Chapter 3666 Immortal Sovereign Clone

The black mist rolled to the ground, as if being bounced off.

One of his hands was broken, and he groaned in pain.

His scarlet eyeballs, at this moment, also became the usual color.

It seems that the state of being bewitched has been lifted.

"You...you...what are you..."

After Black Mist regained his sanity, the murderous intent in his eyes was replaced by a sense of fear.

He was terrified and looked at the back not far away.

That seemingly slender back, at this time, in the eyes of Hei Wu, is so mysterious and terrifying.

He was controlled by the King of Soldiers Talisman earlier and used the power of his life.

Under that palm, even if the opponent is the goddess, it is enough to cause the opponent to suffer heavy losses.

But when his palm fell, his palm burst into pain.

When his power fell on the opponent, he felt an even more terrifying power in the opponent.

Just like a mantis arm acting as a chariot, his arm shook, his palms and even his upper and lower limbs were instantly crushed into powder by the strength of the opponent's body.

The bones were completely shattered, and the body was thrown out like a rag.

Where is the power of the Protoss, even if it is more than thirty-three days, that power is probably...

That back is like an insurmountable barrier.

The power on the opponent's body not only forced the black mist back, but also forced the power of the King of Soldiers' Talisman within the black mist to be forcibly dissipated.

When he regained consciousness, he realized what he had just done and what he had experienced.

Hei Wu dragged his severely injured right hand, and before the words in his mouth were finished, he felt his internal organs tumbling, and with a puff, he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.

"how?"

When he saw the tragic situation of the black mist, the smile on Di Jingtian's face quickly disappeared.

Black Mist was defeated.

It was not Ye Lingyue who was seriously injured, but Hei Wu?

The strength of that woman,

When so scary?

Ye Lingyue slowly turned around.

What caught everyone's eyes was not the sallow sick face, but a woman's face wearing a green mask.

The woman's figure is the same as before, still slender and exquisite, but the momentum on her body is completely different.

She took one step, seemingly slow but firm.

The black fog didn't dare to move, and there was a terrifying pressure on the opponent.

That kind of coercion made him feel as if the Immortal Emperor came in person.

Even the Dark Sovereign of the Dark Lord can only be so oppressive.

When this thought occupied his mind, a sense of panic came like a wave.

Hei Wu didn't dare to move, he even closed his eyes in fright, his whole body trembling like a bucket sieve.

He only knew that if he was moving, the only thing waiting for him was to be obliterated.

Obliteration, not only the body, but also the soul cannot be preserved.

"Black mist, what are you waiting for, kill her! Kill her!"

Di Jingtian also noticed that Ye Lingyue's woman suddenly changed her attire. She wore a messy mask on her face, and the whole person seemed to have changed.

But so what.

How powerful is the black fog, this woman cannot be stronger than the black fog from Thirty-Three Days.

But the black fog, under the woman's gaze, remained motionless as if someone had cast a body-fixing spell.

"You, come on! Quickly kill that woman, Elder Black, and use the coffin to deal with that woman!"

Di Jingtian had no idea that the black fog had already lost control.

Looking at Elder Hei again, seeing Ye Lingyue's appearance, Di Xin was relieved.

That mask, others do not know what is going on, but Di Xin is clear about it.

Bingzhan glazed mask, that is the fairy treasure that Ye Lingyue got from the bronze ancient coffin of the Chaos Dzi.

It is also one of the treasures that helped Ye Lingyue ascend to the Goddess Emperor.

After Ye Lingyue got it at the beginning, her second primordial spirit merged with the mask, which is also a great weapon for Ye Lingyue.

In the chaos just now, Ye Lingyue must have also sensed the terrifying power of Hei Wu.

With Ye Lingyue's current physical strength, she was unable to withstand the full blow of the black mist.

But for the second primordial spirit wearing a glass mask, it was different.

With the mask on, Ye Lingyue's second primordial spirit suddenly crossed the scope of the Void Realm of the God Realm and reached the cultivation level of the Thirty-Three Days of Immortal Transformation.

Under the blow of the black mist, it was the female Immortal Sovereign's body that had nearly three or four percent of her immortal power.

It's just the twists and turns in this, the insiders present are only Di Xin and Ye Lingyue.

Di Xin also knew that Ye Lingyue released the second primordial spirit, and in the state of the second primordial spirit, she was enough to compete with Di Jingtian and the leader of darkness.

In contrast, Elder Hei and Di Yunshang in the coffin were the ones that made Di Xin really worry.

Di Yunshang was in the coffin earlier, and was sucked by Di Xin's blood. She was furious. She tried her best to rush out of the coffin.

But the dark pattern on the coffin is not an ordinary thing. They felt the resistance of the sacrifices in the coffin and tried their best to suppress Di Yunshang.

The kid Xi Jiuye did not come forward to rescue him. He stood by, not knowing what conspiracy was in his heart.

Di Xin has to beware of several forces, and the pressure is not small.

The black elder is still under the control of the King of War, and he is good at spiritual attacks and talisman fights. Waves of attacks, like a tide, continue to flock to Di Xin.

"Jianhai Chaosheng!"

Di Xin responded with a move called Jian Hai Chaosheng.

The sword intent was like rolling waves, smashing a large number of talismans approaching him into pieces.

The black elder was also forced back a few steps.

Di Xin didn't want to fight again, and he quickly wiped his hand on his waist.

However, he saw that there was a strange knife with a special shape in his hand.

The knife was as long as half an arm, and the blade was very thin. It looked like a cicada's wings.

It was the demon sword Zhantian that Di Xin won from Shanyin Realm earlier at the Emperor's Enthronement Ceremony.

This demon saber, with awe-inspiring aura, Di Xin's demon saber in one hand, and the sword intent soaring into the sky, flew up.

Only the sound of the sword could be heard, and the sword and sword energy were intertwined, and they fell on the coffin.

"Keng"

In an instant, the fire burst out, and the coffin, which was incomparably sturdy and seemed to be indestructible, was under the action of the Zhantian Demon Sword, and a knife mark with an inch deep appeared on the body of the coffin.

The densely interwoven underworld patterns on it were also cut off for this reason.

At the moment when the coffin was cut, Elder Hei's body trembled, as if he was also affected by the terrifying knife.

"What the hell is this?"

Di Jingtian was also shocked by this domineering Lingyun knife.

He thought that with the cover of the King of War, he was enough to take down Di Xin and Ye Lingyue.

Unexpectedly, Ye Lingyue and Di Xin, one by one, broke Di Jingtian's expectations.

First, Ye Lingyue's strange mask allowed her to block the blow of the black mist.

Then there is Di Xin's stunning knife, and if this continues, he is afraid that he will be defeated here today...