The figure that was originally sitting quietly on the throne, submerged by countless gray mist, is standing up little by little at this moment, as if it were a giant that was originally sitting in the sea water, and is slowly rising from the sea level at this moment.
, revealing an indescribably terrifying aura!
The extremely powerful and powerful sense of oppression is as astonishing as a mountain emerging from under the sea, and it is still rising!
That astonishing aura rolled like a tide, causing Wang Jin's big halberd that was about to fall slowly to freeze for a moment and float above the figure's head, unable to fall any further!
This huge aura was like a vast ocean, endless, making Wang Jin tremble from the bottom of his heart, as if an ant encountered a giant beast. It was a huge sense of oppression that seemed to be above the level of life.
If this figure were in its prime, I am afraid that he would not only be in the early stage of breaking the delusion realm, but a terrifying and powerful man that is simply unimaginable!
"We can't go on like this. If we really allow this guy to fully recover, I will definitely not be his opponent!"
In an instant, clarity returned to his heart, and reason drove away the fear in Wang Jin's heart.
The terrifying aura in front of him, which was as vast and boundless as the ocean, made Wang Jin realize very clearly that if he was given the chance to completely revive the Master of the Ten Thousand Hearts Hall, he would definitely be in trouble right now, or even in a short time in the future.
, an existence that I can never provoke!
Kill the enemy as early as possible!
"Open it for me!"
Veins stretched out at the corners of Wang Jin's eyes, his true energy penetrated his whole body, and the Divine Fire Art suddenly enveloped his whole body. He seemed to turn into a flame war god in an instant, as if he had overcome the sudden fear in his heart, and the big halberd in his hand seemed to be
Boundless power was poured into it in an instant, and the black flames steamed, splitting open the seemingly endless ocean of gray mist, and slashed down hard.
Clang!
A deafening sound suddenly sounded, and the black figure in Taoist robes raised his hand to block the blow again. There were countless silk threads wrapped around his palm, as if there was some kind of activity, turning the countless black flames on the big halberd.
Entangling and absorbing, like some kind of beast devouring food.
This is exactly the same scene as the last time Wang Jin took action against the master of Wanxin Palace. The master of Wanxin Palace seemed to be absorbing the true energy and spirituality, and wanted to turn the big halberd in Wang Jin's hand into scrap metal.
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"I'll let you suck it all!"
Wang Jin roared loudly, and the Wan Lin Mu Yin Qi in his body surged out crazily at this moment as if he didn't need money.
His greatest advantage is his boundless sea!
With the help of this boundless sea, his body can completely accommodate several completely different kinds of Qi, and each kind of Qi is extremely powerful!
A large amount of Wanlin Muyin Qi poured out crazily and was absorbed by the silk thread in the black shadow's palm. While the black shadow absorbed the Wanlin Muyin Qi in Wang Jin's body, Wang Jin kept roaring, and the big gun in his hand continued to roar.
At this moment, the halberd finally lost all restraints and fell down suddenly!
Boom!
The big halberd fell, and although there was a muffled sound that echoed, it did not really hit the ground.
At such a close distance, the figure in Taoist robes in front of him rippled like a wave of water. The halberd in Wang Jin's hand fell, but it seemed that it had just hit a bubble like a mirror, a flower in the water, and it was not affected at all.
The divine fire rises, but there is no physical object to burn it.
This is the embodiment of Taoism. The master of Wanxin Palace in front of him twisted the avenue, making Wang Jin's blow seem to fall in another space, passing directly through his body without causing any harm.
harm!
When Wang Jin was shocked, the master of the Wanxin Palace in front of him suddenly raised his hand and grabbed it. The void suddenly collapsed toward the center, as if a black hole was formed. A powerful force pushed Wang Jin, as if to push Wang Jin away.
He was pulled into the black hole and tore Wang Jin's body into pieces.
Sonorous!
It was as if the sound of gold and iron was clashing, and the sound of metal trembling resounded in the void. Chains burst out from Wang Jin's body. During the surge of true energy, the chains seemed like crazy snakes.
Generally, they poured into the black hole crazily and blocked the constantly collapsing black hole.
As the flames steamed, Wang Jin jumped out and the divine fire spread wildly, and the black flames danced wildly, as if it had turned into a sea of flames, trying to submerge the heaven and earth.
The Divine Fire Art was activated by Wang Jin with all his strength at this moment. As the flames flew, its power had reached an unprecedented peak.
However, the figure in Taoist robes in front of him formed his hands into balls, and then slowly pushed them out, as if he was trying to push out some invisible object. Although there was nothing in his hands, the moment he pushed them out, the world seemed to turn upside down in an instant, and the void
Collapsed at this moment, the boundless gray mist was like sea water pouring in, surging, colliding with the sea of flames, the sea of gray mist actually felt so inclusive and vast, swallowing up the sea of flames without exception!
Wow!
The sea of gray mist rolled back, and countless threads penetrated the heavy mist, suddenly changing into a huge ghost face, opening its empty mouth, and sucked in suddenly towards Wang Jin.
In just an instant, Wang Jin couldn't help but throw himself into the big mouth. His body seemed to be restrained for an instant, and he could no longer move at all. His true energy was suppressed at this moment, and he could not even move.
Flow, only the eyes can still turn in fear, and they are thrown into the open mouth of the huge ghost face little by little.
During this process, countless silk threads quickly wrapped around Wang Jin's body like a cocoon. Each silk thread was like a leech looking for a wound, swinging and slowly piercing Wang Jin's body.
in the body.
Ahhhh!
Wang Jin looked up to the sky and let out a roar of pain, his body twitching instinctively, but not only his body, but also the halberd he was holding in his hand was entangled with countless silk threads at this moment.
The euphorbia surrounded it, wildly devouring the small amount of spirituality remaining in the euphorbia.
Wow!
On Wang Jin's body, a large amount of true energy turned into chains and spewed out crazily. However, at this moment, the chains transformed by Jiuyuan Suoxuan's true energy became weak and unable to withstand the strings.
After absorbing it, it was instantly swallowed up into nothingness by the surrounding threads, making Wang Jin's struggle become weaker bit by bit.
The gray mist rolled, and the figure in the Taoist robe stood like a mountain in the surging clouds and mist, motionless as a mountain, with a big hand reaching out into the void.
And in the direction where his big hand reached out, there was a huge human face made of countless silk threads, with its mouth wide open. In front of it was suspended the immobile Wang Jin. Countless silk threads were wrapped around Wang Jin's body, like a monster tasting delicious food.
Everything was so quiet, and Wang Jin's aura was getting weaker and weaker, like a candle fluttering in the wind, and it seemed that it would be completely extinguished in the next moment.
Everything seems to have settled. In the flowing gray mist, Wang Jin's life seems to be gradually turning into a deep gray like mist, and the aura of the figure in the Taoist robe is getting stronger and stronger, as if it is absorbing Wang Jin's energy.
Jhin's power can speed up his own recovery.
Wow!
Suddenly, in the silence, there was a discordant crisp sound.
The figure in Taoist robes who stood like a mountain in the gray mist staggered suddenly, as if being hit in the back by an invisible big hand, and it actually felt like he staggered to the ground.
Suddenly, countless silk threads spread out from his body, like a spider spitting out all its silk threads. But just as the threads spread into the void, chains suddenly appeared from the countless threads.
The roots spread up, replacing all the silk threads and turning them into thick chains of true energy.
"Ho ho..."
The figure in the Taoist robe let out a heavy breathing sound from his throat, as if he had lost strength for a moment, and felt like he could not support his body, and he staggered a few steps.
The next moment, chains of zhenqi seemed to spread from under the skin of the robed figure, and quickly surrounded the entire body of the robed figure. The chains seemed to be trapped dragon ropes, actually trapping the powerful and boundless
The Taoist-robed figure was locked together, causing the Taoist-robed figure to stagger back to sit on the throne. The aura on his body dropped sharply, and even the astonishing look in his eyes dimmed.
The huge silk-threaded human face in the mid-air quickly disintegrated at this moment. Wang Jin, who was originally bound in the mid-air, had a gray face. At this moment, he fell from the sky and fell to the ground violently.
The ground started to cough.
He looked at the figure in Taoist robes who was bound to the throne. The aura on his body seemed to be forcibly pressed down by a big hand, and he was quickly becoming weak. However, upon closer inspection, he found that the weakness was not eternal, and seemed to be accumulated inside.
Like a volcano, terrifying power will burst out at any time!
Wang Jin took a deep breath and looked at the Taoist-robed figure who was forced to sit on the throne. He barely held up his weak body, holding the halberd that was almost completely falling apart, and moved step by step to the Taoist-robed figure.
He slowly raised the halberd in his hand, and black flames rose from it. The figure in Taoist robes in front of him seemed to be aware of the danger. His dimmed eyes were full of energy, but they seemed to be covered with a layer of black cloth, always hazy.
dim.
"Bye now……"
When the tired whisper fell, Wang Jin suddenly raised the halberd in his hand, and all the last energy in his body burst out at this moment. The divine fire swirled around and suddenly enveloped the figure in Taoist robes in front of him.
The flames enveloped the place, and there was no sound inside. After more than ten minutes, the flames dissipated. The throne in front of him was not scarred at all, and was the same as before. However, the figure sitting on it had disappeared, and there was an extra layer of black on the throne.