Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4874: I want you to die

After withstanding the fierce attacks of nearly twenty Yanxians, Chen Qing's immortal body was almost shattered.

He is already crumbling.

One hundred thousand repairs are already less than ten thousand.

Only a dozen of dozens of Yanxian have fallen.

After opening the portal of the six-day realm, the Dagutian realm that bears the brunt is on the verge of shattering.

The various forces that caused the tremor of the heavens broke out completely.

Combining the power of more than 400 immortals, directly tore the entire Dagutian universe to pieces.

The heavenly air transport, the land plane, at this moment have all turned into dust and scattered.

At this moment, several figures stood outside the hall, all looking up at this scene with solemn expressions.

Through the hazy cloud layer, looking at the continent planes, floating in the void after shattering, it is indescribable.

Cui Jing's expression was a little nervous, "It seems that this time it is really moving. Da Gutian has been crushed. How many immortals have come here?"

"Looking at this situation, I am afraid at least two hundred." Zhao Ting said in a rare voice.

"Many, how many? Two hundred?!" Cui Jing opened his mouth, as if he had heard the most absurd words.

"The Immortal Yan who came here may be far more than two hundred." Chunqiu also said at this time, and then he stretched out his palm to point to the void above his head.

Sure enough, following Chunqiu's hand, streamers of various colors converged in the void, and there were no fewer than three to four hundred streams under the count.

Each streamer represents a fairy.

In just this instant, they completely wiped out the Dagutian domain and attacked the next heavenly domain.

"Good guys, aren't they running here for us?" Cui Jing's expression was a little ugly, "Hundreds of immortals, I'm afraid we..."

As the atmosphere was dignified and silent, Diqing stretched out and walked out of the temple, "What is noisy and clamoring, a good night's sleep is disturbed."

The Chunqiu and others saw Di Qing awakening from the slumber, and felt calm in their hearts inexplicably.

Even though they didn't know the depth of Diqing, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Cui Jing immediately opened his mouth, "A total of three or four hundred immortals, all of whom have entered the six-day realm, I am afraid that it will not be long before they hit us."

Diqing came to the outside of the temple and looked up at the sky.

Sure enough, dozens of streamers have already broken through the barrier and poured into Xiaogutian.

"Good fellow, it seems that those who want to kill Young Master Yan are no less than those who want to kill Young Master Mo." Di Qing slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

Cui Jing asked, "Are we going to escape now?"

"Escape, where to escape?" Diqing glanced at him, and then looked at the immortals who were about to descend from the sky, "Wushuang hasn't returned yet. If we leave now, there will be many problems. Necessary trouble."

"Just stay here, kill as many gods as you come!"

Diqing's golden eyes suddenly sharpened, and layers of red gold ripples surging around him, with a trembling breath.

Then he flew directly to the sky.

"He, I'm afraid it's not crazy..." Cui Jing was dumbfounded.

"He is not crazy, ready to fight." Chun Qiu said, drew a dagger condensed by power from his waist.

Cui Jing gritted his teeth, "Then I will be crazy!"

Above the dim sky, nearly a hundred Yanxian stepped into Xiaogutian at the same time.

Looking at this extremely abundant sky, they didn't hesitate to directly urge the force to destroy it.

At this moment, a lazy and cold voice resounded suddenly from all directions, "A bunch of unopened chops, get out!"

All the Yanxians gathered here, their eyes condensed, and then looked straight ahead.

Die Qing came into the air, but the power released by the whole body was all restrained, like the most inconspicuous repair.

Listening to this insulting sound, the head of the old Mai Yanxian's eyes suddenly condensed, and he screamed, "I want to die!"

At the end of the conversation, a black pagoda that shook the sky and the earth smashed down from his hands.

Di Qing didn't even bother to lift his eyelids. Facing the black tower that was rising by a million feet against the storm, he made a shocking move.

I raised my head, opened my mouth, and spit out.

Just like that, he spit on the black tower and spit on the black tower.

"Boom..."

The saliva exuding golden light easily smashed the black tower, and then shot at the old Mai Yanxian unabated.

"Chilli..."

Along with the shattering of the ten thousand-foot black tower treasure, the old Mai Yanxian slowly lowered his head to look at his immortal body.

From the neck down, all the belly of the fairy body disappeared, and even the fairy source was directly annihilated into nothingness.

"Why, what's the matter?"

Until he finally fell, he couldn't believe that he was spitting to death.

The sky fell into a dead silence, and all the Yanxians gathered took a step back, watching Di Qing vigilantly.

"I said, you can destroy the entire six-day realm wherever you want, but only here, you can't." Diqing looked at them and said lazily, "Smugglers, did I say clearly enough? Don’t repeat it again?"

After a short period of death, a middle-aged Yanxian with a clean face and no need stepped forward, and said, "Who are you, I am waiting here to destroy the six-day realm, including here is no exception. You leave now, we will not embarrass you."

"Isn't it difficult for me?" Diqing raised his brows. "That's how you guys of the younger generation talk to Lao Tzu?"

When Di Qing said this, he directly stretched out his hand and held it in the air. Then the middle-aged Yanxian couldn't speak, his face was purple and black, and even Yanli was directly pinched out.

Then, his head burst open without warning, and his entire fairy body was torn apart.

"Repeat this one last time, now leave this place, this seat will not be held accountable, if you insist on destroying this place, I will kill you!"

Di Qing brushed his sleeves, his face sinking like water.

At this moment, all Yanxians felt a kind of supreme pressure inexplicably.

The pressure made them all hesitate, and for a while, no one dared to step forward.

But as more and more immortals rose into this little solitary sky, the atmosphere began to change from dead silence to restlessness.

Chun Qiu, Cui Jing, Zhao Ting, and Wei Liujia several Yanxians also came, all looking solemnly at the overwhelming Yanxian ahead.

Faced with such a situation, Di Qingyun was calm and calm, as if he didn't pay attention to it at all, but then a secret sound came from his mouth.

"Hey, listen to me, I have not fully recovered yet. I am afraid that it will be difficult to support so many immortals, so if you don’t scare them away, you will have to run as far as you can. ?"

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Chunqiu and others all turned from shock to helplessness, feeling like they were on a broken ship.

Cui Jing's expression turned bitter, "I put such a big aura together with you, is it to scare them away?"