When the nine colors come, even the five figures who are already a hundred thousand miles away feel the meaning of death.
This brilliance is thousands of times more dazzling than the sun, but it has no warmth at all, but a bone-chilling coldness.
Chu Cheng's figure had already appeared next to Zhang Mubai, and he whispered: "With this kind of power, this ghost-faced man will definitely die. But we also need to escape quickly, otherwise we will be buried with that man in the aftermath!"
This is the nine-color brilliance. The nine-color brilliance contained in the Immortal Pavilion is difficult for even a strong man from the Sky Realm, who can be called the Immortal King, to compete with, let alone a ghost-faced man from the Destruction Realm.
But the ghost-faced man is difficult to resist, and they are also difficult to resist. The only hope is that the ghost-faced man can last a little longer.
But this is impossible. This is the most terrifying thunder that comes from the origin of thunder, the source of mysterious tribulation.
Chu Cheng is playing with fire and burning himself. But there is no other way. Only this way can he find a way to survive.
Although the five people were terrified and their whole bodies were weak under this terrifying power, they still bit the tip of their tongues to let the pain continue to stimulate their nerves so that they could use all their strength to escape.
Accompanied by bursts of loud noises, five figures cut through the sky. Under this gravity, they directly left the Netherworld Mountains and paved the way with light and sunshine, reaching the same speed as light.
But not long after, these five rays of light were shattered into pieces amidst the echoes.
At this moment, their faces were extremely ugly. Once the sun shattered, they would not be able to blend into the light. They would not be able to reach the speed of light.
Behind him, fierce and steel-like strong winds came one after another, and each blow on his body was a shock to his bones.
There are even traces of thunder invading, destroying everyone's life.
Chu Cheng heard four muffled sounds, blood splattered in the air, and instantly turned into blood mist under the violent energy.
There was also a fishy-sweet taste in his throat, and a thick taste surged out from his internal organs, but he was still swallowed by force.
Chu Cheng turned his head and glanced at the others. Almost all of them looked extremely pale. Only Heifeng Taoist Master was different, his face was purple-red.
This was the flushing caused by fear. Among all the people present, he was the only one who had first personally experienced the terror of the Nine Colors' pressure.
At that time, if Chu Cheng had not stopped in time, he would have died long ago. But even so, he had become a candle flame. If he had not received a piece of moonlight, he would have been difficult to resurrect.
Now that I see Jiuse again, I feel extremely frightened in my heart.
"You all stick together."
At this moment, Chu Cheng reached out and waved his hand, and a ray of light instantly covered the other four people. Their figures instantly blended into the wind. With the wind, they traveled three hundred thousand miles away, and thousands of talismans appeared in their hands.
These are the only ten thousand talismans left. Chu Cheng wants to make the wind and waves more violent, so that he can take advantage of the east wind and speed far beyond the speed of light.
The wind speed cannot exceed the speed of light, but it is not absolute. Back then, Chu Cheng saw in the jade bowl scene that with one strike of Senior Xue Yao's sword, he instantly arrived at the place where the emperor was located across millions of light years.
The wind force of the sword machine's scattering wave is undoubtedly far faster than the speed of light. This is attributed to the power, when the power reaches an unimaginable level. Not to mention the speed exceeds the speed of light, it can even turn back time.
Just as Chu Cheng was about to crush these talismans, he heard a roaring sound like thunder from behind.
After hearing this sound, Chu Cheng's face suddenly condensed.
"Not dead?"
Three breaths have passed since the nine colors of death came one after another from the origin of thunder. This ghost-faced man has not yet died.
When Chu Cheng turned around, he saw a large hole appearing in the sky millions of miles behind him, covered by countless seven-colored thunderbolts, with nine colors constantly appearing in the middle.
After the roar, a terrifying sound followed by thunder rushed a million miles away and fell clearly in their ears.
"Do you think you can kill me with this nine-color divine thunder?"
"I have already died once. Who can decide my life or death again!"
A burst of wild laughter ensued, causing the expressions of the five people present to change instantly.
Under such terrifying nine-color destruction, the ghost-faced man's aura increased instead of decreasing, and a monstrous will of destruction rushed into the thunder.
"When I meet a person, I am destined not to die. Because hatred...has always been in my heart. It doesn't matter if the tea leaves are gone or the candles are extinguished, but this hatred cannot be extinguished!!!"
"If you can't extinguish my hatred, you can't extinguish the fire in my body! What happened back then, all my close friends and loved ones were lost. From now on, I swear! If there is someone who plots against me in the future, then...
Even if he is a god or a Buddha! I will let him die!"
The roar came again, and the light flashed. For a moment, the nine-color light retreated away.
What everyone saw was a one-armed, one-legged man whose whole body was covered in blood. His old wounds were torn apart again under the nine-color light, and blood was flowing freely.
He was covered in wounds, and the crack on his half-blooded forehead was even more shocking. But his aura was rising layer by layer.
"If heaven doesn't destroy me, how can you and other ants just kill me?" The ghost-faced man laughed wildly and stretched out his hand to press down on the earth.
With one click, a shocking picture suddenly appeared.
The sky shook and the earth shattered, with a loud noise, the earth with a radius of hundreds of millions of miles suddenly cracked, the earth's veins were cut off at the waist, and pillars were arched towards the sky.
In an instant, the crust of the mountain range, condensed for countless years, all cracked at this moment, and billions of miles of red light illuminated the sky again, overwhelming the nine-color brilliance hanging above.
The mountain is like a bell, and it continues to rise higher and higher, instantly repairing the broken sky. At the same time, the power of heaven and earth turns into hundreds of millions of flame dragons flying in the sky, trying to compete with the original power of thunder!
Everyone felt this energy, this burning heat that could burn everything, and their hearts suddenly shook violently.
"This...this is...the Ten Forbidden Formations...Canglan World Destruction Map!!!" Master Jian saw this scene and exclaimed loudly.
The big waves turned into waves, fierce and majestic. Looking back, even the nine-color light was trembling continuously, and the flaming dragon rose into the sky, overwhelming the power of heaven.
There was a natural chasm above, dividing the sky. The nine colors of Xuan Lei were actually forced back into the whirlpool. At the same time, another roar sounded.
The ghost-faced man took action, and the wind and cloud gathered from thousands of miles away, paving the way with blood-colored mountains and rivers. The murderous intention turned into a stormy wave and came over in an instant, arriving in front of Chu Cheng.
Someone moved his palm with the power to kill a god and beat a Buddha. The sky was suddenly stained with blood red.
This was a direct palm attack on Chu Cheng, causing his body to explode and his soul to shatter into pieces, turning into crystals all over the sky.
In the long world, only the murderous intention is left, and it continues to move with one palm.
Chu Cheng raised his aura to its peak in an instant, and Xuanhuang Immortal stretched himself out, but he still couldn't resist the palm!
The scattered broken crystals suddenly flashed with brilliant light, and a faint figure condensed rapidly.
Chu Cheng is a body of vitality. Unless the soul is completely wiped out, it can still be reunited. But this palm comes again, obviously to wipe him out completely.
Zhang Mubai's expression changed drastically, and he quickly jumped forward to resist. However, he couldn't avoid being suppressed even after flipping his hands.
The blood is stained again, the two winds are rushing to the sky, it is still the same!
Liu Changzai's expression changed, and when he saw that the palm was still pointing straight, he would not stop until he killed Chu Cheng. He gritted his teeth and wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to escape alone.
However, at this moment, the world trembled again.
Everyone was seriously injured, and with their hearts trembling, they heard footsteps in the distance and walked towards the river, touching the water step by step.
There was a hand pushing away hundreds of thousands of miles away, but the force of the palm suddenly stopped when the sparks hit it.
The figure in the storm felt this energy, and suddenly raised its head, and its only remaining eye narrowed sharply.
In those cloudy eyes, there was confusion, doubt, and even more fear.
Zhang Mubai raised his head while coughing blood, and a figure was clearly reflected in his bloodshot eyes.
He was a very handsome young man in gray clothes with white hair.