When the dazzling golden sè flashed through, Ni Henian was still thinking.
The thick black smoke formed by the skull and the golden thunder are like two different worlds.
He is like a silkworm cocoon that is really being sucked out, and the slightest trace of vitality in his body is like being pulled out of him by countless invisible black sè little hands, and then it becomes the power of these countless black sè little hands.
The black skull was shaking, and it was smirking.
Ni Henian was thinking.
In his perception, the countless wisps of black smoke outside his body were countless runes, and he was firmly locked in this world.
The source of these runes is in the hands of the Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain.
This made him look like a fish in a cage in the net that the Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain was carrying.
The fish can't outdo the fisherman, so he's already in a position to lose.
However, for some reason, he always felt that something was wrong, and he always felt that as long as he found out what the problem was, he would definitely be able to defeat this Great Elder of Purgatory Mountain.
This kind of intuition, for a practitioner of his level, often means that it is the truth.
He pondered quietly, and just as the golden light spread into his vision, and a dazzling light appeared in his eyes, which he could no longer see clearly, a light also appeared in his mind.
He figured out what the problem was.
So he raised his head, he was still the most invincible cultivator in Zhongzhou City.
He didn't do anything, slowly withdrew his outstretched hand, and just quietly let the black smoke outside his body pull away from his vitality.
It's like waiting to die.
However, the Elder of Purgatory Mountain let out a low roar, and the black smoke and black flames on his body erupted wildly, like a volcanic eruption.
Originally, he just stayed in the local area and waited for Ni Henian, roaring, waving the scepter in his hand, and rushed towards Ni Henian.
The black smoke and flames that were expanding outside of him made him look like a giant that was constantly getting bigger.
However, he didn't have legs, and it was ridiculous to run with a scepter and roar.
The watery golden sè thunder light expands outward and slowly fades.
Leng Zhennan was the first to fall out of the converging thunder light.
There were no scars on his body, but his hands kept shaking.
For a powerful Saint Master rank archer, not even being able to hold the bow and arrow in his hand means that he is no longer able to fight at all.
So he kept retreating in a stumbling position, knocked down several carriages, and kept retreating to Zhongzhou City outside the palace.
The thunder light still kept constricting, and then revealed Wen Xuanshu's figure.
To the despair of some of the Thunder Academy cultivators in the distance, whose bodies were already shaking, Wen Xuanshu stood steadily among the wreckage of the shattered carriage.
The faint blood flowing from his ears seemed to have two runes drawn on his cheeks, and the True Dragon Treasure Clothes on his body shone with dazzling brilliance in the sun, as if there were countless small dragons roaming over his body, making this previous Yun Qin First Powerful Minister appear even more cold and powerful.
The light and thin flying sword of the Shadow Saint Master was still entangled with the soft flying sword, like a pair of infatuated men and women, grinding violently, grinding out sparks.
At this moment, the eyes of the Shadow Saint Master, who was hiding in the Y shadow above a certain beam in the Jinluan Palace, were all filled with a terrifying light.
Wen Xuanshu stretched out his hand steadily.
The small purple sand metal hand he held in his left hand struck the Shadow Saint Master's thin flying sword with unmistakable accuracy.
The thin flying sword cracked with a single blow, turning into dozens of streamers that flew into Yun Qin Qiuri.
"Poof" A mouthful of blood erupted from the mouth of the Shadow Master, staining the jagged ornaments on the girder red.
The white-shirted scribe stood well in the autumn light.
Wen Xuanshu also stood coldly and mightily in the autumn light.
Heaven and earth seemed to be quiet, only the roaring Elder of Purgatory Mountain had no feet, but he was still running towards Ni Henian.
"I've been wondering what the hell is going on, but I've finally figured it out."
Ni Henian still didn't do anything, just said lightly, as if he was teaching a junior: "If you have the strength to kill me, then if the Purgatory Mountain Sect wants to kill Li Ku, you don't need to hear the moon at all." ” "However, your apparent strength seems so powerful, so strong that even I can't compete with it."
"There's only one possibility, and that's that you're too old, too old to last, and you look like a mighty giant, but you're really just a rotten bone."
The Elder of Purgatory Mountain was still roaring.
The black smoke and flames on his body were still expanding, so thick that people couldn't see him inside, only feeling that there was an incomparably huge demon god constantly expanding.
However, hearing that Ni Henian was already a rotten corpse, his originally proud and majestic face showed a frightened expression, just like the look on his face when he was teaching Purgatory Mountain in the Black Jade Hall.
He knew that Ni Henian was very strong, but he didn't expect that Ni Henian would be so strong.
He roared, ran in front of Ni Henian, and waved the scepter in his hand, just like a barbarian who didn't know how to practice fighting, holding a bone and smashing it on the other's head, and smashed it towards Ni Henian.
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With an unremarkable smash, the black sè flame behind him was a loud bang, and all of them were sucked in front of him, forming a black sè pillar of fire.
The scepter of the black sè carried a huge pillar of fire and crashed into Ni Henian.
The Elder of Purgatory Mountain still had extravagant hopes.
Ni Henian suddenly had a trace of indescribable pride.
At this moment, the palace gate of the palace is collapsing, from the open palace gate, he can see the farther part of Zhongzhou City, looking at this majestic city bathed in the autumn light, he just thought, no matter what he did was right or wrong, but it was his own way that allowed him to come to such a step, so that he could be qualified to guard this city.
With their own presence, these people who did not dare to enter this city decades ago are still unable to show off their might in this city.
With such pride, he stretched out his hands and embraced a valley.
Just like the Bright Moon Hammer in Bell City, a majestic force was generated between his arms.
It's just that this power didn't turn into that violent bright moon, it just turned into a soft air mass.
It was like a leather ball, standing between him and the Elder of Purgatory Mountain.
The black scepter carrying the huge pillar of fire fell, only to throw him high backwards and pop out.
"Ni Henian, do you really think that in this city, you are the strongest" The Elder of Purgatory Mountain let out a sharp roar, his words were confident, but even he felt that his voice was not confident.
He suddenly wanted to escape.
However, I felt that there was nowhere to escape.
Then he thought that if he was really cowardly and escaped like a coward in such an enemy, then his fate in the future would be a hundred times worse than death.
So his body stiffened slightly.
Ni Henian's body fell to the ground.
Then he sensed that the strength in the Purgatory Mountain Elder had begun to decline, so his toes flicked, like a real crane, and flew up, instantly floating back in front of the Purgatory Mountain Elder.
The Elder of Purgatory Mountain roared in fear.
He swung his scepter again and smashed it at Ni Henian.
Ni Henian's two white jade-like fingers landed on his scepter.
Fingertips are slightly focused.
Two faint bursts of vitality, along the runes of the scepter, rushed into the body of the Purgatory Mountain Elder.
The Elder of Purgatory Mountain howled in horror, and the blood veins in his hands began to crack and fester.
Everyone can already see that he and Ni Henian have won or lost, but his heart is still full of unwillingness.
Blood poured out of his arm.
The strange silver-white blood coagulated on his arm, and even spread rapidly to his body.
His whole being seemed to be turning into silver-white metal.
"Click".
His scepter fell from his hand, and his clenched silver-white fist smashed off two of Ni Henian's fingers.
A dull force rushed into Ni Henian's body along Ni Henian's arm.
Ni Henian's face suddenly sharpened.
With a low shout, he took another step forward, and his left hand slammed into the Purgatory Mountain Elder's chest again.
The Purgatory Mountain Elder's chest was suddenly pierced by his fingers.
Mercury-heavy blood gushed out, as if to freeze Ni Henian's hand.
However, before the silver-white blood had time to coagulate, Ni Henian's two sword-like fingers had penetrated deep again, piercing his violently contracted heart.
After piercing the heart of this Purgatory Mountain Elder, the powerful force slammed into his back, and a stream of silver-white blood like a sword, with many fragments of internal organs and bones, spewed out from the back of the Purgatory Mountain Elder like a fountain.
Ni Henian squinted his eyes and withdrew his hand.
Elder Purgatory Mountain's mouth also gushed with silver-white blood.
The blood flowed more and more, but the skin and flesh on his body kept falling away like weather.
Puffs of black smoke and flames began to rush out of his body along with blood.
Soon, all the flesh and blood on this Purgatory Mountain Elder disappeared and turned into ashes.
This Purgatory Mountain Elder really turned into a pair of dry bones, snapped, and scattered to the ground.
All the Yun Qin people who saw this scene felt very trembling.
The Holy Master of Zhongzhou City, in the face of the mysterious existence that came out of the unknowable land, won the battle in one battle.
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It's just that everyone saw that Ni Henian had already started coughing lightly and coughing up blood.
Even an ordinary cultivator could already see that it was impossible for him to defeat Wen Xuanshu and the white-shirted scribe beside Wen Xuanshu.
"Ni Da is enshrined, it's okay."
Wen Xuanshu bowed slightly to him, and said seriously: "The great worship is dedicated to the Tao, and there is no need to die with the faint monarch." ” Most of the soul power in Ni Henian's body had already flowed out of his body, and after so many battles, his body was exhausted to the extreme.
However, at this moment, he just shook his head, glanced at True Dragon Mountain, and said softly in a peculiar tone: "It's almost." ”: