The red moon hangs high in the sky, and drizzle is like silk in the mountains and forests.
The corpses strewn all over the mountains and plains added a bit of violence and horror to this already strange and forbidden place.
Xin Zhuo seemed to be moving forward slowly in the drizzle, but the speed was not satisfactory. He could travel three to five miles in the blink of an eye.
Along the way, he met many pursuers, including Qi Ya, a vicious young man in wolf skin, Ke Dun, Chen Changsheng, Deng Shanling, Nie Shenghuan and others.
But he never stopped.
A group of people naturally discovered him, and no one cared about this retrograde guy. The countdown was less than half an hour, and no one was willing to waste time for one person.
At this time, Xin Zhuo finally stopped and looked at a forest in front of him, and then looked in another direction.
In both places, there were frequent screams, angry scoldings and fluctuations in energy, and it was obvious that someone was running for their lives.
…
"Is there still hope? Is there still?"
Nangong Wentian, Ye Liang, Shen Huansha, Gongsun Li and other Xuantian Sword Sect disciples fled like crazy. Only thirteen of them escaped after Bai Zong and Xie Wujiang stopped them.
This was under the premise that Bai Zong felt bored and suddenly went to kill a group of casual cultivators.
At this time, a group of people looked numb, running helplessly and panicking like prey, which almost destroyed their minds.
At this time, Nangong Wentian raised his head and looked south, and at a glance he saw Baihua Fengyun, Zhang Jiuying and more than 20 people.
That group of people were also panicked. They were being chased by the great disciples of the Zhuxian Sect who had the look of an eagle and a wolf.
The two groups of people looked at each other while running, without any words or emotions, only feeling sad in their hearts.
However, at this moment, the pursuers Feilai and Xie Wujiang seemed to have driven the two groups of people together intentionally or unintentionally.
Zhang Jiuying finally gave a wry smile and said: "I'm a step too late. I haven't entered the ninth level of the Lingtai, but I never expected to end up like this!"
Ye Liang kept walking, and his tone was full of endless despair: "I have thought of countless ways to die, but I never thought of such a tortured death..."
He stopped here because he found that the disciples in front of him suddenly stopped moving forward.
Several people looked forward, startled for a moment, and then their hearts began to sink.
There is a person standing three miles ahead, Xin Zhuo!
A dazzling Lingtai Nine Levels of Heaven soared into the sky.
Xin Zhuo actually entered the ninth level of Lingtai? !
However, the masters of the Nine Heavens of Lingtai in the forbidden area have long lost their humanity for their own selfishness, survival, and inheritance. No matter what they thought of Xin Zhuo before, there is only horror and fear at this moment.
Even Nangong Wentian, Gongsun Li and Su Liuli looked at each other in silence. After Bai Zong's incident, they were no longer sure about human nature. Even if they all come from the same school, this has nothing to do with trust or distrust.
Xie Wujiang and Feilai also stopped, the ferocious expressions on their faces turned into confusion, and then they looked at each other, with a hint of a sinister smile on their lips.
It was quiet in the dense forest.
Xin Zhuo suddenly stepped forward slowly, raised his hand and made a gesture.
Nangong Wentian, Ye Liang, Zhang Jiuying and Baihua Fengyun understood this gesture, and felt happy in their hearts. They had an extreme desire to survive and jumped over Xin Zhuo one after another and ran straight into the distance.
"Xin Zhuo, I never thought that you would reach the highest level of entry here, so good!"
The murderous look on Xie Wujiang's face was intense to the extreme, and he said condescendingly: "If you don't understand the mystery here, no matter how heroic you are, I have already wanted to kill you!"
With a wave of his hand, a purple flowing light sword jumped into the palm of his hand, and the momentum of Lingtai Nine Heavens rose to the extreme.
Feilai was not good at words. In the sword cage on his back, the nine swords unsheathed themselves, shining with faint light, circling around him.
With an expressionless face, Xin Zhuo waved his hand and used the electric light to light a piece of hay that was as long as a chopstick. The hay burned slowly and a wisp of green smoke floated up.
In the distance, Nangong Wentian and Zhang Jiuying looked back, confused.
Feilai and Xie Wujiang were also a little confused.
What's the point of his move?
But Xin Zhuo suddenly jumped into the air, and the ripples between his eyebrows were like turbulent waves, which turned into a width of twenty-eight miles. The quaint old well was like a huge thing covering the sky and the sun, covering the entire sky.
"Thirty miles? The illusion of Ji Lingtai's thoughts? You monster!"
Xie Wujiang and his two men finally changed their expressions, and their spiritual platform ideas came out from their eyebrows one after another, transforming into the Nine-mile Immortal Killing Platform and the Nine-mile Haotian Throne!
"boom……"
The old well fell down without any explanation. Not only that, but a ten-mile-sized phantom of a ruler appeared in the well, which was a copy of Ximen Chuiyu's extremely murderous intention from the spiritual platform.
"kill!"
Xie Wujiang and Fei Lai were unable to get off the tiger, so they could only use the extreme killing intention of Lingtai to stop them.
"Boom boom boom..."
As far as the eye can see, mountains and forests far and near are illuminated, mountain peaks collapse, and boulders fly.
Nangong Wentian's group of people, who were already far away from each other, all had pale faces, covered their ears, vomited blood and flew away.
Feilai and Xie Wujiang, who were at the center of the "Lingtai Mind Killing Illusion", collided with Xie Wujiang only three times, and their orifices were bleeding and their faces were hideous.
"Boom boom boom..."
The "Xianzhan Terrace" and "Haotian Throne" are getting lower and lower and more and more blurred under the constant impact of the twenty-eight-mile old well.
More and more blood flowed out of Xie Wujiang's seven orifices, their breath became weaker and weaker, they were dizzy and shaky.
How pitiful! Fighting with the spiritual thoughts of Lingtai realm warriors is the final means of fighting for their lives, because this technique involves the Lingtai, and the Lingtai involves Yuanchen Palace and consciousness. If everything is broken, it will hurt the foundation.
To use this technique in a one-on-one fight is to risk one's life carefully. When one-on-two fights, one uses the spirit platform to fight for one's life. Has this kind of fighting method ever existed in the world?
"Xin Zhuo! You, an acquired bitch, bully others too much!"
Feilai suddenly took away the mental illusion of the spiritual platform, and a white crane shadow appeared behind him, covering the sky and the sun. His body was shrouded in the Zhuxian Jianying, the great mental method of Zhuxian. His whole person was like a thunderbolt, and he went straight towards Xinzhuo. On the way, people and Jiu The swords are combined, the white crane and the Zhuxian Jianying are infinitely blessed, and the sound is like thunder:
"The Killing Immortal White Crane shines brightly on the sun and the moon!"
One person blocks Xin Zhuo's mental illusion of the spiritual platform, and the other person takes the opportunity to attack with magical powers. This is the most correct choice!
Moreover, when Fei Lai made a move, he used the most powerful magical power from two martial arts heydays in order to kill him with one blow. This move had shown great success in the battle with the evil sect ten years ago.
really!
Xin Zhuo had no choice but to put away the illusion of extreme murderous thoughts on the Lingtai. The Tianwu Sword was unsheathed and circled around him, exuding a murderous aura like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
"The acquired bitch, die!"
Xie Wujiang, who was struggling to hold on, finally escaped from the shackles. He also jumped over and was flanked by Feilai. His body was divided into five parts. The secret technique of Haotian Sect's "Five Transformations of Tianyuan" was used in the early ancient times thousands of years ago. Make a splash.
"Whoosh whoosh..."
The whole sky is colorful and the momentum is breathtaking!
In the distance, a group of people in Nangong Wentian watched in horror, their minds swaying like they were hanging in an abyss.
They didn't understand why Xin Zhuo would save them. Seeing that the time was coming, was he really not afraid of death?
But they also know that if Xin Zhuo loses, it will be difficult for them to escape the wrath of Feilai and Xie Wujiang.
Everyone watched intently.
In that terrifying ultimate magical power, Xin Zhuo was like a sea-fixing needle in the wind and waves of the sea, standing still, but his momentum had risen to a level that no one could understand, and he slashed out a sword from the Tianwu Sword in his hand.
The sword light turned into nine dragons, a total of ninety-nine and eighty-one sword lights, covering the sky and the earth, flying endlessly.
Three figures passed by each other in an instant.
The three people's magical powers collided violently, and endless waves swept across all directions, suddenly swinging away, and there was a violent explosion in their ears. Nangong Wentian and the others could not see anything, and only felt their ears buzzing.
After a while, when I looked at the field again, I saw three people in mid-air who had dispersed all their magical powers.
Xin Zhuo's words came from afar: "The mind of the Lingtai has collapsed, and the seventh level of the special move cannot be used."
The words must have fallen to the ground.
Xie Wujiang and Feilai in mid-air were still dumbfounded, and then...
"Bang! Bang!"
The body suddenly exploded like a sword slash, and the clothes, blood, flesh, and bones were scattered all over the sky. Several small intestines were stretched out, and the Tai Chi power and true energy were messy and scattered everywhere.
The scene is very sad!
"call--"
The hay that Xin Zhuo had lit before burned out, and the ashes fell.
Zhang Jiuying, Baihua Fengyun, Nangong Wentian and other dozens of people almost forgot to breathe and their faces turned red.
So what does that piece of hay mean?
When the hay is burned out, kill the two of them!
However, after the hay burned out, no bones were left of the two men who were fierce and unrivaled in the pursuit.
Half a cup of tea time before and after!
Xin Zhuo, with his mortal body, ignores his divine body and bloodline, is he so powerful?
"Little, little junior brother?"
After a while, Nangong Wentian summoned up the courage and asked in a low voice: "What should we do here?"
What should we do?
Xin Zhuo is understanding the methods of the strongest disciples of each sect. Wangyuejing can cultivate the best talents with divine body and blood, and the martial arts and supernatural powers integrated by Wangyuejing can not be afraid of the supernatural phenomena of the divine body. Otherwise, how can he compare to them? This was his absolute confidence. Looking into the distance at this moment, there was another Bai Zong, but there was not enough time, and he said: "Go around and tell other living warriors to come to the saint's monument quickly, and I will send you away!"
After a pause, he continued: "If you meet people like Qiya, Baizong, Deng Shanling, Kedun and Sanyangnu, tell them that killing people is useless. Xin Zhuo is waiting in front of the saint's monument. The mountains and forests here... can only be left behind. One person, me, Xin Zhuo!"
(End of chapter)
