Chapter 277 Socially anxious master vs. sickly disciple 52
In the end, except for Quan Jiu and a few ancestors who were still standing, everyone else knelt on the ground, with fear in their eyes.
Even at such a long distance, they could all be affected by the thunder, not to mention Ji Xiao who was right in the middle of it.
It is completely unimaginable what kind of power Ji Xiao has endured.
"Even if he is the Demon Lord, he will definitely not survive such a powerful thunder..."
"It's so terrifying. No wonder no one on the continent has ascended in the past ten thousand years. They must have been struck to death by heavenly thunder."
It was like a comet hitting the earth. At the last moment, the dazzling white light forced Quan Jiu to close his eyes.
The vision disappeared.
Hearing also disappeared.
She didn't know how long it was before she heard a wailing sound in her ear.
It’s Xiao Fujiko.
The gorgeous purple iris on its head was chopped off completely, and the petals drifted away in the wind like autumn leaves, leaving only the dry flower stems.
It's bald.
Quan Jiu rubbed its little head soothingly and ran quickly towards Ji Xiao.
She lifted the man up from the ground and caught a glimpse of the white bones exposed in his thighs and arms. She clenched her jaw tightly, and the fingers reaching under his nose trembled slightly...
Three seconds later.
Quan Jiu breathed a sigh of relief.
At least I'm still breathing.
Seeing the change in her expression, the seven ancestors' faces turned pale instantly.
He's not dead?!
How is this possible?
Hasn't it been nearly ten thousand years since a cultivator ascended to godhood?!
Everyone stared at Ji Xiao lying on the ground, as if they were looking at something scary.
"Go, go!! Now now!"
The gods are as long-lived as the sky and are immortal. If they stay here, they will just wait for death.
Even though Ji Xiao looked weak and powerless at the moment, they could not muster any fighting spirit.
Immortals and gods are essentially different.
The seven people, who had lost all their fighting spirit, were so frightened that their legs were trembling. They didn't even care about their disciples and turned around and left.
Sect Leader Zhou was also frightened, but looking at Ji Xiao who was still recovering, a twisted feeling of unwillingness welled up in his heart:
"Ancestor, it's useless to escape now. Ji Xiao will find us sooner or later!"
Our ancestors knew this truth very well, and several of them looked dejected.
They have practiced for seven or eight hundred years and finally touched the barrier to ascending to become gods. Now they are suddenly killed. How can they be willing to accept it?
The Xiangshan Sect's ancestor shook his head, a wave of intense despair rising in his heart:
"It's no use, we're dead."
Sect Leader Zhou's eyes were dark and sinister, filled with paranoia and a madness that wanted to destroy everything.
"Who said there's no way?"
The ancestor of the Xiangshan School was shocked when he heard this and was still in a daze. But then, his whole body trembled, as if he understood something.
"You mean..."
"The Holy Land Nine Lock Formation."
Sect Leader Zhou made a desperate move and stared at the seven ancestors:
"Even if we can't kill him, we can delay him for a few months. After we settle the affairs of the sect, we can find a remote and extremely cold place to hide. Maybe there is still a glimmer of hope."
The seven ancestors looked at each other, and one of them shook his head and said righteously:
"I disagree. This holy land formation is the foundation of the continent's spiritual energy. Our ancestors have long said that it must not be activated unless the continent's survival is at stake!"
"Now is a matter of life and death! If Ji Xiao is not trapped, the eight major sects will be finished sooner or later!"
"Bullshit! You're just trying to save your own lives! Once the formation is activated, all the spiritual energy of the entire continent will be used to maintain its operation. Without spiritual energy, it will be extremely difficult for all the immortal cultivators in the world to advance!"
Of the seven people, only one raised an objection.
Finally, the oldest elder spoke:
"The elders' objection is not without reason."
The old man had a kind face and seemed to have a lot of say. When he opened his mouth, everyone fell silent.
The Xiangshan Sect's ancestor frowned: "Old Zhao..."
The old man named Lao Zhao raised his hand to stop him from speaking, and turned to look at the elder:
"We can discuss the formation later. Let's leave first."
The elder breathed a sigh of relief:
"Old Zhao is still sensible..."
He said, turning around.
However, when he turned around, a sharp sword pierced his heart.
The elder opened his eyes wide and used his last bit of strength to turn around. Before he closed his eyes completely, he saw the old man's face.
The old man had a kind face, like a gracious Maitreya Buddha, looking at him with a gentle smile.
"Bang--"
A body fell to the ground.
The old man indifferently threw away the sword in his hand and took out a broken jade pendant from the elder's arms.
"Let's start the formation."
…
The seven jade pendants merged together and the formation was activated.
Ji Xiao's exposed white bones recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the new flesh that grew was intact, as if he had never been injured at all.
Not only that, the blood and energy surging in his body also disappeared.
The man opened his eyes and saw the gorgeous woman in front of him at first sight.
Quan Jiu: "Does it still hurt?"
Ji Xiao shook his head and looked up to see the transparent cover appearing above the sky. His eyes turned slightly cold.
The formation had not yet completely closed, but the exit was very far away, making it impossible to escape. Looking at the group of people who were about to escape from the formation, Ji Xiao spoke in a cold voice.
"Little Fujiko."
“Whoosh!”
Xiao Tengzi, who had been lying in ambush, jumped up from the ground and tied up everyone.
It glanced at Zuo Yao, who had long been unconscious, and the flower bud that had grown again on its head tilted in confusion. Finally, it took decisive action and threw Zuo Yao out when the formation was completely closed.
The wine is its.
If he stayed, he would only compete with it for favor.
…
Ji Xiao looked at the hypocritical and upright people in a cold way, with no warmth in his eyes.
Sect Leader Zuo was lying at his feet. He caught a glimpse of Ji Xiao, who had become a god, and felt a pang of fear in his heart.
A soft golden light was floating around the man. Just by lying at his feet, one could feel the vitality of spring returning to the earth. At the same time, he also had an extra layer of unattainable alienation.
This is the God Race.
The true ruler of the six realms.
Ji Xiao held Quan Jiu's hand and asked, "How do you want to punish them?"
Quan Jiu said lightly: "Kill him."
"Master Lan, we've known each other for a while, you can't be so cruel!"
Among the seven sects, other people began to speak one after another, kneeling down to beg for mercy.
"Master Lan, I didn't attack you just now. I just stood by and watched..."
Quan Jiu's eyes were sharp, as if he could see through his inner thoughts:
"You didn't do it because you're a coward and a deserter."
The man she stared at felt a pang of fear in his heart, his eyes dazed: "I, I..."
Ji Xiao had an indifferent expression. With a wave of his robe, all the people in front of him disappeared.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of people disappeared completely.
Quan Jiu's eyes lit up slightly: "Young man, you have something."
Ji Xiao smiled and asked her, Xiao Tengzi and Long Yuan to sign the contract again.
Quan Jiu rubbed Xiao Tengzi's head:
"I don't know how to get out of this formation."
Ji Xiao: "Don't go out yet."
There is one thing that is more important than going out.
Quan Jiu: “?”
"marriage."
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