Chapter 504

The form is slowly developing towards the side that all people expect, except Chicheng.

Yang Chaoyu's face has become very ugly. He wants to help Jiangning, but where can he intervene in this situation? Don't you see, there are millions of elites from all walks of life watching from afar!

Faced with the millions of elites, even the Chicheng death cavalry, which dominates the world, dare not have any changes at all. This is a competition between top experts, and conventional forces can't intervene at all!

But the best? Yang Chaoyu has a bitter smile and looks at several elders around him. How can these single seedlings help the current situation?

Yang Chaoyu has been determined to help Jiangning, but this chaotic scene makes him dare not get involved.

It is also predestined that the Daming kingdom of Jiangning has so many allies, but in these ten Jue valleys, there are few allies here, except Chicheng.

No matter XueGuo, Wudang or Tangmen have ever thought of touching on these things that they should not.

They didn't mean to, but their practice made Jiangning in a helpless situation at this time.

Even if Yang Chaoyu wants to help Jiangning, he can't take the future of Chicheng to fight against the situation.

It's been a quarter of an hour. This is the longest time that the northern hell magic has ever absorbed. However, in the induction of wuyazi, the internal force of Jiangning seems to be like an abyss, and there is still no end to it! It seems that the skill he has absorbed for three or four hundred years is just a drizzle for Jiangning.

No cliff son's face already appeared a trace of fright! Because he absorbed more internal power than he expected. Originally, he thought he could fight for his life not to suck Jiangning dry, but now it seems that he has no chance at all.

Moreover, by this time, wuyazi also vaguely understood Jiangning's idea. Where was Jiangning's mistake that he got hit by his northern Ming magic skill? Is that what he absorbed on purpose?

Perhaps in Jiangning's eyes, the world has become so lonely that I have no choice but to look for a joy?

Wuyazi's meridians have begun to be frozen, and the massive ice Qi is not controlled by him at all. If the amount is not too much, he can naturally suppress it with the method of the northern underworld.

But now it's not a matter of quantity, but of how much cold Qi there is.

Wuyazi's elixir field has begun to be frozen, but wuyazi is still relying on his instinct to absorb Jiangning's internal power. He wants to create a more favorable environment for his companions.

In wuyazi's subconscious mind, every time he absorbs Jiangning's internal power for one more year, Jiangning will reduce its internal strength for one year! Then his classmates and companions will have less pressure when facing Jiangning.

At least, they have absorbed more than 500 years' internal power of Jiangning. How many grades should Jiangning's strength be reduced? Perhaps, Jiangning has become an ordinary strong Tongshen?

Wuyazi is about to lose consciousness, because even his purple mansion has begun to be frozen. Of course, wuyazi may not have the concept of Zifu at this time, because the purple mansion will not appear until after the golden elixir. But the place where wuyazi's spiritual power is stored is Zifu. His spiritual power has been frozen.

However, what kind of monster is Jiangning? Why is it that there is no end to him?

It's just Wu Yazi's last thought and last question before he died.

Wu Yazi died with a satisfied smile because he thought he had done his best to kill Jiangning, instead of being killed by Jiangning without any contribution like his two junior sisters.

At this time, wuyazi no longer had the arrogance of any powerful man. In his eyes, it has become a glory to be able to cause a trace of trouble to Jiangning.

But other people don't think so. A quarter of an hour later, they thought Jiangning would be absorbed by wuyanzi. But to their surprise, wuyazi has been frozen into an ice sculpture harder than ten thousand years of ice. Jiangning, however, is still standing there intact, and even the wound on Jiangning's back has been unconsciously healed.

Jiangning looks a little pale, even more energetic than before zhongbeiming Shengong.

"Is there really no one who can fight in this world?" Jiangning didn't laugh wildly this time, he just slowly drooped his eyelids, and then looked at the remaining powerful Tongshen players with a vicious smile at the corner of his mouth.

Jiangning's hand again turned out a brand-new ice sword, and then pointed the sword at all the people present.

All of them were surprised by the result. They even had a fear at the bottom of their heart. They were afraid that Jiangning could not be killed.

No one has ever thought that a strong psychic would be held to death by the other's internal power when he uses the most powerful internal mental skill in the world to absorb another one. But now they see it, and then they feel more scared.How deep internal force should this be? A thousand years or two thousand years? Is Jiangning not a human being?

"Jiangning must have run out of oil and the lamp is dry! He must be bluffing now! Come on, big guy

Only linghuchong, who was not frightened by Jiangning's invincible, stabbed Jiangning with his own Qinggang sword with endless hatred.

Compared with the Huayin Valley war a few years ago, Linghu Chong's swordsmanship and internal power are too deep, but his point in Jiangning's eyes is naturally nothing.

Jiangning raised his eyelids, looked at Linghu Chong, which can be called the most powerful sword in the period of supernatural communication, and laughed. He was about to send out countless icy swords to kill Linghu Chong. However, when he inadvertently glanced at the attention of others, Jiangning took back his ice sword. Instead, he was insincerely stabbed in the right chest by Linghu Chong's Qinggang sword. 、、.。

www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!