Chapter 7216 Absolute Strength

"Release the power of your body completely, I can help you destroy this man!"

Demon Ancestor Wu Tian noticed that Demon Emperor Zha Tian was still a little reluctant, so he frowned and said.

Or maybe, this is a reminder that if Demon Emperor Zha Tian did not give him absolute control of his body, he would not help Demon Emperor Zha Tian to deal with the powerful opponent in front of him!

"Okay!"

Demon Emperor Zha Tian could only give up his body completely. Until this time, Demon Ancestor Wu Tian had mastered the absolute control of his body, and his whole mind reached the extreme.

Crack!

He stepped out, and the broken ancient star suddenly cracked, and the wish star that enveloped Ji Siqing was also shaky.

Ji Siqing turned around suddenly, full of surprise. When she saw the appearance of Demon Emperor Zha Tian at this time, her soul couldn't help but tremble!

The starry sky cracked, the universe boiled, and a red lightning flashed by, as if the divine light from ancient times illuminated the sky!

At this moment, the black hair of the Demon Emperor Zhatian was scattered, and his pupils turned completely black. The rich weapon condensed in his palm, and gradually a terrifying black war spear emerged.

"Nine Nether Power: Yellow Spring Evil Ghost!"

The Demon Emperor Zhatian muttered in a low voice, releasing unparalleled power. This spear seemed to have become a demon-slaying blade, and he wanted to kill this beast completely.

The spear was like the suppression of the heavens, carrying an irresistible will, crossing the void, unparalleled in ancient and modern times, as if it could cut the world apart.

In terms of the purity of this power, it was even much stronger than the cold black air of the Saint of Jianjia.

The Saint of Jianjia turned around, his expression became extremely serious, he clenched his fists with both hands, and his eyes were full of ghost fire, and he did not avoid the Nine Nether Spear!

Or he did not know who cast this spear.

The spear shuttled through the sky, revealing part of its body, like an immortal ancient bell, shaking the entire universe and sky.

"What?"

The pupils of the Saint Jianjia shrank violently. He never expected that the ice shield he had built would be instantly disintegrated! And it was in a crushing manner.

He only saw a figure slowly walking in the starry sky, surrounded by an extremely deep darkness, rippling like water waves.

At a glance, the black hole was flowing, and people's souls almost fell into it.

"Who are you?"

The Saint Jianjia also noticed the abnormality and asked in a deep voice.

He had never felt such a strong threat. For a moment, he clenched his left hand and summoned the sacred ice power. In the huge void gap, there was a frost storm constantly pouring out.

And his right hand, a faint black gas floated out, condensed to the extreme, and could explode in the next moment, providing vast and endless power.

With a clang, the pitch-black spear was blocked for a moment, and then the huge ice shield was completely shattered. Suddenly, the sky and the earth collapsed, as if countless Yakshas and Shuras were rushing over, making all kinds of weird screams of demons.

For the first time, the Saint of Jianjia felt great pressure. His eyes were red, and he couldn't help but roar.

"Who are you? Don't you know that this is Xuanhai? How dare you go against the Jianjia Sword Sect!"

The Saint of Jianjia had messy hair all over his head, looking like a madman, and endless black air rose from his body, spreading continuously, absolutely terrifying!

He had some prophetic abilities and could feel that the opponent in front of him was definitely not simple!

Even the strongest person he had met in the past could not compare to the momentum exuded by the man in front of him.

The Demon Ancestor Wu Tian was not interested in answering him at all.

As the Demon Ancestor, he was in a high position and had reached the top of the world.

A person of such strength as the Saint of Jianjia could not be dealt with with all his strength.

"Nine Nether Demonic Scriptures!"

The Demon Ancestor Wu Tian stood still, his figure quietly suspended in the air, muttering and chanting in his mouth, and demonic spirits, like ghosts, were everywhere.

The Demon King was reborn in the Nine Nether Yellow Springs.

He was reciting the Taoist and Buddhist scriptures, but in fact it was full of demonic power.

Such demonic scriptures were terrifying! Terrified.

He raised his hand, and the surrounding space flew through automatically without wind. It seemed to be calm, but in fact it was beyond the magic way!

For a strong man like the Demon Ancestor Wu Tian, ​​he could suppress all opponents below the limitless level without using his physical body.

The Demonic Scripture turned into hieroglyphs, entwined and opened, and suddenly poured out, like thunder and lightning, filling the sky.

And this kind of magical power made the Saint of Jianjia look frightened for the first time.

"No! This power does not belong to Xuanhai at all. Who are you? Who are you?"

The Saint of Jianjia roared heartbreakingly, but the Demon Ancestor Wu Tian would not reply to him.

He opened his mouth and vomited, and the Buddhist scriptures in the sky turned into a magic light, as if penetrating from the chaos, splitting the world and destroying everything!

This is a great magical power and a great spirit! It is a power that can really make people tremble and worship from the depths of their souls.

The Saint of Jianjia was shocked and spit out a mouthful of bright red heart blood.

For many years, the Saint of Jianjia has never suffered such serious injuries.

Even if he was attacked by the divine object and sealed underground, it only blocked and weakened his power, but did not destroy his origin.

In front of him, this seemingly weak existence not long ago, now has enough power to shatter his origin, and even seriously injured him and defeated him instantly.

"Who are you? Who are you?!!"

The voice of the Saint Jianjia was almost like a roar. He really couldn't figure out who in the Xuanhai could burst out such a powerful force.

The Demon Ancestor Wu Tian looked indifferent, and the place where he was bloomed with a long and mysterious totem.

When the Saint Jianjia saw those inexplicable auras, his expression suddenly changed! Because he thought of a possibility.

He didn't know much about the many powerful people in the heavens and the worlds, but he had heard of them.

In the entire real world, there is only one person who can possess such a powerful Nine Nether Yellow Spring power!

Demon Ancestor Wu Tian!

It is rumored that Demon Ancestor Wu Tian came from the Nine Nether and carried the power of the Yellow Spring Blue Sea.

"You are... Demon Ancestor!"

The Saint Jianjia was shocked, but he was also very doubtful.

Because Demon Ancestor Wu Tian is the controller of the Old Days Alliance and the absolute overlord of the Dark Forbidden Sea. If it is not a special situation, he will never leave the Forbidden Sea!

This is a kind of authority, but also a kind of restraint, because every move of the peak strongman involves too much!

"Who am I, what does it have to do with you."

The tone of the demon ancestor Wu Tian was extremely cold, and he did not take the Holy Son Jian Jia seriously at all.

The Holy Son Jian Jia gnashed his teeth in anger. As a Holy Son, when had he ever been despised like this?

But he couldn't refute it, because the person in front of him really had the strength to defeat him, or to kill him.