Ji Wuming's eyes suddenly condensed, and he was extremely frightened in his heart.
He looked up and looked at the terrifying sword intent falling from the sky, his eyes already full of panic.
At this time, he could feel that every inch of spiritual energy and blood in his body seemed to be collapsing, and blood sprayed from his mouth.
"Puch." ??
And his figure was pressed a hundred feet away by this sword force, and all the bones in his body seemed to be broken.
terrible!!
Even though Ji Wuming had already expected that the strength of the young man in front of him would never be weaker than his.
But he still didn't expect that Ling Xiao only used a ray of sword intent to break his defense.
"clang!!"
As the sword slashed down, the divine patterns on the Luo Shen Cauldron suddenly dispersed like a tide.
And this supreme divine treasure fell from the sky, and cracks seemed to appear on it.
"How can it be…"
Seeing this scene, Fang Yuan's face turned pale instantly.
A prince of the imperial clan, the truly top evildoer in Qingyuan, is not the enemy of this person?
Who is he, and why would he protect himself?
"Puch!"
Finally, when the Luoshen Cauldron fell, Ji Wuming's figure also fell to the ground in a panic.
At this time, the prince of the Ji clan no longer had the indifference and arrogance he had just now. His whole body was full of aura, and there was a hint of solemnity in his eyes.
"Who are you anyway?"
Ji Wuming frowned. In his impression...it was absolutely impossible for anyone in Qingyuan to crush him so easily.
This young man was so powerful that it almost made him despair.
"No, I don't believe that anyone in this generation can crush me!!"
Ji Wuming shouted angrily, his energy and blood surged, and he turned into a shadow of a furnace, complementing the Luo Shen Cauldron.
With his talent, although he cannot be said to be invincible today
, but... even Xia Yu Chengfeng, the prince of the Xia clan, who is recognized as the number one among the younger generation in the world, cannot easily crush him.
This young man is obviously not from the Ji clan, nor is he a genius of China.
Ji Wuming simply didn't believe that there were people in this world who could be so evil.
even!!
Even if he was an ancient freak, he wouldn't be so powerful.
Unless...he took drugs or used some secret method.
"Boom!"
Outside Ji Wuming's body, endless water patterns rose up, and the whole person was like an ancient water god, radiant and brilliant.
Above his head, the Luo Shen Cauldron once again erupted with divine power, and the angry sea waves continued to pile up, creating endless strange phenomena.
There are ancient war figures, riding on the raging waves, holding long halberds and huge blades, slashing the world.
"kill!"
As Ji Wuming stepped forward, the thousands of war shadows followed closely behind, launching a powerful offensive.
The sky trembled, and the stars in the sky seemed to be lingering outside Ji Wuming's body. The dazzling glow fell down, completely covering Ling Xiao's figure.
Seeing this scene, Fang Yuan's whole body became increasingly chilled, especially the miraculous figures standing in the void, revealing endless boundlessness, like ancient heroic spirits resurrecting from Luoshui.
With these thousands of divine shadows attacking at the same time, let alone a contemporary person, even a strong Emperor Realm person would have a hard time resisting them head-on.
"Why…"
Inexplicably, Fang Yuan sighed softly in her heart, and there was a hint of sadness in her eyes.
The eleven princes were all the monsters that Qingyuan truly stood at the pinnacle of. She originally thought that even if there was a gap between these eleven people, it would not be too obvious.
However, when she saw Ling Xiao and Ji Wuming fighting today, she was horrified
I found that compared to these two people, Fang Tang was... nothing.
"Boom!"
The roar resounded, and the entire space of the ancient pagoda was constantly breaking and reuniting.
But under the Luo Shen Cauldron, there was not a trace of ripples on Ling Xiao's face. He allowed the panic-stricken sky to fall down, and just calmly stretched out a palm, pushed it out, and wiped out all the ripples of the divine patterns.
Beat it to pieces.
Immediately, before Ji Wuming could react, he saw a black shadow piercing through the void in the heavy glow, suppressing the eternal cycle of time, easily piercing his body, and submerging into the darkness.
"Puch."
Ji Wuming's lips trembled, and he lowered his head blankly, looking at the scar the size of a bowl on his chest, his eyes filled with trembling fear.
"How...how is it possible?!"
This physical body of his is the true Holy Body qualification and is extremely powerful.
To put it bluntly, it is not an easy task for ordinary geniuses to break through his physical defense.
What's more, he is also wearing a Ji Clan treasure armor, which is of the highest grade.
But at this time, he didn't even see the offensive action of the young man in black, before he penetrated his body.
although!!
This injury did not hit his vitals, but it was still extremely terrifying and almost shattered his bones.
"This is the first time."
At this moment, Ling Xiao's figure reappeared in front of him, with a look of indifference still on his face.
Around it, there is the ups and downs of reincarnation, the reversal of the world, that kind of... gray mist, like a power that can destroy everything in the world!
Hearing this, Ji Wuming's eyes trembled slightly. He could feel that...Ling Xiao seemed to have deliberately avoided his vital points, just to give him a chance to surrender.
shame!!
Ji Wuming gritted his teeth, water surged around his body, and the blood on his chest
The injury healed quickly, almost at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Endless fairy light rose up, and Ji Wuming's aura suddenly climbed up at this moment.
"Oh? Did you burn the blood of the holy body?"
Ling Xiao's eyes were cold and there was no surprise at all.
A child of destiny with a fortune of 70,000 will always have some real life-saving trump cards in his possession.
What's more, what Ji Wuming awakened was the pure essence of water, which contained extremely powerful life force.
In other words, if Ling Xiao couldn't kill him with one blow, he could use the power of Luo Shui to regain his vitality.
"Buzz!"
"You are very strong, but you are not qualified enough to make me surrender."
Ji Wuming took a deep breath. Above his head, a shining golden divine river snaked out. What surged in it was real divine power and blood energy, which was far from comparable to spiritual power.
And Ji Wuming's figure rose slowly, standing on the divine river, overlooking the living things in the world.
"In the name of Luo Shen, I inherit the Pure Yuan Holy Body, become a war immortal and become a god..."
only!!
Just when Ji Wuming was reciting the oath of God with a cold expression, he saw the young man not far away suddenly shook his head, and a purple-white halo suddenly appeared in a pair of dark eyes.
And the divine river under his feet began to boil and collapse without any warning, rushing towards the young man's eyes.
"Um?!"
Ji Wuming's eyes widened and his lips trembled.
He couldn't figure out why the power of the gods that he had burned with his pure blood was actually shattered by a ray of light from that young man's eyes...?
"Are you...are you a human or...a god?!"
"This is the second time."
Ling Xiao raised his head, and there seemed to be flames jumping in his eyes. Faintly... there seemed to be a black lotus shadow appearing from the bottom of his eyes, filled with an indescribable aura of destruction.