Mysterious world, I was handed over by my daughter to Zhen Mosi

The sacrificial army crossed Wushan Mountain, and all the evil spirits in the Maitreya world retreated, and no one dared to approach.

The momentum is magnificent and stretches for hundreds of miles.

Inside the moon-crying chariot, Ji Zu was resting with his eyes closed, when he suddenly noticed something, when he slowly opened and closed his eyes, he calmly asked, "Where is this place?"

There are two high priests in white robes outside the chariot, named Ji Yun on the left and Ji Hai on the right.

Both belong to the Jinwu Tribe. The current high priest in white robes, after receiving the question, Ji Yun immediately bent down and cupped his hands: "Return to Jizu, this is Wushan, one of the six mountains in Maitreya Realm."

Ji Zu's eyes flickered slightly, and he looked at the Wushan landscape through the chariot. Although the territory was huge and the atmosphere was deep and ancient, everything he saw was withered and decayed, and it was no longer grand.

"Wushan Mountain is also one of the heyday lines of the Maitreya Realm. It is indeed a pity for today's scene." Ji Zu said softly.

The Maitreya world is mysterious and mysterious, and it has been passed down for a long time. Wushan's heritage should have been very strong back then.

The legendary ancestor Wu, who is said to have a twin body, has an untraceable bloodline and is very powerful.

After hearing this, Ji Yun replied again: "Although Wushan is prosperous, it is just in the past. Compared with Buzhou Mountain, it is still prosperous, but it is still not good enough."

Ji Zu nodded slightly, and said, "How far is this place from the Prophet's Mansion?"

"It will take about half a month to arrive." Ji Yun responded respectfully.

All members of the Jinwu tribe were mobilized, aiming at the lineage of the prophet, the mysterious inheritance of the Maitreya world, born in the same era as the lineage of the priest, and also holds an important treasure.

If the Golden Crow tribe can obtain it in advance, there may be another unexpected harvest.

Shiva received a mysterious command from the top of the Buzhou Mountain, and it seems that this matter is definitely not that simple.

The team crossed Wushan and continued to move forward, but suddenly, Ji Zu's quiet eyes suddenly burst into divine light, looking at the distorted space halfway up Wushan for a moment.

Although the fluctuation of the breath is very restrained, and it has achieved the degree of integration with the surroundings, but Ji Zu still sees the tricks.

"There is evil power, it is the law of Fengdu." Ji Zu's words conveyed, and the two high priests in white robes outside the chariot immediately looked at each other.

Afterwards, without hesitation, the real energy fluctuated in the palms, and there were seals opening and closing, imprinting two huge characters of 'jie'.

"open!"

Ji Yun and Ji Haiqing shouted, and pushed away with the force of their palms, the two "jie" formulas burst out in a flash, and bombarded the distorted space.

In an instant, the earth trembled and the mountains swayed, the mountains were covered with rubble, and the dark clouds rolled in violently.

But when this force was rampant, it failed to open the gap in that space.

Ji Yun and Ji Hai looked at each other again, and it was obvious that there was indeed a problem here.

The two of them used the profound meanings of the Wordless Heavenly Book one after another, and two more formulas condensed and fell down with a crash.

This time, even bigger waves were caused, and the gap in the distorted space was finally opened, and several figures were revealed in a burst of waves and ripples.

Ji Zu sat in the chariot, his eyes flashed suddenly.

"stop!"

The sound spread, and the team immediately stopped in the sky. Tens of thousands of human priests stood on the clouds, looking suspiciously at the chariot.

But in Ji Zu's eyes, there was a black hole hovering between Bai Luo's palms. Judging from his aura and appearance, it was clearly the ghost of Fengdu.

Sitting there, Chen Yu could also tell who it was at a glance!

Ji Zu's body tightened for a moment, his eyes fixed on Chen Yu who was in the cultivation state, and he didn't relax a little until he saw it thoroughly.

"So it's just a clone..." He murmured slightly thoughtfully.

Judging from the appearance, the strength of this ghost body clone is in the Litian Great Sacred Realm, but due to the presence of the spirit power of Fengdu Mountain ghosts and gods, it must be somewhat different.

If it is smashed, it will inevitably cause huge losses to the deity.

"It seems that today is the time for the Golden Crow Tribe to perform meritorious service." Ji Zu's eyes flickered, and without hesitation, he slowly issued an order: "Yunhai listens to the order and punishes evil."

As the words spread, Ji Yun and Ji Hai looked at each other, and they naturally saw the person below.

That Fengdu mountain ghost, Bai Luo, was a fearsome and powerful man in the ancient sacrificial era, and his strength should not be underestimated.

But since Ji Zu had spoken, this encounter must be fought.

"Yunhai takes command!" Both of them uttered their voices in unison, and stepped out abruptly. Ling Kong cast the spell again, and when the sleeves surged wildly, they poured out golden curses to suppress Wushan.

In the lower position, the Ghost King Tiger burst into a cloudy aura in an instant, and the black mist condensed into a shadow, and the giant claws were tearing horizontally, intending to shatter the golden curse.

But at the moment of contact, it collapsed head-on, unable to stop it in the slightest.

"The two white robes..." Guikui Shanjun's face was ugly. He was not an opponent at his peak, let alone just a soul body at the moment.

"Yinyang Market." Bai Luo whispered, the black hole in his palm erupted directly, and the domain was displayed in an instant, covering the entire range of Wushan.

The vortex black holes reappeared, the world fell into a state of shattering, and all things turned into distorted phantoms, which began to be torn apart by the power of the vortex.

The sky-filling golden light spells of the two white-robed high priests were also affected. Before they fell in front of Chen Yu and the others, they were attacked by destruction in mid-air and collapsed directly.

Ji Yun and Ji Hai witnessed this scene with extremely dignified expressions.

Bailuo's Yinyang Ruins domain is very terrifying, and the treasure of Fengdu Mountain Law has the power to turn everything around. If it is allowed to be pushed to the extreme, the consequences will be disastrous.

He tore off a corner of the white robe, revealing a dharma seal branded on his wrist, which was called: Ding!

There are three thousand formulas in the Wordless Book of Heaven, each of which has a unique law ability, but not all of them are at the same level.

This fixed word formula is among the top [-] among the [-] ranks!

Fighting the law with the law is the real top-level collision.

Ji Yun and Ji Hai directly pulled the imprint on their wrists, made a formula with their ten fingers, and shouted loudly: "Fix yourself!"

boom!
Wushan suddenly trembled, the wind stopped and the clouds became quiet.

Bai Luo's movements also slowed down, while Chen Luoli and Wu Yue froze in place, losing the right to breathe, and they didn't even move their hairs.

Visible to the naked eye, the rotation of the black hole in Bai Luo's palm slowed down.

Those golden curses that had been destroyed were reshaped again, and ruthlessly suppressed, making the Ghost Mountain Monarch crazily mobilize his evil forces, intending to resist.

However, just listening to the horizon is another divine sound spreading, carrying the power of law.

"Set the soul!"

At this moment, everything is silent.

Wu Shan fell into Yin Luo's deep sleep, and Guikui Shanjun's spirit body could no longer move an inch. He watched the golden mantra falling all over the sky, but he was helpless.

Only Bai Luo, holding the sacred weapon of the Fengdu Mountain law, seemed to have broken through the duality of body and soul in the Dingzi Jue, causing the black hole to tremble continuously, and the vortex reappeared!
The Yinyang market began to reverse, and continued to confront the power of the two white-robed high priests, and there was a tendency to be evenly matched.

Witnessing this scene, Ji Zu who was sitting in the chariot could not help but look dignified.

According to rumors, this Fengdu mountain ghost Bailuo once defeated Wu Mi's first ghost, smashed half of his body, and has not recovered yet.

It can be seen now that it really lives up to its reputation.

Bai Luo alone was able to contain the two white-robed high priests of Buzhou Mountain.

If Fengdu Mountain also participated in the all-out demon war that year, Buzhou Mountain might be in danger.

But Ji Yun and Ji Hai saw that they couldn't control Bai Luo, so they gritted their teeth and roared together, "Delimit!"

With one word, the power of the Dingzi Jue exploded completely, and the law was implemented, causing Bai Luo's Yinyang Ruins field to come to a brief standstill!
The vortex black hole stopped turning, everything stopped at this moment, and the dust in the sky and the earth floated in the air, motionless.

"seal up!"

Ji Yun and Ji Hai changed their fingers and used another formula to seal Bai Luo.

But at this moment, a cold light suddenly burst out, and the sword intent flew across the sky, and the Wushan boundary that was originally as dead as dead, but a fierce sword wind blew up!

boom!
When the sword was raised, the aura covered the sky, covered the clouds and mountains, like a galaxy hanging upside down, cut off the golden curse, and also interrupted Ji Yun and Ji Hai's spellcasting.

The expressions of the two changed, and they looked over together.

It was a young man sitting cross-legged, with a sword lying flat in front of his knees, and he shattered the golden curse before he even moved.

"Who is under your feet!"

Ji Yun and Ji Hai drank together, the true essence poured out majesticly, and the sounds of the sky rolled.

Sword Lord Thirteen slowly opened his eyes, and when he looked up, he finally got up.

Seeing this scene, even Ji Zu in the chariot couldn't help frowning.

"This son ignores the fixed word formula?"

Sword Lord Thirteen has a cold face, holds a long sword, and a sword field is opened horizontally, rolling upside down in the sky.

As the last member of the Kenmaru Clan, he has almost perfectly inherited the origin of all bloodlines.

There is no entrance to the Maitreya Realm, but it has been waiting here thousands of years ago, waiting for the catastrophe of West Tianzhou to come, which is already a kind of proof.

He, ignores the laws of space!

And the true profound meaning of Dingzi Jue is to use the power of space to limit the world of body and soul.

Therefore, the Dingzi Jue used by the two white-robed high priests was completely useless to him.

"This is my mission, and no one can get involved."

Sword Lord Thirteen stared at the sky above, and the tens of thousands of human priests on the cloud, calmly uttered such a sentence.

Seeing him ignoring the Dingzi Jue, Ji Yun and Ji Hai were shocked, and the audience was silent.

"Why did he..."

Guikui Shanjun was even more confused and shocked. Sword Lord Thirteen followed Izanagi's order and came to the Maitreya Realm to guard Chen Yu's arrival, and then killed him.

But facing Ji Zu now, for Sword Lord Thirteen, he didn't even need to make a move, Chen Yu and his party might be in danger.

But he did the opposite, intending to stop Ji Zu, which made Guikui Shanjun incomprehensible.

"Do you think you are stronger than Poirot?"

Ji Yun and Ji Hai were condescending, looking down.

Bai Luo's spells were restricted for a short period of time. If the evil person in front of him interfered, it would be another fierce battle when the power of the Dingzi Jue was broken.

"It doesn't hurt to try."

Sword Lord Thirteen spoke calmly, and suddenly raised his sword.

hum!
The rain of swords from heaven and earth condensed, and the cold light rushed straight away. It collided with the reshaped Mantian Golden Curse again, smashed it along the way, and even tore a gap!
Ji Yun and Ji Hai's expressions were dignified, and they did not slack off either. This unknown strong man in the evil way was in the late stage of the Holy King, but because of his fierce swordsmanship, his combat power was even stronger.

But compared to Poirot, the pressure is a little less.

Since the fixed word formula is useless, then use other techniques.

The ten fingers changed shape again, and a huge palm print manifested from the top of the sky, breaking through countless clouds and waves in an instant, and pressing towards Sword Lord Thirteen.

"Mountain and Sea Order!"

The sound of the sky is rolling, and the power of the gods is mighty.

Looking around, the palm print can cover the sky for a hundred miles, and the crushing pressure makes the whole Wushan tremble. When it comes along the road, the dust particles are completely wiped out, and the ground continues to collapse.

But in the eyes of Sword Lord Thirteen, there is no fear at all.

I saw him soaring into the sky, the sword in his hand was shining brightly, piercing the sky and screaming.

"This sword, Yuhun!"

There was thunder and thunder, the air pierced the sky, and the terrifying edge swept across the Wushan boundary. The moment it collided with the palm print of Shanhai, it turned into an annihilation shock wave, turbulent for thousands of miles.

Ji Yun and Ji Hai's Meifeng frowned, realizing that the lines of the Shanhai Ling were fading, and the ultimate sword edge was already comparable to Bailuo's Yinyang Market, with its distorted and shattered effect!

If it weren't for the restriction of Dingzi Jue, Bai Luo's strength alone would be enough to get them into a fierce battle, and the power of Sword Lord Thirteen is also equally destructive, which made the two immediately understand that there should be no further delay.

"Please join us in surrendering the enemy!"

The clear drink spread, and tens of thousands of human priests on the cloud made a formula in an instant, and the vibration of the true energy roared, causing the sky and the earth to change color.

"Mountain and Sea Order!"

The sound and thunder were wanton, and the coercion suddenly increased.

In addition to the power of the two white-robed high priests, huge palm prints once again appeared on the top of the sky.

They came horizontally, covered the sky and covered the ground, and bombarded heavily. The moment they touched, the mighty sword shadow of Sword Lord Thirteen directly collapsed.

This is a deep confrontation belonging to the Jinwu tribe, and it is also a combined attack of tens of thousands of human priests. Only with the strength of the thirteen sword lords, it is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.

After the sword shadow collapsed, everything along the way died.

There was a blood mist, and his right arm was instantly annihilated by ashes, and his sword Yuhun trembled, but there was still no crack, until it was suppressed and flew into the distance.

However, even so, Sword Lord Thirteen did not take half a step back. The faith that came from nowhere, turned his body into a sword, and once again resisted the power of the palm print that filled the sky.

Such a scene, falling into the eyes of Ghost Kui Tiger, caused a shock.

"What the hell is he... for?"

Guikui Shanjun couldn't understand the significance of Jianjun Shisan's move.

Inside the moon-crying chariot, Ji Zu calmly looked down, and there was a tea-colored fragrance beside him, and he took a sip.

"Where is the monster, dare to be an enemy of Buzhou Mountain." He shook his head, and when he put down his teacup, a chill suddenly hit his spine.

There was a sudden pause in the movement, and after looking at the battlefield, there was a sound that exploded in my ears, the whole chariot was shaken, and the tea splashed all over the ground.

Boom!
The wind was fierce, Yin Luo opened his eyes, and all the power of Dingzi Jue was destroyed.

The palm prints gathered by the ten thousand mountain and sea decrees were all ruthlessly destroyed, piercing through with one finger!
Wushan returned to its original appearance, and the screams of two white-robed high priests came from in front of it, and the sight was reduced to chaos and could not be seen clearly.

Chen Luoli and Wuyue regained their mobility in an instant. While gasping for breath, they turned pale and looked at Chen Yu who was sitting cross-legged.

I don't know when, he has absorbed all the ancestors of witchcraft.

The index finger hangs in the air, completely destroying Canglan.

"Old friend, stay safe." Chen Yu whispered, but there were ghost voices lingering, covering the universe, making the world fall into a myriad of landscapes.

When Ji Zu in the chariot heard these words, his gesture of toasting froze instantly.