A black raven treasure that covered the sky and the sun quietly appeared behind Di Qing, and its four eyes like the sun cast black flames.
At this moment, even the swordsmen who held Jian Wushuang and others with real swords retreated.
"Enjoy it, everyone, and you will feel the wrath coming next."
Di Qing slowly opened his arms, and magnificent feathers began to appear from under his arms.
Those two were obviously Dayan Immortals who had transformed their faces. Their faces still showed no expression, but judging from their solemn eyes, what Di Qing said was true.
The Black Crow Treasure looked up to the sky and roared, and all the energy in Xiaoxian State gathered towards him, and with an unimaginable momentum, it came down with overwhelming pressure.
Wisps of black flames condensed on the Black Crow Treasure. It suddenly opened its mouth and screamed, raining down immeasurable black flames.
Jian Wushuang and the others could see clearly that if even a trace of these descending black flames were attached to them, even if they were not dead, they would probably lose a layer of their skin.
Immediately, the young swordsman holding Jian Wushuang hostage dragged him back quickly.
"Infinite!" Di Qing smiled coldly.
The two Dayan Immortals worked together again, and a giant black cauldron that was even bigger than before stood in front of them and smashed forward.
The immeasurable flames descended by the crow of black crows were like rain curtains, pouring finely on every inch of space.
"Chichi!"
The shocking black flames swallowed up even the energy escaping in the air, and collided with the pitch-black giant cauldron, erupting with a fine sizzling sound.
The earth-shaking power made those who retreated feel an indescribable chest tightness.
At the same time, black flames like pouring rain fell on every part of Xiaoxianzhou.
Large-scale destruction has begun!
Thousands of immortal mansions and pavilions, all contaminated with black flames, will all collapse and perish, turning into puffs of flying ashes.
Xiaoxianzhou, which was originally a place where the immortal energy was at its peak, turned into a dead zone at an extremely fast speed.
At this moment, Gongzi Mo, who was lying on the top of the fusang tree, saw this situation and his heart was bleeding. All his heritage was burned here!
"Di Zun, leave some for me!" Finally, he couldn't help but said.
What responded to him was a cold and cold word from Di Qing.
Looking at his arrogant back, Gongzi Mo's eyes flashed with anger and resentment, but he quickly returned to normal. After all, he could only rely on Di Qing to survive.
"Just wait, if I escape this disaster, you will definitely die without a burial place." Young Master Mo said secretly.
Just the momentum exuded by this black black treasure phase overwhelms the entire Xianzhou, and no Yanxian dares to compete with it.
The two Dayan Immortals, who carried 90% of the black flames of Heiwu, finally exhausted the black flames at the cost of the destruction of the giant black cauldron.
Di Qing's face turned cold, and she reached out and pointed far away.
Immediately, the black crow behind him raised its head and screamed, dragging the terrifying dark power, falling from the sky, and was about to swallow up the two Dayan Immortals.
There was darkness in Xiaoxianzhou, and the Yanli was no longer calm, but a violent tide was generated.
Seeing this, Jian Wushuang suddenly rose up, using his supreme power to directly swing away the real sword behind him, and at extremely fast speed, he turned around and kicked his knee, slamming into the young guard's body.
Due to the fluctuations in the tide of Yanli, all Yanxians present were unable to detect the danger in time.
Therefore, when the young guard reacted, it was already too late, and he received a full blow from Jian Wushuang in the abdomen.
With a muffled hum, he fell headlong towards Xiaoxianzhou like a kite that had dropped its strings. Almost at the same time, Chen Qing and Chun Qiu suddenly rose up and forced the remaining four swordsmen away with their force.
Then Chunqiu summoned his Eight-Armed Angry Eyes to resist several swordsmen.
"Brother Sword, fight quickly!" Chen Qing drew out the real sword from his waist and looked sharply at Jian Wushuang, "We will cut off the queen for you."
Jian Wushuang nodded, and then looked through the waves of waves to look at Young Master Mo who was lying on the fusang tree.
The next moment, he stepped on the clouds with the soles of his feet and rushed forward suddenly, regardless of the great battle above his head that could destroy the world at any time.
Like a frightened bird, Young Master Mo immediately noticed Jian Wushuang coming towards him, and immediately became restless, "Di Zun, save me!"
Di Qing turned his head impatiently, and after seeing Jian Wushuang's flying figure, without any hesitation, he directly opened his palms and formed thousands of strands of energy to surround him.
Thousands of derivatives turned into incomparable chains, trapping Xiang Jian Wushuang at an indescribable speed.
The Yan power of this level is enough to kill even Yanxian!
Jian Wushuang felt that the air around him was stagnant and sticky, and the thousands of chains of energy trapped him almost instantly.
A force strong enough to crush bones and muscles was exerted on his body as the chains tightened.
Seeing this, Young Master Mo smiled coldly. One of his broken arms was a gift from Jian Wushuang. The enemy was right in front of him. Without thinking, he stepped directly on the fusang tree and flew towards him. The strong power came directly from him. He blasted out from his palm.
Looking at the thousands of fine energy-generating chains around him, Jian Wushuang slowly closed his eyes.
Then, a small galaxy composed of seven stars appeared between his eyebrows.
This was an immortal move given to Jian Wushuang by the broken stone bead.
A little bit of mountains and rivers!
"Buzz!!"
A long water ripple, with him as the center, stirred up directly. It was an immortal style that surpassed the comprehension of Yanxian, and surged up.
"Destroy it!" Jian Wushuang suddenly opened his eyes, and the stars between his eyebrows were flowing, and the general trend was revealed!
Thousands of energy chains on his body were shattered, and the invisible and material water dragons broke free and entangled around him.
In any mountain and river, Jian Wushuang is the absolute master.
Breaking through Di Qing's downward force, he looked at Di Qing for the first time.
Their eyes met, Jian Wushuang showed no fear, and waved his hand gently.
Suddenly, a big vision appeared!
Xiaoxianzhou, which had been turned into a dead zone by the black flames descended by Di Qing, was suddenly split into two by an unknown force in the middle.
Then, with countless rubble and rubble, half of the small fairyland was directly bombarded towards Di Qing!
Di Qing's eyes narrowed.
Being able to split the entire Xiaoxian State into two by oneself, is this a terrifying power that Yanxian can master
Half of a small fairyland comes from the sky.
Di Qing suppressed the surprise in his eyes, snorted coldly, stretched out his palm, and shook it from afar.
Immediately, the entire Xiaoxianzhou that flew in uncontrollably stopped strangely in place, and then seemed to be squeezed into a ball by an invisible big hand, and then crushed into powder.
With a flick of his robe sleeves, the powder dispersed, but there was still half of Jian Wushuang's figure in the same place.
"It's really interesting. A little Yanxian actually intimidated me. Is this an illusion?" Di Qing looked meaningfully at the figure that had gone away, without making any next move.
(End of chapter)