"If you want it, then go ahead. Ten thousand kilometers away from Jianmu City, there is a mountain peak called Zhiyin Mountain."
"If nothing happens, you can wait here."
"I'm going to go there too in a while!"
"Okay!" Hearing this, Zhan Wuji nodded and spoke without any hesitation.
boom!
Imperial City.
The majestic palace was shrouded in a gray sky, like a dark cloud pressing down.
The square is large and empty.
Suddenly, the palace door opened, and a man in black clothes with a sword on his back walked out.
As soon as Zhan Wuji stepped onto the Golden Bridge, "Tai Tu" had already arrived in front of him. He cupped his fists slightly and said softly: "Thank you, Brother Zhan. Do you want to take over my task of building wood?"
"Not bad!" Zhan Wuji nodded without stopping.
"Tai Tu" said: "Then please hurry up and get ready, we can leave immediately."
The two of them walked quickly and soon arrived at the courtyard where the "ink rose" was located.
When "Tai Tu" saw the door, he immediately bowed and said goodbye: "Brother Taoist, please excuse me, I'll leave now."
After saying that, without waiting for Zhan Wuji's reply, he took a step forward and found that he had disappeared.
Zhan Wuji looked at his original location, then opened the door and walked in.
As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, he felt an extremely weak magical aura, which was covered by the formation. Zhan Wuji was startled, and with a sway, he entered the flower hall through the courtyard door!
In the flower hall, it was originally decorated very simply, but now, everything was smashed to pieces and scattered all over the floor.
There were scorch marks everywhere on Yunzhuan's walls, floor, and ceiling.
Spells, magical powers, talismans, curses, sword marks, ground thorns... are everywhere.
"Yili"'s white hair is flying, her eyes are like knives, and a stream of cyan air rises from her back, carrying the momentum of destroying all things. This is the "fire" of the "original" way!
She looked at the two women in front of her with cold eyes and said in a cold voice: "Low-level immortals, don't seek death, and don't be ignorant of good and evil!"
"Kong Meng" Jin Luo Piao Piao, his eyes full of anger, his whole body aura surging, and he was in a state of complete satisfaction, rolling around. Beside her, "Mo Gui"'s long black dress was billowing like a stormy sea, and her momentum was unabashedly released. She looked flawless, but it was also a lightning disaster!
"Kongmeng" looked at "Yili" with cold eyes, and said coldly: "Don't attack my people because of your madness!"
"Mo Gui" also said: "Yes! Zhan Wuji and Su Zhentian have been destined for a long time. Why do you want it?"
Bang bang bang...
As the three of them spoke, they started moving at the same time. For a moment, rivers crisscrossed, flowers flew, and flames surged, destroying everything.
It was changed to a flying sword, with a cold light flashing. There are also sharp blades all over the sky, pouring down...
The clothes of "Kong Meng" and "Mo Gui" were immediately burned by the flames and became tattered, revealing a piece of crystal skin.
The deep clothes on "Yili" were also riddled with holes by the dense sword energy, and instantly turned into a large green net.
Zhan Wuji was startled by this sudden turn of events, and instinctively wanted to stop him, but he immediately came to his senses and quickly calmed down his momentum.
At this moment, "Yili" suddenly moved, and in the green mist, the "origin" and "fire" surged out. Immediately, it rushed out like a torrent, roaring towards "Kong Meng".
"Kong Meng" and "Mo Gui" had burning eyes, each casting spells, exuding an ancient aura.
Thousands of flowers surged out, and the sound of rushing water flowed in the air, like a ribbon or a big net, covering the two of them.
Seeing that the flames, rain of flowers, and streams were about to collide together, Zhan Wuji nodded gently.
"Yili" and "Kong Meng" are now in the Mahayana period of eighty-one kalpas, and they are countless times stronger than before!
What's more, I don't know how senior "Kongmeng" transformed "existence out of nothing" and "origin" into "ink rose". He actually turned his own cultivation base into the same one as himself. look.
These two old guys have just survived the 81st level of thunder tribulation, and now they are in urgent need of a well-matched opponent to consolidate their own realm.
All he had to do was watch from the sidelines to avoid hitting too hard.
Thinking of this, Zhan Wuji changed his mind, and a ray of condensed sword energy quietly merged into the rolling flames waved by "Yili".
boom!
The flames were like turbulent waves, violently colliding with the river with petals. The roaring sound was like a tidal wave, and the surroundings were shaking. Countless protective talismans flickered on and off, the rain of flowers faded, the river dried up, and the sea of fire spewed out, like a volcano erupting, endless Flames spurted out and filled the room.
The flames were like two sharp blades, intertwining on the robes of "Kong Meng" and "Mo Gui".
The speed was so fast that "Kong Meng" and "Mo Gui" didn't even have time to react. The gorgeous clothes were engulfed in the fire, and among the broken clothes, there was a dreamlike spring scenery.
Zhan Wuji's originally serious face couldn't help but smile after seeing this scene.
At the same moment, "Kong Meng" was shocked. The power of "Yili"'s move was so powerful that even she and "Mo Gui" couldn't stop it!
As her thoughts swirled, she quickly calmed down.
That crazy guy "Yili" has reached the ninety-nine and eighty-first level, and there is no room for him to be distracted!
Therefore, "Kongmeng" snorted coldly, pushed his white palm forward, and a huge handprint slowly rose up behind it, carrying a fierce wind, and suppressed it fiercely.
"Mo Gui", with his black hair flying, struck out with one finger, and a sharp energy reverberated in the room.
"Inferior Immortal!" "Yili" saw that both "Kong Meng" and "Mo Gui" had suffered a big loss, with a look of disdain on his face, his red lips slightly opened, and he said coldly.
As he spoke, black steel shields appeared out of thin air, densely packed like city walls, blocking all Su Zhentian's attacks.
Seeing this scene, Zhan Wuji's heart moved.
boom!
"Kong Meng" handprint and "Mo Rose" pointed out, as fast as thunder, instantly piercing through all the shields, directly pointing to the weakness of "Yili"!
However, after passing through all the shields, the power seemed to have weakened a lot, and the remaining power quietly passed through "Yili"'s chest.
The heavy clothes fell to the ground, like butterfly wings, lighting up the whole room.
Zhan Wuji watched this scene intently, with a satisfied smile on his face.
"Kong Meng" saw this and sneered: "Is this your strength?"
"Mo Gui" also chuckled: "Is your strength nothing more than this?"
"Yili" heard this, his face darkened, and he said coldly: "Two low-level immortals are looking for death, then let me solve it!"
As she spoke, she stretched out five fingers in the shape of claws.
