Chapter 294: Wu Jiang Dies

The burning of four hundred years of longevity has forced out all the potential of Fengyang, and also obtained a trace of power from the world.

Now the momentum of the wind has reached the peak of the seven turns of the soul.

Chi Rongtian's face turned very ugly, and his whole body was full of magic flames beating. Under the pressure of the wind, he could only try his best to ensure that his field would not collapse, and Taiji Yin and Yang Huo could no longer push forward.

The two fields collided with each other, and the fierce beasts within dozens of miles around were strangled. After the golden light and magic flames passed, they all turned into flying ash.

Although there are many fierce beasts crossing from another world, none of them can reach the power of the soul. This is also the result of the rejection of the power of heaven and earth. Otherwise, the whole chaotic land would have been occupied by these fierce beasts.

"Daw! Damn it!"

Chi Rongtian shouted angrily, and he could only constantly burn his soul, and tried his best to insist and stabilize his own field.

The power obtained by Shouyuan's combustion is very strong, but it also has a big defect. The most important defect is that it cannot last. After that, there will be a long period of weakness. As long as you insist on counting, even if you don't have to do it, the other party's field will collapse. At that time, you can only be captured.

The two fields outside are constantly colliding, but in the windy golden field, there is not much turbulence. Shen Chong and Wu Jiang looked at each other, nodded at the same time, patted their chest, and the top of the sky gate overflowed with black gas at the same time.

Most of the soul origin of the two of them has been lost, and now they are also starting to burn longevity!

Shen Chong and Wu Jiang also burned Shouyuan at the same time, and the transformed power poured into the field and turned into wind power.

The cultivation of the two of them is not as good as the wind, but their natural qualifications are similar. After entering the three turns of the soul, the longevity has also reached 400 years. Each overflowing black gas contains ten years of life. In a blink of an eye, it is also more than a hundred years of longevity.

Shen Chong's gray hair has returned to a dark color when he was promoted to the soul realm, but now, it has turned into white silk again, his eyes have collapsed, and his skin has begun to dry. So has Wu Jiang. For a moment, none of them looked like young men.

After paying a huge price, the golden light in the field has soared again, and the space has nearly doubled. It has surpassed the field of melting, and a large number of magic flames have been swept away by the golden light and become invisible.

Fu Rongtian finally couldn't stand it. He was demonized. When he crossed the two worlds, he had abandoned his body and could only live in Ji Changhua's body. He could only play 70% of the Taoist magic skills. In front of the power that Shen Chong and other three people exchanged for at the cost of Shouyuan, he finally began to collapse.

The magic gas flew over, the golden light overflowed, large areas of magic flames and pure fire were extinguished, and the field of fire also began to collapse.

Zhi Rongtian finally has the intention of retreating. He no longer dares to last, otherwise the field will completely collapse and his realm will fall.

"You can't escape. Even at the end of Jiuzhou, I will refine your souls and torture you with magic fire day and night."

Boom!

At the moment before the collapse of the fire field, he withdrew his field. Under the impact of the golden light and the airflow, the body of the soul dissipated in an instant, leaving only his curse in the void.

Feng Yang also knows that it is impossible for the blazing sky to fall like this. The soul has condensed the soul. As long as the soul does not disperse, it is basically immortal, but the damage he suffered this time is absolutely not light. Without a period of recuperation, it is impossible to take action again.

The momentum of the wind is undiminished. While the burning power of Shouyuan is still there, the power of the field is swept away to the surroundings, and the fierce beasts within a hundred miles are swept away in an instant.

"One day, I will kill you, the fire demon, and trample your whole Romo world under your feet."

The blazing sky retreated, and Feng Yang breathed a sigh of relief. There was a sense of weakness in the soul. His face was pale and he looked extremely tired. The power obtained by burning Shouyuan was also dissipating. The golden field collapsed instantly, and the state of human tower integration could not be maintained. After a seven-story pagoda shrank and fell into the palm.

"Leave quickly, and it will change if it's late."

Before the wind's voice fell, I saw a brilliant sword spirit, like the Milky Way across the sky, cutting through the void and cutting straight to the three people.

"The ancient broken silver sword is Ji Changhua!" Feng Yang said in a hateful voice, strongly suppressing the feeling of emptiness in his body. His palm stood up, and the virtual shadow of the Emperor Feng Zen Heaven reappeared. His palm hit the Milky Way sword. At the same time, one breath of essence sprayed on the Seven Treasures Fu Tu Tower, and then stimulated this treasure and blocked it in front of him.

Boom!

The virtual shadow of the Feng Zen Emperor was shattered by a sword, and the galactic sword spirit continued to fall fiercely on the Seven Treasure Futu Tower.

The tower body shook endlessly, the wind snorted coldly, and a mouthful of blood spewed out. The momentum quickly declined. The seriously injured body had begun to crumble, and it could not even maintain the realm and fell to the realm of the soul.

"Good apprentice, stay." In the void, Ji Changhua's voice came, and the sword spirit rose again, cutting through the void and cutting the sky.

"His real body can't be chased. He can escape separately, and he can escape one by one." Feng Yang shouted anxiously, forced his action to turn his mana, and turned around and left.

In the face of this sword light, Shen Chong and Wu Jiang, who are physically and mentally exhausted, have no intention of resisting at all. Although Ji Changhua's real body is still suppressing the chaos of the heavens and yin and yang, after all, he is a strong man with seven turns of the soul. Looking at this sword light, it is obviously the best magic weapon. A sword cuts through the void, and under the outbreak of full force, it is no worse than the blazing sky. How much.

The gap between the four realms can't be made up desperately at all. Without waiting for Feng Yang's instructions, Shen Chong and Wu Jiang immediately escaped separately.

The three escapes are divided into three directions, and they choose the way to escape, all of which have burst out at the fastest speed.

"Hmm, good disciple, you have the mark I left on you, and where can you escape?" In Ji Changhua's long laughter, the sword light first rolled up to Wu Jiang.

Wu Jiang is a disciple of Zhuge Qingyun. He did not enter the Huayue Hall, and naturally he did not have a chance to leave a soul mark. If he escapes, it would be troublesome.

Wu Jiang's heart tightened, and the feeling of extreme danger enveloped his heart. He even saw the scene of his fall, and the fierce sword spirit had pierced his shirt.

"Old man!" Wu Jiang shouted loudly and suddenly stopped to escape. The tidal sword spirit in his palm swayed and greeted the Milky Way sword light: "Since I can't escape, I'd rather not escape. Sooner or later, what you have done will spread all over the Shenzhou Taoist Gate."

"It's a good courage, but it's a pity that the level is too far away." The two swords are divided as soon as they touch, and the grade of Canglan sword has fallen to the top-grade magic weapon. How can it compete with the ancient broken silver sword in Ji Changhua's hand?

Bang!

The scream of the spirit came from the Canglan sword, which has been smashed. The ancient broken silver sword entered with empty breath, and directly rolled up Wu Jiang's body and flew back.

Shen Chong and Feng Yang both saw this scene, but they had no strength to come back to save him. In their current situation, their physical strength and soul were almost exhausted. Even if Shouyuan was burned, it was useless. They could only escape to the void without turning back.

The rage of the Holy Emperor's blood gradually dissipated, and most of the energy was annihilated with the magic gas. This precious blood from ancient times also dissipated invisibly.

In the chaotic array of the heavens, Ji Changhua has returned to his soul, sitting cross-legged, and his mana covers the whole array, making it run normally and constantly generating new magic.

There is a simple long sword floating in front of him. The whole body is snowy, but there are countless broken lines all over the sword body, so it is called the ancient broken silver sword, but this broken pattern is not caused by the damage of the sword body, but by runes.

The ancient broken silver sword is shrouded in the light, trapped by a figure. It is Wu Jiang who has just been captured.

The soul of the melting sky was injured in the field collision, and it has also retracted back to the formation to heal the wound with the help of magic qi.

"Why don't you chase and kill those two kids? They shouldn't have fled yet." The blazing sky said.

"Don't pay attention to them first. Both of them have the projection of Huayue Hall, and they can't escape." Ji Changhua said lightly.

"Oh? Aren't you afraid that he will publicize what happened here? The blazing sky said.

"What if you say it out? Who will believe it? Who believes that even Chixiao Zhenren doesn't want to believe it. He doesn't care about this matter. As long as we are strong, no one will dare to gossip. Ji Changhua said, "And it's not over here."

"What?" Qi Rongtian was shocked and realized that the array had not stopped working: "This array has been destroyed by a magic pillar. How dare you take the risk to try it?"

"I said, this is my last chance, and I won't give up." Ji Changhua's eyes showed a fierce look: "What's more, with our ability, we can't repair this ancient magic array at all. My remaining longevity is less than a hundred years. This is also the last time I devour the soul essence. How can I let go?"

The melting god is also a little helpless. Looking up, the magic moon is still emitting magic light, and the magic shadow has swept away the residual vitality of the holy emperor's blood, and does not mean to retreat to the black hole. It is constantly squirming on the magic moon.

"Well, I'll help you again, otherwise your longevity will be exhausted and I can't live alone." Chi Rongtian sighed: "It's just that if you have some awareness, this ancient magic array may collapse at any time because it can't withstand the magic spirit of the Romo world, and you can't escape death."

Ji Changhua nodded solemnly, waved his big sleeves, and tossing Wu Jiang in front of him.

Wu Jiang's soul and veins have been sealed, and his cultivation has been exerted at all. He can only look at Ji Changhua angrily.

"Wu Jiang, you are originally a disciple of Hengyang Palace. You really shouldn't be mixed up in the affairs of my Huayue Hall. Today's incident can only be said to be your own fault." Ji Changhua said lightly.

"Old man, don't say a lot. What you have done is already angry. Sooner or later, someone will clean you up." Wu Jiang scolded that after he was captured, he knew that he would not escape death, but it was a pity that he couldn't kill himself now.

"Since ancient times, the strong have been respected. What's wrong with me wanting to gain strength? If you reach the late age, you will know the preciousness of life, and I won't say more. You can join the battle." Ji Changhua's face showed a ferocious color.

In the backhand, the sword light rose again, and Wu Jiang was tossed into the extreme yang end of the altar.

Ji Changhua and Qi Rongtian returned to their respective positions. The magic secret handprints came out one after another. The dark light on the 33 magic pillars lit up, the magic lines flashed, and the yin and yang of the heavens and yang turned upside down and ran faster. The endless magic gas overflowed from the array again, but because one of the magic pillars had cracks, it was a little unstable when it operated.

But Ji Changhua didn't care. He had decided to try desperately. In an instant, the dark green soul left the body and returned to the extreme yin end of the altar.

On the magic moon, the magic shadow squirmed quickly, and the greedy mouth opened again.

"Hell's ancient furnace, go, your mission has been completed, become the last sacrifice." Ji Changhua sacrificed the dark ancient furnace for the last time.

This hell ancient furnace is a low-grade magic weapon, and Ji Changhua cruelly regarded it as a sacrifice.

It may also be the reason why it is a thing in the demon world. The spirit in the ancient furnace was swallowed by the devil's shadow without any resistance. Coupled with the vitality of many magic weapons and magic weapons that it had swallowed before, the power of sacrifice is enough.

In less than a moment, the magic shadow has completely digested the ancient furnace of hell, and the huge vitality ripples in its body and transforms into a stream of energy.

The magic shadow seemed to be very satisfied. Its body swung down from the magic moon. The huge body spread out, covering the whole altar. More than a hundred strange tentacles stretched out of the body, showing a blood-red color, which looked both strange and horrible.