"Um?!"
There was a sound of surprise on the red gold battleship, and the next moment, a bright sword light shot into the sky.
Hee hee hee…
The killing light that flooded the past was torn apart in an instant, and the power of the seal was also defeated at the same time.
Mu Bei's eyes moved slightly.
He is worthy of being a strong man in the tenth realm of Huang Ting, not bad.
Very strong!
Eleven middle-aged people walked off the red gold battleship, followed by the others, with faces full of surprise, confusion, wariness and coldness.
The eleven middle-aged men looked at Mu Bei. One of them, a middle-aged man in brown robe, stepped forward and said, "You carved the formation at this place in advance. Did you know from our soldiers that we would come from here? Where are our soldiers now?" ?”
At this moment, the eleven people felt something strange!
Very weird!
Mu Bei stretched out a finger and pointed downward.
The eleven people looked down, and the other Kuijie monks also looked down, and then their expressions changed drastically.
The entire tomb hill was full of corpses, and the blood and water formed a river. They were all Kuijie monks, the same two groups of soldiers who had attacked before!
"Damn it! How could this happen? How could it happen?!"
The monks from Wankui Realm were extremely shocked and angry at this moment.
The eleven middle-aged men stared at Mu Bei: "It's you!"
Just now, when they arrived, they were faced with an intensive killing force as soon as they arrived, and they were at a height of thousands of feet. They did not notice the situation below for a while. When they saw this scene, they were all furious.
No wonder the two groups of soldiers who came over before did not report the battle situation. It turned out that it was not that they had forgotten, but that everyone was killed!
No chance to report back on the battle situation!
Whoosh!
The middle-aged man in brown robe disappeared from the spot and appeared in front of Mu Bei the next moment. He raised his hand and transformed into a dragon handprint, grabbing at Mu Bei's throat.
Divine energy roars with momentum like the sea!
Mu Bei raised his hand a little, and the power of the ban suppressed the dragon's big hand seal. A large number of Pilian were killed and then gathered together to meet the opponent.
The next moment, the two collide!
laugh!
There was a soft sound and the paw prints shattered.
The middle-aged man in brown robe gave a cold shout, and ten deserted courtyards emerged instantly, spinning upwards, and instantly shattered the power of confinement and the power of killing.
He pointed his right hand and the sword a little north towards Mu: "Go!"
The ten deserted courtyards were filled with light, suppressing Xiang Mubei.
Although Mu Bei's cultivation level was only in the Nirvana realm, the killing formation and forbidden formation engraved here were very strong, and he knew that he should not underestimate Mu Bei.
Mu Bei raised his hand to form a formation seal and slowly pressed it down.
With this pressure, a waterfall of killing people fell from the high altitude in an instant.
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The ten deserted courtyards where the brown-robed middle-aged man was sacrificed were submerged.
The two sides collided violently, causing a roar and a roar.
Evenly matched!
The middle-aged man in brown robe had a gloomy look on his face: "You are only a man of Nirvana cultivation, but you actually managed to draw with me with your formation skills. You are stronger than I imagined!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Bei shook his hand.
With this grip, the power of the seal boiled around him.
As the power of the ban boiled, the ten deserted courtyards instantly trembled, became blurred, and then were torn apart by a waterfall of killing people in one fell swoop.
boom!
The middle-aged man in brown robe suddenly retired.
With this retreat, he retreated more than a hundred feet away.
"Lord Junhou!"
Everyone in Kuijie changed their colors.
The middle-aged man in brown robe is a war lord of the Zikui Dynasty. He has cultivated in the ten realms of Nirvana. Now he makes a move, but he is repulsed by Mu Bei.
Even the other ten war lords had their pupils shrinking slightly when they saw this scene.
On the Source World side, everyone was shocked and respectful.
Strong!
Mubei is too strong!
Even the strong men in the tenth realm of Huangting are no match!
"As expected of a big brother, he shines brightly!"
The three-headed yellow ape said excitedly.
At this time, Mu Bei looked at the middle-aged man in brown robe: "A peace?"
The middle-aged man in brown robe suddenly had a grim look on his face: "You barely managed to defeat me once, but you are so proud?!"
boom!
The violent divine energy rushed up, and ten desolate courts emerged again, and then, a seven-foot battle spear was summoned by him.
Wild level treasure weapon!
Excellent level!
As soon as the seven-foot war gun came out, his momentum surged.
"Don't take any action from any of you, I'm going to kill this bastard with my own hands!"
He said ferociously.
Staring at Mu Bei, he walked over step by step. Every step he took caused dense cracks to appear in the void under his feet.
The next moment, he swung his war spear and stabbed Mu Bei with a leap. Ten deserted courtyards surrounded the war spear.
With this stab, the space collapsed!
The power of the gun is terrifying!
It is about twice as powerful as simply sacrificing ten desolate courts!
Mu Bei raised his hand, and the Netherworld Sword came out. The powerful sealing power and killing power gathered on the Netherworld Sword, piercing the opponent like thunder and lightning!
The tip of the sword collided with the tip of the spear.
clang!
The sound of harsh metal came out, the sword tip and the spear tip were in a stalemate, and the divine energy exploded, sweeping out a hurricane of destruction.
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On par!
However, the next moment, the middle-aged man in brown robe suddenly trembled violently, and a small half of his soul body emerged from his body.
The brown-haired middle-aged man's face suddenly changed, and he stared at the Netherworld Sword: "The power of seizing souls! This sword..."
Mu Bei pointed his sword at the same time, held his sword in the air, and stabbed forward fiercely!
Click!
The seven-foot battle spear was torn into pieces, and then, the Netherworld Sword, carrying the infinite killing power and sealing power, stimulated the brown-robed middle-aged man.
Coming soon!
The middle-aged man in brown robe was horrified and wanted to pull away and retreat, but his soul was shaken out by the soul-stirring power of the Netherworld Sword, and he was unable to move for a while.
"help me!"
he shouted to ten other middle-aged men.
The ten middle-aged men naturally moved instantly and took action at the same time, slapping Mu Bei with their palms.
Mu Bei waved his hand, and a large number of killing people swept over, facing ten people with the power of sealing, and intercepted ten people.
next moment……
puff!
The Nether Sword passed through the chest of the brown-robed middle-aged man, directly nailed the opponent's soul body to the sword and dragged it out, swallowing it instantly.
"No!"
A horrified and desperate shout came from the sword, and then there was no movement.
"Lord Junhou!"
Everyone in Kuijie was shocked.
A war lord from their Kui realm was killed by Mu Bei in an instant!
how so? !
The ten middle-aged men then smashed their horses to pieces and practiced the power of killing and banning. Seeing this scene, all of them suddenly widened their eyes with anger.
"evil creature!"
With a loud roar, ten people attacked Mubei at the same time, each summoning top-level desolate-level treasures, and supporting ten desolate courts.
They are all in the Ten Realms of Desolate Court!
Boom!
The ten powerful people from the ten realms of Huangting combined together, and the power they unleashed was terrifying, instantly sealing off all the space around Mubei.
Mu Bei was not given any room to dodge.
Mu Bei said: "This is the situation, and you just came here to kill ten people. Why don't you look down on me? Come with me!"
Keng!
The Nether Sword flew to the center of dozens of prison-opening formations and dozens of Pinglan Forbidden Formations, and used the power of these hundreds of formations to spread the power of soul-stirring to a radius of tens of thousands of feet, and then, mixed with soul-stirring The power of the killing force and the power of ban enveloped everyone in Kuijie.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the Source Realm was excited.
"Brother, you are so domineering! You are so pretentious. After the perfect score, I will give you another hundred points! Brother, it's okay for you to be proud!"
The golden eagle roared, looking excited.
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