The Legend of Mortal Killing Immortals

Chapter 128 Hit!
The leader looked at Zhao Wuji for a while, and he really couldn't see the other party's cultivation level, but Master Lei Huang had told him the information about this person before, he had a large number of people on his side, and he had a secret weapon in his hand , and there is a huge backer behind him, he didn't put Zao Wou-Ki in his eyes at all.

"I am Zhe Lang, the head of the Black Wu sect. Did you kill the disciples in my sect?" Zhe Lang asked coldly with no expression on his face.

"Are you talking about those trash? Hmph, they come to trouble me, I kill people in self-defense, it doesn't seem to be a problem?" Zhao Wou-ki also looked up with a sneer and replied.

"They are indeed trash, but what surprises me is that even the Triangular Forbidden Killing Formation can't trap you. It seems that you are really not an ordinary person. Please register your name. I don't have a nameless ghost in my hand!" Zhe Lang said With a shake, he jumped down from the air and stood opposite Zhao Wuji, and the disciples of the Black Wu Sect behind him also fell down one after another, closely following his sect master.

"Zhao Wou-ki!" Zhao Wou-ki said with his hands behind his back, reporting his name.

"Zhao Wou-ki? Good! Very good! I really haven't heard that there is such a master who is above the stage of infancy in the world of cultivating immortals!" Zhe Lang raised a smirk at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly stretched out a hand, turning the palm of his hand, A small golden bottle appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Zhao Wou-ki!" Zhe Lang read out these three words again.

"Huh?" Zhao Wou-ki was taken aback, and subconsciously responded, but after the "huh", the bottle in Zhe Lang's hand suddenly flew into the air, and then a golden light shot out from the bottle mouth, covering Zhao Wou-ki's body .

Zhao Wou-ki was startled, and suddenly felt a terrifying suction force pulling him towards the direction of the small bottle, he quickly took out the flying sword, stepped on it, and planned to fly away from here.

But just as he lifted off into the sky, the suction of that golden light suddenly increased several times. Zhao Wuji only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and his whole body was sucked in by the vial, leaving only the flying sword that was out of control spinning in the sky. The circle immediately fell to the ground, dissipating the luster on it!
Seeing that he had succeeded, Zhe Lang quickly grabbed the small bottle in his hand, took out a piece of talisman and pasted it in the mouth of the bottle, and then laughed wildly: "Hahahaha! It's nothing special, so what if he is in the state of transforming into a baby? In front of my Universe Transformation Bottle, you are no match for me!"

(End of this chapter)