Chapter 4983? The Black Cloud that Controls the Emperor's Luck

With the lift-off of the pure white light, it was all swallowed up and absorbed by the treacherous formation.

All Dayan Immortals could not even make a sound, and within a few dozen breaths, they withered and aged to the extreme.

Their flesh and blood peeled off, and even the immortal bones quickly lost their charm and turned into flying ashes.

In just a few dozen breaths, they were completely wiped out!

Jian Wushuang and the others all retreated quickly, looking at the great formation with full vigilance.

The entire city of exile was wrapped in a great formation, and after absorbing the luck of dozens of Dayan Immortals, it became more and more terrifying.

At this moment, even Jian Wushuang felt the luck in Xian's body and began to flow slowly.

"This great formation actually sucks in luck?" Yan Hui frowned, "It seems that the owner of Fang Tianlu is not easy."

It is not easy to be called by Yan Hui, then the master behind Tianlu is definitely not just as simple as Rank 9 Dayan Immortal.

Jian Wushuang's eyes were solemn, and he was ready to give it his all.

At this time, Yan Hui and Jiang Li looked at each other and walked forward.

With every step they took, the void shook.

Facing the huge and treacherous formation above their heads, they held down the hilt of the sword at the waist at the same time, and then slashed out a sword in an instant!

The speed of this sword was so fast that even Jian Wushuang didn't see it clearly, so he chopped it out!

In an instant, the void shattered, and the meaning of the infinite sword was like a blooming fairy flower, each of which reflected an incomparable general trend.

Hundreds of millions of sword intents slammed into the Immortal Formation, and an unparalleled Huamang erupted.

Di Qing was completely shocked by this sword, and hurriedly released Yan Li to protect Jian Wushuang and Immortal Fuyao.

The two collided, and the general trend made the entire city of exile began to shatter!

The city wall turned to dust and finally collapsed.

What was shattered together was the treacherous formation above his head.

When the infinite sword intent completely dissipated, everything was settled.

The great city of exile is broken,

Only a few ruins were left, and even the void was smashed to pieces.

"Go!" Yan Hui shouted in a low voice, and immediately released the force of power to protect Jian Wushuang and the others.

Jian Wushuang did not hesitate, and immediately swept up together, ready to leave.

And at this moment, the original Shattered Void was suddenly shrouded in black clouds, and all the retreats from the wild and eight wilderness were blocked.

The five of them were trapped in the most central position.

"The one who hides his head and shows his tail has come out." Yan Hui's eyes were rare and solemn, and his palm was also attached to the hilt of the sword at his waist, ready to draw the sword at any time.

Jiang Li also stood in front of Jian Wushuang without a trace.

At this point, the entire city of exile, including the sky and land, has been destroyed more than half, and everything is shrouded in chaos.

Along with the chaos, a thick and extremely treacherous black cloud floated in front of them.

"Really good sword intent, you are one of the few guys who can break my formation so easily."

An old, hoarse and low voice resounded from the black cloud, and then the wandering black cloud began to change.

It continued to transform, and gradually transformed into a tall figure, and that blurred face finally turned into the appearance of Yan Hui.

"I, appreciate you very much."

Yan Hui's eyes narrowed, and then he said disdainfully, "Hmph, another guy who pretends to be a ghost."

Hei Yun, who had the exact same appearance as Yan Hui, grinned and smiled, "No, I don't like to play tricks. What I show is the strength I can't control."

"Furthermore, I have personally killed a sword immortal like you."

"Just because of you, do you want to kill this Sword Immortal?" Yan Hui was even more disdainful, "No one who can kill me has ever appeared."

Heiyun smiled softly, "Everyone who can become a Sword Immortal is stronger than ever, and the power in the Immortal's body is also purer, so I like to absorb the Qi Luck of the Sword Immortal very much, which is of great help to me. "

"Just because of you, if you want to swallow this sword fairy's luck, you are not afraid that my head will be chopped off by me?" Yan Hui said in a deep voice.

He regained his calm, "You can't kill me, even if I don't do it, you won't be enough to kill me."

Yan Hui's eyes turned cold, "Why, do you want to try?"

"Of course I want to try it. Countless years have passed since the last time I killed Sword Immortal. Now I want to taste this taste again."

Heiyun slowly raised his arms, his deep eyes were full of excitement, "Use your strongest sword. If I am satisfied, maybe I can let you live."

Yan Fu laughed when he heard the words, his eyes suddenly turned cold at this moment, "Old man, you must know that there is no Dayan immortal worthy of my strongest sword, including you!"

"I like your arrogance, and if you're not my food, I'd love to have you as my friend."

After Heiyun said the last sentence, he stepped out.

In an instant, the shattered void was swallowed up by chaos, and then wisps of black clouds overflowed from the chaos and surrounded him.

At this moment, the terrifying and treacherous black cloud turned into a robe with black and gold lines all over his body.

When this black gold robe appeared, the originally chaotic sky began to enter a state of surrender.

Therefore, the escaping unmaintained force is also surrendered.

A treacherous heavenly order was constructed in this chaos.

At this moment, whether it was Jian Wushuang, Jiang Liyanhui, Di Qing, Immortal Lord Fuyao, when they saw the black cloud wearing the black gold robe, their expressions changed greatly.

That is the imperial clothing that represents the emperor's luck!

And those who can wear God's clothes have mastered the luck of the emperor!

The emperor's luck, just four words, is too terrifying, so terrifying that even Dayan immortals who can create the way of heaven with a wave of their hands are simply unable to compete in front of the emperor's luck.

The emperor, the emperor's luck, represents absolute control!

Under the emperor's thought, Dayanxian's immortal sources are all things to play with.

Jian Wushuang, who has been in contact with six emperors, knows more clearly what the emperor's luck represents.

Even if the Six Crows Emperor had only a wisp of remnant soul left in the Heavenly Court back then, it was enough to kill Di Qing, who was a rank nine Dayan Immortal.

The three emperors in the Boyang bottle belonged to another situation. Their emperor bodies and emperor air luck disappeared, leaving only three weak true souls.

But even if the true soul of the three emperors is extremely weak, as long as the emperor's body is rebuilt in the years to come, they will be able to return to their peak state.

And once the emperor's luck is in control, Dayanxian has already surpassed the shackles of the realm, reaching a state of mystery and mystery.

The emperor's luck represents absolute control, and no Dayan immortal can cause trauma to the emperor.

This also means that when the black cloud reveals the emperor's luck, everything has become a foregone conclusion.

At this moment, Yan Hui's eyes changed, as if he had already made a decision in his heart.