Even so, Huang Tian was not ready to give in. At such a critical moment, the three thousand heavenly ways behind him suddenly separated.
"Taohua Three Thousand"
Immediately afterwards, Huang Tian differentiated into three thousand figures at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Among them may be men, women, humans, beasts, demons, ghosts, etc., a total of three thousand figures.
When the shadow of the Sky Burial Coffin closed, only a pitiful wail could be heard, and then the shadow disappeared directly.
But the remaining figures were not damaged at all. They looked at Sun Bing with faces full of laughter and said in unison:
"Now, what can you do to me?"
The sounds were overlapping, coquettish and weird, making people shudder when they heard them. Especially among those figures, there was a woman hiding her face, which was really weird.
After the words fell, the remaining two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine figures began to move slowly, and quietly surrounded Sun Bing.
Figures of people, beasts, demons, ghosts, etc., with cold faces on their faces, all took action in unison.
As the Dao of Heaven, Huang Tian naturally mastered all the magical powers and secret techniques of that era. Over the long years, he absorbed the essence of the entire universe.
He even relied on himself to innovate, so that the Taoist and magical powers he mastered at this moment were far higher than those of the geniuses of that era.
At this moment, the figures around him may be using witchcraft, or using methods of killing, or using the secret method of curse, etc.
All in all, there are two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine figures. Each figure has a different way of heaven, and the magical powers they operate are also completely different.
But all the figures had the same goal, launching the most terrifying attack on Sun Bing.
This kind of power was even more terrifying than Huang Tian's previous attack with all his strength.
Because the three thousand silhouettes he divided meant three thousand strong men who had reached the point of insanity, urging all their strength to launch an attack.
Huang Tian's foundation is much stronger than the way of heaven in this universe.
Therefore, this force is almost impossible to compete with.
Feeling the fluctuations sweeping from all directions, Sun Bing's face was very calm, and he even couldn't help but sigh softly:
"It is indeed the transcendent way of heaven. Such power is indeed formidable. If I had not broken through before, I would have been able to resist it with a narrow escape."
At this point, the voice suddenly stopped, and then Sun Bing slowly shook his head:
"It's just that now, it doesn't mean anything to me."
As the words fell, he stood quietly on the spot, the Nine Dragon Soul Cover shining in the sea of consciousness, and there were even more joyful clouds rising and falling.
The power from all around came in a mighty manner, and all attacks directed at the soul were blocked by the Nine Dragon Soul Shield and Qingyun.
As for the rest of the attacks, they fell directly on Sun Bing.
Waves of crisp clanging sounds continued to sound, and sometimes sparks could be seen flying, but most of the attacks did not leave any scars on the surface of Sun Bing's body.
Even though he occasionally suffered some injuries, the Book of Nirvana was in motion and infinite vitality emerged.
Those injuries were completely healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they were completely healed in just a short time.
When the violent offensive came to an end, it could be seen that there was not even a trace of damage on Sun Bing's body.
Seeing such a scene with my own eyes, overlapping exclamations resounded from all directions:
"This, this, how is this possible? Why is your body so strong?"
At the same time, Sun Bing slowly circulated the energy in his body and said sarcastically:
"Under the same level, few attacks can break my immortal body. If your trump card is only these three thousand figures, then wait for death."
After finishing speaking, the spiritual power in his sea of consciousness immediately burst out, and four flying swords rose into the air.
Zhu Xian
Kill the Immortal
Immortal
trapped in immortality
"Zhuxian Sword Formation"
In the blink of an eye, many obscure Taoist rhymes crisscrossed each other, and a strong murderous intention immediately swept the entire world.
Such a terrifying murderous intention made even Huang Tian feel frightened, and he subconsciously galloped away into the distance.
"Want to run? Unfortunately it's too late!"
Looking at the retreating figure, the corners of Sun Bing's mouth raised slightly, revealing a sarcastic sneer.
Immediately, a bright pearl rose into the sky, and its obscure light spread all around.
But wherever the light passes, all time and space stand still.
In the vast world, only Sun Bing can move freely, and the Zhuxian Sword Formation also took this opportunity to condense and take shape at a speed visible to the naked eye.
At this time, Huang Tian could clearly detect the change of time, but no matter how many thoughts he had in his mind, he could not get rid of this still time.
After all, the Chaos Orb activated by Sun Bing of the Emperor Realm was simply too powerful.
Finally, his face was full of ferocity, and dozens of the remaining 2,999 figures exploded directly.
Earth-shaking sounds continued to sound, and the stagnant time and space also resumed operation.
The remaining two thousand phantoms subconsciously wanted to escape in all directions.
But before they could take any action, they could feel a spine-chilling killing intent coming.
When you raise your head, you can see the huge Zhuxian Sword Formation coming in a mighty manner.
The four supreme Taoist charms of Zhuxian, Slaying the Immortal, Absolute Immortal, and Trapping the Immortal emerged, showing unimaginable killing power.
That sharp edge seems to kill everything. Just the breath makes people's scalp chill.
Especially this strong murderous intention merged with many Taoist rhymes to form a world of killing.
In the entire world, yin and yang are in chaos, and the five elements are upside down, leaving only endless chaos and suffocating killing.
The next moment, a stream of sword energy nipples condensed with murderous intent descended like a shower.
The four supreme secrets of killing are displayed, and each sword energy among them is enough to rival Sun Bing's full blow.
There is simply nothing that can stop such a terrifying force.
In such a dangerous situation, Huang Tian naturally could not sit still and wait for death. The remaining more than 2,900 figures were like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing their magical powers and constantly using their own power to resist the dense sword energy.
It's just that part of the sword energy has just been wiped out, and more sword energy will come the next moment.
After a brief stalemate, a figure was finally cut off by the sharp sword energy.
The power contained in the surrounding mysteries completely wiped out all vitality and charm within it.
Even Huang Tian suffered a lot of trauma from this.
In just a short moment, there were originally more than 2,900 figures, but now a quarter of them have fallen.
In desperation, Huang Tian could only use his power to merge the remaining figures into one body again.
But it can be clearly seen that Huang Tian's face is a little pale after he has become one again, and the aura on his body has become much weaker.