"Wait...... Are you not convinced?"

The black figure slowly condensed, and a black armor appeared on the surface of the person's body without warning, and there was no wind behind him, and the black spiritual power automatically formed a cloak behind him. The man's right hand pressed down, and the coercion was directly pressed on the people present, and the leaders of the various factions who had old faces had just recovered a trace of cultivation, but they were severely oppressed by the coercion released by the strong man who suddenly appeared.

The pressure of despair appeared on all the people at the same time, those who were already extremely weak, and they could withstand such a high level of pressure, blood continued to flow from the corners of their mouths, and their proud bodies continued to bend.

This strong man actually had the intention of letting them kneel, and the heads of the various factions obviously sensed the intention of that person, which made them unbearable, it stands to reason that they should back down from this sudden strong man, and indeed they also had the idea of begging for mercy. But what they didn't expect was that the man didn't take these people in his eyes at all, and made them kneel down as soon as they came up, and they were all the peak powerhouses of the Endless Continent. There is no shame in dying, but mental oppression is unbearable for them.

All of these people were desperately using the little spiritual power left in their bodies to resist the coercion, but the coercion was too strong, and it really made everyone feel desperate under this overwhelming momentum. Sure enough, it didn't take long for some of those leaders to take it anymore, but everyone was persevering.

The strong man looked at these monks who were struggling to resist, and he didn't say much, but with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked coldly at these vulnerable ants in his eyes.

"I'd like to see how long you can resist?" said the Peerless Princess, sneering.

As time passed, some of the people in that group seemed to have reached the limit, their faces were a little unwilling, their hands were clenched into fists fiercely, their knees slowly went down, and they still knelt on the floor weakly after holding on for a long time. Strangely, when they knelt on the floor, the pressure on their bodies disappeared instantly, and the small group of people had to get up again, and once their knees were off the ground, the terrible pressure was once again covered on their bodies. In this way, the mood of resistance was slowly diluted.

Lin Xuan glanced at them, those were all powerhouses of the third-order sect, and although the sect forces were also well-known in the Endless Continent, they were still far from those first-class forces. So it was understandable to give in so quickly, Lin Xuan looked at Tang Wan at this time, because among the people present at this time, if there was anyone else who could resist, then only Tang Wan would have intact strength.

At this time, although Tang Wan's expression was extremely solemn, her thin body did not bend at all, and she stood there straight. The spiritual power around his body appeared, and he struggled to resist the man's coercion. Lin Xuan was also a little curious at this time, because the coercion that crushed the whole audience enveloped everyone, and even the ghostly person had a look of solemnity. And he didn't have anything to do, Lin Xuan was very puzzled in his heart.

When he looked at his hands, he found that there was a slight purple glow on the surface of his body, which he really couldn't notice if he didn't look closely. Lin Xuan suddenly, it seemed that this kind of situation, the Jiuqing Ancestor had already expected it. Originally, if this mysterious powerhouse hadn't appeared, Lin Xuan would have fought back with Tang Wan and the other powerhouses, but now the situation once again exceeded his expectations, and in desperation, Lin Xuan's figure retreated again and hidden.

At this time, many people on the field and one after another gave up resistance, and most of them were uncomfortable, or pretended to be uncomfortable, or knelt down half-pushed and half-knelt in other ways that were okay in their eyes. After a while, most of them knelt down, and most of the rest were some of them whose overall strength was slightly inferior to that of the three holy lands. First, the strength of these powerhouses has reached the fourth-order Thunder Tribulation Realm, and their resistance is naturally not ordinary, and secondly, as those who have the possibility to enter the fifth-order Thunder Tribulation Realm, they naturally know what this powerhouse is doing. Because the cultivation after this Thunder Tribulation Realm is no longer just about cultivating mana, but more about understanding the Dao and having a strong heart.

Those third-order monks don't know the reason for this, and naturally they have to fight for the so-called face, even if they really fail, it doesn't matter, isn't it just a kowtow, these bigwigs are all old foxes, and the so-called face is just a beautiful cover for them. And they really resisted desperately, because they understood that today's kneeling was to cut off their path to becoming immortals, so those first-class powerhouses naturally refused to do so.

After a few more minutes, only a few people in the audience were still struggling to hold on. The strong man also seemed to have lost interest, his expression was dignified, the soles of his feet stomped, and the momentum of the whole person increased several times again. The strong coercion in the sky almost formed a substance, and those monks who knelt on the ground and hung their heads in frustration were fine, but they suddenly felt that their breath was stagnant, which was quite uncomfortable. And those who struggle to persevere are different.

The most profound feeling in it is An Jinghuan, the master of the Liuli Pavilion, as the top force second only to the three holy lands, and he is also a great power of the Four Tribulation Thunder Tribulation Realm, a genius who is about to step into the Five Tribulation Thunder Tribulation Realm with one foot. The pressure faced at this time is almost indescribable, although the spirit bead just now absorbed the spiritual power in the body, but as such a strong person, the recovery power is also terrifying, so if the strong man of this peerless dynasty appears later, I am afraid that he will escape.

As the strong man increased the pressure again, An Jinghuan felt as if there were two invisible hands in the sky pressing on his shoulders unreasonably. The whole body is like carrying a mountain, and if you don't obey, I'm afraid that the whole body will be crushed by this pressure in less than half a minute.

"There is no hope of becoming an immortal, why bother to live forever!Everyone, An Mou will go first!" Saying that, An Jinghuan made the only remaining half-adult spiritual power in his body and was about to detonate it in his body.

"Hmph, did I let you die?"

The mysterious powerhouse looked at An Jinghuan with a look of death, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes. With his right hand pointing at An Jinghuan, An Jinghuan felt that his body was tightly restrained by a force. A black spiritual power poured directly into An Jinghuan's dantian, directly dispersing the half-rioted spiritual power.

"Ahh

An Jinghuan suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person was paralyzed, his face was like dirt, and he collapsed to the ground with a desperate face. The others couldn't bear to close their eyes when they saw An Jinghuan's appearance at this time, and the monks present knew that An Jinghuan's foundation was abolished, and he was a waste person at this time.

"Disobedience, this An Jinghuan is your fate!"

The mysterious powerhouse didn't seem to be relieved, and an aura lifted An Jinghuan's body and slowly floated in the air. With a slight grip of his right hand, the black spiritual power directly enveloped An Jinghuan and then exploded, and a drop of blood rain fell from the sky and dripped on the bodies of those people. It seems that he can still feel some temperature, and this is not the end, black spiritual power poured in from An Jinghuan's divine soul. An Jinghuan, who was originally bent on death, changed his face at this time, and his expression became extremely distorted, as if he was enduring the pain of the beating.

The poisonous wolf looked at An Jinghuan's painful expression, and couldn't help but shudder, he had indeed learned the taste of this necromantic punishment. The highest level of punishment for the most unequaled dynasty since the Immortal Emperor is naturally not as simple as destroying the soul, death is never the most painful, the most painful is living. This necromancy punishment can imprison your divine soul between heaven and earth, and you will be tortured for eternity until your soul is consumed and you die, but although the divine soul of the monks above the Thunder Tribulation Realm cannot be immortal forever, it is enough to bear it for hundreds of years or thousands of years, so few people in the Wushuang Dynasty dare to disobey the orders of the Immortal Emperor.

"Poof!"

A figure seemed to be unable to bear the fear in his heart and knelt directly on the ground, Lin Xuan saw that the person was none other than Ji Tiangan just now, Lin Xuan's impression of him was really bad to the limit, if it wasn't for his own cleverness and unauthorized division of the team to buy time for the peerless son, how could it be so tricky now, if it was okay, Lin Xuan really wanted to kill him with a sword.

The mysterious powerhouse looked at Ji Tiangan who was kneeling on the ground and nodded with great satisfaction, sure enough, there was the beginning of the first person, and the other heads also hesitated and knelt on the ground. Although the temptation to become immortals is extremely strong, life is still extremely precious to them.

Until this time, Tang Wan was the only one in the audience. At this time, Tang Wan's forehead was covered with sweat, her face was pale, her whole body was shaky but still holding on, the others in the three holy lands had already knelt down, and she naturally had her own pride as the Holy Son of Jiuqing Dao. Moreover, at the beginning, her cultivation was not stolen by the peerless son, so she could barely maintain it, but she couldn't hold on much depending on that posture.

The strong man set his eyes on Tang Wan, who was like a lotus flower blooming quietly in the distance, but the lotus flower at this time had a trace of desperate sadness. And the strong man didn't seem to have any sympathy, and directly turned a black spiritual power into a long sword and went straight to Tang Wan's head. Tang Wan looked at the long sword deadly, and the stubbornness in her eyes was unobstructed.

Lin Xuan was shocked and was about to make a desperate move. However, nine white light air currents flew out directly from Tang Wan's body to cover Tang Wan, and the moment the black long sword flew in, the nine air currents bound the black long sword, and directly shattered the long sword. The pressure on Tang Wan's body slowly disappeared, even so, Tang Wan's situation at this time was not very good, her whole body was soft, and in the end she couldn't hold on, and half sat on the ground.

The strong man's expression was grim, and he was secretly frightened when he saw that the nine air currents still shrouded Tang Wan's body extremely tightly. Once again, a wave that was more powerful than the previous one flew out towards Tang Wan again, and Tang Wan had no power to resist at this time, so he had to pin his hopes on these nine air currents. And that air flow obviously did not disappoint Tang Wan, and still steadily blocked the strong man's attack.

"It turned out to be the master's wife, since the master's wife gave you this Jiuqing Liulipei, it is natural to pass on the mantle to you. Speaking of which, we are also considered to be from the same family, for the sake of my master, I will let you go!" The strong man changed color one after another, but he still calmed down and said to Tang Wan.

Tang Wan didn't respond to him, but immediately sat down cross-legged and quickly recuperated, with Jiuqing Liuli Pei here, there was no need to worry about safety for the time being. The mysterious powerhouse didn't say much when he looked at Tang Wan's posture, his left hand stretched out a black mark, and the seal of both hands turned the black mark into hundreds of small marks again, and accurately flew into the people who were kneeling on the ground at this time, and the black mark entered the body, announcing the complete failure of those people's resistance.

After the strong man did all this, he glanced coldly, the ghostly figure. And when the figure saw the man's gaze, he was slightly frightened, and gave up his hand again.

"Ghost Xu Siyuan, this time there should be no unequaled son to come to help. ”

The strong man glanced at the peerless prince again, and at this time, the cold eyes of the peerless prince seemed to have a hint of fanaticism, and he nodded lightly at the strong man. So the strong man no longer bothered about this problem, and handed over a black ring to the peerless prince and said no more. Wushuang Gongzi took the ring and threw it directly to the poisonous wolf, and said coldly: "Look at them, don't let anyone in!"

After saying that, he and the figure walked towards the quaint gate in the distance.