Chapter 410: Suppress the Night King!
What kind of creature is that?"
In the Divine City, a group of monks looked at the tall Buddha statue behind the Night King in horror, under this momentum, the weak cultivators could no longer stand upright, and even the powerful elder figures showed shocked expressions, and it was difficult to maintain their composure.
"The Lord of the Night, the Emperor of the Ancients, reigns over the world, this is the vision of the King of the Night!" Finally, some well-informed monks remembered some rumors and recognized this majestic god.
Under everyone's gaze, the statue of the god behind the Night King continued to expand. The huge figure soon filled the sky of the Divine City, and it seemed that as long as a big hand slapped it, it was enough to destroy the vast ancient city!
"Is this the vision of the Night King?
"A god is worthy of being a contemporary god king who has lived for more than 4,000 years, it's really terrifying!"
An incomparably huge idol stood behind the Night King, a pair of large blood-soaked eyes looking down on the Divine City. In the face of such a terrifying gaze, all the monks in the city were stunned, feeling an indescribable terrifying coercion, like ants looking up to the gods.
"I didn't expect this guy to really have two hits. Duan De looked at the Night Monarch and gave an evaluation.
The head of the Jiang family, Jiang Yi, and Jiang Yun glanced at each other with consternation in their eyes, obviously they didn't expect the Night King to be so powerful.
Fortunately, there is a more terrifying Hongjun Ancestor present at this moment, otherwise the ending is really not optimistic.
Jiang Taixu always remained silent, but his face became more and more solemn, in the four thousand years that he was sealed, this Night King had indeed grown too much, and even surpassed him back then.
"Die!"
The Night King shouted like thunder from the sky.
The shouts filled every corner of the Divine City, directly causing the monks to turn pale and tremble involuntarily, a kind of innate suppression, a fear that originated from the instinct of the soul.
Rumble!
The Night King raised his hand and slapped it towards Wu Fang, and then the idol behind him also poked out the big hand full of runes, and the sky trembled, about to crack.
"If he's really here, maybe I'll take it seriously. β
Wu Fang pointed to the huge god statue and smiled at the Night King, his indifferent voice fell, and his tone changed: "But, it's just a few visions that appear, it's just a matter of increasing the number of flowers." β
After speaking, Wu Fang pointed towards the void.
Suddenly, a huge gap opened in the sky above the huge idol behind the Night King, and a rumbling sound thundered into the world.
Even if Wu Fang had deliberately controlled it, the power of thunder still caused many palaces below to collapse directly.
At this moment, everyone in the Divine City was almost ringing in their ears, shaking, and their blood was tumbling with shock.
Thundered!
In the gap, the thunder giant hand is in the air, which can be described as a veritable one-hand covering the sky. In an instant, an incomparably suppressed thunderous power filled every inch of space in the Divine City, and the monks only felt that they were about to cross the thunder tribulation, and their hearts trembled.
Snort!
In the terrifying sound of electricity, the idol's attack was held in the hand of the thunder giant hand before it could be fired.
Under everyone's astonished gaze, the thunder giant hand shook violently, the idol distorted, and the red light in his eyes dissipated.
With a bang, it exploded directly and disappeared into nothingness.
Almost at the same time, the Night King's face turned pale, and his whole person seemed to have suffered a terrible backlash, and gulps of silver blood poured into the sky.
The Night King staggered, and it took a long time for him to stabilize his figure. At this moment, a look of fear finally appeared on his face.
The moment the vision behind him was destroyed, he completely understood the gap between himself and the other party, which was not at the same level at all.
"Want to go?"
The Night King's figure moved, and a bland and humorous laugh sounded like thunder in the sky.
At this moment, the Night King's figure slammed suddenly, as if he was imprisoned by an invisible force.
"Your Excellency, do you have to fight to break the net!" the Night King stared at Wu Fang coldly.
"No, it's just that you're going to die. Wu Fang had a smile on the corner of his mouth.
Hearing Wu Fang's words, the Night King's face was extremely gloomy, and he let out a cold snort, as if he had made some kind of difficult decision.
The right hand that tightly grasped the Yin Yang Divine Sword frantically poured the blood in his body into the hilt of the sword.
With the infusion of silver blood, the Yin Yang Divine Sword began to tremble happily, as if it had eaten delicious food.
Gradually, the Night King's entire body doubled, his muscles exposed, and his eyes turned blood-red, giving people a terrifying sense of direct gaze.
Bell β
The Yin Yang Divine Sword frantically devoured the blood of the Night King, and finally manifested a golden divine robe outside the latter's body.
The Golden Divine Cloak completely enveloped the Night King, setting him off like a dazzling day.
"He has the blood of the emperor's spirit, and he can sacrifice extreme weapons, he is fighting for his life! Doing so can greatly increase the power of the emperor's soldiers, but he has also stepped into the abyss from which he cannot extricate himself. β
Jiang Taixu looked at the Night King, a little solemnity appeared between his eyebrows, and with a wave of his hand, he pushed the Hengyu Divine Furnace to Wu Fang: "This is the weapon of the distant ancestor Emperor Hengyu." β
Wu Fang glanced at the Hengyu Divine Furnace and waved it back to Jiang Taixu's side, he didn't need it.
"Die, I'm going to take all of you with you for the funeral!"
The dark night king's black hair danced wildly, and at this moment, he seemed to have turned into a demon, Sen Han's voice fell, and he held the hilt of the Yin Yang Divine Sword in both hands, and slashed towards Wu Fang.
With a single sword, the sky dome suddenly cracked a large crack, splitting the sky into two halves.
The terrifying emperor was pervasive, and under this breath, all the monks in the city trembled, and their legs unconsciously slumped.
At this moment, looking at the Night King in the heavenly dome is like facing a true emperor who reigns over the world.
However, what made them even more shocked was that it was such a 'Great Emperor' sword that shook the heavens and weeps ghosts and gods with an extreme weapon, and it was forcibly taken down by the mysterious man with two fingers.
The next moment, only a crisp click was heard, and the incomparably terrifying sword light was crushed into pieces by the latter's two fingers.
Hissββ!
"Is he still human?"
In an instant, all corners of the Divine City were filled with the sound of gasp, staring at Wu Fang with incredible faces.
"You have taken this sword. β
The indifferent words fell, Wu Fang's left hand reached out, and the thunder and lightning in his palm gushed out, entangled the sword body of the Yin Yang Divine Sword in an instant like a chain.
When!
With a loud bang, before the Night King could recover from his fear, the Yin Yang Divine Sword had already detached from his hands and hovered in front of Wu Fang.
"Give me back the sword!"
After reacting, the Night King's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly exclaimed, shouting with trepidation, as if the root of his life had been grasped in his hands.
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