When the nine colors came, even the five figures that were already 100,000 miles away felt the meaning of death.

This brilliance is thousands of times more dazzling than Guangyang, but there is no warmth of Guangyang at all, but a chilling coldness.

Chu Cheng's figure had already appeared beside Zhang Mubai, and he said in a low voice: "Under such power, this ghost-faced man will definitely die." But I also need to hurry up and escape, or I will be buried with that person in the aftermath!"

This is the nine-colored brilliance, the nine-colored brilliance contained in the Immortal Pavilion, even the powerhouse of the Sky Realm who can be called the Immortal King is difficult to compete, not to mention that this is just a ghost-faced person who destroys the realm.

But the Ghostface is hard to resist, and so are they. The only hope is that the Ghostface will last a little longer.

It's just that it's not possible. This is the most terrifying thunder from the origin of thunder, the source of the mystical tribulation.

Chu Cheng is playing with fire and self-immolation. But there is no way, only this way can we see the way of life.

Although the five of them were frightened, they were all weak under this terrifying power. But he still bites the tip of his tongue, so that the pain continues to stimulate the nerves, so that he can lift the strength of the whole body and escape.

With a loud bang, five figures pierced the sky. Under this gravity, he left the Netherworld Mountains directly, and paved the way with Guangyang, reaching the same speed as the light.

But it didn't take long for the five rays of light to be shattered in a burst of echoes.

At this moment, their faces are extremely ugly, and if the light is broken, then they will not be able to blend into the light. Unable to reach the speed of light.

Behind him, fierce and steel-like winds came one after another, and each slap on the body was a bone shock.

There are even wisps of thunder that invade and destroy everyone's life.

Chu Cheng heard four muffled snorts, blood splattered everywhere, and instantly turned into blood mist under the violent qi.

In his throat, there was also a fishy sweet smell, and a thick smell gushed out of his internal organs, but he was still swallowed forcefully.

Chu Cheng turned his head and glanced at the others, almost all of them were extremely pale. Only the Black Wind Dao Venerable was different, his face was purple and red.

This is the red under the terror, and everyone present, only he has personally felt the horror of the nine-color coercion.

At that time, if it weren't for Chu Cheng's timely withdrawal, he would have been gone. But even so, it has become a flame of a broken candle, and if it is not for a moon, it will be difficult to resurrect.

Now that I see the nine colors again, my heart is already terrified.

"You're all leaning together. ”

At this moment, Chu Cheng stretched out his hand and waved, and a light instantly covered the other four people, and the figure instantly melted into the wind, taking advantage of the wind, it went straight to 300,000 miles away, and 10,000 talismans appeared in his hand.

This is the only remaining 10,000 talismans, Chu Cheng wants to make this wind and waves more violent, so that the east wind and speed far exceed the light.

The wind speed can't exceed the light, but it's not absolute. What Chu Cheng saw in the Jade Bowl Painting Curtain back then, under the sword of the predecessor of the Snow Ballad, he instantly arrived at the place where the emperor was located from millions of light years.

The wind that the sword machine scattered was undoubtedly far beyond the speed of light. This attribution force is when the force reaches an unimaginable level. Not to mention the speed of superlight, even turning back time can be achieved.

Chu Cheng was just about to crush these talismans when he heard a roaring thunder sound from behind.

After hearing this, Chu Cheng's face suddenly froze.

"Not dead?"

It had been three breaths since the Nine Colors descended from the Thunder Origin Ground one after another. The ghost-faced man is still gone.

When Chu Cheng turned around, he saw a large hole appear in the sky above the millions of miles of heaven and earth behind him, covered by countless seven-colored thunderbolts, and the nine colors in the middle were constantly looming.

After the roar, a sound and thunder rushed to a million miles in an instant, and clearly fell in their ears.

"Do you think that with this nine-colored divine thunder, you can kill the old man?"

"The old man has already died once, who can condemn me to life and death again!"

A wild laugh followed. made the faces of the five people present change instantly.

Under such a terrifying nine-color destruction, the aura of this ghost-faced man did not decrease but increased, and a monstrous intent rushed into the thunder.

"When the old man meets someone, I am not destined to die. Because hatred is always in the heart. It doesn't matter if the lights and candles are extinguished, but this enmity cannot be extinguished!!"

"If you can't extinguish the old man's hatred, you can't extinguish the fire in the old man's body! From then on, the old man swore that if there is still someone who calculates me in the future, then even if he is a god or a Buddha, the old man will let him die!"

Roar again, shine brightly. For a moment, the nine-colored light actually retreated.

As far as everyone could see, it was a one-armed and one-legged man covered in blood, and the old wounds were torn apart again under the nine-colored light, and the blood flowed freely.

He was covered in wounds, and the laceration in his forehead, half of his flesh, was even more shocking. But the breath is rising layer by layer.

"Heaven will not destroy me, how can you wait for the ants to kill me?" the ghost-faced man laughed wildly, and reached out to press the ground into the ground.

Under one press, a picture curtain that shocked the world suddenly rose.

The heavens and the earth were destroyed, and in a loud noise, the radius of hundreds of millions of miles suddenly cracked, and the earth's veins were cut off at the waist, and they arched towards the sky.

In an instant, the crust of the mountain range that had been condensed for countless years was all cracked at this moment, and hundreds of millions of miles of red light shone on the sky again, and for a time it shook the nine-colored brilliance that fell above.

If the mountain is bell-shaped, it is still rising high, and the broken sky is made up in an instant. At the same time, a force of heaven and earth turned into hundreds of millions of flame dragons soaring into the sky, wanting to compete with the power of the origin of thunder!

Everyone felt this qi machine, felt this scorching heat that could incinerate everything, and their hearts suddenly shook violently.

"This is the Ten Forbidden Formations Diagram of Annihilation!!" Seeing this scene, the sword master immediately exclaimed loudly.

The big waves are turbulent, and they are magnificent. Looking back, even the nine-colored light was trembling continuously, and the flame dragon rose into the air, regretting the power of heaven.

Above is already a moat, dividing the heavenly domain. The Nine Colors of Xuan Thunder were forced back into the whirlpool. At the same time, another roar rang out.

The ghost-faced man made a move, gathering thousands of miles of wind and clouds, paving the way with blood-colored rivers and mountains, and turning the killing machine into a stormy attack, and came to Chu Cheng in an instant.

Someone moves with one palm, and the power can kill the gods and beat the Buddha. The sky was blood-red.

This is directly to Chu Cheng with a palm, directly the body bursts, the Yuan Shen is shattered, and the sky is full of crystals.

The world is long, only the monstrous killing machine is left, and it continues to move with one palm.

Chu Cheng instantly raised his breath to the peak, and Xuanhuang Immortal paved his body, but he still couldn't resist this palm!

The scattered fragments flickered brightly, and a faint figure was rapidly condensing.

Chu Cheng is a living body, and unless the Yuan Shen is wiped out, he can still reunite. But this palm came to him, apparently to wipe him out completely.

Zhang Mubai's expression changed greatly, and he hurriedly rushed forward to resist. But between the flips, he still can't hide from being suppressed.

The blood is stained again, and the two winds are coming, and it is still the same!

Liu Changzai's face changed, and when he saw that the palm was still straight forward, he would not stop if he didn't kill Chu Cheng. Gritting his teeth, he wanted to take this opportunity to escape alone.

However, at this moment, the heavens and the earth trembled again.

Under the serious injuries of the people, in the trembling of their hearts, they heard the sound of footsteps in the distance, and walked towards the river, stepping on the water.

There was a hand that was pushed hundreds of thousands of miles away into the distance, and the power of that palm stopped abruptly in the sparks.

The figure in the wind and clouds felt this qi and suddenly raised its head, and the only remaining eye shrank sharply.

In those cloudy eyes, there was confusion, doubt, and more horror.

Zhang Mubai raised his head while coughing up blood, and a figure was clearly reflected in his bloodshot eyes.

It was a gray-clad young man with gray hair and a very handsome man.