Chapter 4841 There is Changfu at the foot of Changfu Mountain
In this way, Jian Wushuang's decline was revealed.
The combined efforts of dozens of immortals were terrifying after all. The overwhelming murderous intent swept over him, making him exhausted to deal with it, and his physical strength reached a slight critical point.
As for Di Qing, while dealing with the two Dayan Immortals, he also withstood nearly half of the attacks from the Great Evolution Immortals, which was a bit difficult.
Young Master Jiu looked at the two of them deeply, and then said in a deep voice, "Everyone, let's go to Changfu Mountain together!"
After finishing speaking, his figure took the lead and quickly disappeared into the vast void.
Jian Wushuang felt something was wrong for no reason after hearing these words, but he could no longer escape.
A total of dozens of Yanxian tried their best to hold him back, but they were still able to do it.
Di Qing was also blocked by the two Dayan Immortals and was trapped.
In this way, the two of them were carried forward intentionally.
The broken void was shattered inch by inch as they fought forward.
Long Fushan.
Connecting heaven and earth, it is the oldest existence of the entire Mahamitian. It already existed before the concept of Mahamitian existed.
The endless black clouds and smoke slowly surge around Changfu Mountain, which is extremely breathtaking.
Young Master Jiu, who was the first to arrive here, breathed a sigh of relief and then slowly raised the corners of his mouth.
Except for himself, no other Yanxian knows the secret hidden under Changfu Mountain.
Here is his final trump card.
Being carried forward, Jian Wushuang also realized that something was wrong, but he could not break away at all and could only move forward with Di Qing.
One of the two Dayan Immortals also died directly under Di Qing's terrifying offensive.
The remaining third-level Great Evolution Immortal, at the last moment, severely damaged one of his arms at the cost of completely destroying the foundation of the Immortal Source.
The Dayan Immortal City fell, and the threat disappeared. Faced with the situation of less than seventy Immortals remaining, Di Qing carried out a devastating massacre.
With the death of Yanxian, the great road of this side was in chaos.
Jian Wushuang was frightened when he saw this scene. The strength displayed by Di Qing was too great. Perhaps the only one who could subdue him was Uncle Yu who destroyed the entire Beitian Xianzhou with one palm.
Although the two of them were inevitably taken to Changfu Mountain, none of the hundreds of immortals who held them hostage survived!
When the last Yanxian fell under Jian Wushuang's sword, apart from the remains of the immortal corpse, there was only deathly silence in the broken void.
After waving his hand to get rid of the divine blood, Jian Wushuang slowly let out a breath.
Killing nearly thirty or so Immortals was a big drain on him.
But he did not relax, because there was a unique atmosphere in the sky.
The entire vast sky shows a unique water-white color, like a splash-ink landscape painting, full of unpredictable and unique beauty.
Especially among the ink-white flowing clouds, there is a Cangshan Mountain, a vast Cangshan Mountain.
Di Qing's brows furrowed slightly, "Where is this place? Why do I feel familiar... Could it be those old guys who haven't died yet?"
Hearing this, Jian Wushuang looked at him and said, "Those old guys who are still alive, are they from the same era as Zhen Wuyang like you?"
"Of course, but thinking about it, except for those who can't escape the world, there are probably very few people who participated in the war and survived." Di Qing said.
As the two of them talked, Young Master Jiu's previously disappeared figure quietly reappeared.
At this moment, his eyes were filled with cold murderous intent and rage.
As his last legacy, the death of nearly a hundred Immortals and two Great Immortals was a heavy and irreparable loss, and all his years of accumulation were wiped out.
Looking at Jian Wushuang and Di Qing, he already had murderous intentions.
"Ten thousand deaths will not be enough to repay the crimes you have committed!"
Young Master Jiu said angrily, "I will make you suffer ten thousand times more!"
As the words fell, the Changfu Mountain, which sat among the dark flowing clouds, suddenly trembled.
Wisps of water-white awns scatter out from the center of the mountain.
Just like the sun shining in the sky, all the clouds are dispersed, revealing the dark and ancient mountains.
Along with the reflection of the radiant light, an aura that transcends time and ancient times fills every inch of the space.
This kind of breath is extremely unique, giving viewers a sense of trance.
Di Qing's brows furrowed tighter and tighter as he smelled a familiar smell.
When the billions of radiant lights converged in one place, a figure dressed in long clothes with flowing clouds, mountains and water patterns slowly appeared.
He was an old man with a clean face and no beard. His face was pale and rugged, just like the Cangshan Mountains.
Jian Wushuang stared, and he felt that the old man's aura was far beyond the ordinary Dayan Immortal, giving people an unknown feeling.
After seeing the old man's appearance clearly, Di Qing slowly raised the corners of his mouth, and then said loudly, "Who do I think is pretending to be a ghost? It turns out to be the number one lackey under Zhen Wuyang, Chang Fu Lao'er!"
Such a shocking curse resounded throughout the entire heaven and the entire Changfu Mountain.
Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows, obviously hearing a lot of connotations from the words.
It seems that Di Qing and Chang Fu have known each other for a long time, and they seem to have had some grudges.
When Young Master Jiu heard the scolding, he was startled, and then turned to look at the old man.
The old man who was called Chang Fu seemed to regard Di Qing's scolding as farts and didn't care at all.
He looked at Young Master Jiu, and then said slowly, "Didn't I say that you should not wake me up until your life is at stake?"
"Young Master Jiu knows, but Elder Changfu, now the entire Damitian is at the point of life and death," Young Master Jiu said in a painful voice, "They have slaughtered all the last bits of my heritage. If I don't invite you to come out, I'm afraid I won't even be able to survive."
I’m about to lose my insurance too.”
Hearing this, the old man did not speak any more, and looked at Di Qing not far away with slightly cloudy eyes.
"Di Qing, please step back. This era no longer belongs to us. I have no intention of engaging in a meaningless fight with you anymore."
Hearing this, Young Master Jiu frowned and said, "Elder Changfu, we can't just let them go! Otherwise, my dead subjects will not die in vain!"
Di Qing smiled coldly, "Changfu, where did your momentum go? How did you become like this old man now? It seems that an old dog with a broken back is no longer loved by its owner."
Jian Wushuang secretly thought, "Oh no," once these extremely sarcastic words came out, I'm afraid everything would be hard to stop.
Sure enough, the expression of the old man who had been helping the old man changed, his long clothes began to flutter, and an old aura of looking forward to the past also burst out.
"Since His Highness the Second Highness has given the order, Changfu will finally go through this."
He said these words calmly, with the determination that belonged to their time, and walked forward slowly.