On the other side of the battlefield, Ying Jikong felt that Ghost Eye's aura disappeared, but his expression did not change at all.
Because Jian Wuwu, the purple-browed old man, the Demon Emperor and Luo Jixian, the four supreme human beings, had already come to kill them aggressively.
"Ten thousand swords become one! One turns ten thousand swords into one!"
In an instant, thousands of phantoms of sword cultivators spread all over the land of the central battlefield. Each sword cultivator is practicing different swordsmanship, which is exquisite. Among these phantoms, almost any kind of swordsmanship in Nebula Continent can be found.
It is all-encompassing and all-encompassing.
Over the years, Jian Wuwu has traveled all over the Nebula Continent and studied the swordsmanship of various sects. He is proficient in almost all swordsmanship. He is a living complete sword manual.
As the Sky Burial Sword thrust out, the shadows of thousands of sword cultivators merged into Jian Wuyi's body in an instant.
An inch of space in Ying Jikong's chest suddenly split open, and then thousands of heavenly swords thrust out one after another, converging into a river of swords that threatened to submerge Ying Jikong.
"Little tricks!"
A blood-colored totem appeared on Ying Jikong's body, and the body of the true god in the temple was also shining brightly. The powerful divine king's battle body completely ignored the impact of the heavenly sword, and swept the endless sword river back with a sweeping sweep.
"Wen Shen strikes!" The purple-browed old man walked around behind him and landed a thunderous palm on Ying Jikong's back.
Ying Jikong's back suddenly bulged, and a bloody hand came out from his back, striking the purple-browed old man hard.
boom!
The hand collapsed in an instant, but everything remained motionless, and the purple-browed old man retreated a hundred feet, drew out the purple thunder stick and attacked again. At this time, the demon emperor's imperial demon battle body was directly liberated three times, and the coercion emanating from his physical body was too great.
When it gets stronger, there are bursts of shattering sounds in the space of a hundred thousand miles, the layers of space barriers all collapse in the depths of darkness, and bursts of space turbulence hit the face.
Come.
The Demon Emperor never uses magical powers, he only fights with people hand to hand.
He approached Ying Jie Kong with extremely fast movement, and then simply punched him. This punch did not emit any power, but its speed and power were already shocking.
Ying Junkong met him with a palm, trying to use his supernatural power to defeat the demon emperor's physical body.
But the faint lights falling in the sky are no longer effective against the Demon Emperor's combat body. The Demon Emperor's physical body already has a trace of the quality of an imperial weapon and is indestructible.
boom!
A violent punch hit Ying Jikong's hand. Ying Jikong's face showed a trace of pain, his right hand exploded directly, and he staggered back three steps.
When the old man with purple eyebrows saw this, his eyes were filled with joy.
Because this is the first time Ying Jikong has suffered such a serious injury, it seems that the combined power of the four supreme beings is still stronger than Ying Jikong. This battle is promising!
"It's my turn."
The moment the Demon Emperor's fist fell, Luo Jixian also took action. He was ten feet away from Ying Jikong, and there was a gap of three body positions to the left and right, so he punched forward without hesitation.
"What is he doing?" Jian Wuyi was surprised, because Luo Jixian's punch was aimed at the void and could only hit the air.
Isn't this a waste of energy?
Ying Jikong didn't understand Luo Jixian's intention either.
But it was not the case. The moment the punch was fired, Jian Wuyi felt the space between Luo Jixian and Ying Jikong suddenly move.
The fist that was supposed to hit the void actually hit Ying Jikong's collarbone with a twisted trajectory.
"Well..." Ying Jikong groaned and retreated three feet. He covered his collarbone and his expression became very ferocious.
"Okay, okay!" Ying Jikong said coldly. Luo Jixian's punch really caused Ying Jikong to suffer a lot, because the punch hit the god's eyes firmly, almost knocking out Ying Jikong's eyes.
The eye was broken.
You must know that the life gate of the Canshen clan is the divine eye. Once the divine eye collapses, both their strength and vitality will plummet.
Even though Ying Jiukong is the king of the evil gods, he is no exception.
"This punch hurts me a lot." Ying Jikong's murderous intention emerged, "I will also let you taste what pain is!" All the clothes on Ying Jikong's upper body disappeared, revealing a snow-white but strong body. This snow-white
The body is covered with purple energy stripes, which emanate from the two divine eyes at the collarbone, then go around the back, forming an eye socket on the back.
.
But there was nothing in the eye socket, just a flat piece of white flesh.
"What does he want to do?" For some reason, Jian Wuyi suddenly felt a little frightened, and directly told him that this was not without reason, it must be because everything was empty!
Luo Yuan, who was running away, suddenly stopped and felt a heartbreaking pain in his back, as if someone had forced a red-hot iron ball into his back.
This kind of pain was something Luo Yuan had never felt before. He screamed, passed out, and fell directly into the dark void of the universe.
At this time, scarlet blood suddenly gushes out from the eye socket behind Ying Jikong, and a golden-red but bloody eyeball slowly comes out.
Golden-red energy streaks scattered from his eyes and spread all over Ying Jikong's body, and each of his divine eyes turned golden-red.
A sacred, vast and terrifying aura swept across the entire battlefield, and the souls of all the evil gods were trembling, yet extremely excited.
"This breath belongs to the ancestors!"
"Is the ancestor resurrected?"
"No, this is Lord Shenjun's method, look at it!"
Ying Jikong looked up to the sky and screamed, the divine eye behind him fully opened, his aura was as violent as thunder and fire, blasting continuously. Even if he didn't move, the aura was already spreading out like a mad demon, chasing the masters of the human race everywhere.
"Zimei, what did Ying Jikong do?" Jian Wuyi asked.
The purple-browed old man said: "He forcibly opened the tenth eye of Can Shen, which is the Emperor's Eye! I saw him use this method when the Nine-Eyed God Lord fought against Emperor Tianwu."
"What?" Luo Jiexian was shocked, "Could it be that everyone became emperor in vain? It's impossible."
If he becomes the emperor, everyone here will die. Not only the people here will die, but the entire Nebula Continent will not escape the disaster. The purple-browed old man said solemnly: "He has not become the emperor yet. It is impossible for the remnant god to become the emperor, because the emperor is so powerful.
When he defeated the Nine-Eyed Divine Lord, some kind of emperor's law was planted in him. And Canshen was born in the land of Canshen. Canshen was born with flaws and could never reach the pinnacle of martial arts. But the power of Ying Junkong was already there.
He is approaching the emperor. He is now a hundred times more terrifying than before! Everyone, use your strongest means. If you have any reservations, I'm afraid you can only stay in hell.
Used it."
The moods of Demon Emperor, Jian Wuyi, and Luo Jixian instantly became extremely heavy. They had seen too many strong men, but this was the first time they had seen such a perverted supreme being as Ying Jikong. However, they were also glad in their hearts, and they still
All good things should be in vain, but they are born with shortcomings, otherwise the throne of this era must belong to him.