The power provided by the Galaxy Immortal Formation, which condensed the luck of more than 100,000 Evolution Immortals and nine Nine-turn Great Evolution Immortals, pushed her towards the Quasi-Emperor.
The endless Hongmeng Purple Meaning is Yu Yao’s destiny as an emperor.
Feeling the terrifying and monstrous purple spirit's arrogance, Jian Wushuang's heart beat like a drum.
With his intuition, he felt that Yu Yao's aura of luck even vaguely surpassed that of the previous quasi-emperor Hei Yun.
This also means that as long as she wants to take action, Wu Yanxian can survive under her hands.
This moment is a terrifying moment between life and death.
When Jiang Liyan returned, Di Qing had been drained of all her luck in the Xinghe Immortal Formation and had almost no power to fight anymore.
You must know that luck does not mean that the power of immortality can be regenerated. Luck is like the source of immortality, which is the foundation of immortality.
Once it is damaged, it will take a long time to repair it.
Even if Jian Wu had Emperor Grade Pills in his hands, it would be almost impossible for Jiang Li Yanhui and Di Qing to recover in a short time.
At this moment, only their five figures were left on the huge ruins of the third and fifth heavens.
Other than that, all the Yanxian and even the Nine-Rank Dayan Immortal became the victims of Yu Yao's attempt to become emperor.
Yu Yao only glanced at them and then withdrew her gaze, as if she was not worried about them escaping at all.
She looked at her palms filled with purple light, with only joy and fascination in her eyes.
"So, is this the emperor's luck..."
As Yu Yao's words fell, billions of rays of Hongmeng Purple Intent came out from the immortal body, and began to outline some kind of power that could not be seen directly.
Feiyun's regular uniform was replaced by an imperial uniform condensed with Hongmeng Purple Intent.
Jian Wushuang's brows twitched fiercely. If he had any luck before, Yu Yao did not succeed in ascending to the Quasi-Emperor.
So now, when the imperial uniform is condensed, everything has settled.
Yu Yao is undoubtedly the quasi-emperor!
"Do you think you can escape?"
Wearing a dark purple Qianye Emperor uniform, her eyes were cold and cold, as if she were looking at ants.
"We have given our destiny to you, and you have gotten the results you want, so why do you want to kill them all?"
Jian Wushuang blocked them all behind him and said in a solemn voice.
"Is this the result I want?" Yu Yao slowly raised her arms and curved her mouth, "No, the final result I want is to ascend to the emperor's throne."
When Jian Wushuang heard this, he suppressed the anger in his heart and looked at her coldly.
Yu Yao is no longer the same person as before, and her actions are even worse than those of the Quasi-Emperor Hei Yun in the Exiled City.
She will plot to trap and kill all the Dayan Immortals who follow her, even the ninth-level Dayan Immortals, just to swallow their luck and make herself a quasi-emperor.
Now, Jian Wushuang no longer hopes that this quasi-emperor Yu Yao, who has completely lost his humanity, will let them go.
"All our luck has belonged to you. Even if you wipe us all out, it will be difficult to provide any more luck."
Jian Wushuang tried to express his final words.
Immediately afterwards, Yu Yao's true eyes, which no longer had any emotional fluctuations, slowly swept across them.
Finally, her eyes fell on him.
"Your luck has not yet returned to me."
Jian Wushuang was startled, and then looked at her steadily, "Okay, I will hand over my destiny to you, and you let them go."
"Do you think you are qualified to negotiate?" Quasi-Emperor Yuyao smiled scornfully, "But they have no value to me anymore, so they can leave."
Jian Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.
"No, Wushuang, you can't stay!" Jiang Liyan returned, and Di Qing said urgently at the same time.
They knew very clearly that in order to have the destiny of an emperor, she would even kill all the Dayan Immortals under her, but if Jian Wushuang stayed, he would be completely destroyed.
Jian Wushuang turned around, faced them, blinked, and said in a voice that only a few of them could hear, "Don't worry, leave. I have a way to keep up with you. Don't forget that I still have a trump card that I haven't used yet."
As soon as these words came out, Jiang Li, Yan Hui and Di Qing both calmed down.
In the previous battle with Heiyun, Jian Wushuang used his own power to carry the emperor's destiny and wipe it out forcefully.
Although this is too unimaginable, it actually happens.
So although they were a little worried when they saw Jian Wushuang's confident demeanor, they really had no better way.
All their luck has been drained by the Galaxy Immortal Formation, and their strength has declined to the extreme. Even if they stay, they will only drag Jian Wushuang down.
"Then you must be careful and focus on self-protection." Di Qing said nervously.
Jian Wushuang nodded, watched the four of them leave, and then turned around.
As expected, Yu Yao did not break her promise. After letting them leave, her eyes fell on him.
"I'm a little curious, why do you want to absorb the luck of a little Yanxian?" Jian Wushuang looked at her and asked.
Yu Yao looked at him and said expressionlessly, "Because, I won't let all the Yanxians present leave alive."
Jian Wushuang opened his eyes, and a big crisis suddenly surged in his heart!
As if to confirm what he thought, Yu Yao suddenly raised his arms at the next moment.
As she raised her arms, endless purple energy quietly covered the entire sky.
Every ray of Hongmeng Purple Intent becomes extremely sharp, like an endless rain of arrows falling crazily.
Looking at the rain curtain with unimaginable momentum, Jian Wushuang swallowed his throat.
His eyebrows were lowered, and millions of sword intentions were directly released!
Facing the endless Hongmeng Purple Intent, he resolutely stepped forward to attack alone.
This moment is another collision between the unparalleled swordsmanship and the fate of the Quasi-Emperor.
Unparalleled Kendo, Galaxy, Lake and Sea, Second Style.
river.
The majestic Milky Way falls from the sky, roaring and sweeping forward like mountains and seas about to collapse.
Jian Wushuang sat at the head of the Jian River, his eyes slightly narrowed.
With this sword strike, he knew that he would be defeated without any doubt.
In order to allow Jiang Liyan to return and Di Qing to have enough time to leave, Jian Wushuang left all his destiny energy in his immortal body, just to survive.
The roaring Tianhe collided with the endless purple energy.
There is no earth-shattering explosion, there is only devouring and absorbing.
The Hongmeng Purple Intention, which can destroy all things, easily tore apart the Tianhe River and completely swallowed up all the Sword Intent.
Facing the Quasi-Emperor, everything is so powerless.
Even a nine-turn Great Evolution Immortal cannot fight against the Quasi-Emperor, let alone a mere Evolution Immortal?
Sword Dao Tianhe only existed for a few breaths before it was completely swallowed up.
Everything was shrouded in purple meaning again.
Yu Yao still stood in the same place, her face calm and calm, wearing a dark purple Qianye Emperor's uniform, the purple flames were burning even more vigorously.
Behind her, a figure whose immortal body was almost twisted into pieces barely managed to hold on without falling to the ground.
The seven-colored divine blood poured out from his immortal body, dyeing the sky wrapped in the purple aura with a strange scarlet color.