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"Fully open your tyrant body!" Huang Wuji breathed out his last breath. His five-meter-tall body once again surged, and a golden shadow appeared behind him. He was wearing an emperor's yellow robe and an imperial crown.
A long sword.
"The sword river surges to the sky!" Huang Wuji transformed into an emperor at this time, and slowly raised the long sword in his hand. In an instant, the whole world seemed to turn into a vast ocean, with countless golden ripples flowing, and long rivers flowing.
Above every river stands a being who is like a god. The majestic and majestic emperor is as majestic as the scorching sun at noon. The evil spirit of the fat old man is evaporated in an instant when encountering the awe-inspiring emperor's domineering will.
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"Two evil sects, who have harmed many human beings, have mastered this kind of evil magic that is neither human nor ghost!" Huang Wuji waved his long sword, and the will-o'-the-wisp surrounding the fat old man was immediately dispersed.
Huang Wuji seemed to have merged into the emperor's shadow at this time. A metal-like palm emerged from the shadow and pinched the old man's neck.
"Double flash!" The fat old man stood aside and saw Huang Wuji's movements and quickly warned the old man. The monster transformed by the old man suddenly came back to his senses when he heard the warning of the fat old man and looked at the golden palm that seemed to cover the sky.
The surroundings seemed to become nothingness, and he opened his big mouth and roared.
A gray evil energy instantly shot out from his mouth and attacked the golden palm. The old man's evil energy was obtained by absorbing the essence of the death energy of ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine people and constantly tempering it in his body.
Normal evil spirits are ten times stronger.
However, when encountering the supreme and ever-lasting emperor's hegemony, he could only feel sad, and the evil spirit was caught in Huang Wuji's hand. The old man's evil spirit seemed to have spiritual intelligence, and he kept struggling in the golden palm, making a sound
A shrill scream.
"A group of evil beings without intelligence are trying to shake this emperor's mind!" The evil energy emitted a harsh cry, and Huang Wuji shouted angrily, as if the will of the nine heavens and the thunder of heaven and earth, the evil entity with the essence of evil energy, was instantly shaken.
Crush and disappear in the palm of your hand.
"It's so bold. Two alien races dare to use the corpses of humans to exercise their death energy. They really pretend that this emperor does not exist!" Huang Wuji's naked body was now covered with a yellow robe, and the emperor's crown loomed above his head.
, the vast imperial pressure seems to be merging with the body.
"Haha!" The old man suddenly laughed, and Huang Wuji said directly to his brother, the fat old man: "Brother, did you hear it? A brat who smells like milk actually dares to call himself an emperor. There are great emperors in the whole of China."
Does it exist? How could I not know, hahaha!".
"How outrageous! Two mere ants dare to question me!" Huang Wuji was furious. Being questioned by two aliens was an absolute insult.
"Emperor's decree, punish me!" Huang Wuji was really angry. At this moment, the world around him seemed to be under his control. A golden ancient text appeared in the sky, flashing with endless killing intent.
"The law is impossible. You are not the emperor, how can you know the emperor's will!" The fat old man and the thin old man saw the big ancient characters in the sky at the same time. The murderous intention emanating from the ancient characters had exceeded their imagination.
"Frog at the bottom of the well, who said there is no great emperor in the Middle Earth, let me show you today!" Huang Wuji thought, and the ancient words floating in the void suddenly emitted overwhelming pressure, and the golden ancient words turned into sharp axes.
He slashed towards the fat old man.
"No, the second one uses the third change of heart!" The fat old man roared at the same time. The palms of the two were tightly connected, and a huge hole suddenly appeared in the chest. Countless gray evil spirits surrounded the hole, and a pulse of blood beat.
His heart was gradually contaminated by evil spirits, and finally became like a black stone. On the black stone, there were countless vengeful spirits swimming around, roaring and screaming. The shrill howls and the twisted appearance of pain made people shudder.
"What a cruel sorcery, it actually trapped the souls of human beings in evil spirits!" Huang Wuji saw the evil aura of the fat old man and had to be secretly shocked. What kind of sorcery could directly imprison the souls of human beings?
Get up and use it as nourishment to keep tempering.
Moreover, Huang Wuji also discovered that the fat old man's so-called "Four Transformations of Phantom Demon" were not proficient at all. Not even 20% of the power was exerted, and the evil energy was basically wasted.
The appearance of the fat old man changed again as the evil energy invaded. The ghost-like mask began to materialize. The fresh flesh and blood on his cheeks were sucked dry by the evil energy. The vitality of his whole body was constantly weakening, and white facial bones appeared from his forehead.
The entire head has turned into a skeleton, and only a faint gray film can be seen protecting the clearly visible brain. You can also see the brain beating and the blue nerves stretching and contracting.
"Ouch!" The fat old man's roar gradually became more like a beast, as if his sanity was disappearing bit by bit.
Two rays of red light suddenly appeared, and the fat old man opened his eyes, looking at Huang Wuji with a pair of irrational pupils full of murderous desire. Huang Wuji sneered when he saw the change of the fat old man, the Jianhe River continued to grow.
Golden rivers streaked across the sky, like sharp swords. The ancient word "Zhu" in the sky also showed its best use. Countless sharp axes were like hailstones, flying towards the fat old man endlessly.
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"I mean the sky, I mean the earth, above the world and below the earth, I am the only one who is supreme!" Huang Wuji, like a god who walked from the ancient times, strode into the world, with golden lotuses scattered in the sky along the way.
"Based on your cultivation, I don't think you can use the fourth transformation of the phantom demon. I, the ancestor of the phantom demon, will personally check in later. You are on your way!" A dragon chair appeared behind Huang Wuji, sitting on it.
, among the swords of the river and the axes of heavenly punishment, a giant purple dragon unfolded gracefully behind it.
"Disappear!" Huang Wuji glared angrily. The world seemed to collapse, and the space seemed to be distorted. The sharp sword and ax turned into a giant palm covering the sky, grabbing the fat old man easily in his hand.
The fat old man struggled wildly as if he felt death approaching, roaring like an inhumane beast. Huang Wuji seemed to be sitting in the Golden Palace, with the fat old man in his hand just giving a command to pronounce the sentence.
"Death penalty!" Huang Wuji held his palm slightly, and also grasped the sky-covering giant palm holding the fat old man in the sky. He only heard a miserable scream, the world became quiet, and pieces of rotten meat fell from the sky.
Come down.
There was a trace of disgust on Huang Wuji's face, the giant palm in the sky shook slightly, he opened his hand and swung it outward, and all the rotten flesh of the fat old man flew towards the outside of the inn.
"It's not a pity to die!" Huang Wuji's voice was like a dragon's roar, like thunder piercing his ears. He looked into the distance, and the emperor's eyes slowly closed, and the Vajra body disappeared without a trace.
, the whole person returned to the look of a little kid.
After relaxing, Huang Wuji felt that his whole body was exhausted, and his spiritual power was also drying up. Two consecutive high-intensity bursts in one day and one night were simply not something that his current cultivation could sustain. If it weren't for his strong will, he would have been there long ago.
He passed out.
"Want to sleep!" Huang Wuji's eyes blurred, and his eyelids were fighting up and down. However, a majestic spiritual power suddenly appeared in the distance, approaching at extremely fast speeds.
In Huang Wuji's current state, he had no strength to fight anymore. He reluctantly cheered up and used the breathing technique to collect all the breath in his body. He walked around the inn and finally found it in an inconspicuous place.
A cellar that resembles a secret room.
Entering the cellar, Huang Wuji used his remaining strength to dig a three-meter-large pit at the bottom of the cellar, buried himself in it, and fell into a deep sleep by holding his breath using the Turtle Breathing Technique.
Just when Huang Wuji had finished everything, a figure appeared in the sky above the inn accompanied by huge spiritual power. The person frowned slightly and looked at the situation around him, sniffing like a hunting dog.
He opened his hand and grasped the crumbling inn. The inn could no longer bear it and turned into powder like foam. The large pile of powder just covered the entrance to the hand.
The figure in the sky looked at the empty inn and muttered to himself: "It's impossible. I just felt the fluctuation of spiritual power, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye!".
The figure searched for a long time, but couldn't find anything. He circled around the town again, seeming to be looking for something. Unfortunately, everything about Huang Wuji in the town had been destroyed, and no clue about the figure was found.
The figure shook his head and quickly left the town while thinking. After the figure left, two waves of people appeared in succession, all seeming to be looking for something, but all the clues in the town were destroyed by Huang Wuji, and nothing was found.
Choose to leave.
Time passed very quickly, and on the morning of the seventh day, a large group of people and horses vaguely appeared in the distance of the town, with carriages and horses galloping over.
The crowd was wearing purple clothes, with a small purple character engraved on the upper right corner of the clothes. They were obviously members of the Zi family in Zilin City. After arriving in the town, a group of people quickly spread out to clean the inn, and the crowd kept shuttling in and out of the small town.
Everywhere in the town, everyone is looking for something very carefully.
The cellar covered in dust was also cleared out by the crowd, and someone shouted: "Come on, people, I found a cellar!".
An old man who seemed to be the leader quickly walked up to the shouting person and asked, "What's going on!" "Third Elder, we found a cellar behind the inn!" The shouting person looked at it carefully.
The third elder of the Zi family said.
"I found a cellar, open it quickly!" When the third elder of the Zi family thought of this, he quickly urged his men.
"Yes!" The other members of the Zi family stood at the entrance of the cellar and worked together. The door of the cellar was lifted. No one came into the dark cellar, and it was covered by dust and there was no air at all.
The Zi family member who had just jumped in almost lost his breath and fell to the ground. He quickly climbed out and said loudly: "Third Elder, there is no air under the cellar. No one can survive down there for seven days!".
After thinking about it for a moment, the third elder of the Zi family had never heard of anyone who could survive in a place without air for seven days, and his desire to explore the cellar also weakened a lot.
However, just in case, the third elder of the Zi family ordered several servants of the Zi family to take a look below the cellar.
Although the three servants of the Zi family felt dissatisfied after hearing the third elder's words, they did not dare to express it. They took a deep breath, lit the torch and walked out.
The cellar was not big, and you could basically see it all at a glance. With the help of torches, the three servants of the Zi family walked around casually, without checking carefully, and immediately walked out.
He ran up to the cellar, took a deep breath, stared and said, "Hey, it's really hard. Who can survive in this place for seven days? Even if there is someone, they have already left. Go and look elsewhere!".
After saying that, one of them kicked the cellar door. With a bang, the cellar door was closed. The sound also startled the three of them. They looked at each other for a few times and walked away silently.
Three meters deep in the cellar, Huang Wuji was still sleeping, unexpectedly avoiding the Zi family's search, which was considered auspicious.
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