Chapter 4666? I Am the Dao, Who Can Kill

Jian Wushuang directly waved his hand in the air when the dojo, which was transformed from supreme resentment, swept in.

The invisible and intangible Dao rules are centered on him and shelter everyone.

Looking into it, I only feel that the world is plunged into extreme darkness, the mud tire belongs to the top of the universe, and the breath of the ancestors can actually resist Jian Wushuang in the chamber.

Located in the very center of the evil dojo, the mud tire gave a gloomy smile, and with a wave of his palm, the void split into the abyss, and at the same time, countless terrifying and weird souls struggled from within, crying out in pain and hysteria.

At the moment when the shocking magic voice shouted, Jackdaw and Young Xiu lost their way, blood poured out of their mouths and noses, and they were almost dead.

The scepter in Lao Zun's hand lightly slammed, and the black water barrier wrapped the two of them, and then pushed them away from the fighting range.

The countless souls are all monks who have been madly trapped and devoured by mud tires in these millions of years. Their irresistible resentment, and their terrifying power, even Jian Wushuang has to firmly guard their hearts, so as not to be eroded by the magic sound.

Tailuo Shenjian started, but then he was surprised.

The ruthlessness and ferocity of the Tai Luo Excalibur sword was actually drawn out, and it could attack the master at any time.

Jian Wushuang frowned slightly, put the Tailuo Divine Sword in its sheath again, and then called out the invisible sword.

The invisible sword was formed by the purest sword intent after he mastered the unparalleled kendo and the sword intent of the Xinghe Lake and the Sea.

It is the Tailuo Divine Sword, one of the ancestors of Lianji Dao, no matter whether it is fit or pure, it can no longer be compared with it.

In a way, the invisible sword is also an ancestral soldier, an ancestral soldier belonging only to Jian Wushuang.

Starting with the invisible sword, Jian Wushuang did not stop at all, and directly released the first style of Xinghe Lake Hai Jianyi.

"star."

The majestic view, the rules of the avenue are all condensed in this sword, and it turns into a sword that rushes forward.

At the same time, a shocking and earth-shattering unparalleled treasure appeared behind Jian Wushuang, and he also swung the heaviest sword.

The evil dojo collapsed in an instant, and the countless souls rushing out from the cracks in the sky just came and let out a scream, and they all died in the vast sword intent.

Hundreds of thousands of awning pillars rose up, completely crushing the layout of the Qiting mud tire.

Under this confrontation, even the big sun hanging above the star field has a faint tendency to fall.

Qi Ting mud tire's deep and evil eyes condensed, and a large compass array with ciphertext surging quietly appeared, besieging Jian Wushuang and Lao Zun at the same time.

"Turn it into my nourishment, I promise to take you to find the realm of mischief." He opened his arms and looked at Jian Wushuang intoxicated.

Jian Wushuang didn't speak, he felt that the compass array under his feet was constantly weakening his divine power.

Immediately after the next moment, countless resentful ghosts suddenly surged out of the compass array, madly pulling them towards them.

With a cold snort, Jian Wushuang was about to shoot, but Lao Zun was one step ahead of him, and the black water scepter suddenly dropped in his hand.

The unique power that surpasses the level of divine power spreads like ripples, and the ghost hand of resentment that just arises immediately disappears.

Even with that strange compass array, countless cracks have sprung up.

At the same time, Jian Wushuang stepped out with a steady momentum, raised the invisible sword in his hand, and threw it straight at the Qi Ting mud tire.

Xuan He's brilliant divine power pierced through the ancient darkness and hit his heart with one blow.

There was an extremely bright light flashing up, and the Qi Ting mud tire, which was almost cut into two pieces by the invisible sword, stood blankly on the spot, as if it had not yet reacted.

The next moment, the void twisted quickly, the mud tire smiled strangely, and the almost severed body recovered instantly.

Not even the slightest trace of trauma was left.

Jian Wushuang's heart sank. In a million years, he has grown to such an extent?

With his arms still wide open, Qi Ting Muti gave a gloomy smile, "I am the Dao, who can kill it?"

Just as his voice fell, a scepter like a giant pillar smashed directly at him.

With a "bang", the left half of the Qi Ting mud tire shattered directly.

An unstoppable mad surge of power belonging to the ancestors, he screamed and covered the torn wound with force.

Jian Wushuang sneered, "You still dare to pretend to be the Dao? Aren't you afraid of the world's newspapers?"

Barely stopping the energy released in the body, the Qi Ting mud tire has weakened to another level.

Looking at the two of them resentfully, the Qi Ting mud tire turned around and turned into thousands of dim lights scattered in the void.

"Want to go?" Jian Wushuang sneered, reaching out in the void for a while, the rules of the avenue collapsed and collapsed.

And the mud tires that were scattered into dim light were directly caught by the rules of the avenues and could not move at all.

"No, you can't kill me!" Perhaps it was a premonition that he was facing the horror of life and death, and Qi Ting mud tire was extremely frightened.

"I am the incarnation of the rules of the Great Dao, none of you can kill me!" He continued to shout.

After using the supreme supernatural power to compress it into the size of a grain of dust, Jian Wushuang looked at the mud tire struggling between his fingers and prepared to kill.

But what surprised him was that although the shape of the mud tire was easily annihilated, it re-condensed after a while, which was extremely strange.

"He is beyond the rules of this universe, you can't kill him." The old man said calmly.

Jian Wushuang understood after thinking about it carefully, no longer obsessed with killing the mud tire, and then extracted his origin to seal it up.

After doing all this, he let out a sigh of relief. The disappearance of the Qi Ting mud tire had become a problem for him for millions of years. After being suppressed now, everything is finally back on track.

"It's finally settled down now." Jian Wushuang sighed slightly.

"What's the next step?" the old man asked.

Jian Wushuang replied, "Return to Yunxiao Palace, and after finishing some things, lead the army into the void universe and kill it completely."

The old man nodded and said nothing.

Using the power of the Great Dao, Jian Wushuang waved his hand to restore the Genyang Starfield that was destroyed by the battle.

The spring grass is revived, the sheltered water is surging again, and all living beings are also nurtured in the meantime.

However, the countless monks who were trapped and killed by the Qi Ting mud tire could not be resurrected. With the resurrection of all things, the countless corpses gradually turned into a handful of flying sand.

Feeling a tingling pain from his body, the young monk who was unconscious on the coffin board woke up from the coma.

"What's the matter, I remember that this place has been destroyed?"

Looking at the grassy land, the young cultivator murmured, but soon his eyes shifted to himself, and he couldn't help but let out an exclamation. .

I saw countless white light emanating from his entire body.

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