Chapter 312: Edict: Black Sun!
"The lightest is to the yuan, the five elements rotate, and you are good at breaking the ban on the void. It is worthy of the five-color cloud banner of the half-step Houtian Spirit Treasure, and the power is really terrifying. ”
Zhang Jing lightly glanced at the remaining golden light around him and nodded with satisfaction.
He had only just experienced the power of the golden light array under his feet, so he naturally knew how powerful it was. If it weren't himself who was trapped in the battle today, but was replaced by another Hedao True Immortal who had not yet entered the realm of transformation, I am afraid that nine out of nine would not be able to escape the fall.
Or if he didn't have the five-pigment cloud banner, with the innate cloud body's ability to disillusion and uncertainties, even if he could get rid of this big array, I am afraid he would have to pay a terrible price.
Come to mind.
Zhang Jing unconsciously looked forward, his eyes fell directly on the two brothers and sisters opposite through the golden light.
"This Octagon Golden Light Array is worth a lot of money, the two of them, this time it really cost some money."
"It's just a pity that the times are not good."
A strange smile flashed in his eyes.
It didn't take a while.
The golden light dissipated, and everything returned to normal.
Facing Zhang Jing's smiling eyes, and looking at the five-colored flag in the other party's hand, Zhu Dayou's scalp was numb for a while.
Hearing only a plop, he fell directly to his knees and begged for mercy in tears:
"Zhang Jing Daoyou, for the sake of a good acquaintance, please raise your noble hand. I have a three-year-old mother and an eighty-year-old son, and I can't die. ”
Having just seen the strength of this fellow Daoist, Zhu Dayou completely gave up the idea of resisting in his heart.
There had never been a moment when his thoughts were clearer than they were now.
The only result of the rebellion is destruction; And there is still a trace of vitality in pleading.
Well?
Hearing the other party's words begging for mercy, Zhang Jing's eyes became more and more strange when he looked at Zhu Dayou. Where did you hear the words of the tiger and wolf, and there is an eighty-year-old mother, this guy is at least 100,000 years old!
Wait a minute! Three-year-old mother......
Ground.
Seeing that Zhang Jing was indifferent, Zhu Dayou couldn't help but secretly glance at the little sister who was trembling beside him, and his heart was ruthless, and he spoke again:
"Zhang Jing Daoyou, as long as you promise to release me, I will be the master and give your little sister as a slave, how about it? A slave of the Dao realm is of extraordinary value. ”
Hear that.
Zhu Hongxia, who was on the side, raised her head stiffly, and looked at this brother who had always loved her in disbelief, as if she had known this person on the first day.
"I wish you a brute."
She looked ashen and screamed in a hoarse voice, and then pounced on the other party with her teeth and claws, completely ignoring that Zhang Jing was still on her side.
And yet the next moment.
Zhang Jing gently shook the five-color cloud flag, and a five-color fairy light flew out of the banner, entangled in mid-air and rushed towards the two brothers and sisters of Zhu Dayou, wrapped in a majestic momentum that seemed to break through everything.
The distance of 100 zhang arrived in an instant, and the two of them were not given half time to react.
Looking at the rapid approach of the five-colored fairy light, Zhu Dayou's pupils shrank suddenly, and under the strong life and death crisis, he urged the immortal power in his body with all his might, desperately trying to avoid this blow.
It's just that he then found that his whole person was held by Zhu Hongxia and couldn't move.
It's too late!
Zhu Dayou smiled miserably and slowly lowered his head.
What caught his eye was a delicate face crawling with resentment, and the other party's red lips opened and closed, as if to say: Let's die together!
Zhu Dayou's brother and sister were directly devoured by the five-colored fairy light.
The moment before consciousness dissipates.
Despair, regret, resentment, unwillingness...... Many emotions surged up in Zhu Dayou's heart, and finally turned into a sigh full of helplessness: Alas, if his brother and sister hadn't heard the news of opening the rune, how good it would be.
Not far away, in the mezzanine of the Void.
A short old man wiped the cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead in shock, and his figure retreated slightly.
"Zhang Jing, that Zhang Jing, he is actually here!"
He shouted frantically in his heart.
The old man never thought that tens of thousands of Hedao powerhouses would actually call themselves to meet Zhang Jing, who had been looking for several years without success.
Open up the runes, the innate spirit treasure, such a great opportunity is just around the corner, but unfortunately I can't do anything for the time being!
The old man glanced at Zhang Jing with fear, especially the five-colored flag in the other party's hand.
He can be sure that it is definitely an acquired spirit treasure, and it is also an acquired spirit treasure of the attack type.
The old man has an acquired spiritual treasure obtained by chance, and naturally knows what it is terrible.
You must know that with just an acquired spirit treasure that hides the aura of your body, you can travel unhindered in the extremely dangerous secret realm of the Celestial River. And a legendary Attack Acquired Spirit Treasure, its power is terrifying, he can't imagine it.
"After leaving here, sell Zhang Jing's information and let the other creatures come and take the lead. When Zhang Jingxian's strength is exhausted and he can't urge the five-color flag, that's when I make a move. ”
The old man quickly came up with a near-perfect plan.
The opening rune, as well as the offensive acquired spirit treasure, will inevitably belong to him in the end.
Thinking of this, his heart was hot, and he was immediately ready to go back to carry out the plan.
However, unexpectedly.
"Who?"
Zhang Jing seemed to sense something, suddenly shouted, and then turned his head to look. But there was nothing in sight, only a faint and imperceptible transparent ripple in the void.
Is there really anyone?!
He stared at the ripple of the void, and his eyes froze.
Although he is about to leave Upside Down Mountain, he is not afraid of being exposed at the moment, but after all, it is better to be on the safe side.
There was almost no hesitation.
Airplanes! Airplanes! Airplanes!
Zhang Jing's heart moved, and the power of the world behind him began to boil, and a touch of blue light appeared silently, and then spread directly in all directions, covering the surrounding area for hundreds of thousands of miles in an instant.
In an instant, the wind and grass in the area covered by the projection of the Qingyun Realm, including the subtle fluctuations of the void, were all reflected in Zhang Jing's heart.
Under this terrible perspective.
Zhang Jing's heart became joyless and sad, let alone angry, only endless indifference.
After half a breath.
He turned his head slightly, looked directly at a void somewhere without a trace of emotion, and said softly:
"Worm, I've found you."
"Imperial Decree: Black Sun!"
A series of sounds fell, and the projection of the Qingyun Realm began to boil, and the shrouded place was dim and dim in an instant.
A scorching black sun appeared out of thin air, not emitting a trace of light, only a blazing black flame that was tyrannical to the extreme.
The black sun slowly fell.
The void is twisting, mourning.
Zhang Jing's expression remained unchanged, he just gently shook the five-color cloud flag in his hand, and the five-color fairy light flew away along the sound, and the last hair came first, directly piercing through the void.
A black-robed old man fell from the void mezzanine, his face full of confusion.
The five-pigment cloud banner specializes in breaking all kinds of forbidden voids, and it can be regarded as this old man who fell into blood mold and hit Zhang Jing's hand headlong.
"Ah!!h
The other party wailed, only to feel that the black sun was getting closer and closer, and it was about to roast itself dry and scorch.
World projection, three plague edicts, five-pigment cloud flag...... All kinds of forces were superimposed, and the old man almost didn't even have the strength to fight back.
He glanced at Zhang Jing not far away with difficulty, with a touch of grief and indignation in his eyes, as well as a trace of remorse.
The expression seemed to say: You just clearly did not have such a terrible gesture!
The last moment when consciousness dissipated.
The old man looked up to the sky with all his strength and roared: "I hate it, I wouldn't have come in if I had known." ”
Not much.
The old man's shadow turned to ashes.
Only a strange cloak that was faintly integrated with the void was left in its place, unscathed by the black sun.