At this time, the sky above had become a whirlpool of power.
The battle above has entered a fierce stage.
The nine martial saints are united and fighting against the current national master of Da Li, and their path has no limit.
Fang Yi now knows the true identity of Dao Wuya, who is the fourth self of the national master, the evil self.
No wonder Fang Yi felt something was different about this national master before.
Fang Yi had met the Imperial Master once before, when he was personally received by Yun Wuji and Emperor Taiping.
At that time, Fang Yi felt that Dao Wuya, the old silver coin, was watching him from behind. Moreover, it was a creepy feeling that he was being watched. Fang Yi was aware of it at that time. He suspected that this old silver coin was watching him from behind. He was secretly plotting against himself, but Fang Yi had no evidence at the time, so he could only vaguely feel that this was the case.
Now that Fang Yi knows all this, he can naturally understand that this is it.
Damn this old silver coin is probably secretly preparing to devour or seize him.
Bastard, you are plotting against me. It would be better if you die here today.
The evil self of the Imperial Preceptor is completely the sinful side of the Imperial Preceptor. All the negative emotions and evil thoughts of the Imperial Preceptor are concentrated on the Dao Wuya in front of him.
This Dao Wuya is not only an old silver coin, but also a bad guy.
Fang Yi climbed out of the pit quietly at this time, and no one noticed anything strange.
There are tens of thousands of mining slaves here, standing there looking blankly at the sky above. There are so many people that no one will notice a person crawling out from under the pit.
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The battle was extremely fierce, half of Dao Wuya's body was blown away, and half of his body was still alive, but he still tried his best to block the crazy attacks of the nine great martial saints.
The Nine Martial Saints are the pinnacle of martial arts in the world. They have reached the pinnacle in terms of strength and the excavation of physical treasures.
It stands to reason that a martial artist who has reached the ultimate level can fight against an eighth-grade Taoist master, but now these nine vulgar martial artists cannot defeat a Dao Wuya?
They let it go.
Fang Yi was a little surprised at this time. This was simply unbelievable. It was just a joke.
The ninth grade of martial arts cannot beat the eighth grade of Taoist sect. If this news spreads out, others will laugh out loud. It is not known whether the strong man of Taoist sect is too strong or the vulgar martial artist is too weak.
Counting it all together, several hours have passed since the battle of Dragon Veins. The nine vulgar warriors should have hammered Dao Wuya until he was almost dead.
When Fang Yi comes out now, what he should see is Dao Wuya's body, not half of Dao Wuya's body.
loser! !
Fang Yi cursed secretly in his heart, these nine vulgar warriors really failed to live up to their expectations, and there was nothing else he could say.
And then there was watching them fight.
But as he looked at it, Fang Yi felt something was wrong. It was wrong. Why was there only Dao Wuya and Yun Wuji? ?
Where has Yun Wuji gone?
Didn't I say before that there is also a national master in Yun Wuji's body? That is the false self of the national master.
I didn't see Yun Wuji here. Yun Wuji must be hiding in the dark, trying to keep the oriole behind.
The battle became more intense, and the actions of the nine martial saints were an ultimate collision of power, full of the pleasure of violent aesthetics.
Punch after punch, each punch heavier than the last, who can imagine the pleasure of punching to the flesh.
The punches landed on Dao Wuya's body one after another. Each punch exploded Dao Wuya's body into pieces, but the next moment, Dao Wuya's body condensed into shape again.
The strong men of the Taoist sect are not physically strong enough, so naturally they cannot compare with these vulgar warriors, nor can they withstand the indiscriminate bombardment of these vulgar warriors.
Those who are strong in the Taoist sect are strong in their souls. After cultivating the Nascent Soul at the sixth level, they can leave the Nascent Soul and become immortal.
At the eighth level of Taixu, the soul can cultivate the power of chaos. When it reaches this state, it is somewhat similar to the immortality of the eighth level warrior. If the power of chaos is not exhausted, the Taoist monks will not die.
With the bombardment of punches, Dao Wuya's body was damaged again and again, and then recovered again and again. But at this time, when he freed his hands, he carved out powerful formations one after another, and took out from his arms. The power of runes one after another continued to blast towards the nine martial saints above.
Finally, after fighting like this for a long time, Dao Wuya could no longer hold on. His whole body could no longer fully recover. At this time, every time he was blown to pieces, Dao Wuya could only condense a piece of energy again. Come with a head, which is your own head.
Until, at a certain moment, Dao Wuya couldn't even condense his own head. At this time, he howled miserably: "Help me quickly!!"
The Nine Martial Saints were startled at this moment, what? This Dao Wuya actually has helpers. It's impossible. You know, they have investigated before. There is no one around with more powerful power. It is impossible for Dao Wuya to have helpers.
But Dao Wuya shouted out at this time, and naturally he had something to rely on. The nine martial saints looked at each other, and immediately separated two martial saints, and began to patrol the surroundings, for fear that someone would secretly take away the dragon vein above.
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"Your Highness, are we going to take action now??" The head of the Night Watch Department asked again at this time: "If we don't take action, the Imperial Master may not be able to hold on..."
"Why are you panicking??" Yun Wuji's expression remained unchanged at this time, but he also had thoughts in his heart. From the beginning to now, they have been able to hide it well. It can be said that they have been hiding it for a long time. They saw Zhudao Wuya, one against nine, was already so powerful that it couldn't be any more powerful. It can be said to have shocked everyone.
And once it was sustained, it lasted several hours.
This Dao Wuya is really strong, but it also shows from the side that the nine great martial saints are really useless. Sure enough, the master is right. The nine great martial saints are not the real martial saints. If they are the real martial saints, a Martial Saint, with a snap of his fingers, he can kill countless people.
Waste Martial Saint.
Yun Wuji was complaining in his heart at this moment. In his belly, the person in his belly spoke at this time: "Get ready, that loser Dao Wuya may not be able to hold on. He can't hold on. The two of us, not the nine A useless opponent."
The man in the belly finally decided to take action at this time. They had hidden and delayed for a long enough time. If they were waiting to see Dao Wuya die, the ownership of the dragon vein must have nothing to do with them, so they took action at this time. is the best choice.
Hearing that the man in his belly decided to take action, Yun Wuji immediately became excited. Was he finally going to experience a battle between strong men again?
Can you finally let the strength belonging to the eighth-grade Taoist monk come to you again?
This feeling is so addictive.
It's just a pity that when Master's power comes to my body, I can only passively accept it and cannot flexibly control it independently. If only I could control it, all this would be my power.
Thinking of this, Yun Wuji couldn't help but think: "It would be great if I could devour Master."
A strange smile appeared at the corner of Yun Wuji's mouth. Ever since he felt his master come to him and use his eighth-grade body to solve the problems he encountered at that time, Yun Wuji could not restrain himself from having this idea. .
And once this idea arises, it cannot be contained. It quickly begins to expand and continues to expand. In the end, this idea is now filling my mind.
Master, Master, the value and significance of your existence is not great anymore. If you can make some more contributions to my disciples, I will definitely be grateful to you, and your life will be full of value.
"Get ready to take action." Yun Wuji secretly said to the head of the Night Watch Department at this time.
The head of the Night Watch Department nodded at this time, and his lover also smiled and said: "How are you, are you ready to take action?"
"Are you ready to accept my violent power??" The man in the belly laughed loudly at this time: "Accept my power, your combat power will soar a hundred times. You are only eighth grade now, but once you accept my With the power, I guarantee that you can soar to the realm of ninth-grade Martial Saint. You can at least fight two of these trashes one by one, and I will help you secretly. When the time comes, I will use means to confuse their minds, and even At critical moments, I will help you devour one or two."
The head of the Night Watch Department looked a little hesitant at this time. He was not sure what he would become once the monster in his body gave him power.
But what he said, once you accept his power, your strength will instantly increase a hundred times. He believes this. He has felt such terrifying power before.
It was also a very arousing feeling. It was too powerful, and violent power would fill his body. Even when he was at his most powerful, he felt that his body might be burst.
But this feeling can become addictive. Later, the boss finds that he will even lose his mind and even feel an incomparable desire for human blood.
This is poison, addictive, but also harmful.
"Why, you don't want to??" The man in the belly sneered and said: "You are just too cowardly. What are you afraid of? Now is the time for you to show off. Let your master see that you can definitely help your master share his worries. , this is the greatest help you can give your master as a subordinate."
The man in his belly continued to be seductive and said: "Look at the strength of the nine of them and the surging energy and blood in their bodies. Don't you like it? Don't you want to try it? I promise, you will know the essence of martial arts after you taste it once." Blood is simply a treasure..."
"Stop talking nonsense, let's take action!!" The commander's body suddenly rose up, and he suddenly participated in the battlefield. The terrifying power instantly crawled all over his body. All the veins and muscles all over his body bulged out instantly. It was terrifying. The power quickly filled the whole body of the commander.
"Boom!!" The Master gathered his strength and punched one of the two Martial Saints. This punch was comparable to that of a ninth-grade Martial Saint.
He absorbed the power of the person in his belly, and his combat power soared in an instant. At this time, he had already reached the realm of the ninth-grade Martial Saint.
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There was a hint of surprise in Yun Wuji's eyes, but immediately he felt that his consciousness was rapidly compressing, and finally only a trace of consciousness was left, and suddenly there was a lot of terrifying power in his body. The power enveloped him instantly.
Yun Wuji's eyes suddenly turned scarlet, and his body turned into nothingness. In just the blink of an eye, he took action and hit another Martial Saint above.
The battle situation became chaotic in an instant, but it also became clearer.
With the addition of the head of the Night Watch Division and Yun Wuji, the battle became more and more intense, and Dao Wuya finally had time to take a breath.
"Why, why can't I feel the aura of Emperor Taiping!!" Dao Wuya looked around at this moment, but in the end he couldn't sense the aura of dragon luck on Emperor Taiping.
If Emperor Taiping was there, he, Dao Wuya, could naturally activate the dragon luck in Emperor Taiping to assist him in fighting. He would never lose so badly. Until now, even his own physical body could not be completely condensed.
But for some reason, he could no longer feel Emperor Taiping's aura.
"Kill!" Dao Wuya had suppressed a lot of anger, and now he vented it out. With two helpers, three against nine, which is equivalent to a one against three situation. It's not a big problem. These nine losers can still You should be damned if you dare to covet dragon veins! !
Some people died, but not completely...
