Chapter 1656 The Prestige of the Dead Black Territory
The three Xuantian-level monks of the Qianyang Clan took action together, just like three rounds of the sun descending over Thunder City. When the Qianyang Clan soldiers saw the three great monks taking action, they all smiled as if they had survived the disaster. And Ding Wenjia, who had just torn apart a team, Seeing those three rounds of the sun, she looked crazy and couldn't help but recall the scene before the Thunder City was destroyed.
The same three-wheeled sun, the same overwhelming power.
At that time, she was just a weak cultivator who could only watch three rounds of the sun destroy the entire Thunder City, allowing countless demons to pour into the city where she lived.
But now, she feels endless power running through her, and there are also inexplicable battle memories emerging in her mind, helping her to perform one after another strange and magical techniques that she has never seen before without any difficulty.
At that moment, Ding Wenjia had completely changed. She was no longer afraid, no longer hesitant, only full of resentment needed to be vented. Looking at the three-wheeled sun again, she stood up without hesitation, carrying the Black Realm of Death on her back, and carrying countless corpses with her. and the broken corpse, like a black meteor, crashing into the three-wheeled sun without hesitation.
"court death!"
A majestic sound rang out from the three-wheeled sun, followed immediately by endless fires of punishment. Balls of flames exploded around Ding Wenjia like morning stars, and the power of destruction rippled around her unbridled. However, this impulse of destruction was completely blocked by the Dead Black Zone, which seemed to completely separate Ding Wenjia from the surrounding world.
However, the power of the sky fire explosion was resisted by the Dead Black Domain, but the power of the sun contained in the sky fire explosion and the Dead Black Domain could not withstand it. Waves of spiritual energy containing Yang power were transmitted to Ding Wenjia's body, and the Yang power between Due to the interaction, Ding Wenjia's beautiful skin actually deteriorated at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Wrinkles are stacked up in circles, the skin is dull layer by layer, and the feeling of desolation hits Ding Wenjia's body one after another. Ding Wenjia ignores the flying white hair, she doesn't know how to resist the invasion of Yang, she now knows how to attack, attack at all costs.
Following Ding Wenjia's roar, the Dead Black Realm shot out streaks of black light. Seeing this black light, the three Xuantian monks were shocked. They immediately joined forces to create a wall of innocent fire to block any invading enemies. However, this black light was contaminated by the innocent Behind the fire wall, the impenetrable wall of untainted fire was sucked out by black light, creating large holes.
The fire light formed circles of dazzling accretion rings around the black light. When the black light spread all over the three-round sun, everyone saw clearly that the black light turned out to be dense black balls. Countless black balls surrounded the three-round sun like stars arching over the moon. On the bright day, the three Xuantian monks suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
"Death God Collapse! This move cannot be resisted with ordinary magic. Use the Xuantian realm immediately!"
The Xuantian period monk who recognized this move immediately unfolded his Xuantian realm, and the other two people also unfolded it one after another. Then the black sphere surrounding the three-wheeled sun began to extremely distort time and space, and the three-rounded sun rose flat in the sky. At this moment, it was torn and deformed by the violent distortion of time and space, as if three red and orange paint disks were suddenly rotated and stirred, shrinking and converging toward their respective centers.
The black dead balls plunge toward the center of the sun with extremely distorted space-time, and the light of the sun is absorbed in circles, so that the accretion disk around each black dead ball is extremely bright, even exceeding the brightness of the sun.
The three Xuantian monks inside the Great Sun are also being distorted and deformed at this moment. The huge gravity is tearing their bodies and spirits crazily. If their Xuantian realm is not constantly affected by the law of gravity, they would have been black. The dead ball broke through with one attack, and the sun was sucked dry, turning into a huge shining black space in the high-altitude accretion disk.
"We can't stop the law of the black domain crystal! Our Xuantian realm is too shallow, and we don't have the law crystal to help us. If this continues, we will all be destroyed by the collapse of the God of Death!"
"We really can't resist for long! But she can't hold on for long either! She was originally empty, but now she has been infected by the power of our sun, and her life is in danger. Now it's a matter of who can persevere between us and her. She is just a virtual monk, how can she
Fight with us?"
"Don't use all your energy to fight against the God of Death's collapse. You won't be able to buy much time. Concentrate on attacking the woman."
"The Dead Black Realm gives her complete defense. Don't bombard her with ordinary spiritual power, just use the law of Yang Power to infect her!"
The three of them separated themselves, took the black death ball, moved the three-wheeled sun with difficulty, and surrounded Ding Wenjia with the three-wheeled sun. The three-wheeled sun blew out the roaring solar wind, and the solar wind contained the law of Yang force that they understood.
Ding Wenjia, who was blown alternately by three solar winds, was aging more and more obviously, his eyesight gradually blurred, and his control over time and space gradually loosened.
"I want to persist!"
"No matter what! I want your lives too!"
"Pay the price for everything!"
Ding Wenjia screamed angrily, with white hair floating and wrinkles hanging down, like a desperate old woman. Her life was about to come to an end under the influence of Yang force. Although she knew the date of death, she had no regrets. She was originally a person who climbed up from hell.
Why not die again?!
"This woman is crazy! Kill her quickly!"
The three Xuantian monks were frightened by Ding Wenjia's ferocity, and they wanted to quickly kill Ding Wenjia regardless of the loss of their cultivation. But in an instant, three extremely fast rays of light struck the three-wheeled sun from one direction.
Light is so fast that it is unimaginable and unfathomable. Wherever it passes, it creates ripples in space and time.
The three-wheeled sun, which was concentrated by three glimmers of light, immediately burst out with the most dazzling light. The entire Thunder City was flooded by this sudden bright light. However, this bright light was only short-lived, and then the three-rounded sun seemed to burn out.
The candle suddenly shrank inward and squeezed.
Ding Wenjia suddenly felt that the pressure was released. She didn't know what happened, but she couldn't miss the opportunity. She then controlled the God of Death to collapse and squeeze the inside of the three-wheeled sun with all its strength. However, what she didn't know was that there was no need for her to take action. The three-wheeled sun's
At this moment, a small hole had been pierced in the creator's forehead, and the three Xuantian monks had already passed away.
The black dead balls mercilessly devoured the last afterglow of the big sun, and finally countless black dead balls condensed into three huge black balls, taking the place of the volleying sun and dominating the sky above Thunder City.
"it's over……"
After completing all this, Ding Wenjia felt an unprecedented relief. The black realm of death she carried disintegrated inch by inch, and the distorted time and space gradually became smooth. An aging old woman slowly fell from the sky with raw guilt. In her heart, there was no
The pleasure of revenge, but those who passed away still clutched her heart tightly.
brush!
Suddenly, a warm and powerful hand held Ding Wenjia's waist and slowly brought her to a stop in mid-air. It was like the mellow mana of a sweet spring slowly poured into her dry body, helping her to clear away the raging Yang energy in her body.
At this time, against the blue light that shifted in time and space, she saw a handsome man. The man looked at her with a soft smile and said softly: "You did a good job, but we were late."
Then, Ding Wenjia looked over the man's shoulder and saw a large number of troops appearing from the space-time tunnel.