Chapter 450 Blood and Death
The sound of bubbles bursting was heard.

When everyone looked back in surprise, they only saw the victim lying on the ground. When his heart beat for the last time, blood accumulated, gushed, and danced from the wound on his back.

It fell on that broken smiling face, winding silently.

Against the backdrop of wisps of sad red, that smile seemed so calm, like a gap.

The wind blowing from the crack is the wind from hell.

Time seemed to stand still.

In the moment when there was no time to think, what was faster than shock, confusion and fear was the instinctive reaction that had been cultivated through countless killings and struggles.

Before he could even think, he had already drawn his sword!
However, before he could react, Ji Jue had already raised his hand and pointed out –

Issue an order to the altar!
Then, under the intermittent fierce light, the huge audience tower shook violently, and the spiritual circuits were instantly overloaded, gathering all the power without thinking, brewing transformation, and the defense module was overloaded, gushing out thousands of blazing and dazzling thunder and lightning.

Like countless sharp blades suddenly piercing out, the torrent of lightning easily tore apart the altar and even the debris on it, gushing out and spreading, raging and rushing, instantly engulfing the entire top of the tower.

The high temperature that was higher than the flames spread violently, breaking through Tianyuan’s suppression and engulfing everyone.

Including Ji Jue.

The necklace that had just been looted was brutally activated in the palm of his hand, colliding head-on with countless thunders, forcing open a crack.

At the same time, Ji Jue raised his second finger and pointed.

Towards everyone in the thunder and light.

The Poison Heart Ring on the ring finger glowed with a dreamy light, and the shadow of the banshee rose up again, opened her mouth, and roared at everyone present!

The spiritual essence was shaking like the tide, and purple-black ripples burst out. Under Ji Jue’s suppression, it echoed in this small space, back and forth endlessly.

Under the sweeping thunder, everyone who sensed the crisis was still trying to defend themselves instinctively, but suddenly their eyes went dark and they were overwhelmed by the indiscriminate spiritual impact.

In a flash, faces swelled to purple and almost exploded on the spot.

The momentary spiritual disorder had completely engulfed and covered the raging thunder, and screams and wails rang out from the roar, incessantly.

“——Tsk!”

A loud shout suddenly burst out from the impact of thunder and spiritual essence, like a mainstay, instantly stabilizing the situation.

For the people of Shengbian and Jueyuan, there is no situation where they cannot react – with the blessing of [Transcendent Vision], no matter how horrific the shock or crisis is, it can be paused in the consciousness at the moment of occurrence, and after fully understanding the current situation, they can respond!
In the time that was slowing down infinitely, the leading monk of Wulou Temple suddenly took a step forward, and as he shouted, a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

A Vajra chant forcefully lifted the spirit and stimulated the spiritual essence, and then wisps of dreamlike white smoke intertwined out of thin air and rose from the body.

Soul manifestation.

The secret teachings of Wulou Temple – [Tumo Samadhi]!
The soul transcends the body and rises up, appearing in the form of smoke, and the blessings flow and gather, forming a bright gem on the top of the head, releasing light.

Under the shining of those rays of light, the spiritual impact of thunder and poison heart suddenly stagnated, as if it had been slowed down a thousand times, and all external evils could not enter!
Except Ji Jue…

Because he is already so close!

The moment the shout sounded, the spirit of Chunjun began to operate, and the blessing chain [Superb] was activated!
Under the blessing of the same transcendental vision, the completely transformed body was forcibly transformed and activated by the ex machina, breaking through the air!

“Hum!”

The monk’s soul, which appeared as smoke, suddenly opened its mouth. There was no sound, but an auditory hallucination like thunder exploded in the perception of every soul.

With the blessing of the Vajra Chant, he once again summoned up his strength, and the essence of the Abyss changed, emerged from the impact of the spiritual essence, and pierced out!
The thought has arrived!

The spiritual impact, which forced all spiritual skills to disintegrate and disappear, and was known as “the annihilation of all dharmas”, had already acted on Ji Jue’s soul the moment it locked onto Ji Jue.

There is no process, no accumulation of energy, and no buffer!
Also had no effect.

The moment the Chunjun in the same soul collided with each other, it disappeared without a trace and was completely useless, unable to even delay the time for a moment.

Then, the monk saw that the blood-stained smiling face suddenly raised up and stared at his soul.

The other hand stretched out from the long sleeves, and when it was raised, it revealed that familiar copper light.

That’s his…vajra!

No, it belongs to Ji Jue now.

Shock? Horror? Despair?

How many ripples were stirred up when his stagnant state of mind was broken? Even he himself could not count them all.

Before the darkness came, the last thought that came to my mind was only one…

It’s over.

boom! ! !
Without any resistance or hesitation, the secret vajra of the Wulou Temple was violently broken by the disintegration technique and didn’t even have the qualification to strike.

He forced the infusion of spiritual essence into it, stimulated it, and mercilessly overloaded this inherited object.

A black light glows from the three-pronged vajra of the wrathful mother.

Hit it on the head!

Dodging, defending, spiritual impact, worldly revisions… all were useless. That was a treasure originally created to deal with all changes in the soul.

It has only one effect – to dispel confusion, repel evil thoughts, and give you a wake-up call!
The iron rod fell on his head!
The soul manifested in the form of smoke shattered like light smoke, the jewel on the top of the head wailed and cracked, and amidst the loud noise, the monk’s head exploded on the spot under the impact of the vajra!
Blood mist gushed out and rose.

Then, the spiritual impact and thunder that had been stagnant for a moment swept across, wreaking havoc and corroding.

The sounds of cracking and wailing continued.

Ji Jue’s figure had disappeared from the spot, dodging the sharp claws of the white deer next to him that were instinctively stabbed in pain, and flashed in the air. Under the transformation of feather transformation, his body was forced to become spiritual, and he shuttled in an instant. Originally, such spiritual jumps could not carry other sundries at all, but now, all the items were forcibly connected by the blessing of the [Axis of Domination] and regarded as part of Ji Jue’s body.

All that was left behind, torn apart and then turned into ashes in the thunder, was only half of a discarded face and a dirty robe.

In a flash, Ji Jue had already broken into the core. The victim of Youshuang, who instinctively stood in a protective position, had just raised his hand when he saw that empty smiling face.

Subconsciously, I screamed.

But then the screaming stopped abruptly.

Ji Jue thrust the poisonous blade in his other hand through his throat and swung it horizontally. The blood fell into the lightning and evaporated, while a head flew high into the air.

The figure flickered like a ghost.

Along with the horrific consumption of his own spiritual essence, the insight of the Han Xiang Jian was fully awakened, illuminating everything and overlooking all the changes in spiritual essence and the operation of blessings.

He easily took in the charging and pre-swing of all abilities, and then, with Chunjun’s acceleration and flashing, he calmly attacked the strong and the weak, defeating them one by one.

At the moment of beheading, he threw the vajra in his hand backwards without looking back, blocking the dart thrown by the white deer victim.

The poisonous blade in the other hand was thrown out, broke through the air, and penetrated into the leader’s heart. The broken poisonous blade released its last strength, and the fierce poison spread from the flesh and soul, quickly rotting and decaying.

In the opponent’s hand, the treasure that had just been taken out fell to the ground weakly, lost its guidance, and the power was interrupted.

Under the control of Lord Wuyou on the other end, he wanted to move and react on his own, but was pulled by the silver thread that popped out from Ji Jue’s sleeve and fell between his five outstretched fingers.

In a flash, everything was reduced to ashes.

Not only that, as Ji Jue flicked his fingers, the piece of iron that was kept close to the body like a life-saving talisman in the arms of all the living and the dead present suddenly glowed silver – and exploded!
This was the straw that broke the camel’s back.

In just less than a second, after experiencing the ravages of thunder, the impact of resentful spirits, Ji Jue’s deliberate targeting, and even the fierce attack on vital points, in just a blink of an eye, blood and broken limbs flew into the air and fell again in the dissipating lightning.

No more sound.

Only one left, the last one.

Just as Huangxu, who had taken all the damage behind Ji Jue, roared, stood up tremblingly, and wanted to make a last-ditch effort, he immediately froze in place.

I saw a finger that had been hovering in front of my forehead without me noticing.

Like a dragonfly skimming the water.

Instantly separate.

Snapped!
Wherever the fingertips touched, a tiny crack quietly opened up.

Then, there were continuous sounds of collapse, peeling, cracking and gushing. Amid the muffled sound, large cracks spread behind him, and blood gushed out from under the cracks like a tide!
At that soft point, under Chunjun’s control and manipulation of the spiritual essence, a wisp of spiritual essence spread out, quietly infiltrating into Huangxu’s body, and then gathered again from within the fragile body.

It was as if it appeared out of thin air.

Then, Pan Ying’s scarlet and ferocity emerged from within and exploded!
The loftiness of Chunjun and the ferocity of Panying, the two combined into one, completing the penetration and transformation between gathering and dispersion, spreading like a bomb!

Two of the nine types of swords were transformed and integrated into one finger. With the use of the dissociation technique, they penetrated deeply into the interior and caused terrifying damage dozens of times more.

——Dissociation technique·Jing Zhen!

With a muffled sound, Huangxu convulsed and fell to the ground.

I tried hard to raise my head and see that face clearly, but it was difficult to distinguish.

All I saw was a pair of calm eyes.

It was pitch black from beginning to end.

The giant face roared.

Scarlet eyes opened one by one on his face and looked at Wuyou Gong. Wuyou Gong’s body was shaking and flickering violently, just like a network delay.

There was a moment when the body was torn into pieces and turned into mud, but the next moment, it returned to its original state and was intact.

Beheading, quartering, beheading, slow slicing…

All kinds of punishments continued to fall from the giant face, but he was unscathed, but his face became more and more ugly. At this moment, just outside the rift, in a remote area of ​​the Endless Sea, disaster fell from the sky without any warning.

In the small town under the cover of night, there was an endless stream of shrill screams.

The sleepy child was torn into pieces, the fisherman who was fishing at night in a small boat was broken in half, and the pot in the kitchen was boiling, cooking the woman’s head that suddenly fell from her neck.

The beer that had just been picked up fell to the ground again, foaming and merging into the blood.

The nightmare-like tragedy spread rapidly without warning, and in an instant the entire island became a living hell. Then the next one, and the next one… It seemed to be endless.

Lord Wuyou’s face turned ashen, and the tiger talisman hovering above his head suddenly grew darker. In the mud, one figure after another rose up like zombies, squirming, invoking blessings and abilities, and acting like puppets to resist the power of the giant mask and even the shadow of the wall of death on his behalf.

When he realized that his subordinates on the other side of his talisman suddenly stopped responding and even the treasures and talismans he had bestowed disappeared without a trace, he could no longer restrain his anger and urged, “Shehri, what are you still delaying for!”

“Calm down, Lord Wuyou, we’ll be there soon!”

Shehri led the team and hurried from the other end to the lost Tower of Audience. The black threads on the bandages were wrapped around and quickly broke.

Very fast.

But the distance is still too long.

As slow as a turtle.

(End of this chapter)