upside down!
He looked around, then around, then at the tall white pillar, and after waiting for a while, nothing happened. Zhan Wuji breathed a sigh of relief.
