This is the second time that Jian Wushuang has condensed the selfless true shadow treasure phase.
The first time they gathered together was when they completely defeated Zhang Tianshi, the leader of the Heavenly Sect of the Immortal Domain, and exploded his Kunlun Immortal Style with the True Shadow of Selflessness.
This is Jian Wushuang's second Immortal Style, a special Immortal Style that is independent of Yidianshanhe.
Accompanied by a free and unrestrained, true shadow treasure like a god solidified, Jian Wushuang's whole body's blood burst out.
Di Qing did not stop, and a black raven treasure gradually condensed out, and continued to expand in the formation and stretched for thousands of miles.
Chen Qing, Chun Qiu and everyone else also retreated, watching this scene nervously.
Through the colorful array, you can see a treasure and a black bird that is skyrocketing. In almost a few dozen breaths, it skyrockets to a size of millions of feet.
But the formation showed no signs of breaking.
Using sixty Immortals as the base of the formation makes the formation too solid.
Although every Yanxian's face turned red, the steady stream of energy still tightly bound Jian Wushuang and Di Qing.
At this moment, Jian Wushuang's true shadow of selflessness has grown to a size of hundreds of millions of feet, which has exceeded the previous height when he fought against the Immortal Domain Heavenly Sect Zhang Tian, but it still failed to burst the formation.
Di Qing's Black Crow Treasure has also reached a certain critical point.
"Damn it, these bastards are waiting for me to come out and crush them into a pulp one by one!" Di Qing said with a red face. His life had just been damaged not long ago, and his strength was far from recovered. That's why he let such formations
Besieged.
Jian Wushuang frowned. If Wuwo True Shadow could no longer tear apart the formation, I'm afraid he would have to find another way.
With the completion of the formation, the remaining two hundred or so Immortals began to march towards the next three days of the Six Heavens Realm again.
Apparently, before they came to the Six Heavens Realm, they were all given orders to destroy the Six Heavens Realm at all costs.
Just as the formation was completed, the black-robed Yanxian who had always been extremely mysterious and gave orders from time to time, soared to the top of the formation, and quietly condensed a dark dagger as short as an arm in his hand.
The little emperor, who was watching from a distance, quietly condensed his eyes. The next moment, he suddenly stood up, holding a soft sword and ran towards the formation resolutely.
The thin purple-robed man also set out at this moment, following closely behind the little emperor.
A group of derivative immortals who serve as the foot of the great formation are constantly exchanging positions and releasing their derivative power to strengthen.
Just when the next Yanxian exchanged places, a black and white aura of deathly silence and nothingness quietly rose up.
That was the Immortal Style of the Little Emperor, a full-strength Immortal Style that suddenly exploded in the weakest position.
It is not easy to act as a formation script with all your strength, and there is no way to stop this all-out fairy style.
Of the ten Immortals, four died on the spot, and the remaining six were all severely injured.
At this point, one of the six formations was shattered into pieces under the full blow of the little emperor.
It was precisely because of this blow that the entire formation was on the verge of destruction.
Jian Wushuang and Di Qing, who were trapped in the formation, also noticed it and directly raised Wuwo True Shadow and Black Crow Treasure Phase again, eventually causing the entire formation to shatter!
"You're looking for death!"
The black-robed Yanxian holding a jet-black dagger fell from the top of the formation, looked at the little emperor angrily, and then his figure suddenly turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared.
Until the little emperor noticed it again, the black-robed Yanxian had regrouped in front of him.
The long and narrow dagger condensed with dark energy fell directly, gouging into his heart easily.
There, it is basically the place where immortals gather their immortal style.
This sword was meant to kill.
The little emperor's pupils suddenly condensed, and then slowly disappeared.
"Your Highness!" The thin purple-robed man completely lost his composure at this moment. He flew over, condensing the power in his palm and blasting towards the black-robed Immortal.
The black-robed Yanxian was also obviously stunned. After reacting, he threw the little emperor's immortal body out like trash, and then ran away.
The thin purple-robed man caught the little emperor, his withered and calm face was filled with confusion, "Your Highness, Your Highness, you..."
"Big companion, tell me, tell Jian Wushuang to run away." The little emperor reluctantly opened his eyes, and after saying these last words, he passed out.
The thin purple-robed man nodded, held him tightly in his arms, and then flew towards Chen Qing.
Jian Wushuang took in all this scene, his eyes gradually became cold. Looking at the black-robed Yanxian who was trying to escape, he pursued him without any hesitation.
Like a killing sword stained with divine blood, no Immortal can stop him.
Di Qing followed closely behind Jian Wushuang, and his strength as a ninth-level Dayan Immortal was fully revealed at this moment.
With a thought, Shanhe joined him, and in just a few breaths, he caught up with the black-robed Yanxian, and then stabbed him with the same sword.
"Uh-huh!"
The black-robed Yanxian had no time to dodge, and his right arm was chopped off by Jian Wushuang.
Feeling the pain, he turned around and struck out with a palm.
Jian Wushuang did not dodge. After resisting the blow, he stabbed him with another sword.
The black-robed Yanxian let out a cry of pain, and the sword intent contained in the invisible sword poured into his meridians almost instantly and strangled him wildly.
"Damn it, no one of you will survive today!"
Jian Wushuang said coldly, the invisible sword in his hand shook, and the unparalleled sword intent finally tore it into pieces.
The next moment, a disembodied voice resounded in the broken void.
"What an extremely arrogant junior. Both his words and his behavior are full of hostility."
The world was silent, and all the immortals looked towards the place where the sound came from.
Di Qing's face was solemn, and he smelled a breath that only belonged to Dayan Immortal.
A crack was torn open in the dark red void, and then a middle-aged figure walked out of it with his hands behind his back.
The aura surging around him was purer and more unfathomable than that of Yanxian. As he moved around, even the broken Heavenly Dao began to slowly be repaired.
This middle-aged man, dressed in an elegant long robe, with a clean face, looks quite elegant and extraordinary.
After arriving here, he looked at Jian Wushuang and shook his head slowly, "I really don't like the hostility you exude, but in order not to waste my time, you leave now and I let you live."
Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows and raised the corners of his mouth, "Who do you think you are?"
The rather elegant middle-aged man was startled, obviously not expecting that a little Yanxian would actually humiliate him.
When he reacted, the originally elegant gown suddenly shook, and an unimaginable power that surpassed Yanxian covered the entire Broken Void.
Under such pressure, all the Immortals felt their hearts were filled with depression, their immortal sources shrank, and even the energy flowing in their immortal bodies slowed down to a certain extent.
"You are such an unabashed young man. Since you want to die, I will agree to it and send you to your death!"