Section 4 Transmission in the air consumes mental energy, and the shadow reappears and does not dare to move
It was dark because the night pearl was shattered. The night pearl with the pen and fun pavilion www.biquge.info intact can shine dazzling light in the dark night, but the broken night pearl will no longer have any luster, even if this is a unique and rare night pearl in the world.
The reincarnation hall suddenly fell into darkness, and he couldn't see his five fingers. In my ears, I can occasionally hear the sound of the spatial cracks outside the main hall, constantly roaring and raging, trying to encroach on the outer wall of the reincarnation hall.
"Do you think that in this way, you will be able to hide? You are so brainless, really too brainless, do you think that you can avoid my killing with this method?"
Darkness does not mean that Ziyi Hongjun has no way to see everything around him. With a thought, the rich purple light lit up again, illuminating the entire body of this reincarnation hall that would not be long before it collapsed.
"In this case, don't even think about running away. With a chuckle, Ziyi Hongjun shook his head from side to side and began to look around.
His face, like his mood, suddenly became cold, and it was still very cold.
When I looked around, I didn't see a single figure. Including the Reincarnation Sect Ancestor and Mo Yin, who were seriously injured by him, who should have lost their ability to move.
"Overhead!" The purple-clothed Hongjun, who reacted in time, looked up, and where the night pearl was shattered, only the figure of the Rakshasa was still in the reincarnation hall, and in front of him was the broken wall of the hall, and the cracks in the space outside were clearly visible.
"Hmph, I've run four, I'll take you to the next step!" Not to be outdone, the purple-clothed Hongjun rushed upwards at a very fast speed, striving to take it down before the Rakshasa left.
"If I want to let them go, it's up to you, how can you stop it? Let fate do it itself!"
The familiar tone suddenly troubled Ziyi Hongjun. He seemed to have heard such a voice there, and he didn't seem to remember it, but in short, a premonition of not being good came to his mind.
Rakshasa turned his head, and what he was holding in his hand was the demonic scimitar that he was all too familiar with. It was this scimitar that had caused irreparable damage to his body.
The person who looked back was obviously a rakshasa, but the feeling he gave him was definitely not the person he didn't take in his eyes just now. One of the veins in Rakshasa's right arm had been almost destroyed, and it was absolutely impossible to grasp the somewhat heavy demonic scimitar so easily.
Grabbing the demonic scimitar, the Rakshasa gives people the feeling that it is no longer a wounded person, but a knife, a razor, incomparably sharp, indomitable, and incomparable knife!
"You, who are you?!" seemed to vaguely remember, this person was the one who impressed him the most except for the Great Dao!
Rakshasa was wearing a hat, and there was no way for Purple Hongjun to see his expression, but Purple Hongjun felt that Rakshasa was laughing, and he was laughing very weirdly, weird and terrifying.
The hand holding the demonic scimitar gestured lightly and dexterously, and under the control of the hand, the demonic scimitar floated up and down, drawing a strange track.
"Eight swords come out, the sky turns!" The voice he heard again was not from the Rakshasas, but the voice that made him fear in his heart and didn't want to face it.
Eight swords, in the eyes of the purple-clothed Hongjun, there is nothing left, except for the domineering sword aura of these eight swords.
Heavenly Dao Falun, shattered! Purple energy, shattered!
Everything that stood in the way between these eight domineering sword qi was completely shattered!
Under these eight sword qi, Ziyi Hongjun was completely stunned. These eight knives, these eight knives, successfully and thoroughly aroused the long-dormant and deepest fear that he had been hiding in his heart for a long time.
Frightened, shocked, and forgetting to manipulate their bodies. As for the instinctive reaction? This body did not belong to Xuanzun at all, but to Hongjun Dao Ancestor, how could he still have an instinctive reaction?
Watching these eight terrifying sword qi fall, they fell in front of his eyes.
The knife qi was only one centimeter away from the corner of his eye.
Stopped.
It's not the stop of time, it's the stop of the sword energy.
This trick "Eight knives out of the end of the firmament", just like a fake and shoddy product, at the most critical juncture, lost his due power.
"Whew, whew!" Ziyi Hongjun gasped like crazy, but he still maintained his previous way and did not dare to move, until the eight sword qi slowly changed from static to invisible.
Walking before the ghost gate, in another sense, this reincarnation hall, in a sense, can be regarded as a ghost gate.
After a long time, Ziyi Hongjun reacted, but unfortunately, this reincarnation hall was already empty.
Even if he wasn't dead, he would never be here intact. The various forbidden formations in the Tianluo Peerless Domain were enough to consume him there!'
'Demon knife, that feeling just now, is definitely that the stinky boy of Rakshasa has lost control of the knife, resulting in the consequences of using the knife to control people. Hmph, the hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff, I can't imagine that you are almost dead in the demon night, and you are left to deal with me. ’
No matter how much you use your sword to control people, Rakshasa's own strength is too poor, and doing so is the limit. No wonder, it's not that he can let me go, it's that his domineering strength is old, and he doesn't have the ability to continue killing me at all. ’
'Well, let you live for a while! for a while! Next time, you won't have such good luck!'
Looking at the surrounding walls, which could not be supported at any time because of the dilapidation, Ziyi Hongjun unwillingly flicked his sleeve robe, and suddenly collapsed to the ground.
In the Chaotic Void Universe, in the central world, Xuanzun, who had killed a "humanoid sculpture" because of excessive anger, was stunned on the spot for two seconds, and after twitching up and down for several seconds, he spit out a mouthful of red blood in some pain.
"It's really a lot of effort to use the doppelganger of the primordial god to control the earth star. True Ancestor's cultivation was transported to the past, and it was almost consumed by such a distant interval. If it weren't for the old immortal who passed on so much mana to me, I really wouldn't be able to cope with it. ”
"What about the demon night? Now the deity is also a true ancestor, and you are also a true ancestor, even if you appear in front of the deity in person, the deity may not be afraid of you. The deity is not the old immortal who has no head and no brains, and eats the ancients, so easy for you to be injured!"
After breathing casually, recovering his state and energy a little, Xuanzun did not linger in this place, but left quickly. Because he found out, it seems that there are more important things waiting for him.