Chapter 4350 Smashing People with a Tripod

The strength of Jian Wushuang's divine power is tens of thousands of times greater than that of Holy Master Lingyan. At this moment, with the blessing of the original universe, the gap between him and Holy Master Lingyan has reached an incredible level!

"Have you had enough?"

Jian Wushuang spit out these five words lightly.

"I......"

Holy Master Lingyan's face was flushed, and he stammered and couldn't say a word.

"Since we've played enough, can we just talk about it?"

Jian Wushuang's expression was calm, and he let go of the five fingers holding the flame golden spear.

In an instant, the Holy Master Lingyan, who was too late to pull back his strength, was unable to react in time, his body swayed, and he almost fell from the air.

The Holy Master Lingyan, who clenched the flaming golden spear again, had an angry smile on his face again.

"Hmph, you robbed me of the heritage of the Holy Land, and now you are so embarrassed to tell me that you want me to talk properly?"

"If you want this sect master to speak well, then take this trick from me first!"

"Secret technique, Qimei is really hot!!!"

Holy Master Lingyan shouted loudly and slammed his hands together fiercely.

In an instant, the flaming golden spear disappeared and turned into a pool of golden flames.

As soon as this golden flame came out, it was like burning the sky, turning the entire sky and earth into a sea of ​​fire!

Jian Wushuang, who was under this sea of ​​fire, was like a small boat in a sea of ​​rage, as if it would be swallowed up by the sea of ​​fire at any time.

"go to hell!"

Holy Master Lingyan grinned and pulled his hands again. In an instant, this pool of golden flames turned into a lifelike golden fire dragon. Every scale was shining brightly, stepping on the flames under his feet.

"go!!!"

Holy Master Lingyan roared and pushed forward fiercely. In an instant, this golden fire dragon roared proudly in the sky and thumped towards Jian Wushuang!

"Stubborn."

Jian Wushuang shook his head. He wanted to use Wu Weeping God to smash the fire dragon, but he seemed to think of something. Instead of taking out Wu Weeping God Sword, he turned his right hand over, and an ancient bronze cauldron appeared in the in his hands.

The bronze ancient cauldron was wrapped and suppressed by Jian Wushuang with divine power. It was originally unparalleled in power, but it has been restored to its original state, like an iron lump in the dark and autumn, and it is inconspicuous at all.

"Just to try your might."

Jian Wushuang squinted his eyes, grabbed the bronze ancient cauldron and threw it forward, and immediately smashed it towards the roaring fire dragon.

However, Jian Wushuang, in order to fear that this cauldron would directly smash the Holy Master Lingyan into ashes and control the power, only used less than 10% of the power of the ancient bronze cauldron.

Bang~~! !

I saw that the bronze ancient cauldron suddenly turned into a parabola, and slammed into the mouth of the fire dragon formed by Qimei True Fire!

Chi Chi Chi! !

There is no obstacle at all, just like smashing tofu with a sledgehammer, this fire dragon with unparalleled power was directly smashed into pieces, disintegrated, and turned into countless pools of flame stars!

This is not the end, after the bronze ancient cauldron smashed the fire dragon, it spun and smashed towards the Holy Master Lingyan again quickly!

"What is this stuff??"

Holy Master Lingyan's face was stunned, only to see a black lump of iron rushing out of countless sparks, constantly expanding in his pupils!

bang~!

In the end, the ancient bronze cauldron drew an extremely poignant arc and hit him straight on the forehead.

"What did I get smashed into?"

This was the last thought that flashed through Holy Master Lingyan's mind.

Immediately, his eyes darkened and he passed out.

call out.

The unconscious Holy Master Lingyan fell to the ground, raising countless dust.

"Holy Lord!!"

"You dare to kill the Holy Master?!!"

Immediately, countless disciples of Lingyan Holy Land and elders of Jiufeng who were watching the battle roared loudly.

However, they were full of hesitation and eagerness to move, but none of them dared to step forward, but they really faced Jian Wushuang.

Jian Wushuang seemed to turn a deaf ear, did not pay attention to them, but looked at the bronze ancient cauldron, could not help but frown frivolously, and a light flashed in his eyes.

This is the first time he has used this bronze ancient cauldron against the enemy. He has tried his best to control the power of the bronze ancient cauldron.

It only used 10% of the power of the ancient bronze cauldron itself.

Unexpectedly, even if this is the case, the body of the Holy Master Lingyan will be nearly collapsed, and the soul will be directly blocked under the severe blow.

This is an invincible ruler!

If he uses the innate energy in the ancient bronze cauldron again, how can he still have the power?

"It seems that the power of this ancient bronze cauldron is far beyond my imagination."

Thinking of this, Jian Wushuang's eyes flickered, and his thoughts flashed.

After a while, Jian Wushuang stretched out his right hand and grabbed it, and the majestic divine power poured out, grabbing the bronze ancient cauldron back and putting it in the Qiankun Ring.

"Don't worry, your Holy Master is fine."

Jian Wushuang lowered his head and glanced at everyone in Lingyan Holy Land lightly,

Seeing Jian Wushuang's gaze, their hearts suddenly shivered.

They could finally see clearly just now, the thing that smashed the Sect Master into a daze in the dark, turned out to be an ancient bronze cauldron!

A tripod stunned?

This is too fierce! !

......

A month has passed.

During this month, Jian Wushuang did not leave the Holy Land of Lingyan, but quietly waited for the awakening of Holy Master Lingyan.

For Jian Wushuang, the Holy Land of Lingyan is just an ordinary force that can be wiped out. However, Jian Wushuang has acted in his life and never likes to owe others. He said before that he will pay resources to make up for the Holy Land of Lingyan, so he naturally It will be said and done.

On the seventh peak of Lingyan, there is a cliff that overlooks the entire Lingyan Holy Land.

Jian Wushuang sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, silently comprehending the avenue.

The Master of Suxin stood respectfully behind Jian Wushuang, like a servant.

Since Jian Wushuang defeated Holy Master Lingyan with a bronze ancient cauldron a month ago, she has been completely convinced by Jian Wushuang.

"Don't abandon Your Excellency, Lord Holy Master has woken up this morning."

Suxin Master said respectfully.

Jian Wushuang turned his back to Suxin Master, nodded after hearing the words, and stood up.

"Okay. Come on, follow me to see him."

"Yes!"

After a while, Jian Wushuang saw Holy Master Lingyan in the Sect Master Hall of Lingyan Holy Land.

The awake Holy Master Lingyan, although the body is still full of cracks, is still weak, but his face has recovered a lot.

It's just that his whole person is like an eggplant beaten by frost, his expression is sluggish, and he sighs in a low voice, as if he has aged several decades.

He looked at Jian Wushuang who walked in from outside the hall step by step, the anger on his face had disappeared, replaced by a touch of helplessness.

"Your Excellency, you have already taken Xiantian Dinghuo, and I am not your opponent. What else do you want to do? My temple is small and can't stand the toss."

Holy Master Lingyan said helplessly.

Jian Wushuang smiled slightly and said, "Sir, don't worry, I'm just here to make amends to you."

"compensate?"

Originally still looking depressed, Lord Lingyan, who was like frost hitting an eggplant, suddenly regained his energy, his waist was straight, and his eyes shone brightly.

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