aircannonsinc Chapter 341 The Wuji Sect Is Destroyed And Zhao Wuji Appears
Chapter 341 The Wuji Sect Is Destroyed And Zhao Wuji Appears
As the red lightning spread, the black whip was instantly covered.
A palpitating fluctuation appeared on the long whip.
Red and black lightning interlaced, forming dark red lightning.
Layers of ripples began to appear in the space near the whip.
"Even space can interfere, this power must not be small."
Li Changsheng's scarlet eyes swept across the crowd, and he grinned;
"Enjoy the upcoming feast of thunder and lightning."
"You will be honored to be the first batch of experimental subjects in this seat."
The complexions of Feng Sihai and Li Sanjin, who were closest, changed drastically.
Although Li Changsheng didn't make any more moves, the two quickly retreated.
The speed was so fast that Li Changsheng was slightly taken aback:
"It's really fast."
"But can you really run?"
I saw Li Changsheng throwing out the whip and directly wrapping it around Li Sanjin's neck.
The floating ingots around him burst out endless golden light.
A protective cover made of gold ingots was formed in an instant.
However, under the attack of the dark red lightning, the ingot phantom continued to shatter.
Finally, the light dimmed and fell to the ground.
Without Yuanbao's protection, Li Sanjin's neck was instantly entangled.
Powerful dark red lightning penetrated into his body along the pores of his body.
There was fear in his eyes, and he wanted to open his mouth to say something, but was drilled by more lightning.
He wanted to scream, to call for help.
Because the vocal cords were torn, I couldn't make any sound.
Seeing this, Zhao Gao's face became extremely gloomy.
He bit his finger and drew on the mirror for a while.
Then it radiated towards those projection clones again.
In an instant, the bodies of those clones seemed to be filled with blood, and they all turned red.
Their aura also increased several times in an instant, and the aura of self-explosion came from it.
They came towards Li Changsheng, seeing death as home.
Li Changsheng let out a cold snort, and unleashed the Immortal True Spirit Art:
"As expected, all the members of the Wuji Sect are extremely vicious.
Haven't you thought about Li Sanjin's safety when you self-destructed? "
How can Zhao Gao care about these things at this time?
He just wanted to kill Li Changsheng as soon as possible.
With a loud bang, endless red smoke floated up.
Li Changsheng and Li Sanjin were submerged in it.
In the smoke, the dark red thunder and lightning flickered.
It could be vaguely seen that a figure fell to the ground.
Zhao Gao and the others were extremely disturbed, praying that the person who fell to the ground was Li Changsheng.
However, things backfired.
As the smoke dissipated, Li Changsheng's figure emerged.
Still tall and straight, still arrogant, still invincible, still chilling.
In front of him, Li Sanjin knelt on the ground.
At this time, his eyes were dull, and he had obviously become Li Changsheng's puppet.
This scene set off a huge wave in the hearts of everyone:
"Li Sanjin, turned out to be a puppet?"
"He is at the fourth level of Void Return, how long has it been?
How can this be? "
"Who is this Li Changsheng?"
Li Changsheng dusted off his body.
Although not injured, but extremely upset:
"Zhao Gao, you have successfully angered me."
"It's time for the game to end."
Li Changsheng roared, and the black whip swung again.
Zhao Gao and the others turned pale with fright, quickly activated their cultivation bases, and used all their protective measures.
However, the target of the whip was not them, but the big golden clock at the side.
Zhao Qiankun was shivering inside at the moment.
Zhao Gao thought he could save Zhao Qiankun's life with this big bell.
It can be seen that he cares a lot about his good-for-nothing son.
But Li Changsheng wanted him to experience the pain of bereavement.
As the whip beat the big clock, Zhao Gao let out a hysterical roar:
"don't want."
He frantically went towards the big clock.
He was already very clear about Li Changsheng's fighting strength.
He knew that relying solely on the protective ability of this big bell, it would definitely not be able to withstand his blow.
However, it was too late.
As the long whip hit the big clock, the big clock was instantly covered by dark red lightning.
In an instant, Zhao Qiankun's stern roar was heard;
"ah......"
"Father, save me."
Zhao Gao rushed to the big clock in spite of everything.
With two hands, the big clock shrinks in an instant.
Inside, Zhao Qiankun was dying.
If Li Changsheng hadn't spared his life on purpose, he would have been turned into coke at this moment.
I saw that Zhao Qiankun's whole body was covered with black charcoal, like a roast suckling pig.
As he moved slightly, a layer of black shell peeled off.
Zhao Gao's heart was bleeding.
Zhao Qiankun is his only son, who was spoiled and spoiled since childhood.
It can be said that Zhao Qiankun is Zhao Gao's Nilin.
However, at this moment, Zhao Qiankun was hurt like this by Li Changsheng.
Zhao Gao was almost crazy, and shouted at the surrounding people:
"Kill him, kill him for me."
Everyone heard the words, and for the first time there was fear.
They didn't act hastily, but persuaded Zhao Gaodao:
"Sect Master, wake up the ancestor."
"If the fight continues, we will really destroy the sect."
Zhao Gao was already insane, he stretched out his hand and sucked the elder who spoke just now.
The suction in the hands continued to increase, and a steady stream of vitality was instilled into Zhao Qiankun's body:
"Every time the ancestor wakes up, he must absorb other people's cultivation to maintain himself."
"It's better to fulfill my son than to be absorbed by the ancestors."
This kind of style does not take other people's lives at all.
The heart of rebellion has already been born in the hearts of the people in the presbytery.
If it wasn't because Zhao Gao's cultivation base was too high, maybe they would raise up trouble after they left.
Li Changsheng looked at this scene, the corners of his mouth slightly raised:
"What a touching scene."
He walked slowly, and at the same time, the Divine Grade puppet technique was performed again.
Zhao Qiankun's eyes suddenly flashed a faint light.
The next moment, he directly stabbed Zhao Gao's dantian with his palm-shaped saber.
Zhao Gao is worthy of being a high-ranking cultivator on the eighth floor of returning to the void, and his danger perception ability is far beyond ordinary people.
He stepped back quickly, and a protective light shield was formed on his body.
But even so, because he was not prepared, his dantian was aching.
After all, he is at the eighth level of Void Return, even if he is attacked by Soul Formation, he will not be so easily injured.
He looked at Zhao Qiankun, extremely distressed.
Just as I was about to yell at him, I suddenly discovered something:
"Kunkun...how do you..."
"puppet?"
His eyes were tearing apart, and he looked at Li Changsheng, almost crazy:
"I am going to kill you."
At this moment, he completely lost his mind.
The whole person rushed towards Li Changsheng almost desperately.
Zhao Qiankun raised his eyes slightly, and went straight to Zhao Gao.
"You two, father and son, have a good communication."
Li Changsheng snorted coldly:
"Next, I'll give you something fun."
Li Changsheng snapped his fingers, the corners of his mouth slightly raised:
"It's time for you to show up."
"It's time for this battle to end."
As soon as the words fell, endless intoxicating bees appeared out of thin air.
They have long been lurking in every corner of the Promise Sect.
Now get the order and show up instantly.
The body that devoured the Gu Mother at the beginning has been completely digested.
Their stingers became harder and their venom became more powerful.
As soon as they appeared, they stabbed at the people of the Wuji Sect beside them.
The venom spread, and the remaining monks of the Promise Sect felt unable to move.
And Li Changsheng flew up, his long whip flying high in the sky.
Endless dark red lightning fell from the sky overwhelmingly.
The entire space was like a rain of red thunder and lightning.
In the blink of an eye, only Feng Sihai and Liu Qianhe were left as members of the Wuji Sect who could stand.
As for Zhao Gao, he is kneeling in front of Li Changsheng at this moment, and has become a new puppet.
The situation of Feng Sihai and Liu Qianhe is not optimistic at the moment.
They braced their bodies, looked at each other, and their faces became firm.
The next moment, both of them stretched out their palms together and slapped the ground hard:
"Old Ancestor, wake up."
They roared wildly, and where their palms touched, a magic circle suddenly appeared.
The bloodstains and minced flesh left by the disciples who died all around were completely absorbed by the formation.
At the same time, a shocking aura rose from the ground.
That breath seemed to be able to stir up wind and clouds, and the clouds in the sky were impacted by the momentum and disappeared without a trace.
Even birds passing by would fall without warning.
The next moment, an extremely old and decayed voice sounded faintly:
"Who disturbs the cleanliness of this seat?"
Li Changsheng was short of breath, and he felt ruthlessness and cruelty in the voice.
He could even imagine that the owner of this voice must be a murderous bloodthirsty demon.
But he is still not afraid, and even responded arrogantly:
"Your grandfather."