Chapter 409 Who will dominate
Chapter 409 Who will dominate
When the people from the Holy Phoenix Palace and the royal family arrived, Yang Jingjing had just been knocked to the ground by Ji Wantang's punch again. The young master of the Holy Phoenix Palace hurried over to catch Yang Jingjing. After putting her down, he faced Ji Wantang who was coming towards him, and together with Chi Yuan, he gritted his teeth and took the blow.
However, with just one move, Chi Yuan fell to the ground with a pale face, and the young master of the Holy Phoenix Palace also spat out blood, completely losing his fighting ability.
“You are in the Nascent Soul stage and you can take my attack without dying…” Ji Wantang looked at the two of them, his eyes fell on the four people who had resisted him before, and said lightly: “Do you also want to be like them, exhausting your foundation and burning your life to make this meaningless resistance?”
Even if Yang Jingjing burned her flesh and blood and her lifespan, she could only hold back Ji Wantang for half a minute.
But in this half a quarter of an hour, these geniuses had been completely exhausted.
"You were able to stop me for half a minute with your Nascent Soul cultivation, so your death is not unjust."
Ji Wantang gently waved the bone sickle in his hand, and a huge white shadow condensed in the air.
The huge shadow was in the shape of a human, without any facial features, looking down at everyone.
Clearly it did nothing, but with its towering figure and terrifying pressure, everyone felt as if their lives and deaths were being indifferently manipulated by a god that looked down on all living things.
The suffocating feeling made all the monks present dare not even breathe.
As a deity, Ji Wantang is like a giant dragon hunting a pack of wolves. This is undoubtedly absolute suppression.
Even Xu Lewei, a top-level genius in the Nascent Soul stage, could only hold the enemy at bay for half a quarter of an hour after exhausting all her trump cards. If it were them...
No, if it were them, they wouldn’t even dare to attack Ji Wantang who was in the Spirit Transformation Stage.
The pressure from the God Transformation Stage carries the power of heaven and earth. Not every Nascent Soul Stage cultivator can withstand the wrath of heaven and earth and fight against a God Transformation Stage cultivator.
Ji Wantang lowered his eyes: "Now that I have wasted all these events on you, it is time to reap the rewards."
She raised her hand casually, and the giant white shadow in the air also raised its hand and pressed towards the monks below.
Yang Jingjing looked at the overturned hand, gritted her teeth, and shouted: "Lingtian Pavilion disciples, form a formation!"
Compared with the disciples from other sects who were in a panic, the disciples of Lingtian Pavilion were obviously gathered around Yang Jingjing. When they heard her voice, they set up the formation without hesitation and gathered the strength of more than 70 people to fight against the huge hand that was falling down.
Seeing this scene, the leaders of several other forces also ordered their disciples to gather their strength.
Ji Wantang looked at this scene, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Fools, do you really think you were the ones who blocked me before? I was just waiting for the formation to start. Now that the formation is ready, you can go and be buried with the disciples of Guangming Hall."
Ji Wantang's hand seals changed, and horrible howling sounds of wind were heard from the air and underground at the same time.
The monks felt that the spiritual energy was constantly absorbing the surrounding space. At the same time, Ji Wantang's momentum in the air was getting stronger and stronger.
"Not enough, not enough. Are you still planning to resist?" Ji Wantang felt the growing power in his body as tens of thousands of cultivators weakened under his feet. He sensed that the best among these disciples were still planning to use the magic weapons given by their elders to barely resist. He sneered and stretched out his hand, "Let me send you off again."
Yang Jingjing was completely defeated from the battle by the spiritual seal she once again cast, and she collapsed on top of the disciple of Lingtian Pavilion.
"Ji Wantang... don't think you have really won. The Nascent Soul Stage can't stop you. You are not the only one in the Spiritual Transformation Stage."
Ji Wantang narrowed his eyes and pointed a finger at her: "After I devour your power, I will naturally go find Lin Zhao and settle our previous grudges."
Before the spiritual flow arrived, the pressure arrived first.
Yang Jingjing closed her eyes, waiting for the spiritual flow to swallow her up.
But she didn't wait, even the howling sound of the wind around her disappeared at this moment.
Did Ji Wantang's beating cause her perception to become impaired?
"Young Master Yang, please step back."
A familiar voice of a young girl came from above her.
Yang Jingjing opened her eyes and looked at the other person's back with such surprise, as she had never done before.
Lin Zhao pulled out a dozen jade bottles from his sleeve and threw them to the Guangming Hall leader who was the least injured among the group: "Brother, please divide these among them. Leave the rest to me."
The leader of Guangming Hall looked at the blue-shirted girl who appeared, blocked the spiritual flow released by Ji Wantang with one hand, and shattered the huge white figure condensed by Ji Wantang with a sword. Only then did he understand what the other party meant when she said that he and others posed no threat to her.
These geniuses in the Nascent Soul stage, boasting that they have been in the Nascent Soul stage for many years, believe that they will not necessarily lose to some people in the Spirit Transformation stage.
But it was not until Ji Wantang appeared in an absolutely invincible posture that he realized that when a true genius was suppressed by people like him in terms of level, they would have no ability to resist.
He took the jade bottle, smelled it, looked at Lin Zhao with complicated eyes for a while, and finally looked at the red-dressed girl high in the sky. He closed his eyes in pain, staggered towards the young masters of several other giant-level forces, and distributed the pills.
Ji Wantang saw Lin Zhao appear and taunted, "It's too late for you to show up now. My formation has already taken shape. I can absorb their power at any time."
Lin Zhao jumped up and stayed in the sky at the same height as Ji Wantang, confronting him from a distance.
"I won't comment on your actions." The Tianhuang Bone Sword lay horizontally in Lin Zhao's hand.
"But you can't stop me from doing anything. You said I showed up too late, so I'll show you that no matter when I show up, your formation will be vulnerable to me."
The next moment, the sky around Lin Zhao suddenly turned into a pitch-black night, with stars twinkling behind her.
Lin Zhao met Ji Wantang's indifferent gaze and smiled: "Ji Wantang, setting up the formation is difficult, but wouldn't it be too easy to destroy it for a talisman master of our level?"
When Ji Wantang realized what Lin Zhao wanted to do by summoning this group of stars, surprise appeared on his face for the first time: "You actually want to use the power of the Seven Star Palace?! Aren't you afraid that this power will backfire on you?"
Her description of the Seven Star Palace and her expression made Lin Zhao laugh: "It seems that you know as much as I do. Then I feel relieved."
The phoenix wings opened, Lin Zhao raised the sword, and the Heavenly Phoenix King appeared.
After reaching the Spirit Transformation Stage, Lin Zhao’s Heavenly Phoenix King Formation was already able to completely cover the area where the formation that covered tens of thousands of cultivators was located.
Under the suppression of the Heavenly Phoenix King, this formation felt as if it was breaking apart.
"The power of the Ancestral Phoenix..." Ji Wantang's eyes darkened. He also understood that with Lin Zhao here, he could no longer absorb the power of these cultivators from the formation.
"It seems that I have to kill you first before carrying out my plan." Ji Wantang summoned his giant white sickle again, his beautiful eyes slightly narrowed.
Lin Zhao's phoenix wings expanded again, and the sky full of stars behind her also expanded at the same time.
From this moment on, the world changed from day to night.
The only bright light in the darkness was the starry sky behind Lin Zhao.
"Ji Wantang, now let's see who will rule this world."
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