Chapter 2491 Forcefully Opening the Emperor's Eyes

On the other side of the battlefield, Ying Jiekong felt that the breath of Ghost Eye disappeared, but his expression did not change.

Because Jian Wuyi, Zimei Elder, Demon Emperor and Luo Jiaxian, the four supreme beings of the human race, had already come to kill fiercely.

"Ten thousand swords return to one! One becomes ten thousand swords!"

Instantly, the shadows of thousands of sword cultivators spread over the ten thousand miles of land in the central battlefield. Each sword cultivator was practicing different sword techniques, which were exquisite. Among these shadows, almost any sword technique in the Nebula Continent can be found.

It is all-encompassing and has everything.

Jian Wuyi has traveled all over the Nebula Continent over the years, studying the sword techniques of various sects. He is proficient in almost all sword techniques. He is a living Ten-Complete Sword Canon.

As the Sky Burial Sword was thrust out, the shadows of thousands of sword cultivators also merged into Jian Wuyi's body in an instant.

The one-inch space in front of Ying Jiekong's chest suddenly cracked, and then thousands of sky swords stabbed out one after another, converging into a sword river, which was about to drown Ying Jiekong.

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A blood-colored totem appeared on Ying Jiekong's body, and the body of the true god in the temple was also shining. The powerful God King's battle body completely ignored the impact of the Heavenly Sword, swept across the sky, and swept the endless sword river back directly.

"Ask the God for a strike!" The purple-browed old man went around behind him, and a thunderous palm fell on Ying Jiekong's back.

Ying Jiekong's back suddenly bulged, and a bloody hand came out from his back and hit the purple-browed old man hard.

Bang!

The hand collapsed instantly, but Ying Jiekong did not move, and the purple-browed old man retreated a hundred feet, pulled out the purple thunder stick and attacked again.

At this time, the Demon Emperor's Demonic Battle Body was directly released three times, and the pressure emanating from the flesh was too strong. There were bursts of shattering sounds in the 100,000-mile space, and the layers of space barriers collapsed in the depths of darkness, and bursts of space turbulence rushed to his face.

The Demon Emperor never used magical powers, he only fought with people.

He approached Ying Jiekong with extremely fast movements, and then simply punched him. This punch did not emit any power, but its speed and strength were already shocking.

Ying Jiekong met it with a palm, trying to use the magical power of the five collapses of the residual spirit to defeat the body of the Demon Emperor.

But the faint light falling from the sky was ineffective against the combat body of the Demon Emperor. The body of the Demon Emperor already had a trace of the quality of the emperor's weapon, and it was indestructible.

Bang!

A violent punch hit Ying Jiekong's hand. Ying Jiekong showed a trace of pain on his face. His right hand exploded directly and he staggered back three steps.

Seeing this, the purple-browed old man showed joy.

Because this was the first time that Ying Jiekong had suffered such a serious injury, it seemed that the combined power of the four supreme beings was still stronger than Ying Jiekong, and there was great hope for this battle!

"It's my turn."

The moment the Demon Emperor's fist fell, Luo Jiaxian also took action. He was ten feet away from Ying Jiekong, and there was a difference of three positions on the left and right. Just like that, he punched forward without hesitation.

"What is he doing?" Jian Wuyi was surprised, because Luo Jiaxian's punch was aimed at the void and could only hit the air.

Isn't this a waste of energy?

Ying Jiekong didn't understand Luo Jiaxian's intention.

But in fact, it was not the case. The moment the punch was thrown, Jian Wuyi felt that the space between Luo Jiaxian and Ying Jiekong suddenly moved.

The fist force that should have hit the void actually hit Ying Jiekong's collarbone with a twisted trajectory.

"Hmm..." Ying Jiekong groaned and retreated three feet. He covered his collarbone and his face became very ferocious.

"Good, good!" Ying Jiekong said coldly. Luo Jiaxian's punch did make Ying Jiekong suffer a lot, because this punch hit the God's Eye firmly and almost broke Ying Jiekong's God's Eye.

You must know that the life gate of the Canshen clan is the God's Eye. Once the God's Eye collapses, both their strength and vitality will plummet.

Although Ying Jiekong is the king of the evil Canshen, he is no exception.

"This punch hurt me a lot." Ying Jiekong was murderous, "I will also let you taste what pain is!"

Ying Jiekong's clothes disappeared, revealing his snow-white but strong body. The snow-white body was covered with purple energy stripes, which emanated from the two divine eyes at the collarbone, and then went around to the back, forming an eye socket on the back.

But there was nothing in the eye socket, only a flat piece of white flesh.

"What does he want to do?" For some reason, Jian Wuyi suddenly felt a little frightened, and told him directly that this was not without reason, it must be because of Ying Jiekong!

Luo Yuan, who was fleeing, suddenly stopped, and felt a heart-wrenching pain in his back, as if someone had forcibly stuffed a red-hot iron ball into his back.

This kind of pain was something Luo Yuan had never felt before. He screamed and fainted, falling directly into the dark universe.

At this time, scarlet blood suddenly gushed out of Ying Jiekong's eye socket, and a golden and red but bloody eyeball slowly drilled out.

Golden-red energy streaks radiated from his eyeballs, covering Ying Jiekong's entire body, and each of his divine eyes turned golden-red.

A sacred, vast and terrifying aura swept across the entire battlefield, and all the evil and remnant gods' souls trembled, but were extremely excited.

"This aura is from the ancestors!"

"Is the ancestor resurrected?"

"No, this is the method of the Lord God, look!"

Ying Jiekong raised his head and howled, and the divine eye behind him opened completely. His aura was as violent as thunder and fire, and it kept exploding. Even if he didn't move, the aura had already spread out like a mad demon, chasing and killing human masters everywhere.

"Zimei, what did Ying Jikong do?" Jian Wuyi asked.

The purple-browed old man said: "He forcibly opened the tenth eye of Can Shen, which is the Emperor's Eye! I saw him use this method when the Nine-Eyed God Lord fought against Emperor Tianwu."

"What?" Luo Jiexian was shocked, "Could it be that everyone became emperor in vain? It's impossible."

If he becomes the emperor, everyone here will die. Not only the people here will die, but the entire Nebula Continent will not escape disaster.

The old man with purple eyebrows said solemnly: "He has not yet become an emperor. It is impossible for Can Shen to become an emperor, because when the Emperor defeated the Nine-Eyed God Lord, he planted a certain emperor's law in him. And Can Shen was born from Can Shen. Earth, the remnant god is born with flaws and will never be able to reach the peak of martial arts. However, Ying Jingkong's power is already approaching the emperor. He is now a hundred times more terrifying than before! Everyone, use your strongest means. If you have any reservations, I’m afraid you’ll have to keep them in hell.”

The moods of the Demon Emperor, Jian Wuyi, and Luo Jixian instantly became extremely heavy. They had seen too many strong men, but this was the first time they had seen such a perverted supreme being as Ying Jikong.

However, they were also glad in their hearts. Fortunately, Ying Jiukong was born with a deficiency, otherwise the throne of this era would belong to him.