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White true energy burst out from Zhuang Yuanzhou's hands, transforming into thousands of thin threads, which covered the whole sky and earth and entangled with this creature.

These white threads flickered with a faint white light, and even the surrounding deathly energy could not shake them. In the blink of an eye, they appeared around this creature, blocking all the space around him.

"Lock!"

Zhuang Yuanzhou let out a low shout, and the white silk threads in the sky suddenly tightened, binding the creature tightly in them. The true energy contained in the white silk threads suppressed all the death energy around the black armor.

Ye Chen, who was far away, saw the black-armored creature wrapped tightly in white silk threads and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Is this Wudang's unique martial art, the Thousand Silk Hands? It does have some mysteries."

Ye Chen murmured to himself, he didn't know much about Wudang's unique skills, but the Thousand Silk Hands was also very famous in the martial arts world.

It is rumored that the grand master of Wudang made Wudang famous with his Thousand Silk Hands.

Once the Thousand Silk Hands are released, even a half-body strong man will find it difficult to escape its power.

"Wudang's Thousand Silk Hands can actually suppress this creature?"

Yu Shaorong and others showed a hint of joy on their faces.

If this black-armored creature can be suppressed by the Thousand Silk Hands, then they will most likely be able to seal this creature.

There is no need to seal him for too long. Just sealing him for a while is enough to get them out of here.

Just as everyone's faces showed surprise, the black-armored creature roared, and a thick aura of death burst out, and the white silk threads wrapped around its body began to vibrate.

Strands of black light gradually seeped into the white threads.

"Not good, this Thousand Silk Hands cannot completely suppress this black-armored creature."

When Qiu Zizhen saw this, his face changed and he subconsciously growled.

As Qiu Zizhen finished speaking, the terrifying black death energy exploded like a tide. The Thousand Silk Hands released by Zhuang Yuanzhou were completely unable to withstand the thick death energy and were instantly dispersed.

"No, the death energy in this black-armored creature is too strong. With my true energy, I can't suppress the other party's death energy."

Zhuang Yuanzhou's face turned pale, and he was shocked by the deathly aura released by the black-armored creature and retreated repeatedly. The breath in his body became a little disordered.

Although the strength displayed by this black-armored creature is only close to the divine realm, the death energy released by the other party is definitely comparable to that of an ordinary divine realm being.

For someone like Zhuang Yuanzhou who is not even at the top of the demigod realm, it would be difficult for him to go head-on with this black-armored creature.

"Roar!"

The black-armored creature roared at the crowd once more, and black flames seemed to be burning in its eyes. The death energy around it began to boil, transforming into black ghosts that rushed towards the crowd.

Qiu Zizheng took a deep breath, and the internal energy in his body surged. He took a step forward, and his whole body seemed to rise into the air. His feet walked in the void, as if he was climbing a ladder to heaven.

With every step Qiu Zizheng took, the aura emanating from him became stronger.

After taking nine steps in a row, Qiu Zizheng's aura became extremely strong and turned into a golden vortex, protecting his body inside.

The violent true energy rolled wildly, cutting the surrounding death energy into pieces.

The next moment, a golden light flashed on Qiu Zizheng's right hand, and an ancient long sword appeared in his hand.

"Nine steps into the sky, one sword to fight the god!"

Qiu Zizheng let out a low roar, and all the energy in his body poured into the sword in his hand. Dragon roars roared out from the sword.

On both sides of the sword, there appeared the shadows of a golden dragon and a tiger respectively. The dragon's roar and the tiger's roar echoed each other, and an extremely domineering force emanated from the sword.

The surrounding deathly air was instantly melted away by the sword energy after it came into contact with the sword energy emitted by the long sword.

With Qiu Zizheng and the black-armored creature as the center, all the black air within a radius of ten meters was purified completely.

The next moment, Qiu Zizheng swung the sword in his hand and slashed directly at the black-armored creature.

The terrifying golden sword energy seemed to tear the world apart. The dazzling golden light burst out, dyeing the deathly aura within a radius of dozens of miles with a touch of gold.

A domineering aura spread out, and the other dead things in the center of the basin also sensed the threat of this aura and began to become restless.

The black-armored creature seemed to feel the threat of the sword, and the death energy in its body suddenly boiled over. Then, the black-armored creature opened its mouth wide and blew out a black evil energy towards the golden sword energy.

This black evil energy was extremely pure, as dark as the water of the Netherworld. Wherever it passed, the space seemed to be frozen.

Under the gaze of everyone, these two forces collided with each other.

Boom!

A terrifying roar suddenly erupted, and the violent energy turned into a strong wind, sweeping towards the surroundings.

A large amount of death energy was aroused and gathered into a large storm, sweeping in all directions.

Qiu Zizheng's whole body was emitting a bright light, and the protective armor around him resisted the escaping energy. He swung the sword in his hand hard, directly cutting the black evil spirit in two, and then the sword energy slashed directly at the head of the black-armored creature.

At this desperate moment, the black-armored creature nimbly moved to the side, and the long sword that was originally aimed at his head hit his shoulder directly, and cut directly through the gap in the armor on his shoulder.

"Roar!"

The black-armored creature roared angrily, and his entire left arm was almost cut off by Qiu Zizheng's sword.

At the critical moment, the black-armored creature didn't care about his badly injured left hand at all, and his right hand suddenly grabbed towards Qiu Zizheng's heart.

Qiu Zizheng's face changed. At this time, it was impossible for him to exchange injuries with the black-armored creature. He pulled out the sword in his hand with force and retreated to the back.

"This Qiuzi is really well hidden. He actually has such a magical power. The long sword in his hand is not simple either. It should be the Dragon Tiger Sword, the treasure of Longhu Mountain."

Ye Chen looked at the long sword in Qiu Zizhen's hand, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes: "Even the Dragon Tiger Sword, the treasure of Longhu Mountain, was brought to this ancient battlefield. Qiu Zizhen is indeed well prepared this time."

It was able to severely injure the black-armored creature and even almost cut off its left arm. There is absolutely no doubt about the power of the Dragon-Tiger Sword.

I'm afraid that even a demigod who has tempered his body cannot withstand the power of the Dragon-Tiger Sword.

As the headmaster of Mount Longhu, Qiu Zizhen's strength should not be underestimated.

"Everyone, this black-armored creature has been severely injured. Take this opportunity to seal him here."

Ku Ji watched Qiu Zizhen severely injure the black-armored creature, and a look of joy suddenly appeared on his face. He clasped his hands together, and brilliant Buddhist energy burst out, transforming into a golden swastika in the air, which enveloped the black-armored creature.