When Jian Wushuang heard that, he grabbed Gongzi Mo's neck with one hand, and his other hand went straight into Gongzi Mo's chest.
Under the combined attacks of the five mysterious figures, Chen Qing could not hold on for much longer. He was starting to feel a little overwhelmed.
He had to find the heaven-patterned bone armor in less than ten breaths of time and escape from this place.
But in the next moment, Gongzi Mo, who could not move at all, suddenly flashed with a trace of brutality. The palm behind his back carried a trace of dim light, and he directly stabbed at Jian Wushuang.
A strong sense of danger surged in his heart. Almost at the same time that the dim light stabbed at him, he barely moved his head an inch away.
But it was still too late. The palm that was suffused with dim light directly left a long and narrow wound on Jian Wushuang's neck, and divine blood spurted out.
He was in pain, and his hand subconsciously loosened. Gongzi Mo took the opportunity to force him back with another palm strike, and then quickly fled!
"You're courting death!" Jian Wushuang was furious. His severely injured neck recovered at an extremely fast speed. He smashed his palm forward, and the supreme force almost sealed off all of Gongzi Mo's escape routes.
But this fixed situation changed again. Gongzi Mo staked everything on one throw, and poured all of his Derivation Force into his left arm. At the price of his entire arm being broken, he tore apart Jian Wushuang's majestic force.
Then, Gongzi Mo turned around and looked at him with hatred. His figure flashed, and he ran out of the hall.
Seeing this, how could Jian Wushuang let him leave? He immediately notified Chen Qing and Chun Qiu, who were bitterly resisting, and chased after him.
"I'm not playing with you anymore!" The veins on Chen Qing's forehead bulged. He was almost hung up and beaten until he barely managed to escape. The five figures' target was very clear. They did not intend to continue fighting with him. Once they separated, they directly flew out of the hall.
The entire Heavenly Hall was collapsing irreversibly.
The group of top cultivators and Derivation Immortals who originally went to the Heavenly Banquet Hall were already more than half dead in this sudden battle. The remaining survivors had already escaped from the Heavenly Hall.
At this point, the entire Heavenly Hall that was on the verge of collapse was only left with three Grand Derivation Immortals!
With two people suppressing one, Black Robe was in a sorry state.
The two Grand Development Immortals suppressed him, making it impossible for him to escape. Even his immortal body was faintly on the verge of collapse.
Although he had been sleeping in the Sky Palace for a long time, Black Robe knew very well that apart from the 99 Grand Expansion Immortals under Emperor Zhen Wuyang, the number of Grand Expansion Immortals in the vast Dasi Region could be counted on one hand.
The so-called Grand Expansion Immortal was an existence that completely surpassed the profound mysteries of the Expansion Immortal Realm. Only by attaining the profound mysteries of the Grand Expansion Immortal Realm would one have a trace of fortune and be able to touch the karmic luck of an Imperial Monarch.
From this, it could be seen how rare and terrifying Grand Development Immortals were.
However, there were a total of two Grand Expansion Immortals who had come to kill Gongzi Mo. How extravagant was this?
Who in the entire vast and boundless Grand Si Region possessed such extraordinary ability?
He couldn't imagine it at all. He even thought that it was a decree from Zhen Wu Yang.
"Who on earth are you? Do you know that if you kill Childe Mo, you will become the enemy of Emperor Zhen Wuyang and the entire Dashi Region?"
Black Robe resisted strenuously and still held on to the last bit of luck. He wanted to let them know the serious consequences.
However, the two Grand Expansion Immortals who were fighting with him turned a deaf ear to him. They didn't care about Emperor Zhen Wuyang and the entire Dashi Region.
The terrifying expansion force had already crushed the Sky Palace on the Small Immortal Continent. Countless broken fences and broken walls fell on the Small Immortal Continent.
It was a scene of destruction.
Childe Mo, who had escaped from the Sky Palace, was like a stray dog. He dragged his broken arm and ran for his life.
The entire Small Immortal Continent was covered in a red prairie fire. The clouds in the polar night showed signs of collapsing under the battle between the Grand Expansion Immortals.
Jian Wushuang followed closely behind. The long and narrow wound on his neck had completely healed. There wasn't even a scar left behind.
Everything that had happened had far exceeded his expectations. He didn't expect that there would be others who would come to kill Childe Mo.
Moreover, judging from the situation, it seemed like they were here to kill him completely.
Jian Wushuang didn't care about his life or death. However, the impact and consequences of this matter would be huge.
As the fifth son of Emperor Zhen Wuyang, if he died, all the top cultivators and Grand Expansion Immortals in this battle would be thoroughly investigated.
The three of them would also be implicated.
Therefore, Childe Mo couldn't die. Even if he died, he couldn't die in their hands.
Finding the Heavenly Patterned Bone Armor and then silently escaping was the best solution at the moment.
Chen Qing and Chun Qiu were in charge of bringing up the rear. They isolated the masterminds of this incident, five of the seven swordsmen, behind them.
At the moment, only Jian Wushuang was chasing after Childe Mo in the clouds.
The clouds were vast, and the fear of death made him unleash the last of his potential. Even Jian Wushuang, who was chasing after him with all his strength, was faintly strenuous. There was quite a distance between them.
Childe Mo broke through the clouds and escaped towards the center of the Small Immortal Continent.
There was a Heaven-Reaching Fusang Tree with the Immortal Continent as its foundation.
However, the tree crown that covered the sky was formed by huge dark green branches. There wasn't a single leaf.
Above the Heaven-Reaching Fusang Tree's crown hung a huge golden cage.
A huge sun that couldn't be looked at directly occupied the golden cage!
At this moment, Childe Mo's panicked figure had already rushed to the front of the Fusang Tree.
"Di Qing, save me!"
A panicked and terrified voice sounded from Childe Mo's mouth. He was already an arrow at the end of its flight. He placed all his hope in his voice.
Meanwhile, in the Fusang Tree's golden cage, the dazzling sun moved.
The bird head with the golden halo slowly raised.
This was a Golden Crow with four eyes!
As it raised its head, the polar night was dispelled. Its two red eyes were like four huge suns. They were so dazzling that one couldn't look directly at them.
Screech!
A cry that was about to tear the realm apart resounded. The night of the entire Northern Heaven Immortal Continent was dispelled, and a dazzling light descended.
The golden cage was opened. It spread its wings and flew out. Millions of rays of light spread out with its wings, illuminating the entire Immortal Continent.
There were a total of nine long purple feathers. As the Golden Crow spread its wings, it formed a huge sun. It hung down from its tail, bringing with it a boundless and majestic aura.
At this moment, even Jian Wushuang subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes. He couldn't take another step forward.
Hot, it was really too hot.
A burning sensation that came from the depths of one's soul made even Derived Immortals retreat.
The powerful aura emitted by the Nine-feathered True Crow could no longer be measured by Derived Immortals.
Jian Wushuang faintly felt that this aura was about to reach a certain profound realm, reaching another level.
From what he knew, this aura was already infinitely close to the peak existence in the Heavenly Court.
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