The sacrificial army marched across Wushan, and all the evil spirits in the Maitreya realm retreated, no one dared to approach.

It is majestic and majestic, stretching for hundreds of miles.

Inside the Yue Cry Chariot, Ji Zu was resting with his eyes closed. Suddenly he noticed something. When he slowly opened and closed his eyes, he calmly asked: "Where is this place?"

There are two white-robed high priests outside the chariot. The one on the left is named Ji Yun and the one on the right is named Ji Hai.

Both of them are the current white-robed high priests in the Golden Crow tribe. After receiving the question, Ji Yun immediately bent down and handed over his hands: "Return to Ji Zu, this is Wushan, one of the six mountains in the Maitreya world."

Jizu's eyes flashed slightly, and he looked at the Wushan landscape through the chariot. Although it was a huge area and had a deep and ancient atmosphere, everything he saw was withering and decaying, and it was no longer its grandeur.

"Wushan is also one of the most prosperous families in the Maitreya world. Today's scene is indeed a pity." Ji Zu said softly.

The Maitreya world is extremely mysterious and has been passed down for a very long time. Wushan’s heritage should have been very strong back then.

The legendary witch ancestor is said to have twins, his bloodline cannot be traced, and he is very powerful.

After hearing this, Ji Yun replied again: "Although Wushan is prosperous, it has only passed. Compared with Buzhou Mountain, it is still prosperous, but it is still a little behind."

Ji Zu nodded slightly and said, "How far is it from this place to the Prophet's Mansion?"

"It will take about half a month to arrive." Ji Yun responded respectfully.

All members of the Golden Crow tribe are dispatched, with the goal of targeting the prophet lineage. This mysterious inheritance of the Maitreya world was born in the same era as the sacrificial lineage, and it also holds an important treasure.

If the Golden Crow Tribe can get it in advance, there may be other unexpected gains.

Shiva received mysterious instructions from Mount Buzhou back then, and the matter definitely didn't seem that simple.

The team crossed Wushan and continued to move forward, but suddenly, Ji Zu's calm eyes suddenly burst out with divine light, and he looked at the twisted space halfway up Wushan.

Although the aura fluctuations were very restrained and blended in with the surroundings, Ji Zu still noticed something fishy.

"Having the power of evil spirits is the method of Fengdu." Ji Zu conveyed his words, and the two white-robed high priests outside the chariot immediately looked at each other.

Then without any hesitation, the real energy was condensed in the palms, and there were seals opening and closing, imprinting two huge "jie" characters.

"open!"

Ji Yun and Ji Hai shouted loudly, pushing the power in their palms horizontally, and the two "Jie" character formulas burst out in an instant, blasting into the twisted space.

In an instant, the earth trembled, the mountains shook, gravel flew all over the mountain, and dark clouds rolled in.

But when this force was unleashed, it failed to open the gap in that space.

Ji Yun and Ji Hai looked at each other again, and it was obvious that there was indeed a problem here.

The two of them used the secrets of the Wordless Heavenly Book one after another, and two more magic formulas condensed and fell with a crash.

This time it caused an even bigger ripple, and the gap in the distorted space was finally opened, revealing several figures within a ripple of light.

Ji Zu was sitting in the chariot, his eyes suddenly flashed.

"stop!"

The sound echoed, and the procession immediately stopped in the sky. Tens of thousands of human sacrifices stood on the clouds, looking at the chariot suspiciously.

In Ji Zu's eyes, the black hole hovering between Bai Luo's palms, judging from the aura and appearance, was clearly the ghost of Fengdu.

Chen Yu was sitting there, and he could also tell who this was at a glance!

Ji Zu's body tensed up instantly, his eyes staring at Chen Yu who was in the state of cultivation. Only after seeing him thoroughly did he relax slightly.

"It turns out to be just a clone..." He murmured slightly in thought.

From the appearance, the strength of this ghost clone is in the Great Sage Realm of Litian, but due to the presence of the soul power of the ghosts and gods of Fengdu Mountain, it must be somewhat different.

If it is smashed, it will definitely cause huge losses to the deity.

"It seems that today is the time for the Golden Crow Tribe to perform meritorious deeds." Ji Zu's eyes flashed, and then he no longer hesitated and slowly issued the command: "Yun Hai listens to the order and punishes the evil."

As the words spread, Ji Yun and Ji Hai looked at each other, and they naturally figured out who was located below.

Bai Luo, the ghost descendant of Fengdu Mountain, was a feared and powerful man in the ancient sacrificial era, and his strength should not be underestimated.

But since Ji Zu has spoken, this encounter must be fought.

"Yunhai takes command!" The two of them shouted in unison, stepped out suddenly, and cast magic spells again in the air. When the sleeves and robes surged, golden spells filled the sky and suppressed Wushan.

At the lower position, Guikui Shanjun's Yinluo aura instantly erupted, black mist condensed into shadows, and his giant claws tore across to crush the golden curse.

But at the moment of contact, it collapsed continuously, unable to stop it in the slightest.

"Two white robes..." Guikui Shanjun looked ugly. He was not an opponent at his peak, let alone just a soul body now.

"Yin Yang Ruins." Bai Luo whispered, and the black hole in his palm erupted directly, and the domain was instantly activated, covering the entire Wushan area.

The whirlpool black holes reappeared, the world fell into a state of shattering, and all things turned into twisted shadows, and began to be torn apart under the power of the whirlpool.

The sky-filled golden light spells of the two white-robed high priests were also affected. Before they could reach Chen Yu and the others, they were attacked by destruction in mid-air and collapsed directly.

Ji Yun and Ji Hai looked extremely solemn when they witnessed this scene.

Bai Luo's Yin Yang Ruins domain is very terrifying, and the treasure of the Fengdu Mountain Law has the power to reverse everything. If it is allowed to be pushed to the extreme, the consequences will be disastrous.

Immediately, he tore off a corner of his white robe, revealing a seal branded on his wrist, called: Ding!

Each of the three thousand spells in the Wordless Heavenly Book has its own unique spell ability, but not all of them are of the same level.

This Dingzi Jue ranks among the top 100 among the 3,000!

Fighting the law with the law is the real top collision.

Ji Yun and Ji Hai directly pulled the mark on their wrists, made a seal with their ten fingers, and shouted loudly: "Stand still!"

boom!

The world of Wushan suddenly trembled, the wind stopped and the clouds became calm.

Bai Luo's movements also slowed down, and Chen Luoli and Wuyue froze in place, losing the right to breathe, and not even moving a hair.

Visible to the naked eye, the black hole in Bai Luo's palm rotates slowly.

Those golden curses that had been destroyed were reshaped again and suppressed ruthlessly. When Ghost Kui Shanjun shouted loudly, he frantically activated the evil power in an attempt to resist.

However, I heard another divine voice spreading from the horizon, carrying the power of law.

"Fix the soul!"

At this moment, everything is silent.

Wushan fell into the image of Yin Luo sleeping, and Guikui Shanjun's spirit body could no longer move at all. He watched helplessly as the golden curses were scattered all over the sky, but he was unable to do anything.

Only Bai Luo, holding the sacred weapon of the Fengdu Mountain Law, seems to have broken through the duality of body and soul in the Dingzi Jue, causing the black hole to tremble continuously and the whirlpool to rise again!

The Yin Yang Ruins began to reverse course, and continued to confront the power of the two white-robed high priests, with a trend of becoming evenly matched.

Witnessing this scene, Ji Zu, who was sitting in the chariot, couldn't help but look solemn.

According to rumors, Bai Luo, the ghost descendant of Fengdu Mountain, once defeated Wu Mei's first ghost descendant and shattered half of his body, and he has not recovered yet.

It can be seen now that it is indeed well-deserved.

Just Bai Luo alone was able to contain the two white-robed high priests of Buzhou Mountain.

If Fengdu Mountain had also participated in the all-out demon war, Buzhou Mountain would have been in great danger.

Seeing that even this, Ji Yun and Ji Hai could not control Bai Luo, they immediately gritted their teeth and yelled in unison: "Delimit!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the power of the Ding Zi Jue exploded completely, and the rules were implemented, bringing Bai Luo's Yin Yang Ruins domain to a brief standstill!

The whirlpool black hole stopped spinning, everything stopped at this moment, and the dust on the sky and the earth floated in the air, motionless.

"seal up!"

Ji Yun and Ji Hai changed their shapes and used another magic formula, preparing to seal Bai Luo.

But at this moment, a cold light suddenly burst out, the sword intention flew through the sky, and the Wushan realm, which was originally deathly silent, started to blow with a biting sword wind!

boom!

When the sword rises, the aura covers the sky, covering the clouds and the wasteland, like the Milky Way upside down, cutting off the golden curse and interrupting Ji Yun and Ji Hai's spellcasting.

The expressions of the two people changed and they both looked over.

It was a young man sitting cross-legged. There was a sword lying flat in front of his knees. Before he moved, he had already shattered the golden curse.

"Who is at your feet!"

Ji Yun and Ji Hai shouted together, the true energy poured out majestically, and the sound of heaven rolled.

Sword Lord Thirteen slowly opened his eyes, looked up, and finally stood up.

Seeing this scene, even Ji Zu in the chariot couldn't help but frown.

"Is this kid ignoring the Ding Zi Jue?"

Sword Lord Thirteen has a cold face, holding a long sword, with a sword field spread out across the sky and the wasteland.

As the last member of the Kenmaru clan, he has almost perfectly inherited all bloodline origins.

There is no entrance to the Maitreya Realm, but it has been waiting here thousands of years ago, waiting for the disaster to come to Xitian Continent, which is already a kind of proof.

He ignores the laws of space!
To be continued...