The residence of the majestic Lord of Chaos is so poorly guarded?
Looking at the majestic and tall palace not far away, a trace of doubt flashed in Ghost Mandrill's eyes, feeling somewhat unreal.
Yes, he neither followed Zhong Wen to intercept the masters of the major forces, nor stayed in Jingling Garden to participate in the internal fighting of the Flower Clan. Instead, he quietly took a detour and came to attack the royal court.
In the past, when he was in the Dark Temple, whenever he fought with other forces, he always liked to rush into the enemy camp single-handedly and take the general's head among the thousands of troops.
Capturing thieves and kings is exactly what Ghost Mandrill likes to do.
Therefore, when he decided to enter the royal court alone, he was prepared for a tough battle.
Unexpectedly, he walked extremely smoothly from Jingling Garden to Wangting Palace without encountering any enemies or obstacles.
Looking at the wide open door of the palace, the corners of Gui Mandrill's mouth were slightly raised, and a hint of ferocity flashed in his eyes.
Just kill the guy inside and it'll be over!
With this in mind, he tightened the handle of the giant blade, took decisive steps, and headed straight for the palace door.
"boom!"
Unexpectedly, about twenty feet away from the palace gate, a terrifying coercion suddenly descended from the sky. It was extremely violent and domineering, and it came down hard on him.
Ghost Mandrill felt his body sink, and he fell to the ground involuntarily, with his palms and insteps pressed tightly against the ground. It was as if there was a mountain on his back, and he couldn't get up no matter what.
What the hell?
He was startled and tried his best to activate the energy in his body, trying to break free from the shackles of this pressure.
"boom!"
Unexpectedly, it was better not to struggle. Once he struggled, the power suddenly increased several times, pressing him down hard, and his whole body was embedded in the soil. He sank deeper and deeper, making it difficult to extricate himself.
"Huh?"
The mandrill's face was still in close contact with the soil, and a soft voice suddenly sounded in his mind, "How can such a strong body withstand my pressure?"
"who?"
He was startled, turned his head sideways with difficulty, spat out the mud in his mouth, looked around, and shouted sharply.
"No need to look for it."
The voice sounded again, still tepid, calm and gentle, "I am still in the hall, and now I am just communicating with you through my thoughts."
"Lord of Chaos?"
Ghost Mandrill's heart moved and he asked.
"Dealing with a soul state."
The voice chuckled and said, "Why does the king need to take action personally? If there is no one in the palace, even I won't bother to take action."
"Hidden head exposed
The tailed rat!"
Ghost Mandrill sneered. Even though his face was pale and his bones were cracking under the pressure, he still mocked with disdain, "That's not a bad tone."
As soon as he finished speaking, a white figure suddenly appeared in his mind.
This is a man in a white shirt who is exquisitely dressed and has an elegant figure. His facial features look very clear, but for some reason they give people a very weird feeling when put together.
Old? Young? Handsome? Ugly?
Mandrill found that he was unable to comment on this person's appearance and age.
He seemed so close yet so far away, completely elusive.
"Such a clumsy way of provoking generals, I should not fall for it."
The man in white smiled and whispered softly, "But I have nothing to do anyway, and you are a very interesting person, so it doesn't hurt to meet you."
"Meet?"
Ghost Mandrill looked around, but still couldn't see the true form of the man in white, so he turned his attention back to his consciousness and sneered, "Then you should come out."
"You can't even resist my thoughts. What qualifications do you have to let me come out to greet you?"
The man in white chuckled and said, "If you want to see my true self, then just use your ability to break into the main hall."
"very good!"
The ghost mandrill suddenly showed a fierce look in his eyes and said with a ferocious smile, "That's what you said!"
"boom!"
Endless violent black flames spurted out from his body, quickly circling in the air, shuttling back and forth. The terrifying momentum caused the heaven and earth to change color, the sun and the moon became dim, and even the temperature around him skyrocketed.
In the midst of the angry flames, veins popped out on his forehead, his teeth chattered loudly, he pressed his palms firmly to the ground, and exerted force on his arms, forcing his upper body to stand up.
“Interesting and interesting!”
A strange light flashed in the eyes of the man in white, "You are indeed no ordinary person."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stretched out his right hand and tapped it lightly in the air.
"boom!"
Ghost Mandrill suddenly felt that the pressure on his body had increased a hundred times, and he could no longer hold it up. He threw himself to the ground and was left gnawing on the mud. His previous efforts were instantly in vain.
"I am Yuan Wuji. I am the head of the nine chaos guards and am responsible for guarding the safety of the king."
The man in white walked slowly to Ghost Mandrill, squatted down, and looked at his fierce face with interest.
He said word by word, "Little guy, you rashly broke into the royal court alone and you don't know why?"
"Is there any need to say it?"
The mandrill felt that his body was about to be squeezed out, and the meridians and blood vessels in his body were broken. The severe pain almost made his brain lose consciousness, but he still gritted his teeth and said with a grin, "Of course you are here to kill the king you protect?"
"Could this be what is called..."
Yuan Wuji did not feel dissatisfied, but instead smiled and joked, "Aren't newborn calves afraid of tigers?"
"While you can still laugh now, you might as well smile more."
Ghost Mandrill said with a ferocious smile, "I'll blow your head off if you wait, and you'll never laugh again!"
"Interesting little guy."
Yuan Wuji stretched out his index finger again and tapped it lightly, "If there weren't enemies outside, I would really like to chat with you more, but it's a pity..."
"boom!" .??.
With a crisp sound, the mandrill's body was finally completely crushed, and blood and muscles were mixed together and spattered in all directions. The bloody scene was unbearable to watch.
However, at the next moment, countless red spiritual threads spurted out from his body, repairing the damaged bones and organs at an unimaginable speed, making him heal as before in just a few breaths.
After rebirth, the mandrill slowly stood up, his eyes were as red as blood, the blood lines on his skin became more vivid, his aura became more and more violent, and his strength seemed to have soared to a whole new level.
"This is……!"
In his mind, Yuan Wuji finally moved slightly, with a rare look of solemnity on his face, and murmured in a low voice, "Could it be..."
"Aren't you crazy?"
Ghost Mandrill laughed ferociously, whipped out his giant blade, opened his legs, and walked towards the palace door with one deep and one shallow kick, "I keep my word, I'm going to blow your head off and clean it for me."
Neck waiting!”
"It seems that I got some of his power."
Yuan Wuji came back to his senses, smiled slightly, his expression returned to calmness, and pointed out again, "But even if he comes here in person, he may not be my opponent, let alone you?"
"boom!" .??.
With a loud noise, the ghost mandrill's body exploded instantly, and his flesh and blood were scattered all over the ground. His appearance was indescribably miserable.
However, that weird red spiritual thread spurted out again, and his injuries were completely healed soon.
At this time, the blood lines on the mandrill's body were already very thick, covering most of the skin. It looked terrifying, and its aura was thick, majestic, and unfathomable.
The physical body is constantly broken and repaired, and the pain is far beyond what anyone can imagine.
As you can imagine, he walked decisively towards the palace door as if nothing was wrong.
"boom!"
Yuan Wuji followed the same method and once again exploded the mandrill with one finger, but watched helplessly as he recovered as before and continued to approach. The more injured he became, the stronger he became, as if he had an immortal body.
"You shouldn't think that you have obtained part of the power of heaven."
Yuan Wuji was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "Is it true that he will not die?"
"I don't care whether you die or not."
Ghost Mandrill grinned and took one step forward. He was less than three feet away from the palace door, "I just want you to die now!"
"Your wounds can heal so quickly because of the power of heaven hidden in your body."
Yuan Wuji said slowly, "But this power is not infinite. Once it is exhausted, you will become like everyone else and can never be resurrected."
"So what?"
Ghost Mandrill's expression didn't change and he raised his left foot again.
"boom!"
However, before he could step out, his body exploded again.
Facing Yuan Wuji's thought, he didn't even have the slightest ability to resist. If it weren't for the blood pool energy remaining in his body, his body would have been completely cold.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
In just a few dozen breaths after that, his body continued to explode and heal, and he actually came back from the dead more than twenty times. Although his strength improved after each recovery, he could no longer move forward even for a moment.
One cent.
And the mandrill's face became more and more ugly.
Just because he could clearly feel that the red power in his body was gradually weakening, and his body's recovery speed was becoming slower and slower.
"Do you want to continue?"
Seeing the ghost mandrill's wounds slowly healing, Yuan Wuji suddenly said, "The power of heaven in your body has been exhausted. If you die again, you will die and you will never survive."
"Kill me if you can."
Knowing that what the other party said was true, there was no hint of timidity on Gui Mandrill's face, and he said with a sinister smile, "Otherwise I will definitely go in and blow your head off!"
"That's such a shame."
Yuan Wuji sighed and slowly pointed his index finger forward.
Unexpectedly, under this finger, the mandrill's body did not explode.
Just because a white figure came behind Gui Mandrill at some point, and when he appeared, Yuan Wuji's unrivaled domineering momentum disappeared inexplicably.