Inside the pothole, He Wushang turned pale and spat out a mouthful of blood. When he saw the figure falling straight above him, his expression changed drastically.
"Turn the world around!"
He Wushang fought against the serious injuries on his body, pinched the sword finger of his right hand, and pointed it at the already dim King Blade Talisman.
Whoosh!
The moment He Wushang pointed his right finger at the King's Blade Talisman, the entire body of the King's Blade Holy Talisman erupted with extremely blazing phantom light. These phantom lights contained endless various weapons.
Shadow.
There were too many weapon shadows and their speed was too fast. In the blink of an eye, the space where the small pool was located was filled. Then Zhuo Wen found that the surrounding scenery was spinning, as if the whole world had reversed at this moment.
He was obviously moving forward to get closer to He Wushang, but strangely he found that the further he moved forward, the farther away he became from He Wushang.
"How is this going?"
Zhuo Wen's pupils shrank. What was happening to him now was really weird. He was obviously moving forward, but the current situation showed that he had been retreating.
He Wushang covered his chest, staring at Zhuo Wen coldly, his eyes flickering, and finally decided to leave here first.
Now his injuries are too serious. If he continues to fight, his cultivation level may fall to the middle stage of the Immortal Stage. By then, it will be too late for him to regret it.
"Good luck to you. Next time I meet you, I will definitely make your life worse than death."
He Wushang snorted coldly, waved his right hand, held the King Blade Sacred Talisman in his hand, and stepped on it with his right foot, intending to leave this space.
Unfortunately, the moment He Wushang reached the entrance of the passage ahead, a sound broke through the air and struck He Wushang in the face.
He Wushang's pupils shrank, staring intently at the incoming fist. The timing of this punch was really tricky. It happened to be when He Wushang left the passage and his expression was the most relaxed.
Therefore, He Wushang had no time to defend himself, so he could only block his face with his right hand, and the immortal essence erupted on his right arm, forming an extremely blazing white light.
Click!
The moment the punch hit He Wushang's right arm, He Wushang felt as if a huge mountain was pressing on his hand. Then his right arm's bones were cracked and twisted, and he spat out a mouthful of blood and retreated with his eyes.
Staring gloomily at the figure ahead.
The young man in front of him was dressed in tight-fitting clothes, with a strong and expressionless figure. His facial features were straight and angular, and his strong body was filled with a rich dark gold color.
"Zhuowen?"
He Wushang covered his right hand with a broken bone. He took a few steps back. Then he looked at the figure behind him who was trapped in the reverse universe. He found that the figure in the reverse universe was also Zhuo Wen. His face suddenly darkened. He didn't expect that.
This Zhuo Wen actually still has such a skill.
It was Zhuo Wen's Dzogchen Holy Body that appeared at the entrance of the passage. The powerful strength and physique of the Dzogchen Holy Body were comparable to those in the middle stage of the Heavenly Immortal Stage, and even the late Earth Immortal Stage had the power to fight.
Because He Wushang was seriously injured, his original state of the late Immortal was already somewhat unstable. Coupled with the unexpected attack by the Holy Body of Great Perfection, it was not surprising that He Wushang was repulsed.
As for the Great Perfection Holy Body, Zhuo Wen had secretly placed it at the entrance of the passage. If He Wushang made any move to escape, the Great Perfection Holy Body could appear to block it and prevent him from escaping.
Zhuo Wen, who was in the Inverted Universe, immediately took out the Fuxi Cauldron with his right hand. At this moment, he did not hold back at all and released all the pressure in the Fuxi Cauldron.
Rumble!
The endless pressure turned into existences like angry dragons, sweeping towards the surroundings. The power that reversed the world collapsed and collapsed under the impact of the dragons of pressure.
Zhuo Wenwen walked forward step by step. He held the Fuxi Cauldron in his right hand and slammed it at He Wushang. The terrifying pressure was like a terrifying hurricane, sweeping in all directions. It looked extremely strange.
fear.
At the same time, the Holy Body of Dzogchen stepped on the void with its right foot, and like a shuttle, it swooped in and appeared in front of He Wushang in an instant. With a punch, the surrounding space exploded, forming something like
The chain-like air pressure trapped He Wushang heavily within it.
He Wushang's eyes were gloomy, and he could only use the King Blade Sacred Talisman to block the front. At the same time, he flicked his finger and took out a black stick-like weapon about ten feet long from the spiritual ring.
This stick-shaped weapon is extremely strange. It is surrounded by the shadows of all kinds of weapons, including the shadows of swords, guns, and swords.
"Heavenly Sacred Weapons and Hundreds of Weapons?"
Zhuo Wen stared at the strange weapon in He Wushang's hand, and his eyes suddenly became cautious. After all, these hundreds of weapons were heavenly weapons, but they were extraordinary, and Zhuo Wen did not dare to underestimate them.
I saw He Wushang grab the King's Blade Holy Talisman with his right hand and slap it on the Hundred Soldiers. Immediately, the countless shadows of the weapons on the Hundred Soldiers began to boil, like strange gray storms, sweeping and exploding.
Come.
Whoosh!
He Wushang grabbed Bai Bing with his right hand and swung it violently. Then Bai Bing was thrown away with great force. The storm formed by the shadows of countless weapons was full of violent connotations.
Bang bang bang!
When the phantom weapon storm hit the pressure released by Fuxi Cauldron, a terrifying clicking sound was heard, and then the surrounding space began to tremble.
Boom!
At the same time, the offensive of the Holy Body of Dzogchen on the other side came like a swimming dragon, hitting He Wushang heavily in front of him.
He Wushang's pupils narrowed, he shouted low, and he slammed the surface of the hundred soldiers, and an even more terrifying weapon phantom storm surged out, frantically rushing towards the Holy Body of Dzogchen, intending to completely crush it.
Kick, kick, kick!
The weapon Shadow Storm was really powerful. The Holy Body of Dzogchen was punched away with one punch, but I felt my fists were sore and numb, and I couldn't help but fall back again and again.
At the same time, the pressure of Fuxi Cauldron began to show signs of collapse. Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes, rolled up his sleeves, and took Fuxi Cauldron back, and the pressure was completely blasted by the weapon's shadow storm.
broken.
Whoosh!
Zhuo Wen's body kicked out, and the Taoist spirit filled his feet, like an ethereal ghost, constantly dodging, avoiding the attack of Feng Bao, the phantom weapon around him.
"combine!"
Zhuo Wen shouted low, and the Dzogchen Holy Body not far away suddenly stepped over and entered Zhuo Wen's body directly, and Zhuo Wen's aura suddenly surged.
Zhuo Wen's movements were like flowing clouds and flowing water, with a speed blessed by Taoism that was almost comparable to the peak of a heavenly immortal. He constantly shuttled between the storm of weapons' shadows, and he was in front of He Wushang in an instant.
"Nine-turn cracked golden pattern!"
Zhuo Wen immediately released nine golden patterns, and these nine golden patterns were superimposed around his right arm, constantly rotating, emitting bright golden light, and then he squeezed his right fist and punched out.
The nine gold patterns are continuously superimposed to form a huge gold pattern, like a huge golden mountain, crushing it down.
He Wushang's pupils narrowed and he stared at the Jinshan that was getting closer and closer. He shouted angrily, holding the Hundred Soldiers in his right hand, and thrust it into the sky. The Hundred Soldiers rotated violently, forming extremely sharp black spikes at the tip.
boom!
Jinshan and Baibing clashed together, and an invisible force spread from the soles of their feet. Then countless cracks spread on the ground beneath their feet, exploding into countless pieces of gravel and powder.
Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes and touched the surface of Jinshan with his right hand. The power of Taoism spread and enveloped Jinshan, making Jinshan's power reach its extreme.
Poof!
He Wushang spit out a mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth, his face became paler and paler, and he retreated continuously. He had already suffered serious injuries, and now he was hit by such a powerful attack as Zhuo Wen. It was simply adding injury to injury. In the late stage of Tianxian,
His cultivation level fell directly to the middle stage of Tianxian.
Zhuo Wen's mouth was bleeding, and he couldn't help but step back dozens of steps. Jinshan also had countless cracks the moment he stepped back.
"Zhuowen, you little bastard, I want you to pay a heavy price. Even if my cultivation falls to the early stage of Earth Immortal, I still want you to die!"
After discovering that his cultivation level had dropped to the middle stage of Earth Immortal, He Wushang felt extremely depressed. He roared to the sky, his hair flying wildly, and his eyes filled with red color.
He Wushang bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood on Bai Bing. Then, he slapped the end of Bai Bing with his right hand.
Whoosh!
Hundreds of soldiers suddenly rushed out, like an invisible shuttle. Wherever these hundreds of soldiers passed, the space was distorted, forming a strange vacuum zone.
Zhuo Wen stared at the hundreds of soldiers who were plundering, his face was extremely ugly, and he immediately took out the Earth Immortal Sacred Artifact Sword of Immortal Slaying and the Five-Animal Seal. These two Earth Immortal artifacts he had placed in the Fuxi Cauldron for more than two seconds before.
Ten breaths later, the aura of the two holy weapons now far exceeds that of ordinary earthly immortal holy weapons.
The five-animal seal's green energy spurted out, transforming into five forms of beasts: tiger, deer, bear, ape, and bird, while the Immortal Slaying Sword cut through the void and drew powerful sword shadows in the void.
Bang bang bang!
It is a pity that the Hundred Soldiers at this moment are too terrifying and unstoppable. When the Hundred Soldiers come into contact with the Five Bird Seal and the Immortal Slayer Sword, huge power rushes out, and then the two Earthly Immortal Sacred Artifacts, the Five Bird Seal and the Immortal Slayer Sword, are completely destroyed.
collapse.
Zhuo Wen's pupils shrank, and his heart ached. It was such a pity that two earthly immortal artifacts were destroyed like this!
However, now was not the time for him to suffer from physical pain. He just flexed his right hand and used all three magic techniques on his body in one breath.
Blessed by the power of Taoism, the power of the three-level magic is extremely powerful. Unfortunately, in front of the hundreds of soldiers at this moment, it is still not enough. The three-level magic only blocked the hundred soldiers for a moment, but was directly blocked by them.
Blast into powder.
"break!"
Finally, the hundred soldiers rushed in front of Zhuo Wen, and Zhuo Wen punched out fiercely, using the Holy Body of Dzogchen to its extreme. He punched the hundred soldiers.
Poof!
It's a pity that Baibing was so terrifying. Zhuo Wen's fist seemed to hit a huge mountain. Then his fist twisted directly, and he spit out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.
"Zhuowen, you are dead!"
He Wushang's eyes were full of madness as he stared at Zhuo Wen flying upside down in the sky.
While in mid-air, Zhuo Wen stared at the hundreds of soldiers that were coming over again, his face suddenly darkened, and then he took out the strange scabbard stained with the blood of the demigod Zhanbi from the spiritual ring...