Chapter 4897? I Am Above Heaven

You must know that the immortal body is transformed from the super-perfect chaotic life physique.

It can be said that as long as Jian Wushuang is not bent on dying, even the emperor cannot completely kill and destroy him!

But at the moment, the immortal body is aging at an irreversible speed under the hands of a little-known Da Yanxian.

Aging is a precursor to extinction!

Jian Wushuang could clearly feel that his life was also fading away at an extremely fast speed.

The feeling of letting others play with life is so weird and terrifying that even he can't keep his indifference any longer.

Not only did the immortal body begin to age, but even the power in the meridians began to dry up.

And these are irreversible.

Jian Wushuang wanted to break this bondage, but he found that the invisible sword in his hand had dimmed and finally shattered.

He wanted to release the immortal style, but was shocked to realize that the power in the meridians was so weak that it couldn't support him to make any moves at all.

He couldn't even hold the Boyang bottle at his waist.

It has only been a few dozen breaths since the death penalty came, and Jian Wushuang has aged to the point of being unimpressive. Although his figure is still upright, he is already on the verge of decay.

He began to gasp for breath as if he had been pulled ashore from drowning.

Seeing this scene, the black-robed Dayan Xian seemed extremely excited, "Junior, feel at ease become the nourishment for this seat."

Chen Qing, who saw this scene from a distance, trembled in his heart, he hurriedly flew over, facing this immortal formation of the dead, he struck with all his strength, and he couldn't even cause serious damage to it at all!

"Brother Jian, you must hold on!" Chen Qing roared in a hurry, then turned around to move the rescuers.

But then, nearly 30 Yanxian quietly surrounded him from all directions, and then the most fierce battle broke out.

A big sun made of black and white is rising, and with the rising of this big sun, one person and one sword, the extremely lonely little emperor appears.

He held a real sword in his hand, and with one sword, he flew the digital Yanxian who surrounded Chen Qing, and at the same time resolutely joined the battle.

Chen Qing, who was covered in blood, said in surprise,

"Your Highness, why are you here?"

"If I don't come, won't you die here?" the little emperor said in a condensed voice.

The more than 30 Yanxians who were originally surrounded by them quickly disappeared under the round of battle between the two of them.

Yanxian who has mastered the immortal style and Yanxian who have not mastered the immortal style are almost two kinds of existence.

And it happens that Yanxian who masters the immortal style is extremely rare, so at this moment, although there are only two people, Xiaodijun and Chen Qing, they almost crushed the past with little effort.

More than 30 Yanxian quickly fled to death.

When the last sword shattered an immortal source of Yanxian, the little emperor rushed to the front of the dead immortal formation without stopping.

When he saw Jian Wushuang in the formation, his brows trembled slightly when he was irreversibly aging.

"Little Emperor, I've tried this immortal formation, and I can't break it at all..." Chen Qing wiped the blood from his face and said nervously, "I'm afraid no one except the one who has been following Brother Jian all the time. It can't be broken."

The little emperor then said, "You go and invite him over immediately, saying that Wushuang is trapped, and I will be here to guard."

"No, Your Highness, you want to follow me, it's too dangerous here!" Chen Qing said in a hurry.

"Go!" he said solemnly, his words were full of irrefutable.

Chen Qing was helpless and had to take orders to leave quickly.

Then the little emperor took out his soft sword and stabbed the Death Heaven Immortal Formation in front of him fiercely.

But the Immortal Formation remained motionless, seemingly unharmed at all.

However, the little emperor didn't seem to realize this scene, just stabbed the fairy array with sword after sword, trying to open a gap.

At the same time, Jian Wushuang has aged to the extreme in the Death Heaven array, and his immortal body is covered with cracks.

The black-robed Dayan immortal grinned strangely, then stepped into the air and landed, slowly coming to Jian Wushuang.

"Junior, this is the price you pay for provoking this seat!"

As he spoke, he slowly stretched out his clearly articulated palms, and separated the black robe on his body from the middle, revealing the contents inside.

Under the black robe, it is not a full fairy body, but a pale skeleton without any flesh and blood.

And around his skeleton, there are countless dead auras, and pieces of shiny stones the size of fingernails.

Immediately, the black-robed Dayanxian reached out and took out a lustrous stone from his bosom, gradually approaching Jian Wushuang.

Originally, Long Zhongjian Wushuang was already old, but at this moment, Chaos's eyes returned to sharpness, like the sharpest and unparalleled real sword.

Just like the god Feng came into the world, his peerless gaze directly forced him to retreat.

"No, how, how is it possible?! Didn't you have this seat sentenced to death?!" The black-robed Dayanxian was shocked beyond measure.

Hua Fa came back to life, all the old states on the immortal body disappeared in an instant, and he turned into the appearance of that handsome young man again.

In the black waterfall-like hair, the incomparable divine patterns surged, setting him off like a god.

He smiled contemptuously, "You are good at calling the Dao of Heaven. Although you can play the Dao of Heaven with applause, you are never worthy of being the Dao of Heaven. What's more, even the Law of the Dao of Heaven can no longer leave any traces on me, it's up to you?"

Jian Wushuang said, and walked forward step by step, while the black-robed Dayan Xian stepped back step by step, and the expression in his eyes changed constantly.

"Do you think you can derive the law of the heavens from your death circle, and you will use it for me again?"

"Stupid! You falsely claim to be the way of heaven and above the way of heaven?"

Time seemed to freeze, and the black-robed Dayan Xian felt that he was suddenly unable to move, as if he was suppressed by another more ancient heaven, so that he could not move.

Then, Jian Wushuang stretched out his palm and held his neck tightly, "I'll let you take a good look at who is above the heavens."

The death-sky formation began to shatter uncontrollably, and the ravines and cracks were filled with the enchantment.

At the same time, a more ancient and profound heavenly law descends!

The death-sky formation that can derive the way of heaven suddenly shattered!

"No, no, I was wrong, let me go, I will no longer dare to claim the way of heaven, and I will no longer dare to speak falsely!" The black-robed Dayan Immortal was suppressed by that special energy and could not move.

A long-lost breath of death made him terrified and shuddered, and he had never felt that the real death was so close to him.

He also believed the fact that the young man Yanxian in front of him had killed the Nine Heavens Immortal Lord Chang Duo Ling.

"Now tell me, who is above the Tao of Heaven?" Jian Wushuang's eyes were cold, and his voice was like a punishment from the Tao of Heaven, full of indescribable majesty.

The black-robed Dayan Xian, who was tightly restrained by his neck, had only panic left in his eyes at this moment, "Sir, it's you, your lord, you are the real heaven above!"

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