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Chapter 4685

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The power was enough to shake the heavens and shake the earth, but it was also as dense and silent as silk being torn apart.

One hundred thousand swords pierced the pitch-black figure's chest without missing a single one.

The unimaginable power directly blasted his entire body into powder.

Spring and Autumn was shocked beyond belief, and he unconsciously took half a step back.

Jian Wushuang didn't relax in the slightest after unleashing his sword. He vigilantly looked at the center of the explosion.

Immediately after, the pitch-black figure that had been blasted into powder slowly condensed, and an unprecedented aura surged.

The entire abyss of the black mountain began to boil!

The pitch-black figure condensed, and a pair of beady eyes flashed with rage.

He suddenly waved his hand, and hundreds of vines condensed from derivation power swept over.

Spring and Autumn was shocked, and he hurriedly said, "Jian Wushuang, dodge!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the hundreds of vines formed a cage and directly suppressed the two of them.

At the same time, the vines began to rapidly secrete mucus, preparing to digest them.

Spring and Autumn flipped his hand, and a dagger appeared in his palm. He then fiercely stabbed at the vines below him.

However, the vines didn't move at all. Instead, because he used too much strength, the dagger cut a deep wound in his palm.

Spring and Autumn sucked in a breath of cold air and looked at Jian Wushuang anxiously.

Because of the excessive use of the technique, the binding power of the iron plate chain around his neck was almost crushing Jian Wushuang's spirit.

The derivation power in his body was quickly being eaten away by the iron plate chain.

Jian Wushuang reached out and wiped away the divine blood at the corner of his mouth, his eyes still indifferent.

Then, the invisible sword in his hand trembled, and like a trickle of derivation power, it turned into a dozen slashes and cut at the vines.

"Chi …"

Like a hot knife cutting into butter, a faint stench rose, and the vines below their feet were directly cut open.

Then, Jian Wushuang directly picked up Spring and Autumn and escaped from the cage.

An extremely angry roar resounded, and the pitch-black figure fiercely glared at the two of them.

"Lowly prisoners, who gave you the guts to rebel against this lord? Now, come over here obediently and let me eat you alive. It's better than refining you into vengeful spirits later. "

Spring and Autumn spat out a mouthful of saliva and said disdainfully, "You? If you let us out now, I can spare your life. "

At this moment, Jian Wushuang suddenly reached out his hand to support himself on Spring and Autumn's shoulder. His body was on the verge of collapse.

Spring and Autumn's expression changed drastically when he saw this. Without a second thought, he dragged Jian Wushuang and quickly retreated.

The dark figure smiled gloomily and flipped his sleeve. A small black flag expanded in the wind. At the same time, countless souls of the prisoners who had been devoured rushed out.

Every time the small flag that looked like a Soul Summoning Banner was waved, a bloody mist that was as deep as an abyss surged out.

Jian Wushuang, who was like a god just a moment ago, was now weak. This made Spring and Autumn, who had spoken arrogantly, terrified. While dragging him back, he released his derivative force in an attempt to block him.

However, the derivative force of the Derived Immortal Realm was too terrifying. It almost instantly devoured Spring and Autumn's attack.

Spring and Autumn's face was ashen. Seeing that he was about to die here, Jian Wushuang, who was on the verge of death, said faintly, "Clown."

In the next moment, a type of indescribable and extremely pure derivation force arose.

Jian Wushuang changed his previous weary state. His figure stood in the void, looking fearlessly at the souls of the dead that were as deep as an abyss.

Then, he reached out his palm and clenched it!

The most dazzling brilliance of the Extreme Gate of Heaven appeared. It was like countless blazing suns, illuminating the abyss in the heart of the black mountain.

Under this brilliance, the dark souls of the dead that lived in the black light began to distort and wail.

Countless divine weapons and divine shadows intertwined to form a huge palm that covered the sky and pressed down heavily.

Even the stone walls of the black mountain could not withstand such power and began to crack on a large scale.

A doomsday-like scene appeared. The mountain collapsed, and even the man-made plank roads collapsed. It was like the mountains and rivers were collapsing, shattering into pieces.

When the pitch-black figure with the flag saw this, his small eyes turned. He knew that he had encountered a tough opponent. Immediately, his figure flashed, and he prepared to escape.

However, wherever the light shone, there seemed to be a layer of invisible enchantment that blocked all auras.

The pitch-black figure was shocked. It was a matter of life and death, so he did not dare to hold back anymore. His arms shook, and the surging derivative force turned into a vast expanse of black light, attacking Jian Wushuang directly.

However, Jian Wushuang only raised his hand and waved, and the black light was completely destroyed by the Extreme Gate of Heaven.

The energy of light and darkness surged. The pitch-black figure could no longer calm down. He madly activated his supreme divine ability and smashed it at the monster-like fellow.

However, before the various divine abilities could touch Jian Wushuang, they disintegrated on their own.

Only Spring and Autumn, who were watching from afar, saw clearly that all the attacks of the pitch-black figure were neutralized by the light emitted by Jian Wushuang. He did not even need to lift a hand!

This was too terrifying. Even an Imperial Emperor would find it difficult to suppress this fellow!

The huge palm that covered the sky formed a world of its own. In the end, it completely covered the pitch-black figure.

Miserable howls resounded, and an endless amount of black light dissipated.

Jian Wushuang watched this scene calmly from beginning to end.

When the light and the black light dissipated, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the air. As if he had already expected what was about to happen, he grabbed a ball of dense black light.

"Let, let me go!" The dense black light struggled violently in Jian Wushuang's hand, and soon, a nearly illusory figure appeared.

The pitch-black figure was already scared out of his wits. His derivative force was destroyed, and he barely managed to preserve his life.

"Let me go, and all my treasures will be yours," the pitch-black figure said in a sorrowful voice. At the same time, he took out treasures that contained great power and presented them to Jian Wushuang.

Treasure bottle gourd, octagonal talisman, black copper mask, and so on. With just a glance, Jian Wushuang understood that these treasures were only slightly weaker than the Supreme Ancestral Weapons of the Divine Power Universe!

However, one had to know that there were only seven Supreme Ancestral Weapons. Yet, this fellow had taken out more than ten supreme treasures that were not much weaker than them.

Even with Jian Wushuang's determination, he was already a little shaken.

"As long as you let me go, all of these will be yours," the pitch-black figure said in a trembling voice.

However, Jian Wushuang only glanced at him coldly. He suddenly exerted force in his palm, and the pitch-black origin shattered instantly.

The pitch-black figure did not even have time to beg for mercy before he died completely.

An Evolved Immortal who had surpassed the Ancestral Level died tragically in Jian Wushuang's hands.

This was also the first Evolved Immortal to die in his hands.

As the pitch-black figure disappeared, the entire sky-reaching black mountain lost its mountain spirit. In the end, it completely collapsed, and countless rocks fell down.

Spring and Autumn, who had recovered from the shock, waved his hand and lifted a space to block the rocks. "Let's go, the entire mountain is about to collapse!"

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