Chapter 4987

With the pure white awn rising into the sky, they were all swallowed and absorbed by the treacherous array.

All Dayan immortals couldn't even make a sound. They withered and aged to the extreme within dozens of breath.

Their flesh and blood peeled off, and even immortal bones quickly lost their charm and turned into fly ash.

In just a few tens of breath, they completely disappeared!

Jianwushuang and others all retreated quickly and looked at the big array with full vigilance.

The whole exiled city was wrapped by the big array. After absorbing the luck of dozens of Dayan immortals, it became more and more terrible.

At this moment, even the sword matchless felt the Qi in the immortal body and began to pass slowly.

"This big array, can you suck Qi luck?" Yan Hui frowned. "It seems that the owner of Fang Tianlu is not simple."

It's not easy to be called by Yan Hui. The master behind Lu is definitely more than jiuzhuan Dayan fairy.

The sword is unparalleled, and his eyes are dignified. He is ready to fight with all his strength.

At this time, Yanhui and Jiangli looked at each other and walked forward.

With each step they took, the void shook.

Facing the huge treacherous array above their heads, they pressed the hilt of their swords at the same time, and then cut out a sword in an instant!

The speed of this sword was so fast that he didn't even see the unparalleled sword, so he cut it out!

In an instant, the void was broken, and the infinite sword was like a blooming fairy flower. Each reflected an incomparable trend.

Hundreds of millions of swords fiercely hit the immortal array and burst out an unparalleled huamang.

Completely shocked by the sword, Diqing quickly released Yanli to protect jianwushuang and Fuyao Xianjun.

When they collide, the whole exile city begins to break up!

The city wall turned into powder and finally burst.

Together with the destruction, there is the treacherous array overhead.

When the infinite sword idea dissipates completely, everything is settled.

The huge and magnificent city of exile has been broken, leaving only some ruins, and even the void has been cut to pieces.

"Go!" Yan Hui said in a low voice, and immediately released Yan force to protect the unparalleled sword and others.

The sword was unparalleled and without any hesitation. They immediately grabbed it together and were ready to leave.

At this moment, the broken void was suddenly shrouded in black clouds, and the retreat of the four fields and eight wastelands was blocked.

The five of them were trapped in the most central position.

"The hiding out came out." Yan Hui's eyes are rare and dignified, and his palm is also attached to the hilt at his waist, ready to draw the sword at any time.

At this time, Jiang Li stood in front of Jian Wushuang without trace.

So far, more than half of the whole exile city and Tianlu were destroyed, and everything was shrouded in chaos.

With chaos, a thick and treacherous black cloud came to them.

"It's really good sword intention. You are one of the few guys who can break my array so easily."

An old, hoarse and low voice rang through the black cloud, and then the wandering black cloud began to change.

It constantly changed, gradually changed into a tall body shape, and its vague face finally turned into the appearance of Yan Hui.

"I appreciate you very much."

Yan Hui's eyes coagulated, and then disdained to say, "hum, it's another guy who plays tricks."

As like as two peas in the same face, the grin is grinning. "No, I don't love to play tricks on God. I'm showing my strength."

"Moreover, I have killed sword immortals like you myself."

"You want to kill this sword fairy?" Yanhui disdained even more, "those who can kill me have never appeared."

Black cloud smiled low. "Everyone who can become a Sword Fairy is unprecedentedly strong. The derivative power and Qi luck in the fairy body are more pure, so I like to absorb the Qi luck of the Sword Fairy, which is of great help to me."

"Just because you want to swallow the luck of this sword fairy, you're not afraid that your head will be cut off by me?" Yan Hui said in a deep voice.

He recovered his calm. "You can't kill me. Even if I don't do it, you can't kill me."

Yan Hui's eyes were cold. "Why, do you want to try?"

"Of course I want to try. Countless years have passed since I killed the Sword Fairy last time. Now I want to taste it again."

Black cloud slowly held up his arms, and his deep eyes were excited. "Use your strongest sword. If you make me satisfied, maybe I can let you live."

Yan Hui laughed when he heard the speech, and his eyes suddenly became cold at this moment. "Old thing, you know, no Dayan immortal is worth my strongest sword, including you!"

"I like your arrogance. If you are not my food, I want you to be my friend."

After finishing this last sentence, heiyun stepped out.

In an instant, the broken void was swallowed up by chaos, and then a plume of black clouds overflowed from the chaos and surrounded him.

At this moment, the terrible and treacherous black cloud turned into a robe with black and gold patterns all around him.

When the black and gold robe appeared, the originally chaotic sky began to enter a state of submission.

Therefore, the fugitive non main derivative force also succumbs.

A treacherous order of heaven was constructed in this chaos.

At this moment, no matter the unparalleled sword, Jiang Liyan's return, di Qing and Fuyao Xianjun, their faces changed greatly when they saw the black cloud wearing black gold robes.

That is the emperor's clothes representing the emperor's luck!

Those who can wear God's clothes are masters of the emperor's luck!

The short four words of emperor Qi Yun are so terrible that even Da Yan Xian, who can wave to create the way of heaven, can't compete in front of emperor Qi Yun.

Emperor, Emperor's luck, represents absolute control!

Under the emperor's thought, the immortal sources of Dayan immortal are all things to play with.

I have touched the swords of six emperors. I know more clearly what the luck of emperors represents.

Even if there was only a wisp of remnant soul left in the former heaven, it was enough to kill the essence of jiuzhuan Dayan immortal.

The three emperors in the bowl Yang bottle belong to another situation. Their imperial body and imperial Qi disappeared, leaving only three weak true souls.

But even if the true soul of the three emperors is extremely weak, as long as they reshape the emperor's body in the coming years, they can recover to their peak state.

Once the emperor's Qi was controlled, Dayan immortal had already transcended the shackles of the realm and reached a mysterious state.

The emperor's luck represents absolute control. No Dayan immortal can cause trauma to the emperor.

This also means that when the black cloud reveals the emperor's luck, everything has become a foregone conclusion.

At this moment, Yan Hui's eyes changed and he seemed to have made a decision in his heart.