Chapter 27: The Backlash of the Forbidden Law
Not even afraid of death.
What else can stop him!
The Tai Chi Panda was dying in the beast-controlling space, and could only rely on the life energy emanating from the beast-controlling space to hold its breath.
Due to the connection between the souls of the beasts, the self-destruction field of the Tai Chi Panda also caused great damage to Wu Jing.
The body was also severely affected and the breath was disturbed.
Looking very embarrassed.
But the ghost-faced man in black robe seized this opportunity.
With a flip of his right hand, a dark full-moon scimitar appeared, and then it transformed into a black light and sprinted towards him.
"Uh-huh!"
The scimitar fell.
"Death Moon Tribulation!"
A half-moon-shaped black sword slashed down, and a black moonlight illuminated the earth.
The ghost-faced man in black robe is coming menacingly.
The attack was extremely ruthless, and the knife struck at Wu Jing's vital part.
It's going to take his life!
"It's time to make a clean break."
Wu Jing looked up at the sky and took a deep breath.
Even if his face is as pale as paper.
But he still had no fear at all.
"Die!!"
Wu Jing whispered, a bright sword light erupted from his body, and the Liangyi Tai Chi Sword flew out of his body.
The sword light rose into the sky and collided with the scimitar.
"Bang!"
Violent explosions resounded, and the speed of the already precarious space rupture was increasing.
Terrifying cracks have spread all around, and the cracks in the sky are extremely heart-wrenching to look at.
at the same time!
Wu Jing's body flew out like a cannonball, rolling hundreds of meters on the ground before stopping, vomiting blood all the way, looking miserable.
"Pfft!"
"Cough cough cough!"
His body was covered with cracks, and blood kept flowing from the wounds.
"No, if I continue, I will definitely die!"
"The dead soldiers trained by the undead organization are too perverted. Now that I am still seriously injured, there is basically no hope of escaping."
"But, I am not willing to die like this! Then let you bury me together!"
Wu Jing stood up with difficulty, his eyes fierce, and rushed towards the man in black robe again.
Regardless of the injuries inside his body, he continued to forcefully activate the spiritual power in his body.
This is a life-and-death struggle!
The man in black robe turned pale.
Unexpectedly, this old guy was not at peace even after being seriously injured, and he actually wanted to kill himself at the risk of his life!
No wonder the Necromancer organization was able to escape after killing so many times. This old guy has so many tricks up his sleeve.
"Go to hell!"
"Uh-huh!"
The man in black robe turned his wrist, and the scimitar suddenly cut through the void, slashing towards Wu Jing's neck with a whistling sound.
"Pfft!"
The sharp tip of the knife was about to pierce through his neck, and he seemed to have seen the next scene of Wu Jing's blood spurting out.
The man in black robe thrust his machete straight into Wu Jing's head, and was about to cut his head into two pieces.
"snort!"
Wu Jing's mouth turned into a bloodthirsty look.
"Even if I die, I will hold you on my back!!"
His body suddenly swelled, and his height instantly increased by more than ten feet. His muscles were pulsating like a horned dragon, and his eyes were filled with bloodthirsty, as if possessed by a devil.
This is the forced use of a forbidden method, which consumes one's lifespan every minute and every second. It cannot be used unless it is a life or death crisis!
Wu Jing had used it once when he was being hunted by the Necronomicon Organization, and that time he extracted ten years of life.
However, the longevity derived from the forbidden method is not fixed.
It also has a lot to do with your own strength.
Now if you use the forbidden method again, the price will be thirty years of life!
How many thirty years can a beastmaster have?
This price is not small.
"Bang!!"
The man in black robe was shaken back by the terrifying aura, and his body staggered back.
During this period.
Wu Jing's momentum suddenly increased several times.
"Ahhhh..."
"What a powerful energy, just like that!"
Wu Jing roared in the sky, and the sound swept all directions.
His face was ferocious, and his eyes were cold as he stared at the ghost-faced man in black robes.
"Damn! How is that possible??"
The man in black robe widened his eyes in disbelief.
He didn't expect that.
This old guy was so badly injured that he could still unleash such terrifying power, and his strength had improved so much.
The Wu family is truly extraordinary!
"No! There is a blood taboo on the body, the eyes are blood red, the hands and feet are wrapped with blood-sucking chains, and the whole body is filled with black energy. This is a forbidden law,"
The man in black robe had a solemn expression, he had already heard about the power of the forbidden law.
Just prolong the ban.
Wu Jing must die!
But whether it can be delayed is a question!
"Go to hell!"
Wu Jing roared.
The feet follow the seven-star footwork, and the figure shines.
In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the man in black robe.
The black-robed man's pupils suddenly shrank, and he hurriedly moved aside.
"call out!"
Tai Chi comes out, cold light appears!
The black-robed man's body trembled violently, and his right hand shook and he almost lost his grip on the full-moon scimitar.
There was a look of horror in the eyes of the man in black robe, and he did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly waved his long knife to resist Wu Jing's attack.
But, all this is in vain!
Because Wu Jing's speed was so fast that he couldn't stop him at all.
"puff!"
The long knife was pierced by a sword.
Wu Jing's figure flashed like lightning.
The man in black robe quickly dodged, trying to minimize the damage.
But Wu Jing's sword was still penetrated from the waist and abdomen.
"No......"
"ah!!"
The man in black robe screamed miserably.
Half of his body was shattered by the sword energy, and the blood energy in the sky looked extremely gorgeous.
"Ah...Ah!"
The black-robed man wailed in pain.
The huge energy swept here, and half of the space had completely collapsed.
Time was running out. Once the space was completely shattered, there would be no way out.
Now it was a real race against time.
The black-robed man was unwilling to give up. He chanted a spell, and the death energy turned into bones to replace half of his body.
If they failed to complete the mission and returned to the Undead Organization, death would be a luxury for them.
Then the black-robed man twisted his body and turned into black mist.
He wanted to use the black mist to leave here.
But he failed.
He found that no matter how he struggled, the black mist did not move at all, as if it was a cage that bound him.
The black-robed man was panicked.
He also felt the feeling of death being controlled by someone.
I couldn't understand why Wu Jing had a forbidden method in his hand.
Even in the Undead Organization, forbidden methods are rare treasures that cannot be obtained without chance.
Just as the black-robed man was thinking.
The forbidden method backfired.
The original majestic momentum disappeared, replaced by endless pain.
"Damn it! How can the backlash be so fast this time!"
Wu Jing's face was entangled with black lines, and his body was emitting black air. The black silk was frantically devouring Wu Jing's body.
This is the power of the backlash of the forbidden method.
Wu Jing also miscalculated. This time the backlash of the forbidden method came too fast.
"Puff!!"
Wu Jing spit out a mouthful of blood.
He felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and the feeling of his life being extracted was extremely clear, but he could do nothing about it. The black silk thread was like a maggot attached to his bones.
Wu Jing's body was getting older and older, and his hair was dyed snow-white.
He shook his body a few times, and then fell straight to the ground.
This time, he failed after all.
Wu Jing's consciousness gradually dissipated.
Before he fainted, he seemed to see the figure of the Tai Chi panda.
The figure of the ghost-faced black-robed man was also shaky, and his body was overloaded. Although he won.
But he was also a spent force.
The spiritual power in the body was exhausted, and the blood and qi were seriously depleted.
He staggered in front of Wu Jing with a scimitar in hand.
He laughed crazily all the way.
"Haha... God seems to be on my side, so I'll let you die."
His eyes were extremely cruel.
He swung the scimitar in his hand.
