Zhang Wenyuan flicked his sleeves and robes, and the golden dragon and silver tiger let out roars. Haoran's sword energy also whipped up a strong wind, surrounding the remaining three evil cultivators.
Ji Ming's pupils suddenly narrowed.
what's the situation?
Not only did Zhang Wenyuan not go back to support him, but he also had time to lay out a trap and kill him?
Moreover, Yu Nei was summoned, but no news has been received so far.
Could it be... Ji Ming's heartbeat suddenly accelerated? Without thinking, he directly took out a blood-colored ribbon from his arms.
This ribbon was bright red all over, as if it had been soaked in blood. It was engraved with extremely evil inscriptions, and at this moment, a wave of demonic energy entered it.
"Bah!"
Ji Ming bit the tip of his tongue and shouted suddenly.
The essence and blood spilled out and were completely swallowed up by the bloody ribbon. Ji Ming took a step and the moment his feet landed on the bloody ribbon.
"Buzz——" A strong spatial wave rippled out.
"Ji Ming, what are you doing?"
"Aren't you afraid of the God Lord's punishment if you dare to run away from the battlefield?"
When the other two evil cultivators saw this, they couldn't help but shout angrily.
Ji Ming ignored these two people at all. He kneaded the magic formula with his hands, and his powerful soul wave was running at full strength, and even his whole body was burning with a black flame.
Boom! Bang! The void suddenly trembled, and this bloody ribbon tore through the void in an instant, blasting a crack into the Haoran sword energy surrounding it.
In order to find a chance of survival, he did not hesitate to burn his soul.
Whoa! The blood-colored ribbon penetrated from this crack and spread to a faraway place of nothingness, and the silence on the ribbon was also wrapped up and fled into the air.
In an instant.
The breath of silence disappeared from the place.
But a moment later, a burst of iron-blooded murderous intent suddenly burst out in the distant sky, a mighty force that carried the domineering sword intent across the void.
"Um?"
"Jiang Longwu?
Didn’t he go to Kyoto to provide support?”
The two evil cultivators who stayed where they were were slightly startled.
But soon, fear came over me.
No matter how stupid they are, they still react at this moment.
"Damn it!"
"There is no danger in the Forbidden City at all. Zhang Wenyuan is deliberately paralyzing us..." The evil cultivator on the left shouted angrily, stamped the void with his foot, turned into billowing black mist, and tried to escape in the distance.
The black mist just lifted into the sky.
The golden dragon and silver tiger came with the power of the wind and clouds.
Zhang Wenyuan showed his figure and said with a faint smile: "Since you have come all the way, why don't you sleep here forever today?"
Zheng! The Dao sword struck down, and the golden light was as dazzling as the scorching sun.
"Pfft!"
The black mist dissipated, and a strange bell sounded inside.
The evil cultivator backed away with a pale face, his right arm was empty. In order to save his life, he not only used the magic weapon, but still had one arm cut off.
"Shock Bell?"
Zhang Wenyuan looked at him with cold eyes: "I told you that your technique feels a bit familiar. It turns out you are a monk from the Tianling Sect."
"The monks of the Tianling Sect claim to be a well-known and upright sect and take catching ghosts and demons as their own duty, but you join the Shen Sect and do sneaky things."
"To be killed."
The words fell.
Zhang Wenyuan's eyes burst with murderous intent, his purple and gold robe stirred slightly, and the pressure of heaven and earth suppressed it with majestic aura.
"Damn it!"
The Tianling Sect monk's expression was extremely ugly. Without any time to think about it, he turned his hand and an ancient talisman appeared in the palm of his left hand.
But this talisman did not hit Zhang Wenyuan, but was slapped between his eyebrows by him.
Boom! The void surges.
This Tianling Sect monk was seen stagnant on the spot, but behind him, another Taoist spirit statue that was dozens of meters in size appeared.
Wearing black and white Taoist robes and a Taoist temple on his head, a golden embellishment appears between his eyebrows, with white hair and white eyebrows, and a majestic and upright face.
"Grandmaster of the Tianling Sect?"
Zhang Wenyuan smiled lightly: "If your ancestor knew that you had fallen into evil ways, I wonder if he would be so angry that he would crawl out of his grave."
Said.
He turned his head and looked at the last evil cultivator. This evil cultivator was now surrounded by many golden petals, lifelike, but the edges of the petals were as sharp as blades.
The densely packed petals are suspended in the void, which is quite spectacular.
"Feihua Sect's "Golden Rainbow Fantasy Killing Art"."
"Your Feihua Sect is considered a pretty big sect in the Taoist Alliance. Being able to cultivate Ten Thousand Flowers Blooming is at least part of the sect's heritage."
Zhang Wenyuan shook his head slightly: "What a pity. If you have to join the evil sect and do evil things, you all deserve to die!"
The moment the last word falls.
Zhang Wenyuan's dull eyes suddenly became sharp.
The majestic energy of heaven and earth was unleashed with overwhelming force. Within a radius of 10,000 meters, the situation within a radius of 10,000 meters changed dramatically, and murderous intent surged.
The two evil cultivators were shocked, but there was no turning back at this time. They could only grit their teeth and resist. The two of them survived to the end, naturally relying on their strong strength.
In fact, they are both at the peak of their cultivation as gods, and if they join forces, there may be a glimmer of hope.
The mighty power of heaven swept over.
Dao Ling Dharma Prime shouted, and countless golden petals began to spin at high speed.
"Boom!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Loud roar.
A burst of violent energy exploded from the middle, with terrifying power, destroying the mountains below into a mess.
Zhang Wenyuan's face was expressionless, and the strong wind could not even blow away his hair. He looked straight ahead, and the aura of awe rose hundreds of meters high, and then he took a fierce photo.
Like a devastating tsunami, it instantly submerged the two figures in front of them.
After counting the interest.
Seeing that this awe-inspiring aura was about to fall towards the ground below, Zhang Wenyuan flicked his sleeves.
Wow! The originally mighty, extremely majestic and biting breath suddenly calmed down.
The wind stopped and the clouds stopped.
Everything went quiet.
In front of them, the two evil cultivators at the peak of the Divine Transformation Realm disappeared without a trace. They were already dead.
Whoosh! A whistling sound came from the distance.
Jiang Longwu came out of the air with a gloomy look.
"He ran away?"
Zhang Wenyuan raised his eyebrows.
"Um."
Jiang Longwu nodded, feeling a little depressed: "His grandma's, Ji Ming has the Shenzong treasure on his body, and he has the aura of transcending the tribulation realm."
"I can only smash that magic weapon into pieces, but I can't stop Ji Ming from using his magical power to escape..." Jiang Longwu flicked his hand.
A small black copper bell full of holes emerged. Even if it was broken, the small bell still contained a cold evil energy.
Zhang Wenyuan reached out and grabbed it.
call out.
The broken bell fell into the palm of my hand.
Zhang Wenyuan felt it carefully for a while.
"This wisp of evil energy is extremely pure, at least as strong as the second level of transcending tribulation."
"To be able to engrave such evil energy into a magical weapon, the strength of the divine master of the Shen Sect should be above the sixth level of transcending tribulation, but not beyond the eighth level of transcending tribulation..." Zhang Wenyuan spoke in a solemn voice.
Then, with a flick of his finger, he shattered the little bell and dissipated the cold evil energy together with it.
"This evil weapon contains the evil energy of that person's destiny. It is not your fault that Ji Ming was able to escape."
Zhang Wenyuan said calmly: "Moreover, this trip has been quite rewarding. I killed six evil cultivators at the peak of the transformation of gods. Even the Shen Sect was seriously injured."
"The key is that through this small clock, I can roughly estimate the cultivation level of the God Lord."