At this moment, Zhao Jing realized that something was wrong, and looked at Lu Jun, who was staying below and surrounded by the surging yellow spring, as if the Black Emperor had been reborn, and regarded it as unfathomable as an abyss.

The other party looked at ease, obviously not using all his strength.

He realized that no matter whether Lu Jun's hunting of the emperor was true or not, he couldn't beat it.

Whoa!

After Lu Jun broke the ancient tree of the galaxy, he went all out to control the monstrous Yellow Spring Ocean to burst out with a strong devouring force, blocking the surroundings, his eyes bloomed, and the black holes in the void collapsed everywhere.

Suddenly, Zhao Jing was in a precarious situation, constantly dodging, his heart was horizontal, urging the wind magic, and he actually broke free from the constraints of the Huangquan Forbidden Realm, turning into a ray of light and flying thousands of miles away.

Zhao Jing escaped!

The people of the Zhao clan who fled in the wilderness were dumbfounded.

"Hehehe, where do you want to escape?"

Lu Jun was unmoved, his face sneered, as soon as his thoughts moved, the vast spiritual power overflowed, and the silver light bloomed, opening up the void channel, forming a beam of light that landed on Zhao Jing on the other side.

In the future, Mo Fan's space system can't catch up with Zhao Jing, it doesn't mean that his space-time system can't catch up.

This is not over, Lu Jun's eyes flashed with strange brilliance, his body was full of dim luster, the silver vortex in front of him was affected, and the artistic conception of the white horse passing through the gap was revealed, and the surrounding scene was unpredictable, as if it was reversing rapidly.

Time Field! Go back in time!

Although this field is limited by the cultivation of the space-time system, it is difficult to have the effect of freezing time on enemies above the middle monarch, but it is also useful.

At this time, Zhao Jing, who was flying away in the void, noticed that the dark silver light around his body was shrouded, no matter how fast he flew, he seemed to stay in place, and he was far away from the demon capital in the distance, and the end of the world was close at hand.

That's right! Lu Jun casts the Void Channel, and once it is covered with the power of time, it will become a reverse teleportation.

Zhao Jing is like the monkey of Wuzhi Mountain, who can no longer escape from the palm of the Buddha.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Jun took a hundred miles in one step, shrunk into inches, his figure flickered strangely, and caught up with Zhao Jing in two or three steps, watching the purple man in front of him try to wave his wings but did not move an inch, and quietly held the Tai'a sword and slashed down.

Airplanes!

Zhao Jing's sense of danger was stimulated, and when he looked back, he saw Lu Jun tightly behind him, holding the divine sword to kill him, he couldn't help but be terrified, and shouted loudly: "This is impossible!" ”

The purple-haired youth turned his head dangerously, avoiding the sharp sword light, and almost dropped the entire first level.

"You forced me!"

Zhao Jing watched Lu Jun chase after the victory, gritted his teeth and said, a black weird sapling appeared in his palm, and the majestic plant-based magic energy poured in.

Life Drain! Soaring!

Boom, in an instant, a vast force rushed into the sky, forcibly repelling the approaching Lu Jun, and then the small black sapling swelled in the wind and turned into a giant tree.

Then a tree becomes a forest, and the crown of the pine of the sky forms a sea of trees in the air that is completely intertwined with branches, trunks, old vines, and large leaves, covering the sky and the sun in the true sense!

The figures of Zhao Jing and Lu Jun were engulfed by the giant wood world and disappeared without a trace!

At this moment, Lu Jun was entangled by the endless vines and branches around him, almost stuck in the depths of the quagmire, unable to move, no matter how many hundreds of millions of sword lights around him were slashed.

Fortunately, his expression was calm, he didn't panic, the corners of his mouth outlined a trace of arc, and he sneered: "Shenmujing, it's finally been shown." ”

At the same time, Zhao Jing was also coerced by the infinite branches and vines, but with the help of super high plant magic, he controlled the ancient tree, easily broke free, and hid in a corner of the giant tree world.

Seeing Lu Jun's figure disappear, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and whispered viciously: "You forced me." ”

Shenmu Well is a black forbidden place somewhere in Kunlun, Jiuzhou, this forbidden place that even the Demon Empire does not dare to set foot in easily, and I don't know how many powerful creatures are devoured every year......

At that time, if it weren't for his teacher Mu Forbidden Spell Yongzun taking him, I don't know how many times he would have died inside.

Even so, the forbidden spell mage Yongzun almost fell in the Shenmu Well......

Zhao Jing himself didn't dare to study Shenmujing in depth, but his teacher Yongzun gave him two treasures in the black forbidden land.

One is the demon seedling that can shake the red galaxy before, and the other is this [Shenmu Well Miao].

The former, Zhao Jing, is still slowly cultivating, trying to make it grow into a real evil strain, which can bring him even more terrifying destructive power.

The latter Zhao Jing never dared to use it casually, he was afraid that one day he would be swept into the Shenmu Well, and then he would never want to come out of it.

Although this Shenmu Well is only a seedling, and it cannot be compared with the mature Shenmu Well in the forbidden land, the possibility of coming out of it alive under the forbidden spell is almost zero......

Zhao Jing sneered: "Hehe, Lu Jun, there are many unknown forces in the world, even if it is peerless, it is not necessary to die!" ”

簌簌簌簌......

Suddenly, Zhao Jing heard a strange sound, which sounded like the trees had been pulled apart, and something was approaching.

Soon he reacted, realized that something was wrong, and said angrily: "Bastard, you even dare to swallow the master!" ”

Zhao Jing urged the magic of animals and plants and forcibly reprimanded Shenmujing, but as time went by, it gradually became ineffective.

He showed fear and was about to turn away, but he was shocked to find that the ancient trees in all directions had been activated, and the wooden vine branches had turned into terrifying ghost hands, grabbed him, and pulled him deeper.

"Nope! No! No!! ”

Seeing this, Zhao Jing struggled violently and panicked.

On the other side, Lu Jun looked around at the Ancient Tree World, his face was calm, the perception of the spiritual power of the Eight Realms was completely confused here, and there were danger signals everywhere.

When he looked up, the sunlight that had been shining in gradually faded, and finally fell into eternal darkness, which meant that the Shenmu Well was growing and expanding rapidly, engulfing itself.

Lu Jun didn't have the slightest fear, causing this situation, forcing out Zhao Jing's duel was intentional on his part, otherwise he would have already turned into a god state and killed the other party with two or three punches.

He has always been very curious about Shenmujing, which can reflect the death of all living beings in the world, even the emperor is no exception, burying the corpses of the past and present, there is a little bit of reincarnation lake, the taste of the cycle of life and death.

And the powerful curse power can be said to be a prophecy to determine the outcome, once the state of death is locked, it will not be able to avoid falling.

It's weirder and tougher than the Nailhead Seven Arrows Book.

Lu Jun's curse system has been cultivated to the second level, and the specific effect of the second level of the Book of Life and Death has not been determined, and the moment he met Zhao Jing, he had an idea.

He naturally didn't dare to provoke the complete Shenmu Well forbidden land, and he was taboo one or two, but a seedling, no longer talking.

Buzz!

As Lu Jun pondered, strange faces grew from the ancient trees around him, and thousands of rattan branches and leaves transformed into pitch-black ghost hands, pouring in endlessly.

He didn't care, let the ghost hand grasp it, and walked step by step into obedience to the tearing force.

(End of chapter)