Although the armored body of the Nine-turn Dayan Immortal could not die so easily, the unparalleled swordsmanship could at least severely injure it.
Jian Wushuang slowly rose into the void, and then looked at the place where the armor's figure collapsed.
The Immortal Bone Road was in dilapidated condition, and one of the potholes reached the level of a bottomless abyss. Even Jian Wushuang was unable to see what was going on inside.
As the Immortal Bone Road stopped trembling, everything returned to deathly silence.
"No way, is he really dead?"
Jian Wushuang still didn't want to believe it, and his figure gradually moved towards the pothole.
However, the next moment, the void suddenly became thick and stagnant, as if it had become solid.
He was shocked, but his figure could no longer move. It was as if there were millions of chains of luck surrounding him, preventing him from moving at all.
Then, black smoke quietly rose from the pit, covering the sky and the sun.
Along with the black smoke, there was a body tens of millions of feet high.
A pair of real eyes are like two bloody suns in the sky, filled only with endless hatred and resentment.
"Despicable Yanxian, you must die for Zhen Wuyang today!" The armored figure roared, then he stood up from the abyss and slashed at Jian Wushuang with a sword.
This sword is full of determination and killing.
Jian Wushuang, who was trapped in his body, could not avoid it at all and could only watch the sword fall on his immortal body.
"Chila——"
Divine blood spurted out, and Jiutian Yixuan burst out with the most brilliant azure meaning, protecting his immortal body from being severed.
However, this sword was the full blow of the Nine-turn Dayan Immortal. Even though it did not cut Jian Wushuang into two pieces, it still shattered his meridians inch by inch and turned him into powder.
Jiutian Yixuan then dimmed, and Jian Wushuang was like a star about to extinguish, falling backwards and falling rapidly.
The border barrier has stood in the wilderness for countless years. Although it has been devastated, it still remains standing.
At this moment, Jian Wushuang, who was falling like a star in the sun, slammed into the border barrier.
That boundary barrier is so vast that even if there are millions of celestial planes put together, they cannot be compared at all.
Naturally, Jian Wushuang's headlong collision with the border barrier did not cause much trouble at all.
After a "bang", a mark was knocked out of the border barrier, and Jian Wushuang, who had fainted, fell under the border barrier, and happened to land in the middle of the crack in the border barrier.
The armored figure, surrounded by dragon-like thunder and lightning and black smoke, slowly stood up and walked towards the border barrier.
He came to the crack in the border barrier and looked at Jian Wushuang whose immortal body was not broken, and doubts arose in his heart.
But soon, he directly raised his arms and the endless strong wind enveloped Jian Wushuang and blew him into the endless wilderness beyond the border barrier.
Within the boundary barrier is the scope of the Great Division, while outside the boundary is the real wilderness.
Even a weak-minded Dayan Immortal will get lost if he sets foot in the wilderness!
That is a truly forbidden area, and no Immortal can set foot there, except for some specific beings.
Jian Wushuang, who had fainted, naturally couldn't realize where he was now, and collapsed motionless in the thick dust.
The armored figure was roaring dully, seeming to be venting the eternal resentment.
He raised his head and stared closely at the majestic and vast border barrier, as if trying to identify where this place was.
"Where is this place? Why am I here? Is my heaven really broken?"
As if the voice from eternity was full of sorrow, the violence had disappeared.
The body of the armor was no longer as terrifying as before, and there was only confusion in his eyes, walking aimlessly on the path of immortal bones.
On the other side, Jian Wushuang, who had passed out in the wilderness outside the border barrier, was gently picked up by a pair of hands.
"Master, look here, there is actually a Yi Immortal in the wilderness." The still childish voice resounded in the thick dust.
Then a dull but majestic voice sounded, "Throw it away quickly, it must be a dead body that has been lost here long ago."
"No, Master, he is still alive. I heard his heartbeat."
"What, you're still alive? How is this possible?"
As the noisy sound rang out, a total of six Vajra-like figures appeared in the dust.
These six-path vajra-like figures are all wearing plain monk robes, and they are self-reliant when they are not angry.
And in the center of this six-path figure, there is a little novice monk with red lips and white teeth, and a rather lively eyebrow.
At this moment, the little monk's face was full of anxiety, and he hugged a figure dripping with divine blood with his thin arms, not caring that the falling divine blood soaked his monk's clothes.
"Masters, please save him quickly. I feel he can still be saved." The little novice monk looked at the figures and said anxiously.
The six-path Vajra-like figures looked at each other with troubled expressions on their faces.
They set foot in the wilderness, walked out of the vast wilderness, and saw countless big crises. Now that they have gone through all kinds of dangers and walked out of the wilderness, they encountered such strange things and had to be vigilant.
Among these figures, the most stable and elderly monk frowned slightly, seeming to be hesitating about something.
No Yanxian, not even the Dayanxian, could survive in the wilderness after suffering such severe damage.
And it seems that this young Immortal who passed out has just experienced a life-and-death battle, and it is very possible that he is the source of the danger.
All kinds of worries had to make all the monks hesitate.
At this time, the little novice monk became anxious, "Don't you usually say that you should devote yourself to doing good deeds? Why are you hesitant now?"
"Being devoted to doing good depends on the situation. Huiqing, you are still young and don't understand this." A monk with a rough face and thick eyebrows and big eyes said.
"I'm not young, I've been listening to sermons for thirty million years just under the mulberry tree," the little novice monk argued angrily, "Masters, what you are doing is wrong. You obviously have the ability to save people, why don't you save them? Just
Because we don’t know him?”
The steady and elderly monk who had been silent until now spoke helplessly, "Okay, Huiqing, please calm down, we will rescue you right now."
The young novice nodded quickly, "Yeah, Huiqing thanked the master."
After deciding to come to the rescue, the six monks gathered together.
The little novice monk hurriedly lifted Jian Wushuang, who was still unconscious in his arms, and placed him in front of the six monk leaders.
They looked at each other and then took action together.
One after another, brilliant lights containing infinite luck appeared, one after another covering Jian Wushuang's body.
Obscure and incomprehensible cipher text began to appear, and slowly rotated.