Chapter 4863? The Source of Darkness

And the strange thing is that on these irregular and weird rocks, there are also unknown weeds growing up to the height of the legs, endless as far as the eye can see.

It was as if this place was once a world, the tip of the iceberg of a buried world.

Although it was extremely dark under this abyss, the little emperors quickly noticed their existence and began to move closer to Jian Wushuang.

"God, where is this place, are those black mountains on the ground hanging in the air?" Chen Qing looked at the scene in front of him and said in shock.

"It seems that this place used to be an earthly world. For some reason, it was buried in the heart of the earth." Xiaodijun said analytically.

Jian Wushuang did not speak. He squatted down and touched a weed with his hand, which instantly turned it into a plume of ash.

Chen Qing added, "It's a little weird, but fortunately there's no threat. As long as we don't release Yanli, we can always leave this place."

At this time, the skinny Zipao, who had never spoken, said, "The way I came here is gone."

Everyone looked up subconsciously, and sure enough, the top of their heads was a strange stone dome, not an upward exit.

The little emperor then looked at Jian Wushuang, "Brother Jian, what do you think?"

"Go forward." Jian Wushuang looked forward and said in a deep voice.

A group of four people walked under this abyss.

The ancient, desolate silence, strange to the extreme.

Jian Wushuang walked in the forefront, his eyes became more and more solemn.

He inexplicably felt the throbbing in his heart, as if something was about to happen.

The strange rocks beneath my feet are undulating and cluttered.

Since he was walking at the forefront, he soon knew why the throbbing in his heart had arisen.

I saw that in front of the misty black air, one side collapsed in the middle of the rock for a hundred miles, and there was a figure kneeling, a very strange figure.

Even Jian Wushuang couldn't see that figure completely.

And caused the first domain of the next three days to become the source of the dead domain,

The endless black energy that covered the sky and the sun was surging from the front.

The little emperor and several others also saw the kneeling figure for the first time, and their expressions were extremely solemn.

In such an underground world that has been sealed from nowhere, I am afraid that no one will despise it when they see this scene.

"That guy, could it be the source of the chaos in the entire first domain." Chen Qing said in a low voice.

The little emperor narrowed his eyes and said, "If it is true, then we can just take this opportunity to seal it down."

"Don't act rashly, I'm afraid that figure will never be as calm as it is now." Jian Wushuang reminded.

How could it possibly be a dead existence that could arouse such a majestic and strange black aura.

The next moment, as if to confirm Jian Wushuang's thoughts, one after another nuanced bone cracking sound resounded under the abyss.

And along with the sound, the figure that was kneeling on the rocky ground suddenly trembled.

Jian Wushuang's eyes narrowed, and he hurriedly asked Xiao Dijun and the others to retreat.

"No, this can survive?!" Chen Qing was a little stunned, watching this scene in disbelief.

With the continuous sound of bone cracks, the figure that had been buried under the abyss for so many endless years actually stood up slowly.

It was a figure covered with ferocious wounds, and the armor made of unknown materials was completely damaged, exposing a body that had long since lost its flesh.

Two black lights shot out from the visor on his head.

In the face of such a dead creature, even Jian Wushuang felt palpitations.

Because he found that when the force in the body faced this dead creature, there was an incredible trembling?

This is just too weird.

Could it be that this silent dead creature, who was also an emperor before his death, was killed by Zhenwuyang and buried here?

However, Jian Wushuang quickly rejected this idea. He had already had close contact with four emperors, and naturally he also vaguely knew the unique luck of emperors.

But at the moment, this creature has no emperor's luck, not even a wisp of the fluctuation of the force.

There was only that terrifying black energy surging around him.

He seemed to wake up from Wang Gu's slumber, and two black lights locked Jian Wushuang and the others immediately.

Then, the dead creature slowly raised an arm, and the broken palm gripped it hard.

Immediately, the void collapsed suddenly, and an indescribable force squeezed in all directions.

Apart from Jian Wushuang, the little emperor, the thin purple robe, and Chen Qing groaned at the same time, as if they had been severely injured, and a ray of divine blood overflowed from the corners of their mouths.

"Damn, it really gives me strength..." Chen Qing's breath was sluggish, but he didn't dare to release Yanli to resist.

Because the black qi's restraint on the power generation has almost reached the point of no solution, as long as there is a slight release of the power generation, it will definitely be hit hard by the original wish.

Prisoners and supervisors who have died are prime examples.

In such a situation, only Jian Wushuang could turn the tide.

The inability to apply Yanli is an unimaginable thing for Yanxian, because even the simplest activation of Xianyuan will consume Yanli.

And Jian Wushuang is relatively much less affected by this.

In addition to the two ancestral arts and the immortal style, which requires a little power, his peerless swordsmanship, the Xinghe Lake Sea Sword Intent, and the second immortal style without self-real shadow do not require power.

So he immediately used the true shadow of selflessness to bless himself to deal with the next situation.

After only one blow hit the little emperor and others, the dead creature took a step and walked towards them.

The extremely thick black gas was continuously absorbed by him, and then repaired the terrifying wound on his body.

Jian Wushuang's heart moved, and he directly slashed forward with a sword.

Xinghe Lake Sea Sword Intent, the first release!

The incomparably dazzling sword intent rose and swept up, illuminating the entire abyss for a moment, and then slashing at the figure of the dead creature.

In the next moment, a scene that everyone did not expect appeared.

The vast sword intent slashed forward, and it was like destroying the dead and cutting the body of the dead creature into two sections...

Everything was too easy, so simple that Jian Wushuang didn't react, and the figure was scattered on the rocks.

"That's it, that's it?" Chen Qing's eyes were a little dull, "Is he vulnerable, or Brother Jian, you are too strong..."

Jian Wushuang shook his head slowly, he could feel that it was not because he was too strong, but because the dead creature was too vulnerable.

He seems to be too old, as if he has spent endless years, making himself extremely weak.