The violent power swept away from Jian Jue's body.
Yin Feng Mie's terrifying martial arts skills, even those at the peak of the Mountain Building Realm cannot be spared.
"No..." It was Yang Ning who was also moved at this moment.
Regarding Jian Jue, Yang Ning always felt an unspeakable emotion. Although there was no conflict of interest between the two, morally speaking, it could be said that they did not owe each other anything. But until just now, Yang Ning was shocked. .
Just now, if it hadn't been for Jian Jue's sword, he would have been hit by Yin Feng Mie. With the ferocity of his technique, he would have never survived.
But Jian Jue saved himself, but he himself was hit by Yin Feng Mie.
In Wuyin Town, before Jian Jue went up the mountain, he had said that Lu Jian was waiting for him, asking him to survive no matter what, and asking him to follow him to the Sword Tomb after the competition between the five factions.
Everything is vivid in my mind, but at this moment...
Yang Ning felt a little complicated inside. The sword intent on his body is surging, and the Lingtian Art is running crazily. The holy crystal enters the body, and the massive spiritual energy is compressed by the sea of consciousness, quickly transformed, and continuously transformed into his own spiritual power.
Yang Ning only had one thought, and that was to quickly recover herself. Only by recovering yourself can you get out of the current predicament and help Jian Jue Yi Er.
Yang Zhen used Fang Tian's painted halberd as a path to continuously sweep Yang Ning within two feet of Yang Ning's body. Even the nine Disha members with extremely high cultivation levels were unable to get close at this moment.
The terrifying unparalleled momentum is like crushing. Although the cultivation level is relatively insufficient, this momentum seems to be invincible in the world.
As Fang Tian's painted halberd rotates, he has a vague attitude of being invincible in the world.
This is Yang Zhen's unique and unparalleled momentum. It is based on Canglan's hegemonic body and shows unparalleled momentum. It comes from the momentum and cooperates with the opening and closing of Fang Tian's painted halberd. It is unparalleled in the world and is well deserved.
If one person is in charge, no one can open it.
It is the best interpretation of Wushuang potential.
Yang Pi's crescent sword follows the sharp tip of the halberd, accompanying him life and death, guarding him to the death, allowing Yang Ning to recover with all his strength.
In the air, thirty-six iron chains locked Jian Jue firmly in the air, making him unable to move.
"Jiejie..."
Thirty-six Tiangang, spiritual power connected, mind intertwined, instantly started to devour Jian Jue crazily.
Jian Jue's vitality poured out like a flood from a bursting embankment.
"ah……"
The screams echoed around the world and could not stop for a long time.
Big beads of sweat rolled down Jian Jue's face.
He tried to struggle hard, but to no avail, because the thirty-six iron chains connecting the thirty-six Tiangang were unbreakable, like a prison.
"Yang Ning, after this is over, you must go to the Sword Tomb..." Jian Jue shouted and made a decision.
Yang Ning was burned inside and out, feeling that her heart suddenly became uneasy.
"It turns out that boy's name is Yang Ning."
"Don't worry, he will follow you soon." Thirty-six Tiangang did not give Jian Jue a chance, and the devouring power from Yin Feng Mie strengthened again.
At this moment, Jian Jue closed his eyes calmly and instantly unleashed his full momentum.
At the same time, the whole body was ignited with flames.
The soul fire unfolded at full strength, igniting most of the sky.
"Haha..." Jian Jue's laughter gradually spread from near to far.
"not good……"
"quick!"
But it was too late, because the iron chains of Yin Feng Mie restrained the thirty-six strong men and could not escape instantly.
And this time is enough for a peak mountain-building realm expert.
The flame is like the remaining clouds in the sky, red with sadness, burning brightly under the sunlight.
Jian Jue didn't hesitate at all, constantly compressing his sea of consciousness and gathering his foundation at one point. A peak mountain-building expert, coupled with an almost invincible swordsman at the same level, finally made an extreme response at this moment.
Self-destruct.
Although no one wanted to admit it, the practitioners fighting between heaven and earth were all attracted by this scene.
The terrifying and violent power pours out like a waterfall...
The envoy of the Nine Palaces around the world believed that he was unparalleled in the world, and his calm eyes changed again and again at this moment.
"Get away quickly..."
The Ninth Palace Envoy's heart was trembling. He thought that with his strength of thirty-six heavenly gangs and seventy-two earth evil spirits, and cooperating with the Demon Sect, he could definitely take over the Kirigin Sect. From then on, when the Demon Sect came to power, he would be equivalent to controlling all the demon sects. Liuyun Kingdom, and at this moment the second prince of the royal family is under his control again, everything is moving in a favorable direction in Yinfeng Valley.
But this explosion will disrupt at least half of his calculations.
Thirty-six strong men, even if the Nine Palace Envoy is as cold as iron, he cannot afford to lose them.
Hell Mountain rotates at an extremely fast speed, and the gloomy power seems to bring the entire hell out, falling from the sky at an extremely fast speed.
The entire Kirigakure Mountain seemed to have entered the dark night instantly. The setting sun in the sky disappeared and the blood-red fire clouds gradually disappeared.
"careful……"
The great uncle of the Ancient Sword Tower shouted loudly, and the Heavenly Sword in his hand stretched horizontally, nearly a hundred meters long, splitting the world into two in an instant.
The swords clattered together to see Jian Jue off.
A single strike of annihilation forced the right elder on the opposite side to temporarily avoid the sharp edge.
The terrifying heavenly sword struck down on the fallen Hell Mountain.
Rumble…
Stir up a thousand waves.
The spiritual energy rushed wildly, vented to its fullest, and exploded in the sky.
The terrifying force caused the Hell Mountain, which was heavier than anything, to stand still in mid-air.
A heavenly sword, so terrifying.
It actually left the power from hell in the air.
"Damn it!" The Ninth Palace Envoy groaned, and then sent a message to the Demon Lord: "Solve it quickly, otherwise things will change." The Ninth Palace Envoy was a little worried, because if this continues, his side will suffer heavy casualties.
The demon lord's long hair is flying, and the god of order is pouring out continuously, with fist seals and fist seals, bombarding the Buddha wheel, trying to conquer the sea of Buddha with the power of the devil.
"The Demon Lord of the World." The Demon Lord roared, and the billowing black demonic energy, like a downpour, hit the "swastika" characters covering the two people.
Jiuzi, the divine monk, covered himself with cassocks to protect himself, and the Buddha wheel made of seven relics was as good as the devil.
"Karmaha!" Divine Monk Jiuzi exerted his strength again, sensing the changes in the Demon Lord, and wanted to add more strength to his Buddha Wheel to prevent it from passing by.
"Elder Zuo, help me." The Demon Lord was furious, but at this critical moment, he still admitted that it was unsustainable.
A figure that had been waiting for him for a long time turned into a black shadow, like an eagle crossing the sky, and came to the Demon Lord's side in an instant.
"You and I will work together to kill him." The Demon Lord also knew that the self-destruction of a mountain-building peak expert would cause them to lose more combat power. They could only stop it, otherwise today's situation would be difficult to end. Not to mention his dream of dominating the world.
"Amitabha!" Monk Jiuzi finally showed a trace of panic in his eyes. With his own cultivation, he might be able to resist the Demon Lord, but with the addition of a peak mountain-building expert, these two people are definitely no match for him.
"I have transformed into a relic today, and it seems that I am unstoppable." The sacred monk Jiuzi also seemed to be making some kind of decision. The treasure became more and more solemn, and the power of Buddha nature lingered around him, illuminating three inches of the suddenly darkened sky. Square circle.
"You're a Buddha, it's okay if you don't cultivate." The demon lord laughed, but the holy monk Jiuzi ignored it and did not change the space illuminated by his Buddha's light.
"When the devil is in power, it's okay if we can protect three inches of pure land." The holy monk Jiuzi is not greedy, and the ultimate Buddha's light shines brightly in a three-inch radius.
Two black figures kept rushing forward, killing the holy monk Jiuzi. The demonic power was overwhelming, and the black demonic energy was rolling in.
"Amitabha……"
In the sky, although the sky was much darker due to the pressure of Hell Mountain, many practitioners felt a touch of warmth because of the blazing fire.
The world is peaceful, but full of sadness.
"The Supreme Elder..." Several disciples from Beixuan Sword Sect saw Jian Jue off.
The terrifying kendo order, like madness, erupted from Jian Jue's body, leaving Jian Jue's body in tatters.
The surging spiritual power, with no rules, tore the entire sky apart, trying to break through the blockade of Hell Mountain and leave the world alone.
It is interpreted that the mirror of creation spans the sky and the earth, firmly locking the entire Wuyin Mountain, and then becoming the final barrier of Wuyin Mountain.
Qingfeng's face looked a little sad. With a sword strike, it can be said that he hates evil as much as he hates it. He is a swordsman worth befriending and even trusting.
Only such a fierce swordsman can take such extreme measures when he is in deep trouble.
Self-destruction is something many practitioners don't want to see, let alone perform it themselves. Although they don't believe in fate, they still hope to have an afterlife.
And self-destruction is to completely cut off this only fate.
Not only does the body die, but more completely, it annihilates a person's soul. It can be described as a cruel death that leaves no hope for oneself.
But Jian Jue still had no intention of stopping.
If the body cannot move, then self-explosion into the sea of consciousness is the extreme of Jian Jue.
Qing Feng looked at the flames in the sky and murmured at the corner of his mouth: "Old friend, I'm here to see you off!" Mixed with sadness and solemnity, Qing Feng's eyes were moist in the air.
burst!
A terrifying and unbearable light exploded.
Thirty-six Tiangang, who was the first to bear the brunt, kept screaming.
"ah……"
…
However, even some members of Tiangang were swallowed up by the flames of extinction before they had time to react.
The flames were comparable to volcanic eruptions, raging, swallowing heat waves, pouring out violent energy, lighting up the entire dark night.
Thousands of miles around are shaking, the ground is shaking.
Because of the interpretation of the Mirror of Creation, Kirigakure Mountain suffered minimal repercussions.
"The Supreme Elder..." Liufeng murmured, with tears in the corners of his eyes. He stared at the sky for a long time, unable to regain his consciousness for a long time.
Liu Feng didn't have much affection for Jian Jue, but at this moment, because he was saving Yang Ning, he was hit by Yin Feng Mie. When he had no choice, he chose to self-destruct and die with the enemy. Such a swordsman and elder deserve Liu Feng Cry.
The terrifying power is still surging, and the world seems to have become a sea of fire, plundering as much as it wants...
Fading away...
Between heaven and earth, it is eerily quiet, and you can hear a pin drop.
It seems to be seeing off Jian Jue.
…
As if the world was extinguished, a swordsman who was like the Pillar of Optimus was forced to have no way out by Yinfeng Valley's vicious and hateful skills, and finally embarked on the road of self-destruction.
"Kill!" The power of grief and anger spread like a terrible torrent in all hearts.
"Revenge for the swordsman Jian Jue!" The master uncle of the ancient sword tower took the lead in raising the heavenly sword. Under the residual rhyme of Jian Jue's self-destruction, the sword path order was unfolded. Facing the right elder, he killed him with all his strength.
"Kill!" The holy monk Jiuzi was also angry. The Buddha wheel turned into a demon-subduing pestle, which was sonorous and powerful and flew through the air. Even facing the demon lord and Elder Zuo, he was fearless.
