Chapter 5088? Destruction and Resurrection

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From the initial calm and proud to the unspeakable sadness, Young Master Jiu felt a sense of trance about everything that happened.

But nothing can be changed.

Chang Fu turned his head, his eyes were calm.

The long support, who was already very old, was like a supreme immortal mountain at this moment, facing the black robe with an unimaginable general trend.

He seems to have become Changfushan, suppressing all enemies.

With the long support as the center, the sound of great destruction resounded deeply.

He restrained the black robe with his hands, and only the burning divine flame remained in his angry eyes.

"You are by no means Yanxian, nor do you belong here."

Leaving this last sentence, Chang Fu was completely burned, and the foundation of Immortal Origin, which belonged to the rank nine Dayan Immortal, was completely shattered.

The black robe wanted to break free, but could not break free at all.

This is the last thought that belongs to the Rank Nine Dayan Immortal, and it can make the powerhouses of the same realm perish together.

The immortal source of the rank nine Dayan Immortal is too terrifying, even the aftermath is enough to easily kill the Dayan Immortal, not to mention the Heavenly Domain Plane.

But all the celestial planes in the southwest of Da Mitian have long since been destroyed, leaving only an ancient blank.

Even so, the entire vast and boundless sky was still in chaos.

The unimaginable martyrdom devoured everything.

Young Master Jiu, who was hundreds of millions of miles away from the battlefield, felt an irresistible pressure swept over him.

His throat was sweet, and then he flew backwards and retreated again.

However, when Xuanqi was on the brink of destruction, the only small half-seat panel in Sancunshan survived without any damage.

The complete martyrdom of the Nine-Rank Dayan Immortal lasted a very long time.

Eternal silence and nothingness became the main color.

"Cough, cough... is it all over?"

The dark-gold armor shattered,

Young Master Jiu, who was in a rather miserable situation, got up from the brink of destruction, and only bitterness remained in his eyes.

Of the more than sixty quasi-Dayan immortals who followed him, there were only more than fifty left at this moment, and nearly 20 quasi-dayan immortals turned into powder in this martyrdom.

"His Royal Highness, let's retreat, go to the heavenly court and ask the emperor for help." You Zhun Dayanxian advised in a low voice.

"Let's see who dares to retire!" Young Master Jiu shouted coldly, with a gloomy expression on his face, "No one can retire unless this matter is found out!"

"No." All the quasi-Dayan immortals nodded, not daring to say more.

Then, Young Master Jiu and a group of quasi-Dayan Immortals went straight to the center of the martyrdom and swept away.

At the very center of the martyrdom, everything seemed to have entered a state of chaos.

The hovering blood and the broken clothes all showed that a fierce battle broke out here.

"It's gone?"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Young Master Jiu was stunned, "Changfu, did he really disappear?"

The long support has disappeared, and the black robe has completely disappeared.

This supreme battle now seems to be over.

But at this time, the quasi-dayan immortal behind Gongzijiu made a careful discovery that a hair-like mist was slowly moving and converging.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, the situation seems to be a little bad."

It was still the quasi-Dayan Immortal from before, and he felt a palpitating power reviving.

Young Master Jiu frowned, just as he was about to scold him, he found that at the very center of the explosion, layers of black light had gathered!

The black light gathers, and a heart-pounding force of imprisonment comes again!

Young Master Jiu's eyes were wide open, that was an extremely terrifying aura!

Black robe! Black robe!

The black robe, who was destroyed by Changfu at the expense of the foundation of Xianyuan, was revived again.

He appeared again like an undead nightmare.

Dark purple Huamang surging around him, extremely strange.

"withdraw!"

Without any pause, Young Master Jiu retreated frantically, "Quickly retreat!"

But everything is too late, and the re-condensed Yanxian, just one palm, will directly wipe out twenty quasi-day Yanxian!

It all happened so fast that there was no time to react.

The dark purple light beam with the thickness of nearly a thousand fingers protruded from under the black robe, like a dense net covering the sky and covering the earth.

Then, there were nearly thirty quasi-Dayan Immortals who had no time to escape, were imprisoned and bound, and then exhausted their energy and luck!

Young Master Jiu was so terrified that he desperately escaped.

After coming and going, only thirteen of the more than sixty quasi-Dayan Immortals who followed!

And this number is still decreasing.

Because the dark purple light beam swallowed Yanli luck too fast, madly eating away all Yanxian.

Eleven.

ten.

Seven...

three!

Young Master Jiu escaped frantically, but found in despair that the dense net covered the sky.

Once entangled and swallowed, it will be powerless to return to the sky!

"Damn, what the hell is this!" His eyes were splitting, but there was nothing he could do.

When the last quasi-Dayan Immortal was swallowed up, Young Master Jiu was already in critical condition!

A dense network of dark purple light beams, covering the sky and the sun, has already surrounded it.

Although he was a quasi-dayan immortal, Young Master Jiu knew very clearly that everything was powerless.

However, at this moment of life and death, an extremely familiar aura of power generation suddenly appeared.

Young Master Jiu felt a tightness around his waist, and then his entire figure escaped from the sky-covering dense net at an unimaginable speed.

"Jian, Jian Wushuang?!"

In shock, he shouted subconsciously.

Jian Wushuang glanced back at Young Master Jiu, and then dragged him to the only remaining Sancun Mountain Tianyu.

With a "thump", Jian Wushuang directly threw him on the top of the mountain.

The only remaining half of the Celestial Territory plane may be overturned at any time, and the remaining disciples are also full of despair.

The divine craftsmen Xu Tuo and Nan Xuan have both recovered. Under the nourishment of Dipin Danwan, they have recovered 70% to 80%, but they still can't compare with Jian Wushuang.

At this moment, Jian Wushuang has returned to his peak state. If it wasn't for Jiutian Yixuan being somewhat damaged, no one would have thought that he had experienced a great crisis between life and death before.

"That guy is coming towards us." God Craftsman Xu Tuo said in a hoarse voice.

Nan Xuan covered his chest, frowned and said, "It's really a ghost."

Jian Wushuang looked at the black robe who was about to approach, and then said softly, "Senior, take them away, leave it to me here, and I will buy you enough time."

Xu Tuo was startled, then shook his head, "How can I back off?"

"If you don't retire, you will die in vain. I hope you can understand that all the causes are because of me, and I should bear it."

Leaving this last sentence, Jian Wushuang did not stop at all, and jumped to meet the black robe.

"That, what little friend said is right, you all died in vain by staying here, let's go." Nan Xuan advised, and then slowly got up.

"I'll go with my little friend to buy some time for you, so you should leave soon."

The master craftsman Xu Tuo looked sad, looked at Jian Wushuang's back, and finally sighed silently.

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