In the sky of the chaotic world, white clouds pile up and are endlessly thick.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and suddenly the clouds turned and the mist swayed, and in the center of the clouds, a majestic and majestic black mountain peak stood faintly.
This mountain peak is extremely majestic, standing like a sword, pointing to the sky. A cloud platform is formed at the bottom of the mountain. The word "天下" is written on the archway of the mountain gate. The font is elegant and elegant, surrounded by white clouds. It contains a majestic and elegant atmosphere.
Magnificent and heroic.
At this time, in the center of the mountain peak, in the shimmering cave, Zhu Jiu used his Tao power to form a cocoon and sat cross-legged in it, with the Dharma spinning around him and chaos dispersing.
Suddenly, there was a soft crackling sound, and a gap opened in the cocoon wrapping Zhu Jiu.
The next moment, the Dao cocoon disintegrated silently, turning into runes all over the sky, connected in parallel with each other, like a long river of runes, surging into Zhu Jiu's body as he sat cross-legged in the sky.
His expression is solemn, his body is covered with mysterious light, and his energy is like the sound of the roaring river and sea, which is gradually converging and turning into a low tone.
After a moment, he opened his eyes, and instantly two rays of energy shot out, seemingly able to penetrate the illusion and fog and look directly at the source of the great avenue.
Zhu Jiu's eyes closed, and there was a strange scene in which the runes were flickering.
Zhu Jiu looked inside the body and found that the damage to the chest had been completely recovered. However, the location on the back where the Panlong Seal was directly bombarded was still suffering from stubborn diseases. Although the broken bones had been healed and seemed to be healed, in fact, the flesh and veins were still damaged.
There is still a hidden evil force that cannot be eradicated.
"This residual energy is like a curse. There is an invisible secret force that lasts for a long time. If I fight with others and get injured again, this mysterious energy will definitely reappear, take the opportunity to grow, come out to cause chaos, and destroy the vitality in the body.
.If you want to completely remove it, you have to drag Daoliu and wash it for a long time. The combat strength has been completely restored."
Zhu Jiu's eyes were shining brightly, and he whispered to himself softly, his eyes showing thoughtfulness.
Later, Zhu Jiu stretched out his fingers and wrote in the air, forming a series of gleaming handwritten sacred texts with the word "press".
On his other hand, which was engraved with inscriptions, a vortex of golden light formed in the palm of his hand, rotating slowly. Every time Zhu Jiu completed the handwritten divine inscriptions, the vortex would absorb them and accumulate them.
In the inscription on the metacarpal bone.
Gradually, more and more handwritten words with the word "press" shone with golden light. Like a small river of light, trickling down, watering into Zhu Jiu's palm.
He carved the hand with the inscription, and the golden light became brighter and brighter, slowly creating an aura that overshadowed all things. The palm of his hand was filled with mist and white, as if he was holding up a world in which chaos had just begun to emerge.
The purpose of Zhu Jiu's doing this was not only to enhance the power of the words pressed on his palms, but also to use the golden light distributed from the metacarpal bones to circulate around the bones of the body and further suppress the injuries that had not yet been cleared in the body.
While Zhu Jiu was healing and practicing in the cave, outside the Tomb Mountain area, more and more cultivators gathered in recent days, and the occasion was unprecedented.
While countless cultivators were discussing fervently, they all looked at the rune light wall that connected the sky and the earth and enveloped the entire tomb mountain area with piercing eyes. The images on it were flowing, reflecting the tomb mountains one after another.
In the domain, there is a fierce collision of genius killing scenes.
The geniuses in some pictures show unparalleled strength and magical powers. They burst out with bright light, are gorgeous and exquisite, piercing the human eye, and their shocking magic methods constantly arouse the shouts and excitement of many cultivators.
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"Have you noticed that Zhu Jiu, who has attracted much attention before, has not been seen for several days!" A cultivator said while looking at the light wall.
"When Zhu Jiu entered the Tomb Mountain Domain, he was seriously injured. He should be recovering in a hiding place."
"At this time, in the Tomb Mountain area, the two world cultivators, Jie Tie and Long Gu, formed a hunting trend. They were all searching the areas where Zhu Jiu had been. They wanted to take advantage of Zhu Jiu's injury to eliminate the root cause. Zhu Jiu
If he recovers from his injuries, I'm afraid the situation will be bad. Once he is discovered, he may be besieged, and his life will be in danger."
The onlookers nodded and agreed with this statement. On the screen displayed on the light wall, traces of cultivators could often be seen in the area where Zhu Jiu had appeared.
Most of these cultivators were from the Great World of Ji Tie or Long Gu. In a short period of time, they were in a cooperative relationship. Their bodies were intertwined, forming a large net, and they were searching for traces of Zhu Jiu.
"Ah, everyone, look, Long Chuan Mu, a legendary young master from the Great Longgu World, has also appeared and joined the search for Zhu Jiu!"
A cultivator whispered, pointing to a spot on the light mural, and there appeared a young man wearing a golden dragon armor, with light all over his body, and a majestic momentum.
This young man's face was as sharp as a knife, with clear edges and corners, and his eyes were full of seriousness. When he walked, the sound of dragons and tigers roaring passed through his body, shaking the heaven and earth, which fully showed his power.
At this time, the young man was walking in the void with his hands behind his back, and there was a Taoist image of a blue dragon surrounding his body. Although this dragon image was formed by Taoist energy, it was almost the same as the real one, emitting a cold light color, as if it were cast by molten iron.
, the dragon's eyes closed and made a booming sound, which was very frightening.
The dragon's body was coiled in the mist of chaos, and it was so majestic that it emitted a fierce aura that overwhelmed the heavens.
"Is this young man's name Longchuan Mu? Who is he? Judging from his aura, he is quite extraordinary."
"It is Longchuan Mu. He is from the Longgu Great World and is unparalleled among the younger generation. In the past few days, his performance has been outstanding. He has killed twelve great geniuses of the Great World without any injuries. This time he entered the tomb
Among the world's geniuses in the mountain realm, he is recognized as a master and should be regarded as Zhu Jiu's rival."
"That's right. If this boy alone fights against Zhu Jiu, the outcome is 50-50. Now that he has joined the team searching for Zhu Jiu, if Zhu Jiu shows up, the situation will be very unfavorable."
All the cultivators watched through the light wall and felt Longchuan Mu's powerful momentum, and they talked about it one after another.
At this time, Longchuan Mu in the picture had piercing eyes, scanning the surroundings, raising the corners of his mouth, showing a look of arrogance, and chuckled. He said to himself:
"This Zhu Jiu really deserves to be punished. He wasted his time and asked me to come here to search, but then he hid him without any trace."
Suddenly, the Canglong Faxiang entangled behind Longchuan Mu opened his mouth and roared, forming streams of sound, as loud as thunder.
Long Chuanmu's voice rang out like a thunderous explosion, "Zhu Jiu, how dare you show up and fight!" The voice was loud and loud. It traveled hundreds of miles away, shocking the soul and breaking the ears. It was repeated again and again.
As the voice echoed fiercely, Longchuan Mu stepped forward with a carefree posture, and the armor around his body emitted a torrential golden light. The waves were powerful, and the body of the coiled dragon behind him rolled, shaking the sky and the earth.
Every time Longchuan Mu takes a step, it is like a heavy drum, beating the ground with his feet, making a thumping sound. Everything in the surrounding area for more than ten miles will tremble with it, and the force can break the heart and spleen.
"Zhu Jiu, do you dare to fight with me? If you hide your head, you are really just a mole cricket, rat, and ant!" This voice was repeated countless times, and the sound waves before and after overlapped, spreading farther and farther, becoming louder and louder.
Suddenly, another voice sounded in the void. It was full of coldness and said: "You really have a way of taking death!"
'call out!'
The cold voice came from Zhu Jiu. As soon as he came out of the cave, he heard the invitation to fight.
Just as Zhu Jiu finished his response, there was a flying arrow filled with flames. At a speed that could not be caught by the eye, it shot directly through the void, forming a small hole. The hole was flat, and white smoke rose up, like a
The ice looked like it was being burned through by a red iron.
This arrow was so fast that it was hard to catch up. The light and shadow flashed, shattering the void and appearing in front of Longchuan Mu.
Longchuan Mu didn't panic at all, and a smile appeared on his face, saying: "Finally, it's out? What can a small means of shooting from the air do to me?"
‘Crack!’
The black dragon entwined around Longchuan Mu's body turned into lightning, capturing the trajectory of arrow feathers with incomparable precision. One of its tails was drawn onto the arrow, making a loud roar like thunder.
The runes carried on the flaming arrows were directly smashed into pieces, and the arrow feathers vibrated, but they continued to penetrate the air and shot Longchuanmu through the hole with great force.
Longchuan Mu Lightning stretched out his hand and grabbed the flying arrow feathers. Dragon scales grew in his palms, and they rubbed against the arrow feathers, making a clanging sound, like two swords colliding fiercely.
In the blink of an eye, the flaming arrow fired by the knight was firmly held. Longchuan Mu showed a sneer on his lips and said: "It's really not that good? Zhu Jiu come out and die!"
"Then what do you think of this move?" Zhu Jiu's voice came up again, very close at hand.
Long Chuanmu's expression changed instantly. He didn't notice anyone approaching at all, but he was already being deceived.
But Longchuan Mu is also a battle-hardened warrior who has killed countless people. Although he is not panicking, he triggers his magical powers like lightning. Dragon patterns are spread all over his armor, and countless dragons of all kinds are coiled around him. They leap out and interweave and seal the void in front of them.
, like a wall composed of swimming dragons, forming a defense.
However, at this moment, a fist poked out from the void a few inches in front of Longchuan Mu's forehead.
This fist spreads a layer of black energy, parting the void like a ghost, and silently leaps over Longchuan Mu's defensive energy.
Longchuan Mu's eyes were filled with shock, and in a hurry, a dragon scale formed on his forehead, like a shield.
He was able to establish a second layer of protection in such a short period of time, which shows that his mental reaction and even his magical methods are extraordinary. However, the black energy on the fist protruding from the void was about to swallow up and burn the small dragon-scale shield in an instant.
After that, the light of divine energy flashed with the word "press" on the fist, and the punch suddenly appeared to be as heavy as the mountains, like a solid hammer, hitting Longchuan Mu's forehead firmly.
‘Crack!’
Longchuan Mu's forehead was shattered by a punch, his forehead bones collapsed and bone fragments cracked, and he died instantly.
The energy of the great world escaping from Longchuan Mu's body was captured by this ghostly fist.
Then, the waves in the void calmed down, and the ghost fist that hid its traces with black energy that swallowed the law, and bombarded the final kill with the word "press", the combination of the two magical powers, disappeared in an instant.
For an hour after that, the cultivators watching from outside the Tomb Mountain area frequently shouted in low voices. They stared closely at the light mural, and their eyes were all filled with incredible brilliance.
That elusive fist keeps appearing in the picture, every time it pokes out from the void, devours all the breath with black energy, silently and suddenly emerges, reaping the harvest of ferocious beasts or cultivators of the ancient dragon world.
Life is like the hand of death.
‘Click~~~’
When this fist poked out from the void again, the law-devouring black energy and the golden light of the word "press" flowed at the same time. The gold and black contrasted with each other, which was extremely strange. After one punch cracked the forehead of a fierce world cultivator, the tomb
The spectators outside the mountain area all felt chills on their foreheads, and many of them made swallowing movements with difficulty at the same time.
Someone stammered and said:
"In less than an hour, this fist poked out in the void five times, hitting the cultivator's forehead with one punch each time. It was very sudden and without any warning. What kind of magical power is this, like a ghost killer?"
"By the way, that's Zhu Jiu's fist, right? He hasn't shown his whole body yet!" A cultivator asked, and was so surprised that even his voice was unsteady.
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