The second reason is that every time he opened up another meridian, his immunity to the aura emitted by Ju Men became stronger, so his actions were not hindered.
The huge gate was right in front of him, like a wild beast lying there, majestic like the ocean, shocking countless people, but unable to stop Wutan's steps.
He walked forward step by step with steady steps. The ninety-eight meridians beneath his skin flashed blood-red light like miniature fire dragons.
"He has already entered the ten-foot range. Could he really have walked under the giant gate? This is incredible!" someone exclaimed.
The battle between Di Tian, Zhan Feng and the other two started again.
The three of them formed a triangle, sandwiching Di Tian in the center. They used all kinds of methods at the same time, their essence was surging, and their power was earth-shaking, but Di Tian's face was indifferent and calm, and he used all kinds of powerful moves with ease, and he was not at a disadvantage at all.
In mid-air, thousands of sword energies crisscrossed, tearing apart the sky and splitting the earth. The power of fire surged, burning everything. The power of wood roared, piercing through the clouds. A fierce battle began!
"Amitabha, as the Buddha said, the sea of suffering is boundless and there is always a way out when you turn back. This donor has been deeply possessed by the devil and if he is not saved in time, he will surely bring disaster to all living beings in the future." The Buddhist disciple clasped his hands together, looking like the reincarnation of Buddha, with a look of compassion on his face.
At this time, he also chose to take action. A Buddha statue appeared above his head, and the Buddha's light shone upon the world, purifying the sins and evils between heaven and earth.
"You bald ass, you are pretending to be sympathetic. Put away your disgusting face. If you are jealous, just say it. Why are you being so pretentious? You want to stop him, but I won't let you succeed!"
Guiguzi of the Ghost Sect sneered repeatedly, and black mist rose from his body, as if he was possessed by a demon. An evil and cold aura spread over the sky and earth.
The two sects are the overlords of Xihuzhou, each occupying one side. Normally, either you plot against me, or I plot against you. The hatred has long been as deep as the sea and cannot be resolved. No matter where they go, they are destined to be opponents.
Seeing Guiguzi suddenly intervene, a flash of murderous light flashed in the Buddhist's eyes.
But he had to admit that he was quite afraid of Guiguzi's strength. The two had fought countless times in Xihuzhou, and in the end they were almost evenly matched, with neither side having ever truly won.
If it were someone else it would be understandable, but Buddhism is the nemesis of all evil things, and it couldn't even control the Ghost Sect. You can imagine how powerful it is.
The battle was about to break out, the evil spirit was overwhelming, the dark clouds were rolling, as if there were evil spirits roaring, seducing the soul. The Buddha's light shone in the sky, purifying the endless evil, the two sides fought against each other, and as always, it was hard to tell who was better.
The three sects of Nanquezhou took action but were held back by Di Tian. The two major sects of Xihuzhou fought among themselves, but they were all very wise and did not let their disciples join the battle.
If everyone joins the battle, this place will be in chaos and death is inevitable. There have been large numbers of casualties before even entering the Jueyin ruins, which is not what they want to see.
Looking at the scene, An Li frowned and asked, "What should we do now?"
Wang Chu's face was as gloomy as water. Obviously, the current situation was somewhat beyond his expectations. He thought that people from other continents would make great efforts, so they could fish in troubled waters, but now except for the Son of God, everyone else is keeping their troops on hold.
"Let's wait and see. The three major forces of Zhongyaozhou haven't arrived yet. Maybe there will be a glimmer of hope by then." After hesitating for a while, Wang Chu still didn't dare to be careless and made a decision.
Unlike other continents, if he chooses to take action now, Shura Palace and Ice Valley will definitely not let them go and will pursue them to the end.
If the Tianyang Sect had a teleportation channel all the way to Fengyang City, he would not be afraid, as one message would be enough to summon the sect leaders far away in Qinglong Continent. But it is different now, they have already had a grudge with the Shura Palace, and the Shura Palace leaders will definitely not allow the sect leaders to continue using the Holy Ban of Teleportation.
In other words, the fifty people from the Tianyang Sect have been completely isolated. Unless they form an alliance with others, they will not have any reinforcements. So he has to be cautious, otherwise he will be slaughtered.
The emperor stood high in the sky, looking down silently. He neither went down to persuade them nor took action against Wutan. However, from his gloomy eyes, it could be seen that he was not at peace.
In fact, he really wanted to go down and kill Wutan, and get rid of everyone in Shura Palace and Hanbing Valley to avenge what happened that day, but under the threat of Hanbing Order, he did not dare to act rashly.
There is another reason. Old Twelve and other great masters are just outside Fengyang City. With their cultivation level, as long as they get the news from the Shura disciples, they can arrive in an instant.
In addition, there is the holy ban on teleportation, and the Shura Palace can send people at any time. Just the three people including Old Twelve are enough to give him a headache. If the other nine great venerables are added, won’t the Great Confucian Dynasty be wiped out
Unless the Forbidden Sect, the Weapon Sect, and the Wanbao Pavilion help, but if they were really willing to help, the emperor would not have compromised outside the city.
In just this period of time, Wutan was only three meters away from Jumen.
The distance of three meters was only one step away. The Little Sword Saint and others became anxious and attacked with all their might. The Emperor Tian was in high spirits, and every move he made was perfect and flawless, leaving them no chance at all.
"Guiguzi, if you really want to do this, you should know that Wujitian's great increase in strength will not benefit you or me," the Buddhist disciple said in a voice transmission, getting angry.
"Hehehe, you baldy, are you anxious now? Your true nature is showing? Don't think that I will let you go just by saying a few sweet words," Guiguzi transmitted his voice, sneering.
Upon hearing this, the Buddhist disciple's face became as gloomy as water, and he became murderous, as if he were possessed by a demon. He used all his killing moves without mercy, which was completely different from his previous compassionate appearance.
Guiguzi was very powerful and he did not lose his composure at all, he handled the situation with ease, and from time to time he sent messages and used sarcastic words, which made the Buddhist disciple extremely angry, but he did not dare to lose his temper in public for fear of affecting his impression.
“Haha, I didn’t expect it to be so lively here!”
A loud laugh sounded from the sky, and then fifty figures dressed in different costumes broke through the air, releasing their aura without any concealment, stirring up the essence of heaven and earth and startling everyone.
"Someone actually made a breakthrough here. Interesting, interesting!"
A burly man with a full beard came flying in the air, stepping on a Fang Tian Hua Ji. He had a rough appearance, bright eyes, and was taller than an ordinary man, as tall as a dragon or a tiger. His muscles bulged under his robe, full of explosive power.
The big man looked at the bloody storm under the huge gate, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he waved his hand, and the painted halberd under his feet shone brightly, like a flaming sun, so bright that people could not open their eyes.
call out…
Transforming into a divine rainbow, the Fang Tian Huaji pierced through the void, as if teleporting, and actually broke through the defense of Han Tian and others, heading straight for Wutan. The terrifying edge made everyone present change color!
"snort!"
Tiangang snorted coldly and flashed his body. He ignored the pressure from Jumen's momentum, and the magic python arm emerged. His momentum suddenly increased. Every scale flashed with metallic luster, ferocious and terrifying!
"Stand back."
However, at this moment, Wutan's faint voice was heard. Tiangang frowned, but stopped, then turned around and stared at the person who came.
Faced with such a powerful attack, Wutan didn't even frown. He suddenly turned around, the skin and flesh in the center of his forehead tore, and his third eye opened. With a flash of light, he directly swallowed up the Fang Tian Huaji, and the powerful momentum disappeared!
This scene shocked everyone present. The Fang Tian Hua Ji was a king's divine weapon, and it had been fully revived. Even a cultivator in the Hundred Dynasties Great Accomplishment Stage might not dare to confront it head-on.
But how could this person crack it so easily
The blood-red storm roared and rolled, submerging Wu Tian, and no one could see the scene inside. In fact, this was also what he wanted. The Star Realm was his biggest trump card, and it was best not to expose it unless it was a critical moment.
"If you make a move again, don't even think about getting this king's magic weapon back. You can think of it as me threatening you," Wutan said in a flat tone. His third eye flashed, and the Fang Tian Huaji pierced through the bloody storm and shot out.
After returning the Fang Tian Hua Ji, Wutan took a step forward without any delay and finally arrived under the Ju Men. The ninety-ninth meridian quickly took shape, floating on his forehead, shining brightly.
At this moment, he felt that his vision had suddenly become wider and he could see scenery a hundred miles away. The speed at which he absorbed essence was almost a hundred times faster than before. He also sensed that his soul power was also stirring, and there were signs that it was about to break through to the king-level soul power!
Not only that, the Ju Yuan Ban that had been giving him a headache suddenly became clear to him, and many things that he didn't understand before suddenly became much simpler.
He even suspected that if he tried to comprehend the Nine Palaces Ultimate Kill now, he would be able to comprehend it thoroughly within ten days.
On the other side, the burly man waved his hand, and the Fang Tian Hua Ji fell into his hand, with a gleam in his eyes.
Just before, this magical weapon that had been with him for many years suddenly lost contact, as if it had disappeared out of thin air, or as if it was trapped in some kind of barrier and could not be sensed, let alone summoned!
A young man next to the big man stared at the bloody storm unkindly and said lightly: "Senior Brother Murong, this person is really arrogant. Why don't we take action together? These people can't stop him at all."
This person is none other than the eldest disciple of the Qi Sect’s leader, Murong Feichang!
"I've heard in the sect a long time ago that the people in Shura Palace are very strong and there are many of them. Now I really want to give it a try. Can the fifteen of us brothers and sisters wipe them all out?" Another person spoke with a look of contempt, not taking Han Tian and the others seriously at all.
"Haha, that's interesting."
Seeing this scene, Murong Fei raised the corner of his mouth with a hint of amusement. He was the eldest disciple of the sect master and had an extraordinary status. As long as there were enough materials, he would have no shortage of the king's magic weapons.
However, this Fang Tian Hua Ji was made by him personally. It was of great significance to him and no mistakes could be allowed.
In fact, this is not the main reason, but Wu Tian has reached the end, and there is no point in stopping him now.
Murong Feichang turned sideways, looked at the two people beside him, and said with a smile: "Brother Gou, Brother Cang, did you see how Wu Tian broke my attack?"
Among these two people, one is Gou Yaolong, a genius from the Forbidden Sect who once competed with Wutan for the Nine Palaces Killing Skill in the Wanbao Pavilion. He has an ordinary appearance but an outstanding temperament that is hard to be ignored. He is shrouded in a hidden aura, which is the soul power!
Not far away from them, a young man in gorgeous clothes stood proudly. Unlike the previous two people who were so humble, his handsome face was full of pride, as if all things and people were not worthy of his attention.
He is the son of the master of Wanbao Pavilion, Cang Zheng!
(End of this chapter)