Chapter 630 The Power of Life and Death
It seems like a long time, but in fact, only a short time has passed.
From the moment when the Eight and Nine Heavenly Lords decided to take action, to when Wei Yang took action to wipe out the rain ball, and then to when he imprisoned the Nine Heavenly Lords, the whole process only took a few seconds.
At this moment.
Wei Yang's palm covered with fine black scales pinched Jiutian Zun's neck and slowly tightened it.
"Wei, Wei Yang. Cough~"
Jiutianzun's face turned red and purple, like an old male duck that was lifted up by its neck.
"Lao Ba, save me!" The death-like suffocation feeling made him completely panic, and he let out a soul-wavering roar.
In the distance, the Eight Heavenly Lords were silent.
After taking a look at the three giants who suddenly looked so well-groomed, the Eight Heavenly Lord's snow-white eyebrows trembled, and he shook his head with a wry smile.
How to save?
In the past few seconds, he had paid a heavy price just to stop the Big Three, and he was already suffering from serious injuries at this moment.
Moreover, if the Big Three hadn't secretly held back and used their full strength, he would have been seriously injured or even dead at this moment.
He understood that with the true strength of the Big Three, it was completely possible.
Acting is acting, everyone understands it tacitly, and if they take it seriously, then they are not stupid.
Looking away from the three giants, Eight Heavenly Lord looked at the strange and domineering young black figure and took a deep breath.
"Wei Yang, let's stop, we admit defeat this time."
Crack!
However, before he could finish speaking, a sound of broken bones resounded throughout the world that suddenly became deathly silent.
I saw that the neck bones of Jiutian Zun were directly crushed by Wei Yang, his eyes were bulging, and there was still a hint of panic and disbelief in them, and his head fell directly behind him. down, and finally hung weakly on the back.
The entire head, with only a layer of skin connected to the body, fell upside down and swayed, looking a little creepy.
Wei Yang had no expression on his face and casually threw away the body that was still alive.
The body fell into the space barrier below, just like falling into water. Ripples appeared on the surface of the barrier, and then calmness returned.
And Jiutian Zun has sunk into it and disappeared.
Wei Yang raised his eyes, looked at the Eight Heavenly Lord with a pair of dark eyes, and asked: "What did you want to say to me just now?"
Those eyes that were as hot as the black sun made the Eight Heavenly Lord's pupils shrink and sting a little.
With a slight snort, he raised his hand to wipe away a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
"How brave!" Eight Heavenly Lord looked at Wei Yang deeply, said nothing, and immediately looked away, looking at the building at Wei Yang's feet, which was shrouded in the barrier. Mansion.
Looking at the colorful energy ribbons slowly pouring into them, his eyes were full of jealousy and unwillingness.
Back then, he was defeated by Yao Chen. Unexpectedly, when he came again after many years, he was defeated miserably by one of Yao Chen's students.
"Fighting Saint!"
Ba Tianzun gritted his teeth, and the jealousy in his eyes almost escalated into madness.
But soon, he forcibly suppressed the emotions in his heart, and a touch of gray appeared on his face.
He understood that now, let alone facing Yaochen again, even when facing Wei Yang, who was so powerful that it was beyond common sense, he felt a little powerless and even desperate.
This Wei Yang has really become a climate. At least, at the level of Dou Zun, it is almost uncontrollable.
In the entire Soul Palace, there are probably no more than one person who can deal with Wei Yang head-on.
It is not advisable to stay here for a long time.
He waved his palm.
The space in front of him was quickly torn apart by a dark crack. The Eight Heavenly Lord flashed and tried to swipe through the crack.
“Come when you want, leave when you want, what kind of place do you think I am, Shengdan City?”
Seeing this, Xuan Kongzi smiled faintly, stretched out his palm, and gave the crack in space a firm grip from afar.
Bang!
As Xuan Kongzi took control, the space crack suddenly collapsed.
A terrifying force of space directly and completely destroyed the temporarily opened void passage.
As a low muffled sound sounded, the figure of Eight Heavenly Lord fell out of the dark void.
"Xuan Kongzi!"
Batianzun looked quite embarrassed at this time, covering his chest and glaring at Xuan Kongzi angrily.
Soon, he smiled.
"Xuan Kongzi, what are you leaving me for? Do you dare to kill me?"
Hearing this, Xuan Kongzi frowned slightly, but remained silent.
In full view of the public, it was okay to injure the Eight Heavenly Lords, but not to kill him. If an ordinary Soul Palace Dou Zun, or even an ordinary Heavenly Lord, comes, such as Black and White Lord, and dares to break into Shengdan City to cause trouble, he will be killed.
But the Eight Heavenly Lords are different.
Unless you really want to completely break up with the Soul Palace.
Otherwise, killing the Eight Heavenly Lord at this time is just an excuse for the Soul Palace to start a war or take revenge.
It's frustrating, but helpless.
As a Danta giant, he cannot do things as he pleases.
So, Xuan Kongzi was silent.
However, Xuan Kongzi was not too angry because he knew that someone dared to kill.
And the facts did not disappoint Xuan Kongzi.
Uh-huh!
Wei Yang moved again. With a casual step, he crossed the space like a teleport and came to the Eight Heavenly Lord.
As he raised his hand, a gray-black vortex appeared in his palm.
As he gently pushed it out with his palm, the gray-black vortex quickly rotated, as if forming a big grinding mill, and the lid fell down.
“Wei Yang!”
The aura of death enveloped him, making the Eight Heavenly Lords roar in fear. He frantically mobilized the fighting energy in his body, and the white cold air spread overwhelmingly, trying to resist this extremely strange gray-black grinding machine.
However.
Like snow meeting the blazing sun, the white cold air could not even block the big mo. As soon as it came into contact, it quickly melted and disintegrated, and was swallowed up by the big mo.
Soon, the gray-black whirlpool came over and enveloped the Eight Heavenly Lord.
“Ah~”
Visible to the naked eye, the Eight Heavenly Lord's body collapsed and spread apart inch by inch in the whirlpool, gradually turning into blood mist, and then being swallowed up by the whirlpool.
"Wei Yang~ Just wait, my Soul Palace will never give up!"
The gray-black grind slowly dissipated, and the collapsed space gradually recovered.
The Eight Heavenly Lords have completely disappeared in this world, and only the angry roars and roars are still slowly echoing in the sky.
The panic, pain and despair contained in the roar made countless people feel chills.
A top powerhouse was turned into nothingness by such a seemingly understatement.
Not even a bit of residue was left, it was completely destroyed.
Many eyes looked at the tall black figure with fear.
This man is really a vicious man!
No taboos.
Core high-level beings such as the Eight Heavenly Lords and the Nine Heavenly Lords of the Lianhun Palace are like killing chickens, killing them as quickly as possible without even frowning.
Wei Yang stood high in the sky.
He lowered his head and stared at the gray-black vortex that slowly converged and dissipated in the palm of his hand. His face seemed calm, but in fact, at this moment, his heart was already stirring up a storm.
This gray-black power is a strange power that has never been seen before.
It was so powerful that even Wei Yang himself was a little scared.
It is simply ridiculously strong and unreasonable!
This is a much more powerful force than fighting spirit!
"The power of life and death?" Wei Yang murmured in a low voice.
I just tried it with the Eight-Nine Heavenly Lord. There is no doubt that the effect achieved by this power is extremely amazing.
This is only Wei Yang's initial involvement. It is far from control, and the effect is terrifying.
Simply.
Facing the two Eight-Nine Heavenly Masters, it was like a direct dimensionality reduction attack.
Wei Yang clenched his fists suddenly, as if trying to grasp something tightly, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Fortunately, this power is in your own hands.
Otherwise, if I encounter this level of terrifying power in the future, I am afraid I will have a headache.
As for killing these two Soul Palace Heavenly Lords, and what Xuan Kongzi did before, was he using his own hands to kill people?
It’s not important anymore.
Anyway, if Xuan Kongzi had not stopped him before, Wei Yang would not have watched helplessly as the Eight Heavenly Lord left in such a graceful manner.
(End of this chapter)