Seeing Shi Chishang's uncertain expression, Jian Wumu laughed several times and marched boldly forward with his feet in the void: "Although I am worried that you can escape safely, to avoid accidents, please let the Holy Son of Yin Yang die in peace! "
As he spoke, the mysterious ghost energy swept up behind him, and one after another ferocious faces emerged from them, layer upon layer, with their mouths wide open, seemingly wailing silently, but there was a surging resentment emerging from them, Impacted from across the air.
Xuanming ghost energy! In addition to the three major artifacts, Jianhai is one of the most popular weapons in the world. It is said that this energy comes from the God of Death in the divine world. It is compatible with the advantages of ghosts and ghosts. It is extremely domineering, strong and soft at the same time.
"Do you really treat me like a soft persimmon?"
Seeing that the other party had a contemptuous attitude and only used Xuanming ghost energy to attack his heart and soul from afar, Shi Chishang almost laughed angrily. This Jian Wumu relied on the unparalleled defense of the Ningtian armor. Without this armor, he would have killed this person like a chicken. .
With a bang, in the depths of Shichishang's true spirit, ten talismans shone brightly, and the mysterious soul light condensed and soared through the true spirit, like a fairy glow reflecting the heavens and the world. The evil spirit of resentment has not yet come close, but it has already collapsed under the brilliant soul light.
"What a skill!" Jian Wumu smiled instead of being angry when he saw this. He stepped on the air and turned into a red figure and rushed forward.
At this time, Xuan Yan's torture rope was used to seal time and space, so he directly punched with his right hand and struck out with a clean straight punch.
Shi Chi Shang's eyes glowed with divine light, and the soul light around his body was brilliant. It was faintly like an emperor's crown hanging in the air, and the endless soul power was submerged. Even with the protection of the Ningtian Armor, Jian Wumu still felt physically and mentally the moment he broke into it. They all sank, as if they were being suppressed by an invisible force.
Shi Chishang's unification of the ten avenues is not simply the evolution of the soul avenue, but the essence of the soul avenue, which in turn elevates the ten avenues to a higher level.
At this moment, as the light of the soul shines on the world, the power of the only avenue has been completely sublimated, and it even slightly interfered with Jian Wumu's soul and body through the defense of the Ningtian Armor.
"kill!"
Staring at the punch coming from the opposite side, Shi Chishang's eyes were filled with murderous intent. The moment when his powerful soul consciousness evolved into supernatural magic and distorted the opponent's consciousness, the death intent burned in his eyes, turning into the light of the Divine Burial and acting directly on him through the air. On Wu Mu.
With a buzzing sound, the red armor on Jian Wumu's body shook, dissipating 90% of the power of the Divine Burial, but only the remaining 10%. It also caused his Qi and blood to flow backwards, and his attributes such as life and death, prosperity and decline were all chaotic and hedging. There was bleeding from the mouth and nose on the spot, and he almost went crazy.
"How is that possible?" This was the first time Jian Wumu encountered a Hades Emperor who could break through the defense of the Ningtian Armor, and his eyes were filled with surprise and uncertainty.
It's just that his movements were also extremely fast. He activated the God of Punishment's special skill "The Demon Searching Punishment Method", and his body immediately glowed with red light, like sword energy, dispelling all the strange forces in the body. Then he charged forward again, with fist shadows all over the sky, and overwhelmingly bombarded Shi Chi. Sorrow.
The Ningtian Armor would wrap around Jian Wumu's body, and his fists would also be covered by the fist armor. Shi Chishang did not dare to confront this earth-level treasure head-on, and could only fly to dodge as before.
boom! boom! boom! One after another, red fist shadows came roaring, and Jian Wumu followed him like a shadow. He chased Shi Chishang and struck with his fists repeatedly. His laughter was also extremely rampant: "Why are you hiding? Aren't you crazy?"
Shi Chishang ignored this and just kept moving to avoid it. Seeing the two of them going back and forth for half a stick of incense, Dai Zhou, Ling Xuantian and others in the distance began to become impatient and jumped into the air one after another. Surrounded from all sides.
Shi Chishang saw people approaching from the corner of his eye, and the murderous intention in his heart became stronger. He couldn't help but remonstrate with Wu Mu. Could it be that he couldn't help but ignore these guys?
Shi Chishang, who was still dodging at first, suddenly made a sideways movement and flew directly in front of a bald man.
I saw him pulling out the simulated Styx sword out of thin air with his five fingers, and then the nine-color weapon evil floated into it. The whole sword was immediately filled with sword intent. The seventh-level sword intent of the God Realm that only the Lord of the Underworld is qualified to touch. This directly caused the big man's pupils to shrink, and his whole body was filled with dark energy. He struggled to swing two war hammers to resist.
Only the shadow of the sword flashed, and silently, the two warhammers in the big man's hands were split into two. The whole man was split in half by this invisible, shapeless, and empty sword, and blood spattered and bones splattered. Scum is flying.
Killing the enemy with one sword, Shi Chishang's figure was erratic, like a hazy shadow. Even if he couldn't use his mind, his speed was still several times faster than everyone else. He left Jian Wumu far away and came to a woman in palace clothes. Kill him.
Seeing Shi Chi Shang beheading several of his subordinates, Jian Wumu became furious, his gray-brown eyes suddenly lit up with two dim lights, and two smaller, slightly illusory chains suddenly appeared from behind Shi Chi Shang, It wrapped around his body and tied him tightly.
These two chains came so unexpectedly that even though Shi Chi's Soul Consciousness shrouded the surroundings at all times, no trace of them could be found.
Shi Chi Shang was entangled with two chains on his front legs, and Jian Wumu on the back legs chased him with murderous intent. The fist shadows in the sky were retracted and merged into a cluster of red shadows, which struck at the top of his head like gold and stone.
Seeing the fist wrapped in Ningtian Armor come down, the last trace of hesitation in Shi Chishang's heart finally dissipated.
Now that he was between life and death, he didn't have to think too much. He raised his hand and pressed it between his eyebrows. As the star lines on both sides of his cheeks spread, the Soul Seal on his forehead quietly glowed. He pulled out a small amount of it with his fingers. Long and short sword embryos.
The sword body is about an inch long, and its overall shape is exactly the same as the Styx Sword. The whole body is clear and crystal clear, as if it is made of colored glaze.
Shi Chishang's eyes were clear, and while summoning two stone towers, one black and one white, above his head, he dispersed the previously simulated Styx sword, and the nine-color weapon evil spirit left behind was also directly immersed in the sword's body.
The Bingsha submerged, and the Yin and Yang Qi fell. At this moment, the sound of Qingyue's sword resounded throughout the world. Shi Chi Shang held the sword with his fingers, mixed with the Bingsha and Yin and Yang Qi, and slashed at Jian Wumu's fist front.
With a bang, Shi Chishang and Jian Wumu all retreated tens of thousands of feet. Even though there were nine black flame torture ropes locking time and space, the space where the two met earlier collapsed on the spot, shocking Jian Wumu from a distance. All the subordinates retreated one after another, not daring to stay for a moment.
In the sky, Shi Chishang, who had just stabilized his body, used his kung fu to calm down the turmoil in his body, and looked at the sword embryo in his hand with surprise. After the collision with the Ningtian Armor just now, the sword, which was still in the embryonic stage, was not broken. Instead, as the internal weapons and yin and yang energy surged, a fierce and unrivaled killing intent gradually emitted.
As mentioned earlier, Shi Chishang failed to learn the art of weapon refining, so he could only turn to blood refining.
This sword embryo was the natal weapon that Shi Chishang entrusted to the giant underground of the Yin Yang Sect to melt the broken mirror with his unparalleled magical power and re-extract the Tao-carrying divine gold as the material, using the blood refining method.
On weekdays, he placed this sword fetus in the true spirit, and nourished it day and night with the ten great avenues and the soul-evolving sword path.
Originally, because the sword embryo had not yet taken shape and had only been warmed for a few months, Shi Chishang was unwilling to use it to collide with the Ningtian Armor. Reluctantly, Wu Mu deceived others too much, and he was bound by chains, so he had no choice but to forcefully use the sword embryo to fight back.
Just in case, in addition to integrating the Nine-Colored Bingsha, he also summoned the sub-body clones of the Yin-Yang Two Towers and blessed them with massive amounts of Yin-Yang energy.
The fledgling sword embryo was actually able to fight against the Ningtian Armor. The result of this confrontation undoubtedly surprised Shi Chishang.
While Shi Chishang was ecstatic, Jian Wumu opposite was also in a state of doubting life.
Since he woke up, except for the Xingjiu hammer which was taken away by Mu Jianzhuo because of bullying, the remaining Ningtian Armor and Xuanyan Xingsuo have completely become the biggest support for his rise. No matter how arrogant and powerful the opponent is, It is no match for the power of these two artifacts.
It could be said that besides the imperial weapons, this was the first time he encountered a weapon that could not be shattered under his Ningtian Armor.
In fact, the reason why Jian Wumu can activate the power of the artifact is only because of his bloodline.
But you have to know that these artifacts were forged by the God of Punishment, Jian Hai is the turned god of Punishment, and Jian Wumu is the descendant of Jian Hai. They seem to be related by blood, but in fact they are separated by two layers. The power he can inspire is no more than It's just its fur.
More critical is the issue of consumption.
As the pinnacle creation of the ghost world, every piece of imperial weapon has the power to destroy heaven and earth. Once it is activated, it will consume unimaginable huge amounts of ghost energy. It is not something that anyone below the Hades Emperor can activate at will.
For example, Shi Chishang's Yin and Yang Two Pagodas and Ji Zhao's Weak Water Ruler are just clones of the imperial weapon, only a small fragment of the main body. But even so, each use still requires huge amounts of dark energy.
Even the imperial weapons are like this, but what about the earth-level treasures that are even better than the imperial weapons?
It is conceivable that without the ability to provide huge amounts of energy, every time Jian Wumu used the artifact, the power he inspired was in vain.
It was true that he was invincible against those who were weak, but when faced with beings whose essence was comparable to them, the two artifacts in his hands were nothing more than earthly armor made of solid materials.
"Come again!" After coming back to his senses, Shi Chishang shouted loudly, holding the sword violently, and the soul-derived sword intent surged up, activating the underworld energy of the world, making every sword light of his appear as if it were a dream or an illusion. Unsure, he slashed at Jian Wumu crazily.
Ding-ding-ding-ding! For a moment, crisp sounds came one after another. Jian Wumu, who needed to hold on to the Xuan Yan torture rope at all times, could only fight the enemy with one hand. With limited mobility, he was staggered and retreated continuously by Shi Chi Shang's series of violent slashes.
Jian Wumu was unwilling to be defeated and fought back with his fists. The red fist shadow shattered time and space, and the mountains and rivers were shattered.
However, such terrifying fist power could not even touch Shi Chi Shang's body.
If it weren't for the two illusory chains still wrapped around Shi Chi Shang's waist, he might have been chopped to the ground by Shi Chi Shang.
Feeling that he was rocking left and right like a small boat in the storm, Jian Wumu became angry with embarrassment and grabbed hold of Shi Chi Shang's waist. The two illusory chains around Shi Chi Shang's waist immediately tightened, pulling Shi Chi Shang's figure. Finally, Jian Wumu seized the opportunity and punched him.
With this punch, Jian Wumu's "Evil Demon Searching and Punishment Method" was brought to its peak, and the mysterious ghost energy lingered around the fist. When the punch was punched, it was like a vast hell punched by his own hands, with countless dead souls wailing and roaring in it. The majestic evil thoughts and cruelty merged together, like thousands of magic knives intertwined into a storm, drowning in front of him.
Seeing that this punch was so fast and domineering, Shi Chishang had no expression on his face, but his heart was burning like fire. With the help of the Avenue of Liberation, the 1.5 million soul kings in the blood-red god ring continuously sent killing thoughts to him. Although the two stone towers above the head are just clones of the sub-body, what is contained in the hanging yin and yang energy is the actual emperor-level Taoism.
At this moment, yin and yang meet, life and death are chaotic, and the murderous intention is unlimited!
"Dutian!"
Shi Chishang slashed down with his sword, and the sky and the earth were darkened. In the time and space trapped by the Xuanyan Torture Rope, except for the principles carried by the two artifacts, the Xuanyan Torture Rope and the Ningtian Armor, all the rules and rhymes were in harmony. All disintegrated, with a bang, the surface of Jian Wumu's armor-covered body suddenly cracked with countless blood marks, and the sword intent directed at the soul and death almost cut his true spirit apart.
