"The leader said that without sacrifices... one cannot live forever..."
In the hoarse voice, at this moment, there was less confusion than before.
Strong malice and evil thoughts surged out overwhelmingly at this moment.
brush!
The moment Shang Yu raised his head, revealing his face covered with numerous wounds, a mighty invisible force of impact suddenly rushed towards Wang Jin.
This is a very strange and terrifying force that is hard to guard against. The moment this impact force appeared, the hair on Wang Jin's body stood up, but he had suffered a loss before, and he had never relaxed his vigilance. At this moment, he was there
The moment the strange impact force emerged, Wang Jin leaned back almost instinctively. He touched his hand on his waist, and a rusty sword appeared in his hand, and he raised it upwards like lightning.
when!
There was obviously nothing in the void, but the moment Wang Jin raised his sword, it seemed as if he had hit something invisible but tangible in the void.
Along with a loud noise, there seemed to be endless ripples in the air at this moment.
After a collision, Wang Jin staggered back.
His eyes were filled with horror.
"What is this? Psychic power?"
This Shang Yu has a strange ability that can have a huge impact on his own spirit.
Wang Jin knew this.
But he didn't expect that this power could actually interfere with the real world besides the spirit.
If he hadn't used his sword in time to block that force.
I'm afraid it's not just as simple as the impact on my consciousness.
I'm afraid that my whole head will burst in an instant.
"This is not mental power, what kind of power is this?"
Wang Jin clearly realized that this was not mental power.
Although it seems to have some similarities with spiritual power, it is essentially different from that mental power.
This power is already superior to spiritual power!
Compared with the power of mental power, the lethality is not on the same level at all!
"Sacrifice...you...become a sacrifice to give me eternal life!"
A low roar echoed in the dimly lit hall.
The Shang Yu, who was wearing a Taoist robe, took one step forward and raised his hand to grab him. Strange and wooden faces appeared in the void. Each face was as wooden and strange as a wood carving, as if it had been carved.
The peeled dough looks like stiff and weird.
Strange human faces appeared in the void, as if turning into a large net of human faces, and quickly fell towards Wang Jingai.
At this moment, Wang Jin felt a familiar sense of restraint again.
Just like that day when facing the first medicine peak, the little insect whose body was solidified in amber, his movements were stiff and weak, almost unable to move.
The faces were covered, and Wang Jin wanted to dodge, but his body seemed to be stuck in a quagmire. Not to mention dodge, he couldn't even move his feet.
The void around him seemed to solidify, firmly confining him to a narrow space.
There are human faces, wooden and weird, from all directions, the mouths of each face are slightly open, and a huge suction force spreads out from the faces, and they gather together, as if they have turned into a
An extremely powerful vortex swept towards Wang Jin.
His body was unable to move. At this moment, Wang Jin, who was frozen in place, felt that the blood in his body seemed to be sucked up by the terrible suction coming from all directions. The blood vessels in his body were swollen and painful, as if the blood vessels in his body were about to burst at this moment.
Soon, all the blood will be absorbed out of the body by the countless faces in the air.
"open!"
At the critical moment, Wang Jin suddenly let out a loud shout.
When the sound of loud shouts fell, countless ice crystals suddenly emerged densely in the void in front of him, as if they turned into a wall of ice thorns, blocking Wang Jin's front, and striking towards the countless faces in the air.
And go.
Bang bang bang!
In an instant, a large number of explosion sounds were transmitted, and the needle-prick wall made of ice crystals instantly shattered when it collided with the countless faces.
After absorbing the faces one by one, the dull faces seemed to grow stronger at this moment.
Wang Jin couldn't help but look surprised at the scene in front of him.
The move just now was a true scripture he obtained from the memory of Elder Sun.
It’s called Wanyuan Zhangbingdian.
It has to be said that as an elder-level figure, Elder Sun is only the weakest elder on Medicine Peak.
But the lethality of the scripture he had cultivated was astonishing. Ice formed in the void as soon as he struck it, and its lethality was even far greater than that of the Blood Demon's Sutra of Killing Life.
Now Wang Jin's strength has reached the late stage of Qihai realm.
He really didn't expect that his offensive would be so easily broken by the Shang Yu in front of him.
However, although the offensive was so easily broken by Shang Yu, it still bought Wang Jin a short buffer time.
The true energy and powerful energy in Wang Jin's body were steaming at this moment.
The blood rushes along the blood vessels in the body, like the Yangtze River. When it hits the blood vessels, there is an astonishing sound of "clatter".
"Break it for me!"
He looked up to the sky and roared, and there were strands of sweat steaming up from the top of his head.
Accompanied by his roar.
The strange force that bound him in place, unable to move at all, was finally forcibly reopened by him!
Wow!
There was obviously nothing around, but the moment he broke through the invisible restraint, there was a sound like countless glass shards falling all around him.
Wang Jin, who broke free from the restraints, jumped away like a monkey, and when the densely packed human faces were covering him, he retreated dozens of meters away in an instant.
Boom!
The human face fell silently, seemingly light and airy, but the moment it came into contact with the ground, there was a huge roar, as if an elephant was stepping on it, the ground was shaking, and the entire hall was faintly shaking at this moment.
The shrill and sharp screams echoed throughout the hall, the door opened in the void, and dense ghost figures swarmed out from the illusory door, making shrill and harsh screams, rushing like moths to the flame.
Xiang Shangyu.
"Sacrifice..."
Shang Yu's dark eyes exuded a cold light, like a tiger seeing its prey. He raised his hand and pointed, and in an instant, a huge human face appeared behind him.
The human face opened its mouth and sucked in, and suddenly there was a strong wind in the void. The countless ghost figures seemed to be out of control, and they were sucked into the mouth of the huge human face in just an instant.
The human face grew slightly larger, as if absorbing the countless ghosts, adding some kind of power to the human face.
And with another finger from Shang Yu, the face that had grown much larger actually slowly shrunk in the air.
The next moment, it turned into an incense stick only as long as a hair and fell into the incense burner in front of the statue.
"What is this?"
Such a strange scene made Wang Jin's eyelids jump.
Absorb your own offensive and turn it into incense?
This Shang Yu, even if he has turned into such a monster, is he still offering something?
"kill!"
Although he was surprised, Wang Jin's movements were not slow at all.
As soon as he stepped down, his whole body seemed to turn into a line of blue smoke. As he stepped, he seemed to be carrying some mysterious trajectory, approaching the Shang Yu in an instant.
This is a physical skill.
The name Zhou Xuyou Tianbu was also obtained from the memory fragments of Elder Sun.
This week, there are seven levels of Xuyou Tianbu, but Elder Sun has only practiced two levels.
Wang Jin, who inherited the memory of Elder Sun, naturally only learned two levels of Xuyou Tianbu this week.
However, even so, at this moment, Wang Jin's figure was already quite mysterious as he stepped forward. Although his steps were urgent and fast, every step seemed to be measured, and he was approaching the Shang Yu in the blink of an eye.
brush!
As he raised his hand, a black light burst out, and he slashed at the Shang Yu with a sword.
Chi!
The rusty sword slashed down and landed on the Shang Yu in front of him.
However, Wang Jin's expression changed.
What came from the blade was not the hard touch of the sword falling on a real object.
It's like a light and helpless feeling falling on cotton.
And the next second, the "Shang Yu" in front of him was like smoke, twisting bit by bit, and then dissipated in the air.
Afterimage!
This is actually an afterimage!
Suddenly, a biting coldness erupted behind him. When Wang Jin's expression changed, he thrust out a sword with his backhand without even thinking about it.
clang!
The rusty sword hit a pair of stiff palms.
At the moment of collision, the rusty sword shattered inch by inch.
Wang Jin didn't hesitate at all. The moment the rusty sword cracked, he let go of the hilt remaining in his hand, stepped on Zhouxu Youtianbu, and quickly retreated.
However, the figure wearing Taoist robes seemed to be suffering from gangrene, and kept following him without falling.
The two figures chased each other, and the distance between them quickly shortened.
"This Shang Yu can actually walk around the sky!"
Wang Jin recognized that the steps taken by Shang Yu turned out to be Zhou Xuyou Tianstep!
And it's obvious that Shang Yu's mastery of Zhou Xuyou Tianbu is much higher than him!
In a few breaths, Shang Yu had already caught up with Wang Jin.
"Can't escape!"
Invisible power quickly enveloped Wang Jin, and a strong sense of crisis quickly filled the air.
Wang Jin's eyes flashed.
Put your palms on your waist.
A rusty sword was once again held in his hand.
"cut!"
The strong sense of crisis made all the hairs on his body stand up at this moment.
The moment pressure like a raging wave and tsunami surged forward, Wang Jin stopped suddenly. The powerful recoil force actually dug a deep hole in the ground of the hall.
Step.
Twist.
A sword!
All his energy and spirit were condensed, like a flash of lightning cutting through the darkness.
Splash out!
Chi!
The sound like a sharp knife cutting through the fabric resounded in the hall.
Even the rows of bronze candlesticks on both sides of the hall were extinguished by the strong wind caused by the rusty sword slashing out at this moment.
There was silence in the hall for a moment.
After a while,
Chi.
A small voice sounded.
A little candlelight started to dance again.
Under the dim firelight.
A tall figure wearing a Taoist robe still stood in the hall.
The difference from before was that the tall figure only had one arm intact now, and there was a very deep wound on his body, which almost cut him off at the waist.
The tall figure was silent, while in his other hand, he held a figure by the neck and lifted the figure into the air.
The figure didn't make any struggle and had lost his breath.