The Nine Tribulations Immortal Light is infinitely powerful.

With the use of Tribulation Light, nine different colors of light rushed out of his body, which actually gave him a sense of awe-inspiring and inviolable sacredness despite his spiteful expression.

Nine kinds of innate divine light surrounded Jie Guang's body like a dragon, making his whole body shine brightly.

Finally, the nine kinds of divine light merged together and turned into a majestic and unusual divine ring, like a blazing sun, hanging in the sky, with the calamity light at the center, shining brightly and astonishingly across the nine heavens.

This scene is really shocking. A world-shattering divine ring is composed of nine divine lights, fused together, exuding the aura of immortality. One of them is like an independent person, looking at the world, giving people a feeling of invincibility.

The feeling of being invincible in the world.

This scene shocked even Wuming. At this time, the calamity light was all over his body, and there was a huge divine ring surrounding his body, making him look like an immortal god standing in the realm of immortal gods, with the aura of immortal gods exuding from his body.

, the body is covered with mist, sacred and indescribable, and the aura is extremely amazing.

"Buzz!"

Astonishing fluctuations dissipated, the divine ring of nine kinds of divine light rushed towards Wuming, and quickly shrank. Finally, it seemed to turn into a headband, to be put on Wuming's head, enslaving his body and soul.

However, the sword energy was vast for three thousand feet. Wuming waved the soul-killing knife, and sword energy rushed out one after another, like big rivers, surging towards the calamity light, like a world-destroying flood.

At this moment, he activated the power of the Soul-Destroying Sword to the extreme, which was also the extreme that he could activate. The energy of the sword filled the void, shattered everything, and killed everything.

Under the sweep of such sword energy, the nine heavens and the earth trembled, and a large area of ​​​​the void collapsed. It was simply unbearable.

A bang sound came, and the divine ring was hacked away by Wuming with the Soul-Destroying Knife. The power of the Soul-Destroying Knife remained unabated, with the sword energy in front and the Soul-Destroying Knife body behind, and it struck at the calamity light again. There was a kind of devastating power.

Invincible momentum.

The calamity light roared, and he resisted with all his life. He didn't want to be hit by the soul-destroying knife for the second time. He waved his hands forward, and the nine calamity fairy lights destroyed the sky and the earth, with invincible power.

However, under Wuming's urging, the Soul-Destroying Sword destroyed everything along the way, as if it was creating the world. Not only did it extinguish the Nine Tribulations Immortal Light, but it also struck the body of the Tribulation Light mercilessly.

This sword was an explosion of Wuming's full strength. He demonstrated the overwhelming power of the sword to its fullest, which was no less than the most powerful offensive technique in the world.

"puff!"

Just like the sound of leather being cut, Jie Guang's body was split into two by the soul-destroying knife, and it was cut in an instant like an iron knife cutting tofu.

For a moment, Jie Guang's screams resounded across the sky. He looked at Wu Ming full of resentment and said, "You won't survive. You will eventually become one of us."

In this vicious voice, Jie Guang's severed body disintegrated and turned into gray-black mist, which suddenly dispersed.

At the same time, his remaining will disappeared into thin air and was completely destroyed by the Soul-Destroying Knife, leaving nothing behind.

Calm has returned here, and all the ghosts are hidden in the gray-black undead ghost mist, as if they have left. At the same time, the oppressive coldness slowly dissipates, as if nothing happened.

However, Wuming's expression did not dare to relax at all, because the mist of undead ghosts did not dissipate. On the contrary, it became more intense, as if it was accumulating.

Power, giving people a sense of depression and urgency that a storm is coming.

Wuming looked around silently. Although he had just fought a battle with Jie Guang's remaining will and finally won, he knew that this was just an appetizer. The real terror was yet to come.

Therefore, Wuming felt very depressed and uncomfortable right now, as if a huge mountain was pressing down on him, making him feel like he couldn't breathe.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Suddenly, there were bursts of sound piercing the air in the distance, and figures as dense as locusts came here from all directions, with a look of surprise on everyone's face.

These people had just been alarmed, and they rushed here specifically to find out what happened here, which led to the strange situation of the sky being as red as blood and blood raining all over the sky.

But when people came here, they only saw the four of them, Ji Feng, and the rest was the undead ghost mist that was as rich as ink.

People are also unfamiliar with the ghost mist of the undead, because since ancient times, the ghost mist of the undead has appeared only a handful of times, so how can people recognize it.

However, people can feel the terror of the undead ghost mist. Although the resentment and ghostly shadows disappear, and the cold atmosphere weakens, out of instinct, people still feel a great terror.

This feeling is just like animals are born with a fear of thunder and lightning. It is a feeling that is innate in the bones. It does not mean that you can ignore it if you want to.

At the same time, people were also surprised that Ji Feng and the four of them were here, and they couldn't help but guess, could Wuming be here too?

"Wu Ming is indeed here. He is in the mist. I can feel his breath. It's not obvious, if it's there or not." Daozi said.

After Long Aotian and others died, they were still the first people to enter the Qitian realm, and there were only a few left, and Daozi was undoubtedly one of these few.

When people heard him speak, they naturally had no doubts. They all felt it carefully. At the same time, they also speculated whether the situation just now was caused by Wu Ming.

Because only his monster-like existence can cause such weird and amazing things.

After all, he seems to have never stopped since his debut. Wherever he is, there are always fights and fights.

As for amazing things, it is inevitable. It is like a big whirlpool, attracting the attention of everyone in the contemporary era, and at the same time, it also leads the trend of this era.

"Brother Jifeng, what happened?" Daozi and others came to the front of Jifeng and the others. When they said this, they couldn't help but look at the Demon Ancestor a few more times.

After all, the current body of Demon Ancestor is the body of the former Demon Tuo. Although this body has been subtly transformed by him after he took possession of it, the general appearance has not changed much.

"In order to prevent Wuming from continuing to live, Heaven has blocked him. The gray-black mist you see now is called the undead ghost mist. It is the same level of power as the thunder calamity. It is extremely terrifying." Ji Feng said solemnly.

He said, not hiding anything.

At this time, it would be useless even if he concealed it. He might as well tell the truth, which would appear to be aboveboard.

Furthermore, based on his treatment of Daozi and others,

Understand that Daozi and the others will not do anything extraordinary to disturb Wuming, and even if they really want to do that, I'm afraid it will be difficult to do so.

At the moment, the undead ghost fog surrounds Wuming, like a natural chasm that is difficult for birds to cross, separating Wuming and them in two places. With the current strength of Daozi and the others, it is impossible to rush through.

Because this undead ghost mist contains great terror, just like deadly poison, if you touch it, you will die.

"Did Brother Wuming really find a way to solve the injury at the origin of life?" Daozi and others were shocked, and naturally heard the deep meaning in Jifeng's words.

Because apart from that, they couldn't think of any other reason. This undead ghost mist was an obstacle sent down by heaven, not that it was someone's obstacle to Wuming.

"That's right, he has found a way." Jifeng said with determination.

Guessing is a feeling, but being confirmed is another feeling.

At this time, after receiving confirmation from Ji Feng, everyone felt an incredible dreamy feeling. Wuming could actually cure the wounds at the origin of life. This was really amazing and terrifying.

Is he a human being?

At this moment, while people were shocked, they also had doubts in their hearts, that is, whether Wuming is a human being, and if so, how can he solve the injury at the origin of life? This has stumped generations of people.

If it could really be cured, so many outstanding geniuses would not have died since ancient times.

Thinking of this, people's minds were filled with unreal feelings. The complex and dumbfounded look displayed at this moment was as if someone had cast a body-holding technique to freeze them.

As for the few people with advanced cultivation and extremely strong mentality such as Daozi, they were all shocked and speechless at this time. They opened their mouths many times, but in the end nothing came out.

Because the shock caused by this incident has made people lose the ability to speak, and this shock cannot be expressed by words alone.

Regarding the shock of the people outside, although Wuming had made some guesses, he did not have the free time to think about it at this time. He stared closely at the surroundings of his body, with a serious and nervous look on his face, like a bird caught in a fog.

Like a lost lamb who can never find his way back.

In order to prevent himself from being invaded by the mist of undead ghosts, the Cauldron of All Things has been suspended above his head since he sacrificed it, like a scorching sun hanging high in the sky, shining in all kinds of places three feet away from his body.

brightly lit.

At the same time, the cauldron of all things also lowered its light curtain, protecting his body well. His whole figure looked like a Bodhisattva walking in the land of salmon, with a solemn and solemn appearance.

"Buzz!"

Inexplicable fluctuations were heard, and the undead ghost mist that had been only surging and making no other movements appeared in a different situation.

The ink-like clouds and mist were billowing up, as if an unparalleled demon was awakening and was about to stir up trouble, giving people an unspeakable feeling of depression.

"Buzz!"

It was at this time that a light appeared in the mist of undead ghosts, like the flickering light of an oil lamp, or like the will-o'-the-wisps that often appear in cemeteries. Although it was not very powerful, it was enough to illuminate the place.
Chapter completed!