Wuming used the great magical power of the Eighteenth Level of Hell, and an unmatched vast force broke out, as if it could suppress the world inside and outside, making everyone tremble with fear.

However, this is only a preliminary manifestation of the eighteen levels of hell that have not yet fully erupted.

But what has to be said is that even if the Eighteen Levels of Hell have not completely erupted, the immeasurable power of Hell still makes people feel helpless to resist, as if they are about to face the suppression of the Eighteen Heavens.

I feel frightened and restless inside, with overwhelming thoughts of despair.

From ancient times to the present, anyone who can show this kind of power must have the lowest level of cultivation in the Qitian realm, because only the Qitian realm can open up his own cave.

At present, with the Eighteen Levels of Hell, Wuming has not yet opened his own cave, but he still has the vast power of the eighteen caves, which makes him feel like his own combat power has suddenly exploded eighteen times.

This is daunting and unimaginable.

"Rumble..."

The sky and the earth are shaking, chaos energy is pouring out, and the eighteen levels of hell are suppressing forward to suppress all enemies. It is like the wheel of history, an irresistible and invincible trend, which makes these geniuses who are resurrected from the dead feel a kind of shock.

Feeling of fear.

They have always thought that they are the true supreme genius and the invincible existence in the world. However, after seeing the nameless terror today, they have truly seen what it means to be beyond the sky and there are people outside the world.

Just now, Wuming resisted all their attacks without any harm. At the same time, he quickly approached the Divine Bow King and killed him. This was not something that ordinary people could do.

In a fleeting time, keeping the initiative on the battlefield firmly in your own hands from beginning to end requires not only keen insight, but also unique combat skills, and of course a certain amount of luck. It can be said that

The weather, the right location, and the right people are all indispensable.

Now, even if Wuming is asked to do it all over again, I'm afraid it will be difficult to do it again.

"If we attack together, I don't believe we can't kill him, a dying man!" Qilin let out a roar, and the sound waves surged across the world, like rolling waves, surging and tearing the sky into pieces.

At this moment, it fully displayed its strength as the King of Beasts. It was obviously just a roar, but it was no less than the innate magical power of the Red-Eyed Bull Demon King - a world-beating roar.

The next moment, nearly a hundred attacks hit Wuming. A terrifying aura surged across the world, and destructive air currents impacted wantonly, smashing the world into pieces. Chaos energy surged out, colliding with the most amazing colors in the world.

However, Wuming smiled contemptuously, and then activated all the power of the eighteen levels of hell. The eighteen levels of hell transformed into a black hole, swallowing everything, not even the chaotic energy emerging from the cracks in space.

However, it cannot be said that Wuming is really invincible and cannot compete. With the joint attack of nearly a hundred geniuses including Qilin, the Eighteen Levels of Hell gradually became unsustainable after the initial effect.

After absorbing so much energy, the Eighteen Levels of Hell were as if they had eaten too much and were being held up. The eighteen planes of space expanded rapidly. In the end, they finally failed and exploded with a bang.

In an instant, the earth was turned upside down, and vast waves swept in all directions, impacting everyone on the battlefield. They were like catkins in the wind, unable to control their figures flying behind.

"Die!"

But what no one expected was that Wuming, who was also thrown away, quickly stabilized his figure, displayed the ultimate speed of heaven, and instantly

Arriving in front of Qilin.

The Demon Slayer, one of the Nine Sanshou, was struck by it and instantly turned into a Demon Slayer blade, directly cutting off the huge mountain-like head of Qilin.

For a moment, the sky and the earth were filled with blood, and it was extremely miserable. The Kirin was not completely dead, but it was only one step away from death. It was full of fear and wanted to escape.

But at this moment, the Cauldron of All Things suspended above Wuming's head suddenly turned upside down. The starlight at the mouth of the cauldron rotated, as if it contained an ancient star field. The swallowing power burst out in an instant, directly swallowing Qilin's body.

The head and body were sucked in.

The endless terror broke out, it was the power of all things, and it directly wiped out the remaining vitality of Qilin.

Nothing remains.

Wuming still wanted to take action, but there was no chance. Someone had already stabilized his body, stirring up the overwhelming resentment, turning into a stream of resentment and rolling towards his body. The resentment in it made the world lose its color on the spot.

"River of Time!"

Wuming raised his hand and waved his palm, and the river of time surged out. After circling his body, it rushed out of his palm in an instant, like a big dragon, with a roaring sound of water waves and monstrous power.

Then he collided with Pi Lian, who was filled with resentment.

The River of Time is a trick that Wuming realized by chance when he just understood the laws of time and heaven. Billions of creatures are rising and falling in it, making it look like a river of destiny. There are hundreds of millions of creatures with different appearances in it.

kind of mood.

"Bang!"

There was a dull sound like the collision of water waves. When the river of time and the intention of resentment collided together, human faces burst out in an instant. Some came from the river of time and had various appearances, and some came from the intention of resentment.

Practice, but they are all resentments under different resentments of the same person.

This weird scene made everyone feel chills all over, even the geniuses from all eras who fought against Wuming were no exception. No matter how they were beaten back and forth, even the face was punched out. This was not an energy flow, or

Are they fragments of the Tao, or are they various divine lights? This is really too scary and weird.

However, the most terrifying part is yet to come. Under the confrontation between the River of Time and Pilian of Resentment, the River of Time slowly gained the upper hand, and actually swallowed Pilian of Resentment like a snake swallowing a snake.

Under the invasion of the power of time, the deep resentment contained in the resentment seemed to have reached the end of life, dust returned to dust, dust returned to dust, and finally, it completely disappeared.

As the resentment disappeared, the aura of the genius also dropped to the extreme in an instant. The reason why they survived and appeared was because his remnant soul was filled with resentment that ordinary people could not imagine.

Now, the resentment supported by his energy and spirit has been greatly reduced, and his aura has inevitably become weaker.

Feeling this situation, Wuming, who was still feeling heavy, suddenly felt a sense of joy. As he stretched out his hands, under the roaring sound of the river, the river of time instantly became larger, like a winding river that has traveled thousands of miles.

Like a Milky Way, it appeared in the sky instantly.

For a time, people saw the appearance of various creatures here. They were bound in the river, trying to break free but unable to break free. Some had sad faces, some had happy faces, and some were filled with anger...

…

These human faces rose and fell with the rippling of the river, sometimes appearing in front of everyone, and sometimes sinking into the water. The strange situation made everyone present feel numb in their scalps and feel chills in their hearts.

"ah……"

in the river of time

Under the attack of the power of time, screams were heard one after another. Whenever the genius was touched by the water of the time river, wisps of green smoke emerged from their bodies. The green smoke transformed into their own appearance, and their resentment was swept away.

It was purified continuously.

The resentment was purified, and the auras of these geniuses suddenly dropped by a level. They all seemed to be as strong as before, but in fact they were already strong on the outside, and it was not an exaggeration to call them paper tigers.

Wuming was very happy about this and took advantage of this opportunity to take action quickly.

Under his control, the River of Time became his main means of attack. The Eighteen Levels of Hell, the magical power of transformation, the Nine Sanshou, the nine-character Taoist mantra, as well as the power of various laws and the power of fusion laws, all became auxiliary

.

In addition, he also used six other soldiers besides the Cauldron of All Things, the Sky-Splitting Sword and the Soul-Destroying Sword to frantically attack and kill the various geniuses who had been entangled and weakened by the River of Time.

For a time, all the geniuses who were brutally ravaged by unknown people were full of resentment and hatred.

However, under the mighty power of time, the resentment and hatred were quickly wiped away, because there is no truly immortal existence in this world, and under the power of time, everything will return to dust.

Wuming transformed into the God of Death and killed powerful geniuses one after another. The number of people he killed was originally more than a hundred, but the number he killed was drastically reduced, and a large number of them were beheaded.

But the good times didn't last long, and the problem Wuming was most worried about suddenly happened.

As his vitality continued to be consumed, the injuries at the origin of his life worsened. He, who was originally killing everyone, suddenly vomited blood and his breath became low. In this situation, he was also powerless and wanted to

Nothing can stop it.

In addition, his hair also withered instantly, and he looked like he was in his early twenties. In an instant, he had aged to the extreme, like a dying old man, who could not even stand still.

He tried his best to straighten his waist, but he couldn't do it at all. His bent waist looked like it had been crushed after years of hard work.

The strong wind caused by the energy fluctuation blew by, and the withered yellow hair on his head fell off strands and floated around with the wind. Along with him making a low coughing sound, the blood he spat out was also mixed with the fallen teeth.

Shocking.

After his condition completely stabilized, he couldn't even maintain the river of time. He slowly fell from the air to the ground. His face was old, like wrinkled orange peel, and his cloudy eyes were filled with eye drops.

, almost sealed his eyes, making everything he could see blurry.

"Am I going to die?" Wuming made a low and hoarse voice, as if there was a mouthful of rough sand in his mouth, harsh and unpleasant.

Seeing him change into this appearance in just a short moment, Ji Feng and others in the distance were all frightened, and they stepped forward one by one to save him.

However, Wuming, who had blurred vision and hearing, seemed to have feelings in his heart. He tried his best to raise his right hand, waved it tremblingly, and said out of breath: "Don't come here, none of you.

"

His voice was as thin as a mosquito, and even he himself couldn't hear it clearly. As for Ji Feng and the others who were hundreds of miles apart, they couldn't hear it. The reason why they stopped was just that

Because they guessed the meaning of what Wuming said through the shape of his lips just now.

Otherwise, given the relationship between Ji Feng and Wu Ming, they might really come over.
Chapter completed!