Latest website: When the six thunderbolts fell at the same time, Xu Zimo still did not dodge.

Simply speaking of the physical strength, being submerged in the immortal couldn't hurt him at all.

Not to mention Divine Soul, Nine Zhou Palace's body, as the strongest physique of Divine Soul, can be destroyed by these thunders.

Bathed in thunder, with Xu Zimo as the center, all the surrounding void exploded.

Even the floor under his feet shattered.

The people below were frightened, and some people were already secretly worried for Xu Zimo.

"Don't this guy dodge?

Confidence or arrogance. "

"Strike Lei Jie, he thinks he is the emperor, I think he needs to teach him some lessons."

"Anyway, I have some strength, otherwise I would not dare to do this."

This thunder burst, and everyone couldn't see the situation inside.

However, when the robbery disappeared and Xu Zimo walked out intact, everyone was a little dumbfounded.

"Nothing happened to this guy?"

"What kind of monster is this? Even Lei Jie can't help him."

"What's wrong? Very surprised," Xu Zimo looked at Ji Ruobing and smiled.

"To be honest, it was a little unexpected," Ji Ruobing replied frankly.

"So how stupid you would be to challenge me," Xu Zimo shook his head and laughed.

"I didn't want to hit you. Seriously, there is no one among the younger generation who can really make me stand out."

"If you had said this just now, I would have felt that it was not embarrassing.

But now, I believe. "

Ji Ruobing said seriously: "I have another trick. If you can stop it, I will give up."

Xu Zimo stretched out his right hand and lifted it slightly.

I saw Ji Ruobing's whole body's momentum changed completely.

On the entire Cone of Myriad Tribulations, the original multicolored colors were completely reduced to black.

The deep black is spinning slowly.

A special aura diffused from the Cone of Myriad Tribulations, gathered together, and drifted towards the sky.

Ji Ruobing's long hair was windless, and a purple shirt suddenly sounded.

A cold but serious voice followed.

"Divine Tribulation: The Will of All Living Beings."

In the pitch-black sky, dark clouds piled together.

Long dragons of silver lightning shuttled through the clouds.

It can be seen that this trick consumes a lot of Ji Ruobing, her face is pale, it is a sickly white.

The blood in the body seemed to be drained.

The so-called will of sentient beings is to condense the mighty power of sentient beings and consciously defeat a person.

This is not a physical attack, nor is it an attack from the soul.

To be precise, it is willpower.

Just ask the will of tens of thousands of people against the will of one person, and the gap can be imagined.

The will of all beings turned into a river of thunder.

The magnificent waves roared past the center of the sky.

"Don't go and watch everyone," someone shouted around the competition platform.

Although this long river of thunder was not aimed at them, the mere aftermath made them a little unbearable.

The thoughts seem to be a mess, which is difficult to describe in words.

Everyone restrains themselves and does not imagine things in the sky.

And Xu Zimo, as the central point of everything, is the one who can most intuitively feel this pressure.

Suddenly, I saw Ji Ruobing's figure a little thin, and the consumption of this trick was unimaginable.

She was almost unsteady, standing with her hand on the guardrail of the competition platform.

"Please enlighten me," Ji Ruobing said in a loud and powerful voice.

This is her own creation, and the most proud move.

Did not follow the path of the ancestor the Great Emperor Wanjie, and started the path he wanted.

When the river of thunder fell, Xu Zimo did not evade.

There is no way to avoid it.

His whole person was shrouded in it, and his consciousness seemed to have entered a dark void.

Countless thoughts floated from the darkness and poured into Xu Zimo's mind.

These ideas are diverse and seem to be the lives of countless people.

There are men, women, the elderly, and children.

There are also swordsmen, holy sons of Emperor Tongxianmen, disciples of ordinary sects...

It seems to be a variety of life, a hundred different experiences.

All are mixed in Xu Zimo's mind.

If an ordinary cultivator encounters this situation, I am afraid that the whole person will go crazy directly.

After all, with so many lives at the same time, you might lose yourself in the end.

There is always a voice in my mind that is inducing Xu Zimo.

Give up the road of martial arts!

There are thousands of species in the floating world, and there are many things to enjoy, such as beauty, wealth, and status, so why not forget this martial art with no end in sight.

"It's really murderous," Xu Zimo thought to himself.

This move is not only defeating oneself, but also one's own Dao Xin.

Once Dao Xin is defeated, then this person's martial arts will be over.

From the outside world, Xu Zimo's figure was stunned at this moment.

Still motionless, expressionless.

"That guy?" Ji Ruobing, who was beside him, frowned slightly.

It stands to reason that people who are caught in their own tribulations shouldn't be suffering and struggling.

It was the first time that she saw something like this calm like a puddle of water without even a little fluctuation.

Suddenly, she found Xu Zimo moved.

He raised his right hand slightly, and the Ba Ying in his hand pointed directly at her.

The corners of his mouth grin lightly, with a faint smile.

"You are still far away," Xu Zimo said with a light smile.

"You," Ji Ruobing's expression changed drastically, and the other party broke free from his own will of sentient beings so quickly.

And it's effortless, it looks easy.

Xu Zimo didn't say much, the Ba Ying in his hand directly killed the opponent.

"I give up," Ji Ruobing yelled quickly before he could think too much.

"This is just an ordinary discussion, but you want to destroy humanity, whether you admit defeat or not.

I should ask for some color," Xu Zimo said with a light smile.

His voice fell, and the whole person had appeared in front of Ji Ruobing.

Ba Ying cut off the opponent's long sword directly.

Put it on the opponent's neck.

"You want to kill me?" Ji Ruobing said incredulously.

After all, the two are just ordinary exchanges, not a life-and-death fight like Ao Nan.

"I don't need to kill you, but I should get revenge," Xu Zimo smiled.

"What do you want?" Ji Ruobing asked.

"If I hurt you, I guess you're not afraid. You people don't lack the healing medicine."

Xu Zimo thought for a moment~www.mtlnovel.com~ and laughed: "I suddenly thought of an interesting way."

"What?" Before Ji Ruobing's words were finished, the Ba Ying in Xu Zimo's hand had already been cut over.

Ji Ruobing closed his eyes, subconsciously trying to dodge.

The wind sound brought by the scimitar whizzed past her ears, but Ji Ruobing didn't feel any pain.

She opened her eyes and looked at Xu Zimo suspiciously.

But what Xu Zimo left to her was just the back of leaving.

Ji Ruobing lowered her head subconsciously, at this moment, her face was flushed.

I saw that the purple shirt I was wearing was broken into pieces by a knife.

Although there is no dew point, it is very messy.

"You bastard!"