At first, the ball was only the size of a longan, but as Tang Wan'er's jade hand pulled away, it quickly plumped up and turned into a transparent ball with a diameter of about a foot in an instant.
The transparent ball was like a crystal clear, but as soon as the ball appeared, time seemed to stand still, the world fell silent for a moment, and the powerhouses present shuddered, and in the ball, they smelled The breath of death.
In the transparent ball, there are hundreds of millions of tiny runes circulating, like hundreds of millions of small fish swimming slowly, quiet and natural, but people can feel the runes that are almost indistinguishable with the naked eye. deadly threat.
"What spell is this?"
The powerhouses in the Nanxuan Region were horrified. Although they were all giants and lived countless years, they had never seen such a terrifying and bizarre technique.
"Wind Spirit Slashing the Moon"
Tang Wan'er let out a coquettish drink, her jade hand glowed, and the transparent ball in her hand shot out. At that moment, the sky and the earth roared, and the time and space seemed to be torn apart. confusion.
In the main hall of Tianmu Divine Palace, the master of Tianmu Divine Palace and a group of elders looked at the battlefield in the distance, and they all showed horror.
"The big era has really come, the four inheritances of Venerable Yaochi, for countless years, only people have been able to comprehend, but no one has been truly inherited.
Now that the four major inheritances have all been inherited, Tang Wan'er has just obtained this, and she can use the wind magic technique. She must have already mastered a part of it. The means of the former Venerable can finally show the tip of the iceberg. "The Palace Master of Tianmu Shrine couldn't help sighing.
"But Tang Wan'er's technique doesn't look like wind energy at all, it's not right to fluctuate." An elder was puzzled.
"It is often said that the wind has no fixed position, and the master of the wind system will make a move, and the wind will inevitably be violent, the ground will shake, and the mountains will be shaken.
But that's just common sense. Tang Wan'er's technique has reached the pinnacle of the wind, turning from movement to stillness, reaching the realm of returning to nature. This blow is terrifying. " said the master of Tianmu Shrine.
As soon as the voice of the Palace Master of Tianmu Divine Palace fell, Tang Wan'er's attack had already reached the front of the strong man in the Southern Profound Domain.
Especially the white-bearded old man who held the divine artifact bone shield and rushed towards Tang Wan'er first, raised the divine artifact bone shield in his hand, and smashed it towards the ball.
"boom"
The ball burst and looked very fragile, but at the moment when the ball burst, a vast force spewed out like a volcano.
The ball, which was still silent before, exploded in an instant, and ten thousand tiny wind blades shot out as if provoked.
"puff"
The white-bearded old man holding a bone shield exploded in an instant, and the endless wind blades devoured him, instantly turning into a blood fog that filled the sky, no bones left, and even the primordial spirit was killed together.
"It actually destroyed the artifact."
When they saw that the white-bearded old man was killed with one blow, the faces of the strong men in the Nanxuan Region changed suddenly.
"Boom boom boom..."
However, their speed could not keep up with the attack of the wind blade, and everyone could only use the strongest defensive technique, but all of them were shocked and flew out, blood spurting wildly.
Those with divine weapons are fine. They were shocked and their blood surged, but they didn't suffer any injuries, but those who did not have divine weapons and rushed to the front were not so lucky. One by one The blood spurted wildly, and the body was shot into a sieve by the small wind blade. Some unlucky ones pierced the eyebrows directly, and even the primordial spirit was killed.
Tang Wan'er's shot was earth-shattering, shocking everyone present. If it wasn't for the white-bearded old man who used the divine artifact bone shield to resist some of the power, this shot down, I don't know how many strong people were killed.
But even so, there are still hundreds of star powerhouses who were seriously injured, and dozens of them were killed on the spot. Those powerhouses looked at the void in horror, fluttering like a fairy, but with a cold face. Son.
Including Meng Qi, Chu Yao, Xiao Yun and Liu Ruyan were all shocked. Tang Wan'er was no longer the Tang Wan'er she used to be. At this time, she was too terrifying. With one move, she powerfully killed a master holding an artifact and destroyed it. Artifact, the performance is too strong and domineering.
Facing tens of thousands of sect-level powerhouses, Tang Wan'er looked at them coldly, like a goddess of war, no one dared to take half a step over the thunder pond.
"Boom boom boom..."
Here, Tang Wan'er stunned all the powerhouses in the Nanxuan region with one blow, and no one dared to step forward. Over there, Long Chen and Han Wanchang, who was half-stepped into the underworld, were already indistinguishable.
What was unacceptable to the powerhouses in the Nanxuan Region was that Long Chen's black long sword was flying like a tiger descending the mountain, killing Han Wanchang back and forth again and again.
The **** ring behind Long Chen turned, the five stars in the scorpion flowed, and he stepped out, and the keel evil moon in his hand was cut out again.
"boom boom"
Long Chen made three consecutive swords, like the waves of the Yangtze River, superimposed on each other. When the third sword was cut out, Han Wanchang spat out a mouthful of blood, and was shocked and flew upside down.
"Failed... defeated?"
Han Wanchang vomited blood and flew upside down, and the hearts of the strong men in Nanxuan Yu suddenly became cold. They were the strong men who were half-step through the Nether Realm. Among the strong men in the field, the existence with the highest cultivation level and the strongest combat power was unexpectedly defeated by a small The small disciple in the Spirit Transformation Realm vomited blood, which was unacceptable.
call!
Long Chen put the keel evil moon on his shoulder to resist, and looked coldly at Han Wanchang who was angry:
"It's just a half-step through the underworld, but it's bigger than the underworld powerhouse, is this the tradition of your Han family
He doesn't have much ability, but he is very good at bullying people. Sure enough, the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked. From the old to the young, it is a virtue. "
At the beginning, Han Feifei's warm sedan was rampant in the queue of others. Others couldn't avoid it, so they slapped it. Long Chen looked down on this the most. An idiot who satisfies his inner superiority.
Han Wanchang was shocked and angry. He never thought that Long Chen was so terrifying. Under his full strength, he exhausted his techniques and was still pressed and beaten by Long Chen.
What annoyed him the most was that Long Chen didn't use any tricks at all, just like a hooligan, hacking and hacking, he obviously had a big move, but he didn't have the chance to release it, so he was going crazy.
It's a pity that Han Wanchang is not a person who spreads the sky, and his Yuanshen can't form a seal for him. In this way, he needs to guide time to release his big move. Naturally, Long Chen will not let him use it. Wanted to die, almost out of breath.
"you… "
Han Wanchang was furious, just as he was about to say something, his face suddenly changed, and he took out a dragon-shaped jade tablet from his waist, suddenly turning his anger into joy.
"Hahaha, Long Chen, your time of death is here."
Han Wanchang laughed loudly, crushed the dragon-shaped jade tablet in his hand, and saw a speed of light fall in the void, and a figure slowly appeared.
When he saw the dragon-shaped jade tablet in Han Wanchang's hand, the face of the palace master of Tianmu Shrine in the distance suddenly changed, but it was too late to inform Chu Yao.
In the beam, a figure slowly formed, and a middle-aged man wearing a yellow robe, a purple gold crown, a square face, and a majestic face appeared in front of everyone.
This person is burly and his eyes are as sharp as blades. There are symbols in his eyes flashing, which is a kind of blood-colored brilliance, as if his eyes can penetrate the soul of a person.
As soon as that person appeared, Long Chen's whole body stood upright, and he already knew who this person was.
As soon as the middle-aged man appeared, without saying a word, his figure swayed, leaving an endless afterimage in the void, and he came to Long Chen at a speed so fast that people couldn't see his movements.
"The Sixth Form of Kaitian"
The moment the middle-aged man appeared, Long Chen had already begun to charge up and slashed down.
"Humph"
The middle-aged man snorted coldly, his hand was like a knife, and he just took a palm against Long Chen's knife shadow.
"boom"
Long Chen's knife shadow was actually smashed by the middle-aged man's palm, and Long Chen's whole body was shaken, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The middle-aged man smashed Long Chen's knife shadow with one palm, his figure swayed slightly, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.
However, the middle-aged man's complexion quickly returned to normal, and he took a step forward. The moment he made another move, the whole world lost its color, leaving only black and white.
There is no other color in this world except black and white. At that moment, all the strong people present turned pale, and their eyes were full of fear.
"The Power of Life and Death"
"This, this is the power that can only be controlled by the powerhouse of the Underworld Realm."
"This is a terrifying Nether Realm expert who actually took action against Long Chen in person."
For a time, the powerhouses in the audience were stunned. They did not expect that the powerhouses of the Underworld Realm would condescend and deal with Long Chen in person.
You must know that Long Chen is just a small disciple of the God Transformation Realm. He made such a move, which is equivalent to raising Long Chen's identity and making him a laughing stock.
The middle-aged man never said a word, and at the moment when he opened the field of life and death, everyone felt that there were only two energies left in the world, one is life and the other is death.
And these two kinds of energies are in the hands of the middle-aged man. In this field, he is a god. Whoever is born will be born, and whoever will die will die. There is no room for resistance.
At the moment when the middle-aged man opened the field of life and death, Long Chen bore the brunt and was locked by the power of life and death.
At that moment, Long Chen felt an invisible big hand grabbing his throat, he couldn't move, he couldn't resist, resist, he would die.
The space solidified, time and space were still, and I saw the middle-aged man walking towards Long Chen with an indifferent face, and a big hand grabbed at Long Chen's neck.
"buzz"
Suddenly the void vibrated, and a crescent moon silently slashed towards the middle-aged man's back. It was Tang Wan'er's sneak attack.
"bang"
The middle-aged man didn't know how to head, and he waved his left hand back, and Tang Wan'er's careful strike was instantly shattered by a finger wind.
But just as he shattered Tang Wan'er's attack with one finger, Long Chen, who had been standing still, suddenly moved.
"Snapped"
Long Chen's big hand slapped the middle-aged man's face fiercely, and the crisp voice resounded throughout the battlefield. (To be continued)