"It turned out to be Chengzhan's deputy," the old Taoist Qingpao also remembered and sighed, "After the Demon Emperor Chengzhan disappeared, the Wumen disappeared. I thought that the inheritance had been cut off long ago, but I didn't expect that he is still in the world."
Mulu snorted coldly, looked at Jian Wumu, and sneered: "After Master Chengzhan disappeared, I was forced by the power of Empress Wu to lead my disciples to abandon the station and retreat to the Miao territory. Who would have expected that I would unexpectedly learn that Jian Hai was there?" The plan here was that Jian Hai and Donghuang Taiyi conspired to cause our Wumen to flee from Miao territory. I will never forget this debt."
Shi Chishang was listening to Mulu's words. Zhong Wudi, who had just joined him, whispered: "We were captured by him and added poison to the earth veins here. I also added some ingredients. This man absorbed the poison into his body." The essence of blood contains poison, and now the strength is very low. If you want to kill him, now is the best time!"
Although his voice was soft, Yu Hualong and others were just a few meters in front. How could they not hear it? Several twelfth-level people glanced at each other, and then jumped up in unison and faced Jian Wu on the high platform. Mu rushed over.
At this time, there were eight people at the twelfth level on everyone's side. Among them, Yu Hualong, Ye Qianshui, Shen Zhongyuan, and Lei Bao were all at the peak of the twelfth level. The moment they joined forces to attack, the surging energy instantly flooded the canyon, and the sword waves surged. The force of the fist split the air, and it was cold for ten miles. An ancient seal turned into a mountain and fell into the air.
Seeing many Twelfth Levels taking action, although Jian Wumu was still coughing up blood, there was a somewhat proud sneer in his eyes.
I didn't see him move. On the wide open palace door behind me, the qilin carved on the fire clouds and the sea of flames was suddenly shrouded in red light, and then I heard a roar that sounded like a horse but not a horse, not like a dragon but not a dragon. In the canyon, first a billowing cloud of fire appeared from the palace door, rolling out and then a red unicorn, as transparent as glass, riding on the clouds riding on the flames, with four heads also appearing from the palace wall. The giant totem beast that came out passed over the heads of Jian Wumu and others, and faced the attack of Yu Hualong and others.
Amidst the rumbling sound, except for the old man in green robe who only swayed his body, Yu Hualong and others snorted slightly and flew backwards in a slightly embarrassed manner.
Of course, the five phantom ferocious beasts blocking them were also knocked back by the opposing force. Except for the Qilin, which shook a little and was still standing in the air, the other four ferocious beasts cracked their bodies as they retreated and quickly disintegrated into blazing flames. Being sucked into the body by Qilin, the flames around the body became more raging, and the originally transparent body also became faintly solid.
"Another disgusting method!" Mulu frowned and snorted, "It absorbs energy and exists. Unless your true spirit is broken, as long as the attack contains energy, you can be resurrected indefinitely."
The Qilin said nothing, but silently absorbed the flames, floating outside the high platform, blocking the way for everyone to attack Jian Wumu.
The green-robed Taoist stared at it for a long time, then suddenly said: "This is not the true body, it's just a puppet with a little imprint on it."
"That's what you are saying," Shen Zhongyuan looked at the burnt Taoist robe and said with a bitter smile, "That is also a puppet at the Heaven level!"
When Shi Chishang heard the words "Ascend to Heaven Realm", he thought they sounded familiar, and suddenly remembered that this was the same level as the Ghost Path Ji Ming Stage, which was beyond the twelfth level and was considered the thirteenth level.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the Qilin with twitching eyes, a puppet of the thirteenth level, four ferocious beasts that could rival the peak of the twelfth level. This Jianwu Mu Zhente's mother is worthy of being the second generation, I just came out and had nothing to do, but I had these five powerful bodyguards.
oh! There was also Dai Zhou, who was squeezed out by the beasts and could only stay at the end. This was also a strong man in the Sea Palm stage.
The old Taoist in Qingpao who also heard Shen Zhongyuan's words snorted coldly, with a stern look on his old face, and said in a deep voice: "I'll deal with this beast, you guys kill this bastard quickly!" Before he finished speaking, the old Taoist seemed to have untied his hands. With his own suppression, a majestic power suddenly rose from his body.
At this moment, Shi Chishang had the illusion that the originally wide canyon suddenly became extremely narrow, because when the old man in green robe fully showed his strength, the canyon could not accommodate his existence.
"Go out and fight!"
The moment he released his energy, the old man in green robe suddenly roared violently, flicked his sleeves, and an extremely powerful force suddenly swept out, pulling the unicorn puppet soaring into the sky with him, smashing the rock. At the top, there was only a continuous sound of rumbling, and it was estimated that they rushed out of the underground and went to fight in the outside world.
"Do it!"
Seeing Qilin being taken away by the old Taoist in green robes, Yu Hualong immediately gave a sharp shout, the Yin and Yang Soul Realm quickly unfolded, the sword light flashed in his sleeve, and a long sword filled with Yin and Yang Qi stabbed out, and a massive amount of Yin and Yang Qi came from all directions. Swirling around, constantly rushing towards the blade, facing Jian Wumu, the second generation cultivator, he had gone all out.
Clang! As the clanging sound resounded throughout the world, a fierce green beast that rushed forward had already bumped into the sword blade. Although it successfully knocked the sword away, a bloody mark was cut on its own head, and it roared again. Fall to the ground.
At the same time as Yu Hualong took action, Shen Zhongyuan waved his sleeves and played out thirty-six black and white chess pieces, which transformed into thousands of stars in the air, flowing together like a river of stars, and actually separated the many ferocious beasts around Jian Wumu out of thin air.
boom! Ao Han stepped on the ground, his white clothes shaking rapidly, and he had already crossed hundreds of distances. He slapped Jian Wumu with a palm. Before he could exhale the energy from his palm, a biting coldness had already swept across the world. Water vapor condensed like frost and snow, covering the air. Huge high platform.
Faced with Ao Han's thunderous palm, Jian Wumu was isolated and helpless by the galaxy. Although his face was pale and the blood stains on the corners of his lips had not been wiped off, for some reason, he actually showed a faint sinister smile.
In the midst of lightning and flint, Ao Han's palm had already landed on Jian Wumu's chest, but before the sharp and cold palm force could be spit out, Jian Wumu's body suddenly erupted with a ferocious murderous intention that smelled of endless blood. , and then heard Ao Han let out a pitiful roar, and his whole body fell back like a piece of waste. The right arm that he had just stretched out was also blown into half, and even broken bones could be seen in the bloody wound.
Ao Han was suddenly seriously injured and retreated. Ye Qianshui and others who had just approached suddenly changed their expressions. Li Ran and another Taoist disciple Tianjie were still hesitating, but Ye Qianshui thrust out his sword without hesitation, and the sword light was agile. , the horizontal strike split into tens of millions in an instant, like a breeze blowing by, and wisps of clouds and smoke rolled up, quietly but fiercely attacking Wumu.
Thousands of sword energy rolled in, but suddenly shattered within a few centimeters of Jian Wumu's body. Along with the bloody murderous intention, a ball of blood-like red light also surged out of Jian Wumu's body, blocking it one after another. After Ao Han and Ye Qianshui's offensive, the red light twisted several times and turned into a set of armor covered with ferocious spikes, wrapping Jian Wumu's entire body without any gaps.
"Ningtian Armor?!"
Seeing the blood-colored armor, Ye Qianshui took a deep breath, and his body dissipated in an instant. He escaped from the thousands of sword energy that was bounced back, and gathered his figure again dozens of meters away, staring at Jian Wumu with a solemn face. .
Jian Hai left behind three treasures during his lifetime, all three of which were owned by his previous life as the God of Punishment. The Xuanyan Punishment Suo specializes in imprisoning the soul, body and energy. The Nine Punishment Hammers can break tens of millions of restrictions. The final Ningtian Armor is unparalleled in defense.
Although it is said that Jian Wumu only has Mahayana cultivation, and his strength is greatly reduced due to the severe poison, he is already invincible by controlling the Ningtian Armor with blood induction.
Ye Qianshui was frowning. The galaxy formation set up by Shen Zhongyuan had been broken through by the beasts. In addition to the four cyan beasts, there were thousands of beasts of different sizes.
"Fish turns into a dragon, Thunderstorm, and Headmaster Shen, let's deal with one each, and the rest..." Ye Qianshui said this, his words stopped, and then he gritted his teeth and said, "The others will deal with the remaining ferocious beasts, and you run away quickly. !" The last words were naturally addressed to the cultivators who could not wait until Shi Chishang reached the twelfth level.
It's just that this place is deep underground, and the rock layer above the head is not very thick. Even at the eleventh level, it is not easy to break through the rock formation and escape to the ground under the obstruction of the beasts, let alone the eleventh level here. But there are only a few people, and the rest are weaker practitioners.
Without waiting for anyone to reply, the beasts swarmed out and completely submerged the dozens of surviving cultivators.
Seeing the beasts charging towards him, Shi Chishang felt a chill on the back of his head, his soul power flowing, and a pair of brilliant wings of light suddenly spread out behind him, with little flames igniting on the wing tips. It was his latest soul deduced. Destroy the calamity inflammation.
The calamity flames had just come out, and they were already overwhelming, sweeping across the place. The ferocious beasts let out painful wails, and some of the weaker ones fell to the ground directly after struggling violently.
Clang! Yu Lewei unsheathed the Ansu sword, and spread out a pair of phoenix wings behind her back. The undead phoenix fire also burned into the sky. She controlled the Ansu sword with the secret technique of the heart weapon inherited from her family, making the sword even sharper.
Cao Hong, Zhong Wudi, Niu Sanshan, Ma Hanxue, Zhan Wudi and others also took action one after another, fighting with the countless ferocious beasts that were attacking.
Niu Sanshan swung his thunder hammer and hit it hard on the head of a tiger-headed beast that was charging towards him. The moment the thunder exploded, the beast's head also shattered, and the blood splashed. Before the corpse fell, it was already smashed. Song Kai controlled the talisman thrown by him, turned into a puppet, got up again, and started fighting with his former companions.
Ma Hanxue used all his strength to perform illusions, and many illusions fell on the beasts, making the ferocious beasts seem to be trapped in a certain prison, struggling and roaring, but unable to escape from the range of the illusions.
Taking this opportunity, Cao Hong sacrificed Wei Wu's Qinghong projection, and rushed into the herd of beasts with Zhong Wudi. The former used the projection of the underworld weapon as a soldier, while the latter attacked with poisonous palms. In the blink of an eye, he had killed seven or eight ferocious beasts. beast.
Zong Sheng stood behind the crowd, reciting incantations. Bone fragments kept flying out of his sleeves, which were spliced into a giant flag and inserted into the ground in front of him. Wisps of ghost mist poured out from the flag, and shadows appeared in the shadows. The bodies of the submerged ferocious beasts were all disintegrated by flesh and blood, and only the bones stood up, turning around to fight for them.
Not far away from everyone, cultivators from the Ghost Dao forces such as the Tianzhi Sect and the Enu Palace were also fighting desperately.
The Heavenly Corpse Sect brought three corpse kings who were comparable to the eleventh level, and barely protected a few people; at the Enu Palace, several beauties practiced the art of bewitching, and placed pink restrictions on the four buildings. When the ferocious beasts they killed touched those pink restrictions, they all stopped attacking inexplicably and started mating instead.
Compared with the "side sects" of the Ghost Dao people, the Taoist side seems much more embarrassed. After all, they are pursuing Zhongzhenghaoda, and every move is real, so their battle with the ferocious beasts is the most intense.
As for the Dragon Group, Huashan Sect, Shanhemen, Fengxuegu and other forces, it was also very tragic. Xu Brown, Song Ding, Zhufeng and others stood at the front of the crowd, covered in blood.
