There are ninety-nine Dayan Immortals who have transcended the realm of Immortal Immortals under Zhenwu Yang.
This is what Jian Wushuang knew after attending the heavenly feast.
He knew very little about the realm of Dayan Immortal. He only knew that it was almost impossible for ordinary Yanxian to become a Dayan Immortal.
Even people like Chen Qing don't know how long they have been trapped in that step.
In the early days of Jian Wushuang's great voyage, when he was transporting Black Mountain spar, the Yehu Chan and Ancestor Whispering he met was probably the one closest to Dayan Immortal. In the end, when he was about to be promoted, Jian Wushuang was killed by Jian Wushuang with the power of the emperor. His immortality was shattered.
Right now, this Jiuling Zhenwu, which has the potential to cross the general trend, has the potential to become a great immortal!
At this moment, Jian Wushuang couldn't help but feel a hint of bitterness on his face.
At the Dayan Immortal level, he could not compete at all. Just the aura escaping was a big threat.
However, even though things have come to this, Jian Wushuang does not want to go back. He does not want everything he has done before to be in vain.
Just wait until the situation is not right before withdrawing.
Seeing the stretched figure of the Golden Crow, Master Mo seemed to have grasped the last straw and ran straight towards it.
But the next moment, a sudden change occurred!
A total of two majestic waves tearing apart the sky, like two thunderous giants, crashed towards Young Master Mo, obviously rushing to kill him!
But the foreseeable situation did not occur.
The two powerful forces did not fall on Young Master Mo at all. They were shattered by the sudden swing of the wings of the Golden Crow as early as the moment they passed by.
The aftermath scattered in all directions. Although he escaped death, he was so weak that he could not bear the aftermath and opened his mouth to vomit out a large mouthful of divine blood.
At the same time, two figures quietly appeared.
Jian Wushuang's pupils shrank slightly, those two figures were the two Dayan Immortals who had just taken action in the Heavenly Palace!
He backed away slowly, ready to escape at any time.
The battle at the level of Dayanxian and the control of Yanli are not at the same level as that of Yanxian.
The gap between the two is even greater than the gap between mortals and immortals.
So what Jian Wushuang was thinking about at this moment was not how to deal with the Dayan Immortals, but thinking about his retreat.
The bird's head with the red gold halo of the Golden Crow glanced at the two Dayan Immortals, and then looked at the frightened Young Master Mo below him.
"Di Qing, hurry up, kill them all, leave no one alive!" Young Master Mo panted heavily. The big hole in his face that had been pierced by the real sword had completely healed, and he looked strangely pale.
A look of disgust flashed through Jinwu's four anthropomorphic eyes at the same time, and then he spoke to him, "I said, if you dare to call me by my name again, I will burn you to dregs."
Young Master Mo shuddered, seemingly not doubting the authenticity of his words, "Ming, understand, Di Zun, do me one more favor and erase all those who want to kill me."
Jinwu, whose name was Di Qing, glanced at the two Dayan Immortals again, then looked at him with a half-smile and said, "You have attracted such a powerful interception, Young Master Mo, your skills have become much better."
Young Master Mo's expression changed slightly when he heard this, "Anyway, you solve the trouble as soon as possible, I don't want any of them to survive!"
A faint smile flashed in Di Qing's eyes, and his giant wings suddenly shook.
"Whether they survive or not depends on my mood, not on your decision."
The giant wings that cover the sky and the sun spread out for thousands of miles, and the chirping sound echoes throughout the entire sky.
Jian Wushuang felt as if his eardrums were about to be torn.
He did not hesitate and prepared to escape directly. The power of the Golden Crow was beyond his imagination, not to mention the two Dayan Immortals.
Just when Jian Wushuang was about to leave, a long sword with a cold meaning was pressed against his back. "If you don't want to die, don't leave." A cold voice sounded.
Jian Wushuang looked back and saw that it was the young guard who had competed with him in the Heavenly Palace before.
At the same time, four more figures tackled Chen Qing and Chunqiu.
"Brother Jian, I'm so ashamed." Chen Qing, who had some bruises on his face, sighed. It was obvious that he had been beaten many times before.
Jian Wushuang looked at the young guard behind him and said solemnly, "This is a matter between you. Let's leave now and not participate in the fight."
"Stop talking nonsense, do you think you can escape unscathed now?" the young guard said coldly.
Seeing that there was no hope of leaving, Jian Wushuang was about to take a violent blow, but the fiercest battle broke out in the clouds.
Together, the two brilliant waves emptied the clouds and collided with the Diqing, erupting in the most violent explosion.
Even the fusang tree was shaken. Young Master Mo was hiding in the canopy of the hibiscus tree, and he was already frightened.
As soon as the fight broke out, Di Qing got rid of his true form of the Golden Crow and transformed into the form of a god.
With the fluttering of the illusory wings with golden patterns, the two Dayan Immortals were unable to move even an inch forward.
There was a bit of unruly evil in Di Qing's heroic brows, and she looked at the two people proudly.
"Now that you are retreating back to the original route, I will not hold you accountable. If you are still determined, I will let you be destroyed."
Hearing this, the two tall and thin Dayanxians carrying black haloes showed no expression and seemed completely unconcerned.
Their goal was extremely clear, and it was absolutely impossible to turn back just because of Di Qing's two words.
Immediately afterwards, the two Dayan Immortals worked together again, and a sky-covering palm twisted the clouds and struck Di Qing.
Di Qing was not afraid, she raised her palms with a smile in her eyes and faced him.
The next moment, Di Qing's seemingly light and fluttering palm actually resisted the coming palm that covered the sky.
A red light erupted from the palm of his hand, and in an instant it covered the entire sky-covering palm with the force of a prairie fire.
In just this short moment, the combined blow of the two Dayan Immortals was completely burned away by the red light, leaving not even a breath left.
"town!"
Two shouts resounded, and the supreme power quietly condensed into a huge black cauldron, which smashed towards Di Qing again.
The illusory red gold wings behind him fluttered, and every ray of red light turned into a light golden crow.
A total of tens of thousands of Golden Crows formed a large formation and charged forward brazenly!
"Boom!"
The collision between the two was constantly consuming, and the dark energy and red gold energy were raging in the clouds, and eventually the clouds could no longer bear it and began to break.
As the dark giant cauldron that hit him continued to dim, the smile in the eyes of Di Qing, who was standing in the void, became even more intense.
At the same time, nine long red-purple feathers grew from the tips of his hair.
He held one of the long feathers with his hand, pointed the tip of the feather at one of the Dayan Immortals, and said lightly, "Since you insist on not leaving, then just stay here, I will make it clear to you, even if Even the Great Immortal Dayan can hardly stand a fight in front of me."
(End of chapter)