Chapter 4823?

At the same time, the ground was collapsing, and gullies began to crack.

Jian Wushuang and the others who were chasing also stopped and looked forward.

Among the countless immortal tombs, the one in the center in front of him was several times larger than the average immortal tomb, as if several divine peaks were stacked on top of each other, revealing an unpredictable oppression.

The dream tapir was planted in front of this fairy tomb.

At this moment, with the collapse of the ground, the immortal tomb also began to burst into cracks, and it was obviously about to collapse.

"Come on!" Zhao Ting was already extremely nervous.

Looking at this unpredictable scene, Jian Wushuang did not want to be involved, even if he wanted to escape.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to leave." Di Qing said in a deep voice, and then his eyes looked behind him.

I saw that the originally silent immortal tombs were cracked, and immortal bones that had long lost consciousness walked out of the tomb, staggeringly soaring into the void, blocking the way for several of them.

"How is that possible." Jian Wushuang couldn't believe it when he saw this scene.

The masters of these immortal bones have already died many years ago and can no longer die. Whether from the immortal source or the immortal body, they have already dissipated, and they do not have the conditions for recovery.

Even those who guard the Heavenly Court of Emperor Six Crows, the immortal bones of the three Great Evolution Immortals, are also able to continue to guard them because of a certain obsession.

But now, these immortal bones that were silent in the immortal tombs are all revived, surrounded by layers, no less than thousands of people.

"Only kill it." Jian Wushuang said solemnly, and an invisible long sword had been condensed in his hand.

Di Qing was also ready to deal with it, and a pair of golden eyes began to surge.

With a sigh, Zhao Ting also pulled out a slender straight knife from his waist, ready to deal with it.

More and more immortal bones crawled out of the immortal tomb, and they were all unconscious but all gathered.

Jian Wushuang no longer hesitated, a sword slashed horizontally, and the unparalleled sword intent burst into the immortal bone.

The sword intent was pushed flat, and a large area was emptied in an instant.

There is no fairy source at all,

Immortal bones without consciousness can easily cause damage.

"Immeasurable!" Di Qing also drank in a deep voice, and a black black treasure emerged from his back, and then collided with the immortal bones like mountains and seas.

The Northern Sky Territory was trembling, countless immortal tombs were damaged, and the immortal bones fell to the ground like rain.

However, this is all just the beginning.

The largest immortal tomb in the center was finally shattered, and thousands of precious lights burst out from the tomb, stirring the sky.

A figure with a height of several feet, wearing a tattered robe, walked out of the immortal tomb.

There was a whisk stuck behind his back, and in his thin and black palm was a real sword that radiated precious light.

His cheeks are naked, and the broken and gray skin can see the bones inside.

His eyes were shrivelled and equally gray, and lifeless.

There are various indications that this old Taoist who is carrying a whisk and holding a Baoguang True Sword has long since disappeared.

One-way ancestral technique Quanjie Tianmen, emptying over a hundred immortal bones in front of him, Jian Wushuang looked at the figure that came out of the immortal tomb with a dignified expression.

The figure of the old Tao gave him an extremely dangerous aura, and he could naturally detect the death energy surging around the old Tao, but the more so, the more vigilant he had to be.

Once there is an obsession, even if the body turns into a bone, it is quite terrifying, and this old Tao, who has been lost for many years, is definitely several times stronger than the guardian bone in front of the Six Crow Emperor Heavenly Court.

Di Qing's eyes were also solemn, because he also sensed a dangerous aura.

The originally chaotic Beitianyu fell silent for a moment, and everyone turned their eyes to the front.

The old man who was carrying the whisk and holding the Baoguang True Sword took a step forward, and then reached out and took off the whisk behind his back.

The voice of the old age resounded, "I walked out of the Yellow Springs, perturbed the flag and then summoned the old troops to destroy all the enemies in front of me!"

He said, waving the dust in his hand, and the entire Northern Sky Territory became restless and disordered again.

The whisk seems to have a magical sound, swaying towards every immortal tomb.

At this moment, the originally defeated and smashed fairy bones slowly squirmed and re-condensed. At the same time, thousands of fairy tombs were cracked, and one after another fairy bones came out.

There are five thousand immortal bones, and five thousand immortal bones belonged to Yanxian during their lifetimes.

The old Taoist held the Fuchen Baoguang real sword, and his shriveled and gray eyes gradually filled with a ferocious scarlet.

"What Jian Feng pointed out, my old department will be suppressed!"

He pointed forward with a sword, and the incomparably sharp sword pointed at Jian Wushuang and the others.

In an instant, the immortal bones, which were originally unconscious, seemed to have received some kind of induction, and they were all surrounded by floods from all directions.

Jian Wushuang raised his sword and directly used the first form of Xinghehuhai Jianyi, Xing.

Sword Intent slashed straight forward, with an unparalleled general trend and frantically shreds the fairy bones, and at the same time, the Sword Intent Mang Pillar exploded completely, emptying an area almost instantly.

Di Qing is also not weak at all. He belongs to the strength of the Rank Nine Great Evolution Immortal. When he collides with the Immortal Bone, it is almost as easy as destroying the tree and pulling the rotten. His strength has reached the peak.

When the two joined forces, none of the immortal bones could come forward, let alone get close.

When the old Taoist in the distance saw this scene, his scarlet eyes fluctuated a bit, and he waved the whisk again.

With the waving of the whisk, countless broken fairy bones began to condense again, they mixed with each other, and gradually condensed a fairy bone array that stretched for thousands of miles!

The array is mighty and has already taken shape, wrapping Jian Wushuang and others in it.

Countless unmaintained powers, violent and chaotic, rose up from the Immortal Bone Magic Array, like huge white bone palms, constantly pulling them.

There was a crisis in Jian Wushuang's heart, and he didn't want to slash on the magic circle below him.

However, the sword intent, which is in no way unfavorable, is like a mud cow entering the sea, silently.

The more immortal bones swallowed, the stronger the immortal bone formation.

At the same time, Lao Dao, who was holding a whisk and a Baoguang real sword, appeared in front of the magic circle, and then he raised the real sword with power in his hand, and suddenly stabbed into the magic circle.

This sword went straight to Di Qing.

His golden eyes were dignified, and then he shot to resist.

"Buzz!"

A deep voice resounded like a grand bell, and Di Qing took a step back. At the same time, Jian Wushuang also shot. He relayed the power and slashed forward with the invisible real sword in his palm, in order to resolve the terrifying sword!

The two swords were facing each other, and more than half of the sword intent had been cancelled by Di Qing, and then it was cancelled by Jian Wushuang.

There was silence in the fairy bone formation.

The right palm of the retreating Di Qing trembled slightly, and the right palm he resisted was already dripping with divine blood!