You must know that the immortal immortal body is transformed from the ultra-perfect chaotic life constitution.
It can be said that as long as Jian Wushuang is not bent on death, even the emperor cannot completely kill and destroy him!
But right now, the Immortal Immortal Body is aging at an irreversible speed under the hands of a little-known Dayan Immortal.
Aging is a precursor to death!
Jian Wushuang could clearly feel that his life was also passing away at an extremely fast speed.
The feeling of letting others play with his life was so weird and terrifying that even he could no longer remain calm.
Not only did the Immortal Immortal Body begin to age, but even the energy in the meridians began to dry up.
And these are irreversible.
Jian Wushuang wanted to break the shackles, but he found that the invisible sword in his hand had dimmed and eventually shattered.
He wanted to release the Immortal Style, but he was shocked to find that the energy in his meridians was extremely weak and could not support him in any action.
Even the Boyang bottle on his waist could no longer be held.
It had only been a few dozen breaths since the death penalty had arrived, but Jian Wushuang had already aged to the point of being out of shape. Although his figure was still upright, he was already heading for decline.
As if being fished out of drowning, he began to breathe heavily.
The black-robed Dayan Immortal seemed extremely excited when he saw this scene, "Junior, feel free to become my nourishment."
Chen Qing, who saw this scene from a distance, trembled in his heart. He hurriedly flew over and faced the Deathly Immortal Formation. He struck with all his strength and was unable to even cause serious damage to it!
"Brother Jian, you must hold on!" Chen Qing shouted urgently, then turned around to move reinforcements.
But then, nearly thirty Yanxians quietly surrounded him from all directions, and then the most intense battle broke out.
A big sun made of black and white rose slowly. As the sun rose, a man with a sword appeared, and the extremely lonely little emperor appeared.
Holding a real sword in his hand, he flew away the digital immortals surrounding Chen Qing with one strike, and at the same time resolutely joined the battle.
Chen Qing, who was covered in blood, said in surprise, "Your Highness, why are you here?"
"If I don't come, won't you die here?" the little emperor said in a solemn voice.
The thirty or so Immortals who originally surrounded them quickly disappeared under the battle between the two of them.
The Yanxian who has mastered the Immortal Style and the Yanxian who has not mastered the Immortal Style are almost two different entities.
And Yanxian who mastered the Immortal Style was extremely rare, so at this moment, although there were only two people, Xiao Dijun and Chen Qing, they could crush them with almost no effort.
More than thirty Yanxian quickly fled to death.
After the last sword shattered the immortal source of an immortal, the little emperor rushed to the Deathly Immortal Formation without stopping at all.
When he saw Jian Wushuang in the formation, aging irreversibly, his brows trembled slightly.
"Little Emperor, I've tried this immortal formation, but it can't be broken at all..." Chen Qing wiped the divine blood from his face and said nervously, "I'm afraid no one can break it except the one who has been following Brother Jian. Not open."
The little emperor then said, "Go and invite him over immediately. Just say that Wushuang is trapped, and I will guard him here."
"No, Your Highness, you have to come with me, it's too dangerous here!" Chen Qing said anxiously.
"Go quickly!" He said solemnly, his words full of irrefutable words.
Chen Qing had no choice but to take orders and leave quickly. Then the little emperor drew out his soft sword and stabbed it hard at the Deathly Immortal Formation in front of him.
But the Immortal Formation remained motionless, seemingly immune to any harm at all.
However, the little emperor didn't seem to be aware of this scene. He just stabbed the immortal formation with sword after sword, trying to open a gap in it.
At the same time, in the Death Sky Array, Jian Wushuang had aged to the extreme, and his immortal body was covered with cracks.
The black-robed Dayan Immortal Jiejie smiled strangely, then landed in the air and slowly came to Jian Wushuang.
"Junior, this is the price you pay for provoking me!"
As he spoke, he slowly stretched out his knuckled palms and parted the black robe from the middle, revealing the contents inside.
Under the black robe, there was not a plump immortal body, but a pale skeleton without any flesh and blood.
And around his skeleton were countless dead energy, as well as shiny stones the size of fingernails.
Immediately, the black-robed Dayan Immortal reached out and took out a shiny stone from his arms, and gradually moved closer to Jian Wushuang.
The sword was already unparalleled in its old age. At this moment, Chaos' eyes returned to sharpness, like the sharpest real sword.
Like a divine blade coming to the world, the unparalleled gaze directly forced it back.
"No, how, how is it possible?! Didn't you already have me sentenced to death?!" The black-robed Dayan Immortal was shocked beyond measure.
His hair came back to life, and all the old signs on his immortal body disappeared in an instant, and he turned into the handsome young man again.
The black waterfall-like hair was filled with extremely brilliant divine patterns, making him look like a god.
He smiled contemptuously, "You are good at proclaiming the way of heaven. Although you can play with the way of heaven, you are never worthy of becoming the way of heaven. What's more, even the laws of heaven can no longer leave any trace on my body. Just rely on you?"
Jian Wushuang said, stepping forward step by step, while the black-robed Dayan Immortal stepped back step by step, the expressions in his eyes changing constantly.
"Do you think that if your death circle can derive the laws of heaven, you will use it on me again?"
"Stupid! Do you falsely claim the way of heaven and claim to be above heaven?"
Time seemed to freeze, and the black-robed Dayan Immortal was shocked to realize that he was suddenly unable to move, as if he was being suppressed by another more ancient and profound way of heaven, preventing him from moving an inch.
Then, Jian Wushuang stretched out his palms and held his neck tightly, "I'll let you take a good look at who is the one above heaven."
The Death Sky Array began to collapse uncontrollably, and ravines and cracks filled the barrier.
At the same time, a more ancient, profound and mysterious method of heaven descends!
The Death Heaven Magic Formation, which can derive the way of heaven, suddenly shattered!
"No, no, I was wrong, let me go, I will never dare to speak the way of heaven again, and I will never dare to speak nonsense again!" The black-robed Dayan Immortal was suppressed by that special energy and could not move.
A long-lost smell of death made him frightened and trembled. He had never felt that real destruction was so close to him.
He also believed the fact that the young Yanxian in front of him killed the Nine Heavens Immortal Lord Chang Duoling.
"Now tell me, who is above the heaven?" Jian Wushuang's eyes were cold, and his voice was like the punishment of heaven, full of indescribable majesty.
The black-robed Dayan Immortal, whose neck was tightly clamped, only had fear in his eyes at this moment, "My lord, it's you, my lord, you are the real one above the heaven!"
(End of chapter)