Immediately, I saw the "Five Plagues" ancestor, his palm raised, pointing to Zhan Wuji not far away.

Blue, yellow, red, red, white, black, five-colored smoke, emerging from nothingness!

The mist was like nothing, intertwined, forming skulls the thickness of fingers, intertwined with each other, like a huge net, with an infinite miserable scream, towards Zhan Wuji!

Zhan Wuji's voice instantly became cold and majestic: "Reverse!"

At this moment, the rules of the whole world changed.

The colorful smoke net of the "Five Plagues" ancestor suddenly froze in mid-air, and he could neither move forward nor retreat.

Whoosh ......

The sharp blade cut through the sky, blood splattered, and above the blade of Zhan Wuji, cold swords burst out.

In an instant, the red sky dome was like a tide, sparkling, sword light rushing, and the cold was howling, like a monstrous wave, sweeping towards the "Five Plagues" ancestor.

The "Five Plagues" old Taoist stood in the void, his gray robe flying, and he pinched a simple handprint.

The color of those sword lights coming at him instantly became deep, from crimson to crimson, like lifeless blood, under the dim sky, it was almost pitch black. The sword light froze slightly, and then, all collapsed!

The dark red tide, like a mountain, swept away in all directions.

"Five Plagues" Lao Dao pinched a seal again, Zhan Wuji suddenly felt that his eyes were numb, and red hairs grew in his eyes, exuding a cold and shriveled smell, he couldn't see anything for the time being, these red hairs, starting from his eye sockets, quickly spread to all parts of his body.

In just the blink of an eye, Zhan Wuji's entire person was wrapped in a thick red hair, looking like a beast.

Cold, crazy, resentful, violent...... There was a frenzy in his mind, as if it was going to crush all his reason and feelings, and turn him into a bloodthirsty beast!

With the blessing of the Last Dao Tilting Immortal Technique, Zhan Wuji's entire person's momentum once again climbed to a new height, approaching the Tribulation!

Feeling the boundless killing and madness, rolling in his mind, a trace of hideous blood light appeared in his pupils, and as soon as his mind turned, countless fine symbols appeared in his pupils, instantly engulfing the monstrous killing intent, and the momentum of the whole person became a little stronger.

It's a dream curse!

Taking advantage of this gap, he immediately calmed down, ignoring his wounds, his hands were sealed, and there were words in his mouth: "Everyone......"

Before Zhan Wuji finished speaking, he felt a feeling of extreme danger, as if it was a life-and-death situation, and in an instant, he did not hesitate, and the Nine Soul Sword slashed down.

Boom!

The loud sound of metal colliding spread to the surroundings like water waves, and the space was distorted and shattered in circles, Zhan Wuji felt a majestic force on the Nine Spirits Knife attacking, making his arms numb for a while, at this time, his eyes could no longer see anything, but his spiritual consciousness still clearly felt that the place where the Nine Spirits Knife was split was the five-colored net that he had frozen with the way of "reverse"!

If he had just urged the supernatural power again, I am afraid that at this time, he would be trapped in this net of heaven and earth!

Zhan Wuji frowned suddenly, the attack speed of this "Five Plagues" Ancestor was too fast, and he had to do his best to resist the opponent's attack, and he didn't even have time to transform into Mo Lilan and use his magical powers!

This is the crushing of the realm!

Be sure to get seriously injured!

Only by urging the power of the [Last Heavenly God] to the level of being close to the immortal law can he have a chance to win!

As soon as the thought flashed, Zhan Wuji's voice became ethereal: "Everyone!"

Countless replicas of the ancestral sword reappeared in mid-air, the blades were as cold as ice, and in the flow, pieces of silver scales were like rushing rivers.

The sword river fell in unison, like a waterfall, but this time, its object was not the "Five Plagues" ancestor, but Zhan Wuji himself!

Sneer......

A sharp voice came out, and then blood splattered out, turning into flesh and blood flying in the sky, just for a moment, Zhan Wuji was injured by his own rules, and his life force was frantically consumed, and his life force was constantly dissipating until it disappeared completely.

However, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds!

At this moment, the robe on his body hunted, the sleeves swelled to the limit, and a new force poured out of his body, and the momentum on his body skyrocketed, as if he had broken through an insurmountable chasm and reached the period of tribulation!

There isn't much time left!

If it goes on like this, it will take a few breaths, otherwise, he will really be killed by himself!

Zhan Wuji immediately looked up at the "Five Plagues" Ancestor, and in an instant, an incomparable terrifying sword aura soared into the sky!

The "Five Plagues" Ancestor looked at the momentum on Zhan Wuji's body, and suddenly skyrocketed, almost the same as his strength at the moment, and his expression was not moved in the slightest, this kind of temporarily skyrocketing cultivation is not a catastrophe after all!

However, the spell cast by this afterlife is extraordinary.

However, just when he wanted to do it again.

"Boom!"

A deafening roar of thunder rang out, and a thick purple lightning bolt pierced the sky, splitting the sky in half.

In the dark clouds, the thunder flashed, like a vast ocean, and the sky was monstrous, as if to completely resolve this catastrophe!

Seeing this, the "Five Plagues" Ancestor was also furious, he had clearly interrupted the method of fighting Wuji, why is this calamity not over yet?!

Oops!

This Dao Tribulation is a battle of life and death again and again!

He had already reached the Tribulation Realm more than a thousand years ago, and seventy-seven years later, he experienced his first Heavenly Tribulation, at that time, the sky was full of dark clouds, thunder roared, thunder roared, that scene, he still remembers it clearly!

At that time, he was already dying, and almost all his means, all hole cards, and all accumulations were used up...... That's it!

After a few times, the ancestors of the "Five Plagues" were all injured and injured desperately in order to survive this catastrophe.

A few times, if it wasn't for his good luck, I was afraid that he would have died in Huangquan!

At the end of each trip, he would retreat in a secret place.

The nine major sects have been passed down for a long time, and every hidden place has been passed down from generation to generation, which is of great help to those who practice.

With the resources provided by the sect, he would be able to recover in more than a hundred years.

Wait for the injuries to heal, consolidate the realm, and then prepare for tens of thousands of years to survive the next Dao Tribulation.

Therefore, if you want to postpone the seventy-seven-year tribulation to one hundred and fifty years, or even two hundred years, it will be enough!

And this time, it's less than a hundred years!

The injuries he left behind during the Dao Tribulation have not fully recovered yet!

Thinking of this, the "Five Plagues" ancestor immediately took out a bronze bell from his arms, which was as big as a head.