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"Full release the power of your body, and I can help you eliminate this person!"
The Demon Ancestor Wutian noticed that the Demon Emperor Bridged the Heavenly Demon Emperor was still a little unwilling to let go, so he frowned and said.
Or, this is a reminder that if the Demon Emperor of Zhetian did not give him absolute dominance in his body, he would not have dealt with the powerful opponents in front of the Demon Emperor of Zhetian!
"good!"
The Demon Emperor of the Heaven-Crossing Heaven could only give in to his body. Until this time, the Demon Ancestor Wutian had mastered the absolute control of his body, and his entire spiritual consciousness reached its peak.
Click!
He stepped out, and the broken ancient star suddenly cracked, and the wish star that enveloped Ji Siqing was shaking.
Ji Siqing suddenly turned around and looked surprised. When she saw the way the Demon Emperor Zhatian looked at this time, her soul couldn't help but tremble!
The starry sky shook and the universe was boiling, and a red lightning shone by, like an eternal divine light illuminating the sky!
At this moment, the Demon Emperor of Heaven-Chadowed Black Hair was dissipated, his pupils completely turned to pitch black, and the rich weapon condensed in his palm, and a terrifying black war spear gradually emerged.
"The Power of Nine Netherworlds: The Evil Ghost in the Yellow Spring!"
The Demon Emperor of the Heaven-Chadowed the sky and released unparalleled power. The spear seemed to have become a demon-slaying blade, and he wanted to completely kill this beast.
The spear was like the suppression of the heavens, carrying an irresistible will, crossing the void, surpassing the past and present, as if it could break the universe.
In terms of purity, this power is even much stronger than the black ice of the Saint Son of Jianjia.
The Holy Son of Jianjia turned around and his expression became extremely serious. He pinched his fist marks with both hands, and his eyes were filled with ghost fire, and he did not avoid the Nine Nether Spear!
Or he didn't know who was casting this spear.
The spear shuttled through the sky, revealing part of the body, like an immortal ancient bell, shaking the entire universe to crash.
"What?"
The pupils of the Saint Son of Jianjia shrank violently. He never expected that the ice shield he had formed would collapse instantly! And it was in a destructive posture.
He only saw a figure slowly walking in the starry sky, surrounded by extremely deep darkness, rippling like water waves.
At first glance, the black hole flows, making people's soul almost fall into it.
"Who are you?"
The Holy Son Jianjia also noticed something strange and asked in a deep voice.
He had never felt such a strong threatening aura. He pinched his left fist for a moment and summoned the sacred ice power. In the huge gap in the void, a frost storm continued to gush out.
And his right hand drifted out a faint black air, condensed to the extreme, and could explode in the next moment, providing endless power.
With a sound, the black spear was blocked for a moment, and the huge ice shield completely collapsed, and it suddenly collapsed, as if countless yakshas and Shura were rushing over, making various demons' screams.
The Holy Son Jianjia felt great pressure for the first time. His eyes were red and he couldn't help but roar.
"Who are you? Don't you know that this is Xuanhai? You dare to go against the Jianjia Sword Sect!"
The Saint Son of Jianjia was covered in messy hair, looking like crazy, and endless black aura rose from him, spreading continuously, extremely terrifying!
He has the ability to prophesy in part, and he can feel that the opponent in front of him is definitely not simple!
Even the strongest person he had met in the past could not compare to the momentum that the person in front of him exuded.
The Demon Ancestor Wutian was completely uninterested in answering his words.
As the Demon Ancestor, he has a high position and a powerful position and has reached the top of the world.
A person with strength such as the Holy Son of Jianjia cannot be treated with all his strength.
"Nine Nether Demon Sutra!"
The Demon Ancestor Wutian immediately stood firm, his body quietly floating in the air, murmuring and chanting in his mouth, and demons and gods were everywhere like ghosts.
Nine Netherworld Yellow Springs, Demon Reverence is reborn.
What I am chanting is the nerves of Taoism and Buddha, but in fact it is filled with the power of demons.
Such demon scriptures are terrifying! They are extremely frightening.
He raised his hand and the space around him flew through the windless space, which seemed to be without any turbulence, but in fact it was beyond the devil's way!
For powerful people like the Demon Ancestor Wutian, you can suppress all opponents below the limit without using your physical body and with the help of three wisps of spiritual souls.
The Demon Sutra turned into pictographic characters, wrapped around and poured out immediately, like thunder and lightning, filling the sky.
And this kind of magical power made the face of Saint Son Jianjia look frightened for the first time.
"No! This power does not belong to Xuanhai at all. Who are you? Who are you?"
The Holy Son of Jianjia let out a heart-wrenching roar, but the Demon Ancestor Wutian would not reply to his words.
When he opened his mouth and spit out, the Buddhist scriptures in the sky turned into a magic light, as if they penetrated out of chaos, splitting the heaven and earth, and destroying all things!
This is a great power, great spirit! It is a power that truly makes people tremble and worship from the depths of their souls.
The Holy Son Jianjia was shocked and vomited a mouthful of bright red blood in his heart.
For many years, the Holy Son of Jianjia has never suffered such serious injuries.
Even if he was invaded by the divine object and sealed the underground, it would only block it, weakening his power, and not destroying his origin.
In front of him, this seemingly weak existence not long ago has the power it possesses is enough to shatter his origin, and even seriously injured him and instantly defeated.
"Who are you? Who are you?!!"
The voice of the Saint Son Jianjia was about to roar. He couldn't figure out who could burst out such powerful power in the mysterious sea.
The Demon Ancestor Wutian looked cold, and a mysterious totem bloomed where he was.
When Saint Son Jianjia saw those inexplicable auras, his expression changed immediately! Because he thought of a possibility.
He doesn't know much about the many powerful people in the heavens and all realms, but he has heard of them.
In the entire real world, there is only one person who can have such a powerful power in the Nine Nether Yellow Springs!
The Demon Ancestor Wuyan!
It is rumored that the Demon Ancestor Wutian came from Jiuyou, carrying the power of the Yellow Spring and Blue Sea.
"You are... Demon Ancestor!"
The Holy Son of Jianjia was shocked, but he was also very shocked and confused.
Because the Demon Ancestor Wutian is the controller of the Old Alliance and the absolute overlord of the Dark Forbidden Sea. If it were not for the special circumstances, he would never leave the Forbidden Sea!
This is an authority and a restraint, because the every move of the peak powerful man involves too much!
"Who am I, what do you have to do with you?"
The Demon Ancestor Wutian's tone was extremely cold and he did not take the Saint Son of Jianjia seriously at all.
Saint Son Jianjia was so angry that he gritted his teeth. As a Saint Son, when did he be so despised?
But he couldn't refute it, because the people in front of him really had the strength to defeat him, or it could kill him.
Chapter completed!