Chapter 4763

Under the seat of zhenwuyang, there are 99 great Yan immortals who are beyond the realm of Yan immortals.

This is what Jian Wushuang knew after attending the Tianting feast.

He knew little about the realm of Dayan immortals, only that it was almost impossible for ordinary Yanxian immortals to achieve Dayan immortals.

Even Chen Qing doesn't know how long he has been trapped in that step.

In the early days of jianwushuang, when he was transporting black rock crystals on the grand voyage, the wild fox Zen, the whirling ancestor, I'm afraid, was the nearest one to Dayan fairy. Finally, when he was about to be promoted, jianwushuang broke his fairy source with the power of the emperor.

At present, the nine plumes with a cross-sectional trend are really black, and they have the potential to grow into immortals!

In this situation, the corners of the mouth of the unparalleled sword could not help but exude a touch of bitterness.

At the level of dayanxian, it's not at all that he can resist. It's just the breath that escapes, which has a great threat.

However, although things have come to this point, jianwushuang doesn't want to return. He doesn't want everything he has done before to be in vain.

Only wait until the situation is wrong.

Seeing Jinwu's stretched body, childe Mo grabbed the last straw and ran straight for it.

But the next moment, change suddenly!

There were two majestic trends tearing the sky, directly like two wipes of startling Hong, smashing at the childe Mo, obviously running for destruction!

But the predictable situation did not appear.

Those two general trends didn't fall on the body of Childe Mo at all. As early as the moment when they came, they were shattered by the golden black suddenly waving its wings.

The afterwaves scattered everywhere. Although he escaped death, he was so weak that he couldn't bear the afterwaves and vomited a big mouthful of divine blood.

At the same time, two figures appeared quietly.

Jian Wushuang's pupils shrunk slightly. Those two figures are the two Dayan immortals who just shot in the temple of heaven!

He retreated slowly, ready to flee at any time.

The struggle at this level of Da Yan Xian, the control of Yan force, does not belong to the same level as Yan Xian at all.

The gap between the two is even greater than that between ordinary people and Yan Xian.

So at the moment, what Jian Wushuang thought was not how to deal with Dayan immortal, but thinking about the retreat.

The bird's head with the red golden halo in Jinwu glanced at the two Dayan immortals, and then looked at the startled childe Mo under him.

"Diqing, hurry, kill them all, and leave no one!" Childe Mo gasped. The big hole in his face pierced by the real sword had recovered, and he was speechless and strange pale.

Jinwu's four eyes flashed a touch of disgust at the same time, and then spit at him, "I said, if you dare to call me a taboo again, I'll burn you into scum."

Childe Mo shivered, and seemed to have no doubt about the truth of his words. "Ming, understand, di Zun, do me another favor and erase all those who are going to kill me."

Jinwu, who was taboo as Diqing, glanced at the two Dayan immortals again, and then looked at him with a smile, "you have gained a lot of skills since you attracted such a powerful interception, childe mo."

The childe Mo smelled the words, and his face changed slightly. "In short, you solve the trouble as soon as possible. I want none of them to live!"

Di Qing's eyes flashed a smile, and the giant wing suddenly shook.

"Whether they can live or not depends on my mood, not on your decision."

The huge wings that cover the sky and block out the sun spread for thousands of miles, and the sound rang through the air.

Jian Wushuang felt that his eardrum was about to be torn.

Without hesitation, he was ready to escape directly. The general trend of Yan force exerted by Jinwu had exceeded his imagination, not to mention two great Yan immortals.

Just as Jian Wushuang was preparing to leave with his hind feet, a long sword with the meaning of Sen Han came up behind him.

"Don't leave unless you want to die." A cold sound followed.

Jian Wushuang looked back, and it was the young guard who had competed with him in the temple of heaven before.

At the same time, Chen Qing and Chunqiu were framed by four body shapes.

"Brother Jian, I'm ashamed." Chen Qingchang, with some bruises on his face, sighed. It was obvious that he had been beaten a lot before.

Jian Wushuang looked at the young guard behind him and said in a deep voice, "this is between you. Let's leave now and don't participate in the fight."

"Don't talk nonsense. Do you think you can get out now?" The young guard said coldly.

Seeing that there was no hope of leaving, Jian Wushuang was ready to fight violently, and the fiercest battle broke out in the clouds.

Together, there were two brilliant trends, emptying the clouds, and the di Qing collided with each other, breaking out the most violent martyrdom explosion.

Even the Fusang tree was shocked, and childe Mo's whole body was dormant in the crown of the Fusang tree, and he was already a frightened bird.

At the first time of the outbreak of this fight, Diqing got rid of the golden and black shape and turned into a heavenly body.

As the illusory wings with golden stripes vibrated, the two Dayan immortals couldn't take half an inch.

Di Qing looked at the two proudly with a bit of unruly evil in his eyes.

"Now, I won't hold you accountable for your retreat. If you still insist, I will destroy your God."

Hearing this, the two tall and thin Yan immortals with black halos did not have any expression, and seemed to be completely indifferent.

Their goal is extremely clear, and it is absolutely impossible to turn back because of the two words of Diqing.

Then, the two Dayan immortals worked together again, twisted the clouds and came down with a big hand covering the sky, hitting Diqing.

Di Qing was happy and fearless, and raised his palm with a smile in his eyes to deal with it.

The next moment, Diqing's seemingly light palm was actually against the coming sky covering palm.

Red light curled out of the palm, and in an instant, it covered the whole sky covering palm with a prairie fire.

Just in this short moment, by the joint force of two Dayan immortals, he was completely burned by red Mans, and even half of his breath was not left.

"Town!"

The two broken drinks rang out, and the supreme derivative force quietly condensed into a dark giant tripod, which once again fell on Diqing.

Behind the illusory red wings, I saw every ray of red light turned into a light golden black.

Tens of thousands of Jinwu formed a large array and bravely attacked!

"Boom!"

The collision between the two continued to consume, and the muddy black derivative force and the red gold derivative force were rampant in the clouds, which finally made the clouds unbearable and began to break.

As the dark cauldron that hit continues to dim, the smile in di Qing's eyes, which stands in the void, means even more.

At the same time, nine long purple plumes grew from the tips of his hair.

He held one of the long plumes in his hand, pointed the tip of the plume at one of the Dayan immortals, and said lightly, "since you are determined not to leave, then stay here. I will let you know that even the Dayan immortals can't have the power of a war in front of me."