Chapter 511 Your Way Is Wrong. (1/2)

He had just tried his best to activate the Possa World, and with the power of the pagoda, he could even match the attack power of the peak saints. However, he still couldn't stop the opponent's attack?

How could this be possible? What virtue and ability did this boy have to possess such a heaven-defying combat power!

At this time, Ji Tianming was filled with a sense of transcendence, like a person from the outside world, as if he was incompatible with this world, which gave people a great shock.

He looked up at Fan Wujie and said, "You lost."

Fan Wujie's heart twitched when he heard this, and his face was extremely gloomy.

"Do you want to continue?" Ji Tianming asked again, his tone was light and calm, as if he was narrating an insignificant matter.

Fan Wujie's face turned pale when he heard this, and his fists creaked. As the most prestigious young generation in the Paradise Domain, how could he be eliminated in the first round?

Wouldn't it be a joke for others to see when he returned, and they would definitely ridicule him.

He would never allow such a thing to happen.

"Do you think that you can win by breaking through my Possa world? You underestimate me too much!" Fan Wujie said coldly, with a hint of ferocity in his eyes.

After the words fell, Fan Wujie stepped forward, and the golden light flowing on his body became stronger. He really turned into an ancient Buddha. His momentum became stronger, and the Buddha's light was lingering all over his body, as if he was wearing a layer of Buddha's clothes, which made him look sacred and extraordinary.

"Amitabha." Fan Wujie chanted a Buddhist name, and the surrounding spiritual mountain shadows trembled wildly. The Buddha's light enveloped the heavens, making the sky brighter.

Endless Buddhist sounds rang out, as if penetrating through the space, descending on the eardrums of the crowd, cleansing people's souls.

The crowd showed awe. The strong Buddhist sound was worthy of being the top evildoer in the Paradise, and its strength far exceeded that of the same realm.

"Boom boom..."

The Buddha's light seemed to be alive, and endless golden swastikas danced in the space. A surge of extremely powerful pressure burst out, covering the boundless space, suppressing countless people, causing their breathing to become rapid and their faces to turn pale.

"The Supreme Forget Love." Facing such an attack, Ji Tianming suddenly murmured, and he closed his eyes, as if he had entered a mysterious state.

Then an ancient shadow appeared behind his head. This shadow was a young man with a handsome face, revealing a sense of transcendence.

This person was wearing a green robe, elegant and elegant, standing there, as if he had left the world, and as if he had merged into the world, every move was full of charm, unpredictable.

I saw this person raise his palm and gently push forward.

In an instant, a wisp of breeze was born between heaven and earth. These winds were extremely gentle, blowing through the void, making the void more peaceful, and a faint Zen meaning permeated from his body.

The countless swastika mantras gradually disappeared when they encountered this Zen spirit, blending into the void like snowflakes, dissolving completely, as if they had never appeared.

Ji Tianming opened his eyes, his eyes flashing with exquisite sharpness, looking at Fan Wujie, and said, "You can't win."

Fan Wujie's face suddenly darkened when he heard this. He didn't say anything, but ancient temples appeared around him, releasing dazzling Buddhist light, and Buddhist sounds were curling, and the whole space was filled with Buddhist sounds.

"Obstinate." Ji Tianming glanced around indifferently, without any ripples in his tone.

Ji Tianming's eyes were as sharp as a knife, his feet stepped on the galaxy, and the whole person floated out like a breeze, releasing a terrifying sword power. He waved his palm, and the golden giant sword drew a gorgeous trajectory and slashed forward.

In an instant, there was a "click" sound, and a Buddhist temple exploded and turned into ruins.

Fan Wujie's face changed drastically. This sword, even the Buddhist tower couldn't stop it?

"Boom boom..." There was another thunderous sound, and the boundless Buddha light was completely extinguished, turning into an illusory light spot.

A golden giant sword slashed down fiercely, with an incredible speed. The sword body flashed with terrible thunder light, as if a destructive force was pouring into it. When the sword fell, the whole void was shaken violently, and endless destructive light swept in all directions.

Fan Wujie's face was pale, and he retreated violently, with crazy anger and unwillingness flashing in his eyes. He was actually forced to such a point, which was a shame!

However, even if he wanted to escape, he couldn't escape at all. The golden giant sword contained the power of destruction and locked his breath. Even if he fled to the ends of the earth, he couldn't avoid this sword.

"I am a Buddhist, how can I lose to a Taoist cultivator? I don't accept it!" Fan Wujie shouted to the sky, followed by a "boom."

Suddenly, a brilliant golden Buddha light bloomed on Fan Wujie's body, and a set of golden cassocks appeared on his body. A Buddhist statue appeared above his head, solemn and majestic, thousands of feet high, as if it could accommodate everything, and the Buddha's light shone everywhere.

At this moment, Fan Wujie was bathed in the Buddha's light, like a real emperor, unstained by dust, not dirty or clean, sacred and extraordinary.

He stared at the golden giant sword that was coming to kill him, his pupils shrank, a trace of determination flashed across his eyes, his hands slowly opened, a breath of compassion emanated from his body, and an obscure Buddhist sound came out of his mouth: "My Buddha is merciful!"

As the sound fell, a majestic and boundless Buddha's power swept out from Fan Wujie's body, and the whole void suddenly became extremely quiet. Everyone held their breath, their hearts thumping, staring at the scene in front of them in amazement.

"Quasi-emperor soldiers..." someone said with difficulty, his voice trembling.

After these words fell, the whole place was silent.

Fan Wujie, holding a quasi-emperor weapon!

Quasi-emperor weapons can only be called quasi-emperor weapons if they are made by the quasi-emperor himself, and Fan Wujie actually holds a quasi-emperor weapon.

How terrible is the power of the quasi-emperor weapon? Even if the spiritual power is not activated, the power of the quasi-emperor weapon itself is enough to sweep away anyone below the quasi-emperor.

Ji Tianming felt the pressure erupting from the golden treasure temple, and frowned slightly. This time it seems to be a bit troublesome.

Although Fan Wujie can only borrow part of the power of the quasi-emperor weapon at this time, it is a real imperial weapon after all.

At this time, Fan Wujie put his hands together, closed his eyes, as if he was silently reciting scriptures, his head slightly raised, his whole body was bathed in the Buddha's light, he looked at Ji Tianming, and said lightly:

"I originally planned to save this trump card for the last use, but now it seems that I can't keep it."

After the voice fell, he stretched out his finger and flicked it into the void.

A subtle sound was heard, and the void suddenly solidified. Countless Buddha lights intertwined and turned into a golden Buddha in an instant, standing between heaven and earth, majestic and vast.

The golden Buddha slapped out with its palm, carrying a terrifying power, sealing the void. The sword light could not move as soon as it approached it, as if it had encountered an unparalleled obstacle.

Ji Tianming's eyes were stern, and he waved his palm. Endless star power surrounded his body and turned into star maps. Each pattern was flowing with extremely terrifying power. Once released, it was enough to shatter the world.

"Go!" A cold shout sounded, and Ji Tianming's arm stabbed forward suddenly. Those star maps rushed out immediately, turning into starlight all over the sky, and came out with a devastating force.

The star map collided with the golden palm, and the collision between the two burst out with dazzling brilliance, and waves of shocking aftermath swept away, cracking the sky with a crack.

Seeing this, Fan Wujie formed seals with his hands and uttered a Buddhist sound again. The spiritual energy between heaven and earth rolled and roared wildly, turning into a huge and boundless vortex.

The vortex contained an extremely terrifying devouring power, as if it wanted to engulf everything in heaven and earth, and all attacks would be annihilated by the devouring power.

Even the power of the forbidden arena was no exception. It was twisted and deformed wildly under the devouring power, and even many cracks appeared, as if it could not withstand this power.

Everyone's eyes were shocked. The quasi-emperor weapon was too terrible. It only took one move to break the forbidden technique. How could they fight?

Ji Tianming looked up at the devouring technique with a solemn expression. This kind of scale and level of power was difficult to resist even if his body was strong.

The quasi-emperor weapon was like a cheating device, which could be used recklessly. No matter how strong the opponent was, as long as they were at the same level, they could be crushed by the quasi-emperor weapon, unless the opponent also had a quasi-emperor weapon.

This battle is already a foregone conclusion. Even if Ji Tianming releases all his suppressed cultivation, it will be difficult for him to win this battle.

Even what Ji Tianming needs to do now is to consider how to survive this battle.

Fan Wujie is obviously already blood-curdling. He is urging the quasi-emperor soldiers regardless of anything. He only wants to win and will obviously not give up easily.

Ji Tianming frowned slightly. He was not afraid of death, but this kind of battle was too aggrieved. He was completely in a passive situation and had no ability to resist. This was a situation he was extremely reluctant to see.

There was no other way. If it really didn't work, he could only admit defeat.

He couldn't die here...

However, when Ji Tianming was about to give up, he heard a vague and ethereal voice in his mind:

"The Tao is ruthless, but people are emotional. Your Tao is wrong."

When this voice fell, Ji Tianming's face froze there, with a look of astonishment.

Who is saying this to him?

His Tao is wrong?

Impossible!

How could his Supreme Forgetting Love Way be wrong? This is the foundation of the Supreme Religion. How could it be wrong?

"If it's wrong, it's wrong. Why deceive yourself?" Another ethereal voice sounded.

This time Ji Tianming said without hesitation: "Only those who are Supreme and ruthless can transcend the world and be free and at ease. How can my way be wrong?"

"Haha, you are wrong." The ethereal voice laughed and said: "The Supreme is ruthless, but you think so. This road is wrong."

"Nonsense, how about my way, is it your turn to interrupt?" Ji Tianming scolded.

"Whether I am talking nonsense, you know it in your heart." The voice continued to sound:

"But it is not easy to explore so much today. You are in danger now. I give you a chance. If you don't seize it, you will stop here for the rest of your life."

"Humph, don't bewitch me. I have my own way, which cannot be changed by a few words from you." Ji Tianming said disdainfully, still firmly believing that he is right in his heart.

The voice was silent for a moment, and suddenly said: "Since you are stubborn, let me help you."

Ji Tianming was stunned. Help him?

Help with what?

Afterwards, an inexplicable force descended into his body, directly penetrated into his blood, and roamed in it, causing his whole body to tremble violently, as if he was in great pain.

His pupils gradually turned red, filled with anger, hatred and violent flames, as if he was trapped in some kind of demon barrier.

The hideous lines faintly appeared on that beautiful face, revealing a bit of evil and charming temperament. The whole person looked extremely weird, like an evil demon king.

This sudden change made everyone's eyes flicker. What happened?

"You...what did you do to me?" Ji Tianming couldn't help but question in his heart, his body was a little spasmodic.

"Help you break through the shackles." The ethereal voice said.

"You..." Ji Tianming gritted his teeth, feeling the blood in his body boiling, as if it was burning, making his face paler and paler, and the veins on his forehead bulged, as if he was enduring extremely severe pain.

This guy clearly wanted to hurt him on purpose, this is simply taking advantage of someone's misfortune!

"You are so cruel!"

Ji Tianming cursed in his heart, feeling that there was an endless demonic sound roaring in his ears, his face showed a painful look, his eyes were confused and scattered.

Although he knew that the voice had bad intentions, the power was too strong, he couldn't control his emotions at all, and could only let the voice affect him.

Moreover, he also wanted to see what the voice was going to do.

Ji Tianming's mind seemed to be gradually lost, and his eyes completely lost their luster, as if he had become another person.

At this moment, he no longer had the elegant, suave, noble and elegant temperament of the past. He was more extreme, dark, cruel and bloodthirsty, like a devil walking out of the abyss of purgatory, which made people daunted.

"What is he doing?" The crowd was puzzled. They couldn't understand the state of Ji Tianming at this time.

"Is this still Ji Tianming?" Everyone looked at Ji Tianming with doubts. The person in front of them was completely different from the elegant gentleman Ji Tianming in their impression.

"It seems that he was also forced into a hurry and began to burn his blood and wanted to fight to the death with Fan Wujie." Someone guessed, looking into the void.

At this time, Fan Wujie still stood in the same place without moving a bit, and opposite Fan Wujie was Ji Tianming's extremely embarrassed figure.

The next moment, Ji Tianming's figure turned into a stream of light again and rushed towards Fan Wujie.

This scene made many people's hearts beat wildly. Is Ji Tianming crazy? He was at a disadvantage just now, but now he took the initiative to attack.

When Fan Wujie saw Ji Tianming coming again, a cold and sharp light flashed across his eyes. He was now wearing the quasi-emperor cassock and was not afraid at all.

However, at this moment, what he did not expect was that Ji Tianming suddenly burst out with a monstrous demonic power, and wisps of terrifying demonic energy spread out, covering the space.

In the endless demonic energy, a pair of black pupils stared at Fan Wujie, revealing endless evil intentions. The corners of his mouth outlined a cold arc, unparalleled.

"Give me, die!"

Before the voice fell, a long sword pierced the sky and slashed towards Fan Wujie with unparalleled momentum. Fan Wujie's expression suddenly stagnated, his eyes widened, and a dark sword light pierced through his chest, and blood bloomed instantly, dyeing the entire sky red.

"This..." Everyone was stunned, staring at the scene in front of them in shock.

At a glance, Fan Wujie fell.