Everyone was looking at the scene of Nine Dragons flying in the sky, as if they had forgotten where they were. It wasn't until Zhao Yisu suddenly fell that everyone suddenly came back to their senses.
Jiang Yunchen picked up Zhao Yisu as quickly as possible and held her horizontally. Both of them were covered in blood and broken, but for some reason, floating in the air like this gave people a poignant and peerless visual impact.
Jiang Chun's face was ferocious, and he let out a sigh of relief. This time, it was him who dug out his inner elixir.
Dealing with Zhao Yisu, who claimed to be a fourth-grade cultivator, and Jiang Yunchen, who was a fifth-grade perfect cultivator, the seventh-grade major cultivator with the highest cultivation level actually used his own inner elixir?
Such a ridiculous scene happened right in front of their eyes, but no one found it strange, and even thought it should be the case.
Not to mention Jiang Yunchen, who stood bathed in blood and summoned the Nine Dragons, the way Zhao Yisu chopped off the Youjiao Vine with his sword was still deeply etched in everyone's minds.
Not to mention the seventh grade, even if the eighth grade comes, they have to advise: Hey, hey, run quickly! You can't afford to offend these two evil gods!
Of course, if a bad person listens to advice, it is impossible for him to take the wrong path.
Jiangchun Zhenren's inner elixir looks like a grass seed, surrounded by a rich wood spiritual power. Grass seeds originally meant new life, but this one floating in the air smelled of death.
"Zelu comes to the world, dead trees bloom..." Master Jiangchun was full of murderous intent, and with the belief that he would die, he slowly spit out the magic formula.
The sky changed color again, and the clouds were dyed from gold to black by a burst of magic. Layers after layers of black clouds covered and gathered in the sky, and in the blink of an eye they condensed into a whole group of dark clouds covering the sky.
The dark clouds were dark and heavy, full of the aura of death, swallowing up the figures of the nine golden dragons and eating up all the light in one go.
The world suddenly darkened, as if a monster had taken it into its mouth. The wind around it also stopped, and it sank into the terrifying calm before the storm.
Someone finally reacted and cried out sadly: "This is the master's death technique, it's all over! We're all going to be over!"
The Death Technique is a certain death technique. Once it is used, one of you or the other party will die.
The death technique is different from the sure-kill technique. The death technique is no longer under the control of the monk after reciting it. It has its own spiritual intelligence and will drain everything from the user to the maximum extent, including spiritual power, potential, and cultivation. Behavior, dignity and sanity... It is a poisonous snake that will either bite everything around it to death or dry itself out.
Now, no matter how powerful Jiang Yunchen and Zhao Yisu are, a seventh-level major cultivator's death technique has combined everything in his life. How can he expect two mid-level monks to survive under the death technique?
Even those onlookers on the periphery, no matter how thick the barrier is reinforced, will only be buried with them in the end!
I don’t know what secrets that spiritual gate hides, but Master Jiangchun would rather destroy the entire foundation of Penglai Pavilion than kill Jiang Yunchen and take back that spiritual gate...
"Ah!" Someone's shrill cry circled around the hall, kicking off the bloodbath!
Master Jiangchun's eyes were fierce as he knocked the inner elixir into the dark clouds above his head. The dark cloud floated silently, and ripples spread out from the center of the cloud -
The next moment, heavy rain poured down!
This rain was more terrifying than the forbidden arrow rain from the Lingmen. It was by no means what he called "the dew coming to the world", but it had the effect of "dew trees blooming into spring". Because all the plants in Penglai Pavilion grew wildly after absorbing the heavy rain, and their roots crawled out of the ground like monsters, subverting the entire Penglai Pavilion building!
As the earth shook and the mountains were destroyed, the entire Penglai Island plant root system climbed forward quickly, twisting one root around another, and finally converged into a demonic root thicker than the Nine Dragon Pillar, which penetrated the whole Penglai Island in one fell swoop. The floor of Lingyun Hall pierced Jiang Yunchen's neck!
"I've been waiting for this move from you for a long time." Jiang Yunchen's eyes immediately turned dark, and when he lowered his head, he covered his mouth with a cold smile, and shouted: "Cang Ji——!!!"
From the open spiritual door behind him, the golden dragon that had been swallowed by the abyss flew out again... No, this time it was not a dragon that flew out, but a whip with lightning flashes! !
This whip is no longer an illusory image of condensed spiritual power, but a real whip. Upon closer inspection, the whole body of the whip is covered with golden scales. It seems that the dragon has appeared in an illusion, with the whip bearing the Destruction of Heaven and Destruction. The fighting spirit of the earth was as if the whip itself could emit a dragon's roar, hold its head high, circle majestically, and fly into Jiang Yunchen's hand.
He held the whip without even moving his feet, flipped his wrist and swung it forward - "Crack!!"
The golden whip steadily hit the demonic root that was hovering over, and swept the terrifying root system away from Lingyun Palace with one whip! !
The huge impact shook the entire hall, and another piece of rubble fell from the already dilapidated building.
Some low-level cultivators finally realized that Penglai Island has become a hell! escape! Run away! Otherwise, you will be completely eaten by the death technique!
All the living people rushed out crazily, so they didn't see Jiang Yunchen's second whip.
This second whip hit Master Jiangchun's body directly!
"Snapped!!"
Since the death technique has drained the master's strength, he will do his best to protect the master. Otherwise, if the master dies, there will be no need for this death technique to exist.
Since Jiang Yunchen was able to whip Master Jiangchun this second time, it shows that the power of his golden whip is more devastating than the death technique! Even more murderous and crazy!
Everyone felt like the sky was about to be shaken out of a hole. The crisp sound of the golden whip caused those who ran out of the barrier to die on the spot. There were still some who wanted to run out without knowing whether to live or die, but Ping Junhua casually caught a few of them. .
Now he understands clearly, what does death magic mean?
If there is something truly terrifying in this world, it's not death magic, not the devil, not the poisonous miasma of the swamp, not the ignorance, anger and greed... but Jiang Yunchen.
A fifth-grade person who goes against the will of God, who knows what to say, and only a ghost would believe it! ! !
"Snapped--!!!"
Amidst Ping Junhua's curses, Jiang Yunchen's third whip fell.
No one saw how the third whip fell, not even Ping Junhua, because he was already swept eight feet away by the power of the whip, and unfortunately hit a broken wall somewhere, completely fainting. …
Jiang Yunchen held the golden whip, looked at Master Jiangchun who finally stopped moving on the ground, and calmly withdrew his gaze.
It seemed as if it was a matter of course that he was a fifth-grade man and killed a seventh-grade man.
Even only three whips were used.
He silently withdrew the thunder whip. With the death of Master Jiangchun, the dim Lingyun Palace, the ferocious root system and everything dirty will become clouds and smoke, and the history of Penglai Pavilion will be completely rewritten by these three whips.
The Nine Dragon Pillar behind him is no longer there, it has become a bare, dead thing that has lost its aura. The spiritual door in front of the Nine Dragon Pillar had been completely closed after the golden whip flew out. Now that the dragon pillar has been destroyed and the restriction has been destroyed, no one can open this evil door anymore.
Jiang Yunchen cast his gaze on Zhao Yisu in his arms. The destruction and madness that had been pressing in his eyes just now disappeared. They were quietly filled with tenderness, reflecting the broken female cultivator.
He smiled silently, looked around and chose a direction, wanting to take people to heal their wounds. Suddenly something occurred to him, and he looked back at the dead Jiangchun Zhenren on the ground.
His body was not torn apart by Jiang Yunchen's thunder whip. It seemed like something was wearing it.
Jiang Yunchen hooked his fingers, and a piece of clothing as thin as cicada wings floated out from the corpse and fell into his hands.
It's gold silk brocade.
