When Zhan Wuji returns to the sect, he can hold an official coronation ceremony and make him the new leader.

While thinking about it, the "Fu Poor" patriarch suddenly noticed that Si Hong Qingfeng was fleeing in a hurry, fleeing to a formation not far away.

Lao Dao didn't pay any attention to this acting leader, and took his eyes off him, and fell back on the battle on the side of the Innate Sect.

The night was dark and silent.

In the surrounding air, the murderous aura Cui Wei, when the Peng bird flapped its wings, the cold air was pressing, Zhan Wuji reacted, he was furious, and the killing machine in his heart skyrocketed!

But just as he was about to make a move, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

The dark night, the white clothes in the sky, disappeared without a trace at this moment, leaving only a magnificent palace.

In the vast hall, there is a magnificent atmosphere, in the deepest part, on a noble throne, there is a woman in a long red dress, she holds a folding fan in her hand, the folding fan is covered with a thin layer of gauze, covering her beautiful face, only a pair of bright eyes can be seen, looking at her condescendingly.

Zhan Wuji found himself standing on the steps, behind him was a satin curtain, the curtain was as soft as mist, and there were several figures faintly behind, men and women, richly dressed, with their heads bowed, waiting respectfully, as if they were afraid to follow him into the main hall.

And Zhan Wuji stepped on the steps step by step.

He suddenly realized that the place where he was the bottom of the lake in the Valley of the Heavy Netherworld Sect, that is, Si Hong Qingming's cave mansion!

And behind this scene, the one standing impressively was the true disciple of the Eight Great Sects!

Zhan Wuji raised his head and looked at the woman in the red dress, graceful and charming, who was not Si Hongming!

However, at this time, she did not have the slightest calmness as a strong demon clan, but her face was pale, her face was full of anger, and the hand she raised had turned dark green! All over his body, there was a powerful force, surging out, but he tried his best to expel all the toxins in his body, and he couldn't move a single bit all over his body.

The poison of Heavenly Tears is extremely domineering, even if it is based on his cultivation, it is impossible to get rid of it for a while, and all his strength is suppressed by this poison, and it is of no use at all.

Da, da, da...... Zhan Wuji approached step by step, as if he wanted to recreate the scene of the past.

At the same time, the appearance of the red-robed woman also changed silently, like a gentle breeze, and instantly changed into Himeji's appearance.

At this moment, Zhan Wuji had already come to the throne, and without hesitation, he stretched out his palm and grabbed the throne's shoulder.

At this moment, he suddenly woke up, and his five fingers instantly joined together, turning into a sharp blade and slashing down!

Sou!

A blood-red sword light, like a thin line, slashed out!

Ji Lu was suddenly split in two, and the incomparably sharp sword qi continued to be powerful, and in the blink of an eye, this illusory world was split in two.

Zhan Wuji's clothes hunted, and he returned to reality in an instant, and he saw the surrounding Peng birds flapping their wings, setting off a strong wind, one after another tanks rumbling, runes flashing in the air, white cloaks flying in the air, and various attacks roaring.

As the thought turned, in the [Origin Accumulation Gas Furnace] replica body, the man also opened his eyes, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

On his forehead, the runes were like breath, and the cold air around Zhan Wuji's body, like ice and snow meeting sunlight, melted away in an instant, and a feeling of extreme yang and heat rose from his body, like a streamer, floating in the cold current.

Whoosh ......

A huge blood-colored sword quickly took shape in the sky above him, exuding a force that destroyed the world and the earth.

With a single slash, it was like a piece of earth collapsing, and the scene was spectacular to the extreme. Wherever the sword light passed, all means of attack were slashed.

The vast darkness of the night was swept away.

In the distance, on the chariot pulled by the three-headed corpse Peng, Ji Lu leaned on the railing, wearing a snow-white robe, her face was like a crown of jade, and there was a creepy and gentle smile on her charming cheeks, she gently raised her arms and clasped her palms and said, "Good knife skills!"

After speaking, he stepped on the chariot, his figure flashed, and he came to Zhan Wuji.

Zhan Wuji did not hesitate, and the Nine Spirits Sword in his hand slashed out in an instant!

Sou!

With a flash of the sword, the sky was all red, and the surrounding scenery was like a tumbling sea of blood, rippling in circles, and then changing rapidly.

What caught his eye was the flowers and trees that he was familiar with, as well as the Biwu Courtyard, which he had been told to stay away from since he was a child.

Tree-lined and pavilion-styled.

The bell in the house is getting louder and louder, louder and louder, and more urgent.

The closed door opened with a bang under Zhan Wuji's foot.

"The ...... of this seat" At this moment, a voice came from inside.

The door was pushed open, and the scene inside was unobstructed, and a very familiar figure sat cross-legged, wearing a hood on his head and wearing a black power suit, like a black lotus flower blooming in the twilight.

Zhan Wuji walked forward quickly, released the [Seven Absolute Town Divine Scatter], and in the dust flying in the sky, Li Lieyue fell softly, and the curtain on her body also fell, revealing a delicate face, with the long black dress on her body, her skin was like snow and jade, and it was unbelievably beautiful.

Without hesitation, he stepped forward and approached quickly.

This picture, this sentence, this sentence, where have I heard it.

It's just that this tone, how strange does it sound?

Before the thought fell, Li Lieyue's appearance slowly changed into Ji Lu.

Before Zhan Wuji's outstretched hand could touch her clothes, a sword appeared in her hand and swung violently!

Laugh at!

Ji Lu was once again sliced in half, and the light of the knife raged in the retreat, his fingers popping out, tearing the illusory world apart.

Everything around is back to normal.

But he saw that around him, there were more than ten Supreme Elders of the Innate Sect, who were surrounding Zhan Wuji in the middle, stepping on a star one by one, pinching the Fa Duel.

This area has been shrouded in a dense chill at the moment, shrouded in a haze, blocking out the starlight and moonlight, making the area even darker.

The replica of the [Origin Qi Ding] floating in the void began to emit an overwhelming clicking sound, and cracks began to appear on the surface of the ancient and heavy giant ding.

Zhan Wuji immediately raised his hand and slashed at Ji Lu's head.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Ji Lu's mouth, his right hand was raised slightly, and in a graceful and accurate posture, he was sandwiched on the blade of the sword, and the other three fingers were like orchids, which looked particularly enchanting.

Zhan Wuji's sword containing great power was actually blocked by force, and it was difficult to advance a single bit.

He frowned slightly, feeling that something was wrong!