Legend of Swordsman Chapter 2499: Thousands of high heaven gods

(Fifth more!)

"Kill my disciples?" Feng Laoqi smiled.

"Master, don't worry about me, you ..." The big man next to him just spoke, but his words were not finished, but his eyes widened instantly.

A dry and old palm has penetrated his body, and his terrible power has completely crushed his internal organs.

The big man still has an unbelievable face, but his body has fallen.

"Suddenly killed his own disciples?" The sword has no double-sided color.

"This old man is ruthless and fierce, and he has always been lonely. How can he really accept his disciples? I am afraid that this disciple is just a plaything that he randomly collects." Yun Zhen said.

"Well, you still know Yunfu best if you still know Yunzheng." The old wind waved his palm and smiled: "Now there are no people in the way, let the old man look at this. How strong is one of the most god-defying realms. "

At the same time as talking, the wind of this strange old man surging up with the breath that only the gods can only have, directly rises.

This breath is a bit wicked, and it fills the whole world.

Jian Wu's eyes narrowed slightly, purely on the breath, this windy and weird breath is stronger than any one of the three elders of the Great Tragedy, but it is not as good as Yun Zhen, a higher god.

"The top of the elementary deity." Jian Wushuang has understood the strength level of this wind old man.

At this time, the old man's figure moved directly.

As if a cold wind swept across the sky, the terrible speed erupted directly.

It's amazing that after the wind erupted, the speed didn't swipe in the direction where the sword Wushuang was, but instead turned and stormed away.

"Want to run?"

Jian Wushuang's eyes were cold, and his body immediately emerged.

"Haha, my husband is not stupid enough to compete against you both at the same time." This strange and wild laughter also sounded in the world.

"This old thing is still so cunning." Yun Zhen looked cold and cold, and followed the sword with the Wushuang behind him to kill him.

All three are extremely fast, but after a moment of effort, they have already appeared outside the city.

"Jian Wushuang, I have dealt with this windy monster, he is extremely fast, and his life-saving ability is also very strong. The speed of his outbreak now is already very amazing, but he is still pregnant. Life-saving mystery, once the mystery is performed, the speed is enough to raise it one level again. Once he performs the mystery, he can immediately throw me off. "Yun Zhendao.

"But it shouldn't be easy for him to perform such a mystery?" Jian Wushuang asked lowly.

"Well, it's not easy, but if it comes to the last minute, he will definitely show it." Yun Zhendao.

"Then let him have no chance to cast that secret skill." Jian Wushuang's eyes were cold, and he was walking side by side with Yun Zhen. The two phantoms burst out at the same time. The speed of Jian Wushuang suddenly increased. Great cut, directly surpassed Yun Zhen, chasing after the wind.

The distance between him and Feng Laogua is also getting closer.

"Huh?"

"This sword is unparalleled, how fast is it?"

The wind monster noticed the movement behind him, and couldn't help but look.

"That is ... time and space phantom, and it is still two full, no wonder." Feng Fengguai knew, "but if he alone, even if he catch up, there is nothing I can do."

Wind doesn't care too much.

As for his life-saving mystery, he was not in a hurry to perform it.

The distance between Jian Wushuang and the wind monster is getting closer and closer, and Jian Wushuang's eyes are getting colder and colder.

Finally, Jian Wu's eyes flashed.

"It's time!"

Buzz! !! !!

The majestic golden divine power abruptly gathers behind Jian Wu's body.

In the blink of an eye, a huge golden **** god phantom has condensed.

This golden **** of ghost is completely different from the sword Wushuang cast four months ago.

Four months ago, Jian Wushuang performed the mystery of punishing the gods, and the condensed shadow of the gods was only nine hundred feet, but these four months, Jian Wushuang stayed in the city of burning moon, and has been working **** this practice The several major mysteries are trying to improve the power of mystery. Like the golden **** of re-condensation, which is now recondensing, it has already exceeded a thousand feet! !!

Thousands of heaven gods!

Don't look at this is just a small one hundred feet, but you must know that the thousands of gods of the gods represent the second level of punishing the gods!

That's two completely different levels, of course, power is completely different.

Under the amplitude of Tenjin's shadow, Jian Wushuang's breath suddenly rose sharply, and then he shot with his big hand straight ahead.

"The prison of punishment!"

Boom ~

The golden divine power of the sky swept frantically out of the golden shadow of the golden god, and the sky that covered the sky directly impacted in all directions.

The wind monster is not far from Jian Wushuang, and his escape speed is fast, but no matter how fast, it can't compare with the spread speed of these golden divine powers.

In just a moment of effort, the vast golden divine power has passed by him, and then the void in front of him has condensed into a golden barrier.

A huge golden prison has taken shape.

This golden prison completely covers both swordsman and wind boss.

"Jail?"

Feng's strange face finally changed, but followed him with a cold hum, a dark red spear appeared in his hand.

The dark red spear with endless evil spirits, spurred by the windy monster's overbearing divine power, turned into a thunderous thunder, stabbing fiercely towards the golden barrier ahead.

Oh!

A loud noise.

A bucket-like spiral pothole appeared on the golden barrier, but the barrier was not penetrated directly by this spear.

"This jail is so hard?" Feng Fengwei was surprised.

But he didn't know that punishing the gods of heaven is one of the five strongest mysteries of the Seven Star Emperor Xuanzong. The punishment of prison is also extremely powerful and well-known.

Four months ago, Jian Wushuang only condensed the ghost image of the **** of nine hundred feet high, and the prison of punishment he cast was not something that can be broken by ordinary gods. Like the saint's tomb, the three great masters of the Great Sect The elder was trapped in his prison of punishment. Finally, Lei Ling took out the dark thunder bead that he had made at great expense before he blasted the golden prison into a hole.

The Dark Thunderbolt exploded, but it was equivalent to the power of the High God.

Now that the ghost of heaven is thousands of feet high, the prison power of punishment can be improved again. At this time, even if it is a high deity, such as Yunzhen himself, I am afraid that only he can show his strongest one. Recruiting a blood elephant may be able to penetrate this golden prison.

This wind is weird, it's just the top of the elementary deity. It's impossible to defeat this golden prison in one shot.

(End of this chapter)