Chapter 5172 Zhu Zu's defeat, Yang Jian's swan song
"die!"
"die!"
The crazy roars continued, and Xiao Jin turned into a ferocious beast and ran rampant, opening his mouth from time to time to chew up the Dark World monk, and the murderous wind was vividly displayed.
As he fought crazily, the monks in the dark world gradually became fearful and did not dare to approach rashly. Even every time Xiao Jin approached, some of the monks would start to retreat.
However, this situation quickly changed, and some monks from the dark world were seen violently squeezing a seal.
The next second, low roars sounded one after another.
I saw dark beasts emerging quietly one after another. Their size seemed to be no less than that of the dark beasts transformed by Xiao Jin. Although their momentum was not as powerful as his, they could not hold up the huge number.
Immediately afterwards, the dark beasts transformed by these dark world monks rushed towards Xiao Jin crazily.
For a time, the beasts roared continuously, and huge beasts collided in mid-air. Xiao Jin's slaughtering posture had to be slowed down, and even moving became very difficult when being besieged by many dark beasts.
At the same time, the Demon Lord and Yang Jian in the distance were also under siege.
Although those Dark World monks were seriously injured, they were still in huge numbers. Under such circumstances, the power of Yang Jian and Demon Lord was exhausted to the maximum, and they became increasingly powerless to resist.
Even Zhu Zu in the distance was in an extremely bad situation at this moment.
With Li Zha's full firepower, he couldn't resist it at all. Blood dripped all over his body again, and blood continuously overflowed from countless blood holes.
"die!"
At this time, Li Zha drank quietly.
The spear in his hand was seen breaking through the air, and instantly struck Zhu Zu's head.
This blow contained extremely terrifying power. Li Zha obviously wanted to take this opportunity to end the battle. Once he was hit, Zhu Zu would definitely die.
"not good!"
Seeing this situation, Zhu Zu also knew the danger of this attack and subconsciously wanted to dodge.
But how could Li Zha's attack be easily dodged? The attack that combined spirit, energy and spirit directly locked onto Zhu Zu, making him unable to dodge at all.
"Fight!"
Gritting his teeth, Zhu Zu knew that he could not dodge, and he could no longer care about anything else. He quickly raised the long sword in his hand to block the area in front of his forehead.
The next second, the sound of breaking through the air came, and the magic spear in Li Zha's hand came and directly bombarded the sword body.
With a bang, terrible energy exploded at this moment. The scars all over Zhu Zu's body grew rapidly. Blood spurted out, and painful low roars continued to come from his mouth.
Click——
Suddenly, a shattering sound quietly sounded.
The long sword in Zhu Zu's hand was quietly broken at this moment, and the magic spear fell and hit Zhu Zu directly between the eyebrows.
"ah……"
With a scream, Zhu Zu felt like he was struck by lightning, blood spurted out from his eyebrows, and he fell directly from mid-air to the ground. He passed out without even being able to say a word.
And Zhu Zu's defeat was like a fuse. Xiao Jin's huge body quietly dispersed, and his whole face turned pale. Under the attack of countless dark beasts, half of his body had been destroyed, and he fell into the endless abyss with only one breath left.
within.
At the same time, Yang Jian was also unable to resist. With wounds all over his body, he killed several Dark World monks beside him with a flick of his three-pointed two-edged sword. Then, he kept panting in mid-air, reaching the end of his strength.
"kill!"
"kill!"
At the same time, the Dark World monks did not hesitate and attacked the area where Yang Jian was. Countless weapons fell and chopped at Yang Jian's body continuously.
For a moment, Yang Jian's condition reached the extreme. After groaning, the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand lost its force and fell. With his hair disheveled, his eyes looked around tightly, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Even if it means death,
I also want all of you to be buried with me!"
After saying that, Yang Jian bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, forcing himself to regain consciousness with the stinging pain. He squeezed the seal between his hands and yelled: "Heavenly Punishment·Final Judgment!"
Rumble——
Rumble——
The moment Yang Jian finished speaking, there was endless thunder in the sky, strong aura fluctuations rose up, and a dragon thundercloud with a radius of 100,000 miles condensed and formed.
The next second, the boundless purple thunder and lightning gathered together, evolving into exquisite nine-foot-long thunder dragons at a speed visible to the naked eye. The roar of the dragons was deafening, and they continuously attacked the ground.
"Get out of the way!"
"This is the Hongmeng Divine Thunder, avoid it quickly!"
Seeing this scene, the expressions of the monks from the Dark World also changed wildly. They could no longer care about anything else and began to flee crazily.
Even looking at the dying Yang Jian, they did not have any urge to go forward and attack him. The power of Yang Jian's final blow was too terrifying.
"escape!"
"We must escape from this area!"
This was the last and only thought in their minds,
However, they did not expect that it was precisely because of this thought that they would pay a heavy price. If Yang Jian was killed at this time, everything would disappear.
But they chose to run away. Although Yang Jian was dying at this moment, he still maintained a trace of consciousness. Looking at the back of the fleeing monks, the corners of his mouth raised slightly and he said: "No one can leave!"
After finishing speaking, Yang Jian took a deep breath. While standing upright, he squeezed the seal with both hands and said, "Fall!"
hold head high--
hold head high--
The dragon roared, and the moment Yang Jian finished speaking, the boundless Hongmeng Divine Thunder transformed into a dragon and fell, madly plundering all areas within a hundred thousand miles.
For a time, countless monks could be seen being hit by the thunder dragon, their bodies collapsed, their souls dissipated, and they died at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"ah……"
"ah……"
Heart-rending screams resounded, and one by one the monks from the dark world died. Hundreds of thousands died, and only in an instant.
In just a dozen breaths, more than three thousand Dark World monks died under such an attack, and Yang Jian also completely exhausted the last bit of strength and soul. His eyes went dark, and his whole body collapsed.
It fell from mid-air.
This baptism of thunder lasted for a full hour, and more than half of the monks in the dark world died. Even a powerful being like Li Zha chose to avoid its edge.
When all the dust settled, the entire area had become scorched black, and the power of Hongmeng Divine Thunder was still beating in the countless deep pits, making people feel depressed and desolate.
After an unknown amount of time, some monks from the dark world who had survived the disaster came out with disgraceful faces. Looking at the scorched black area, they couldn't help but cheer: "I survived!"