When Zhao Wujiang stepped into the twenty-fourth lotus petal of Daolian's secret realm.
3.1415926 seconds.
He felt a tremor in his soul, as if something extremely important to him was about to happen.
The stinging pain in his soul indicated that this matter could very well pose a threat to his life.
He just thought for a moment, wondering what this sudden intuition was about.
Under the sky, a dark gray beam of light suddenly flashed across.
The beam of light swept in front of him in the blink of an eye, blocking his path.
The spiritual energy and demonic energy in Zhao Wujiang's body surged for a moment, and he automatically gave an early warning.
The person blocking his path in front of him was a young man with an ordinary appearance and a kind-hearted look. He was wearing a gray robe and had a slight smile on his face.
"Who is your Excellency?" His hands in his sleeves and robes were already drawing talismans, and wind and thunder were entangled in his hands.
Li Chunjun's long black sword was unsheathed and he stood beside Zhao Wujiang, looking at the blocker with solemn eyebrows.
Xuanyuan Jing's folding fan has been unfolded, and the blocker is flying from the sky. The momentum is far stronger than anyone she has seen in Daolian's secret realm.
Two figures gradually emerged behind Li Changsheng. It was Li Changsheng and Li Changming who had arrived. He said politely:
"I am Li Changsheng, from the Li family in China."
A purple vertical mark appeared between Zhao Wujiang's eyebrows, and purple light filled his deep eyes. He sent a message to Xuanyuan Jing and others, asking them to wait and pay attention to his signal and run away. The three people in front of him were invincible.
Especially the man who called himself Li Changsheng gave him a strong sense of oppression, and his cultivation level was at least three calamities above that of the Venerable.
Zhao Wujiang has the confidence to contend with the Master of One Calamity and Two Calamities.
Once he reaches the third calamity, with his current cultivation level, he may be able to fight one or two without sparing any effort.
But once it exceeds three tribulations, he can't compete at all.
He has a clear understanding of his own strength and will never do anything to make someone look fat.
What's more, there were two men in green clothes with evil faces beside Li Changsheng. Their cultivation had also surpassed the realm of transformation into gods. The symbol of the realm of the venerable, the fierce pressure of the fire of the soul was coming towards them.
"You're a little nervous." Li Changsheng looked at Zhao Wuxuan. He was a little curious as to why his ancestor asked him to personally capture such a monk who was not overbearing. What was so special about it.
At least for now, he doesn't see anything special. He just thinks it's disgusting to kill so many people in the Li family.
He smiled gently:
"It seems that you know what mistake you have made, but don't be afraid. As long as you kneel down and beg for mercy and admit your mistake, I, Li Changsheng, promise not to take your life."
"Let's go." Zhao Wujiang took a deep breath and sent another message to Xuanyuan Jing and others.
The silver-white divine thunder on his left hand is flowing in his sleeve, and the lightning arcs are flashing.
The dark mine in his right hand quickly climbed up his wrist and up his entire arm, and had already climbed to his neck, like an extended spider web, dense, messy and weird.
He controlled the thunder and blessed him.
Although Xuanyuan Jing, Linlang and others were anxious, they were not indecisive people. They knew very well that they had to escape now.
Regardless of whether the three Li family members in front of them are chasing him or not, they can reduce the pressure on Zhao Wujiang.
Otherwise, if one of them makes a mistake and is defeated by the three Li family members, they will be used to threaten Zhao Wujiang.
Several people dispersed with a tacit understanding, fled to the horizon, and each went to find helpers who could rescue the siege.
"I have a sword!" Li Chunjun held the long black sword in his right hand and struck it fiercely. The sword energy was like a wave, and it rushed towards Li Changsheng and the others.
Before escaping, he slashed with a sword.
Li Changshou snorted lightly, and the sword energy quickly dissipated before it even got close.
"It seems that you don't want to adopt my suggestion." Li Changsheng didn't care about the other people who escaped. He slowly stretched out a hand and said in a cold and domineering voice:
"That's it.
Kneel down! "
Zhao Wujiang stretched out his hands from his sleeves, his left hand was silvery white and his right hand was black, and his palms struck Li Changsheng's big hand in an instant.
"boom!"
He groaned, blood surged in his body, and staggered back a few steps.
Li Changsheng was shocked that his palm could be broken open. Zhao Wuyang's strength was pretty good.
