The momentum can shake the heaven and the earth, but it is as dense and silent as tearing a scarf and silk.
One hundred thousand swords stabbed the dark figure's chest without missing a beat.
The unimaginable power directly exploded his entire body into powder.
Chunqiu was so shocked that he unconsciously took half a step back.
With the sword drawn out, Jian Wushuang did not relax at all and looked at the center of the explosion with vigilance.
Immediately afterwards, the pitch-black figure that was blown into pieces slowly condensed, and an unprecedented aura surged up.
The entire abyss in the hinterland of Montenegro is beginning to boil!
A dark figure condensed out, a pair of small mung bean eyes flashing with rage.
He waved his hand suddenly, and hundreds of vines condensed from the force of radiance swept over him.
Chunqiu was startled and said urgently, "Jian Wushuang, get out of the way!"
As soon as the words fell, hundreds of vines formed a cage and directly trapped the two of them.
At the same time, the vines begin to rapidly secrete mucus in preparation for digesting them.
Chunqiu stretched out his hand, and a dagger appeared in his hand, and then stabbed the vines under him fiercely.
However, the vine did not move at all. Instead, due to excessive force, the dagger cut a wound in his palm that was as deep as the bone.
Chunqiu gasped and looked at Jian Wushuang anxiously.
Due to excessive spell casting, the power of confinement in the iron plate around his neck almost crushed Jian Wushuang's soul to pieces.
The energy in the body is being eaten away by the chain iron plate at an extremely fast speed.
Jian Wushuang reached out to brush away the divine blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes still calm.
Then the invisible sword in his hand trembled, and the force like a trickle turned into more than ten slashes, slashing at the vines.
"laugh……"
As if a hot knife was inserted into butter, a faint odor rose up, and a large hole was cut directly in the vines under my feet.
Then Jian Wushuang directly picked up Chunqiu and escaped from the cage.
An extremely angry roar resounded, and the dark figure stared at the two men fiercely.
"You extremely despicable prisoners, who dared you to resist me? It's better to come here obediently and let me eat you now than to refine you into wronged souls later."
Chunqiu immediately spat and said disdainfully, "It's just you? Now honestly let us out, and I can spare your life."
At this moment, Jian Wushuang suddenly stretched out his hand to support Chunqiu's shoulders, his body shaky.
Chunqiu's expression changed drastically when he saw this, and he dragged Jian Wushuang back quickly without thinking.
The dark figure smiled gloomily, turned up the sleeves of his robe, and a small black flag rose in the wind. At the same time, countless dead souls of devoured prisoners rushed out.
The small flag shaped like a soul-calling flag, every time it was waved, a blood mist like an abyss and a prison surged out.
Jian Wushuang, who was like a god a moment ago, was now weakened. This made Chunqiu, who let out wild words, be horrified. While dragging him back, he released his energy to try to stop him.
But the Yan Power belonging to the Yan Immortal Realm was really too terrifying, swallowing up Chun Qiu's offensive almost instantly.
Chunqiu's face was as pale as earth, and he was about to fold here. Jian Wushuang, who was as angry as a gossamer next to him, said faintly, "The clown."
The next moment, an indescribable and extremely pure force arose.
Jian Wushuang changed his previous tiredness and stood frozen in the void, looking at the abyss of dead souls without fear.
Then, he reached forward with his palm and grasped it from afar!
The most dazzling light from Tianmen Jiyi appeared, like countless rounds of fierce sun shining, illuminating the abyss in the hinterland of the Black Mountain.
Under this brilliance, the dark souls living in the black light began to twist and cry.
Countless divine soldiers and shadows were intertwined with each other, forming a huge palm that covered the sky, pressing down heavily.
The stone walls of Black Mountain could not bear the power and began to crack in large areas.
It was like a doomsday scene, the mountain collapsed, and the man-made plank roads collapsed together, like mountains and rivers toppling over, and everything was broken.
When the dark figure holding the flag and flags saw this, his small eyes rolled up, knowing that he was in trouble, and he immediately dodged and prepared to escape.
However, wherever the extreme daylight shines, an invisible barrier seems to have risen, intercepting all the breath inside.
The dark figure was horrifying. It was a matter of life and death. He no longer dared to hide his secrets. With a burst of arms, the surging energy turned into a vast expanse of black light and struck Jian Wushuang head-on.
However, Jian Wushuang just raised his hand and waved, and all the black light was extinguished in Tianmenji.
The energy of light and darkness surged, and the dark figure could no longer calm down. It activated its supreme magical power like crazy and smashed towards the monster-like guy.
But those various great magical powers disintegrated on their own before they touched Jian Wushuang.
Only Chunqiu, who was watching from a distance, could see clearly that all the attacks from the dark figure were resolved by the radiance emitted by Jian Wushuang himself, and he didn't even need to use his hands!
This is too scary. This guy may not even be able to check and balance an emperor!
The big palm covering the sky formed a world of its own, and finally covered the whole body of the dark figure.
Miserable howls resounded, and endless black light escaped.
Jian Wushuang watched this scene with a calm expression from beginning to end.
When Ji Zhou and the black light dissipated together, he stretched out his hand and grasped it in the air, as if he had anticipated what was about to happen, and grabbed a dense black light.
"Let me go! Let me go!" The thick black light struggled violently in Jian Wu's hands, and soon an almost nothing figure formed.
The pitch-black figure was frightened out of his wits, with all his energy destroyed, and he barely managed to retain his aura.
"Let me go, all my treasures will be yours." The dark figure cried out, and at the same time, he took out treasures containing great power from his arms and presented them to Jian Wushuang.
Aquarius gourds, octagonal talismans, black copper masks, etc., with just a brief glance, Jian Wushuang understood that these treasures were even weaker than the Ji Dao ancestors in the divine universe!
But you must know that the Ji Dao Ancestral Weapon only has seven handles, and now this guy is taking out more than ten pieces of supreme treasures that are almost the same.
Even Jian Wushuang's determination has been slightly shaken.
"As long as you let me go, these will all be yours." The dark figure trembled.
However, Jian Wushuang just looked at him coldly, and suddenly exerted force on his palm, and the black origin was shattered in an instant.
The dark figure didn't even have time to ask for mercy before it completely disappeared.
He surpassed the ancestral level of immortality and died tragically at the hands of Jian Wushuang.
This is also the first Yanxian to die in his hands.
As the dark figure disappeared, the entire Tongtian Black Mountain was without the mountain spirit, and finally collapsed completely, with countless stones falling down.
Chunqiu, who recovered from the shock, waved his hand to lift up a space and block the rocks, "Quickly move, this whole mountain is about to collapse!"