Fantasy: The Path Of The Villain

The moment the black umbrella opened, the surrounding space froze suddenly, and everything stood still, as if the pause button had been pressed.

Whether it was the lightning-fast Ziyang divine light, the Purple divine thunder leaked from the divine sword in Wang Wu's hands, or she herself, she could only stand still, while her face still maintained the previous indifferent expression.

Only in her indifferent eyes, there was a bit of fierce light shining.

At this time, everything in Fang Yuan Wanli was imprisoned by a mysterious force and stood still.

In this space, the world is so quiet and peaceful that only Su Yi, the umbrella holder, can move freely.

Seeing Wang Wushuang who was holding the sword motionless, Su Yi had a smile in his eyes, and after taking back the somewhat incomplete sword in his hand, he went around to Wang Wushuang, and whispered in her ear: "Qi Luoxuan Black Umbrella, the ultimate level of confinement Magic Treasures in the Heavenly God Realm."

"As long as your strength has not reached the level of the gods, you can only be imprisoned here obediently. Of course, there are no restrictions, at most half an hour."

At this time, Wang Wushuang seemed to be able to hear what he said, and a ray of purple light suddenly flashed in her eyes that were fixed on her eyes. imprisoned fate.

Seeing this scene, Su Yi nodded thoughtfully: "The Ziyang ancient scroll is certainly good, but unfortunately, whether it's divine power or soul power, you can't breakthrough or surpass the shackles of the gods in an instant. .”

The Cultivation Technique practiced by Wang Wushuang is inherited from her mother's Ziyang ancient scroll, which is an ancient book with fragments of pages that her mother obtained from an extremely dangerous and secret fairyland mansion.

Sunrise in the east, a ray of Ziyang.

This ancient scroll is suspected to be the same as the immortal scriptures of the Immortal Dao Palace. It has supreme power and a slight possibility of becoming an immortal, so Wang Wushuang's mother took the lead in practicing it, and seeing the effect was good, she let the young Wushuang practiced Ziyang ancient scroll directly.

This scroll method, in addition to having a very strong ability to improve cultivation, improve the original Spirit Power of its own Constitution and Enhancement, it also has the power of heavenly power that is more powerful than the power of thunder, that is, a ray of Ziyang is equivalent to three times the power of thunder Power.

The power of thunder itself is extremely destructive, and this Ziyang is much stronger than it, which is enough to show how powerful Rare of the ancient scroll and the people who created this Cultivation Technique are.

Thinking back to the present, when Su Yi had just finished recalling the Cultivation Technique about the Ziyang ancient scroll, Wang Wushuang next to her suddenly burst out with purple raging flames, immediately enveloping her originally imprisoned body.

Seeing this, Su Yi didn't respond immediately, but watched her with great interest after the mutation happened. After all, no matter how she escaped and resisted, she still couldn't surpass the realm of gods.

At the same time, there was a breaking sound in the originally silent space around, followed by several White space cracks, which quickly extended outward from Wang Wushuang's Ziyang Excalibur.

Finally, with a click, the spatial confinement placed by Su Yi was instantly broken.

At this time, Wang Wushuang, who had broken through the prison, swung his strongest blow at him without even thinking about it. After the previous condensation and compression, all the power burst out in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, a ray of purple light struck towards Su Yi, who was motionless beside him, as fast as lightning.

"Ziyang Nirvana Slash!"

With a distance of less than one meter, the Purple light passed through his figure in an instant and reached the sky. Even the clouds above Nine Heavens pierced a big hole, as if the sky had been pierced inexplicably. .

"Did you avoid it?" Looking at the motionless figure in front of him, Wang Wushuang let out a breath, then squinted his eyes and put away the Ziyang Excalibur, "You can't just stand and let me Really cut it?"

While speaking, the coldness in his eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by calmness and indifference.

The motionless figure in front of her quickly faded away, and as the sound spread, Su Yi suddenly appeared beside her out of thin air.

"That's not okay. How can someone stand and get beaten when they fight? Have you ever done it?"

When Wang Wushuang heard this, he immediately said calmly: "Yes, those brothers or cousins ​​in the family are all allowed to be beaten by me. Of course, I can't beat some of them."

"You are based on the situation of unequal strength. How can there be a powerful person standing up for you to fight for no reason? No."

It's okay not to say, Su Yiyi said that there is no reason, Wang Wushuang raised his eyebrows immediately, and the purple inflammation around him that was about to subside rose again, and snorted coldly: "What is no reason? You hurt Linglong first."

Seeing her fold her hands on her chest, staring at herself fiercely with a stern face, Su Yi felt a little helpless, then spread her hands and said, "Isn't it okay for me to explain? How about I coax you like before?"

"No." After she finished speaking, she flew into the distance, not planning to talk to this man who concealed such a serious matter.

Although she met Linglong and asked about specific matters before, she did not show much grievance or sadness, and even explained and defended Su Yi.

Even Wang Wushuang knew that there must be other things to hide, but she still wanted to vent her anger on Linglong.

Not to mention being able to kill Su Yi with a sword, at least he would have to lie down for ten days and a half a month, but the result now is that he didn't even hurt a single hair on Su Yi, the gap between the two is too big.

Watching Wang Wushuang leave alone in a fit of anger, Su Yi smiled and closed the Qiluoxuan black umbrella in his hand, the surrounding space began to rotate again, and time also flowed synchronously.

The slow dissipation of Ziyang's divine light, the chaotic Spirit Power began to tend to balance, and a strand of hair that had stopped in the air also drifted away with the wind until it floated in front of Su Yi's eyes.

"This Ziyang ancient scroll is really amazing. When it is used to the extreme and then covers the whole body, it can avoid the constraints of space. Is it because of the Cultivation Technique or the divine power of Ziyang? Do you want to take it and have a look?"

Su Yi looked at the strand of hair floating in front of her eyes, wiped it out with a light breath, and at the same time analyzed the Ziyang ancient scroll.

The ancient Ziyang scroll practiced by Wang Wushuang is indeed capable of competing with the sacred scriptures of immortality at present, and he can just take it over and observe it. There may be one more hole card, even if there are other restrictions. Cultivation can also increase some knowledge.

It is even possible for him to spy on why the world has never appeared again, and the matter of becoming a fairy!