Duoduo's move is undoubtedly a provocation.

Why?

Why provoke at this time.

Wu Chenming stood in place, did not move a single bit, nor did he release any spiritual power.

"Seafood is seafood, don't think that you can escape your fate by breaking through to become an immortal. ”

With a wave of his hand, the tiny chopsticks tied to the Eight Immortals flew into the air, converging in one place and forming a pair again.

"I know your Wu Chen's weakness, so I don't need to fight with you, it's not interesting anyway. ”

She jumped her gaze from Wu Chenming to Wu Ming, and clicked Wu Ming with chopsticks.

She didn't say it explicitly, but only secretly.

Maybe Wu Chen's weakness lies in Wu Ming.

After all, Wu Chen's life was just a drop of the latter's blood.

"When that day comes, I will come here in person, and I will not show mercy when the time comes. ”

With a swipe, Duoduo disappeared out of thin air.

From beginning to end, she didn't look at those holy sons squarely, who would care about the bystanders of the ants beside her.

At the same time, these thoughts also sprouted sharply in the hearts of many holy sons, and sure enough, their eyes and vision, strength and heart were far behind.

This may not be a bad thing.

I don't know how much more spiritual power here is than the outside world, plus I have just witnessed a few battles, many of the realm obstacles on the Holy Son's body have been slightly loosened, and every step of the Martial King's realm is extremely difficult, this kind of good thing is not exciting.

Because of the disappearance of the chopsticks, the seven immortals stuck in the wall also had room to move.

With a few sounds of brushing, the seven supported one and stood behind Wu Chenming again, their faces were not very good, they were obviously seriously injured, and they were not dead.

All the liquid left on the corners of the centi's mouth and body was not the bright red blood of humans.

The battle above the immortals is like this, it only takes one move to decide the winner or loser.

Although many of them have not even shown their real strength.

Just as he thought it was all over, the sky where Duoduo had disappeared suddenly twisted into a whirlpool, and the tense atmosphere rose again.

Do you still think it's not enough?

This time, the whirlpool was silent for a long time, and no one was seen from inside.

Then, I saw an incredible scene.

The eight immortals standing behind Wu Chenming actually exploded violently.

White flesh and blood flew everywhere, splashing almost everywhere in the palace.

This blow actually destroyed the souls of the eight immortals.

Other than that, no one has ever been injured.

This shows that someone only shot at these eight immortals.

If there is any movement or spiritual attack, there will be some small traces, but there is not even a sound.

Kill people in the air.

It's the immortals who kill in seconds.

Killing immortals, isn't it a saint's action?

Immediately, the whirlpool finally shook violently, and from it stretched out a huge hand large enough to cover the sky.

The sound of yoyo resounded in the sky, shocking people's hearts.

This person who made a rash move, the faint aura is very different from Duoduo, and it is obviously a hidden existence.

"You wait for a chess piece, how dare you turn over. ”

It seems that these words were said to the eight immortals.

And these words, falling in the hearts of everyone, are also very uncomfortable.

"Again and again, I have been provoking and provoking trouble, not just to force me to make a move, you wait, you really think I don't dare to make a move. ”

On the ground of the palace, layers of blood gradually seeped out, soaking through the ankles of everyone, and this layer of blood water seemed to be alive and laughing, quite spiritual.

They formed countless individuals, converging in the direction of Wu Chen's life in a purposeful manner.

When the blood and water completely converged on Wu Chenming's side, the latter's body also changed slightly. The whole person has an indescribable spirit.

In the sky, the giant hand trembled slightly, eager to try.

Wu Chen's life finally moved.

Before and after, he tossed for so long, just to force Wu Chen's life to make a move.

A scarlet blood mark that was about the size of a giant hand was prompted by Wu Chen's order three or two times, and the tumbling spiritual power in it was like a majestic ocean.

The blood seal that operates with the spiritual power of the Spirit Sea level can be seen to be so powerful.

It is enough to destroy a continent.

This may be the power of the saints.

Under the gaze of everyone, the blood mark and the giant hand collided violently.

Space was torn apart in an instant.

Wu Chen's life this time, I'm afraid he has moved his real character.

The wrath of the saint shook the sky.

The aftermath of the collision between the giant hand and the blood seal spread to the outside world again and again, and no matter how hard or extraordinary it was, it all disappeared in an instant.

With the exception of the palace, the entire island seemed to have been ravaged by the power.

And the group of people who were directly below the source of power did not change at all.

In the bodies of many holy sons, I don't know when a thin film of blood floats, and with this layer, they can survive in the duel of saints.

It turned out that before the duel, Wu Chenming had taken into account the competition between the living saints that these fragile martial kings could not withstand.

And the only one that is not protected by blood film is Wu Ming himself.

He doesn't need it, and he doesn't need to.

Perhaps in Wu Ming's eyes, he was watching a scene, a fight between himself and a person who was suspected of being a saint.

And this good show will be seen soon.

"The blood seal is turning. ”

Wu Chenming let out a low roar, and the blood mark divided into hundreds of small palm prints, directly penetrating the body of the giant hand.

The sun shines through the hundred holes and shines on the palace.

The blood mark did not dissipate after penetrating the giant hand, but turned into a streamer and ran towards the whirlpool.

In the depths of the whirlpool, there was a roar and scream.

The voice was remarkably familiar.

The person behind the giant hand didn't seem to have expected that Wu Chen's ultimate goal was to go to the whirlpool, and naturally he didn't put too much resistance to this infinite power.

With this, the giant hand instantly collapsed, completely returning the obscured sunlight.

After this blow, the blood mark also drifted away.

Wu Chenming's face was pale, panting, and he couldn't strike a second blow in a short time, and sure enough, although the power of this blow he barely caused was extraordinary, the price was also quite large.

No wonder he refused to do it for a long time.

It's over?

Of course not.

Even if the giant hand dissipated, the sky was still filled with a large amount of spiritual power left by the giant hand, which was transformed into countless palm prints under the strong wind.

These palm prints are very similar to Wu Chen's blood marks, and they are very familiar in the eyes of all the holy sons.

This is.

The Martial Sect palm print that they came into contact with when they first met Wu Ming.

The person who made the shot, not Duoduo, then it is very likely that it is the one who they have been ignoring.

"Why didn't Yan Qiu come in. ”

"Are you talking about Yanqiu or Yanqiu. ”

Someone only then realized that they had talked about Yanqiu before, but in the end, they still ignored his existence.

Yan Qiu, Yan Qiu.

Maybe at the beginning of this trip, the Yanqiu who followed them was no longer the Yanqiu they recognized.

After meeting Gu Chenxin, they gradually forgot about this fact.

Some people even speculate that maybe the Holy Son of the Diancang Sect was fake from the beginning.

Then the purpose of their trip is likely to be a hoax.

And all these kinds of clues seem to revolve around one person.

Wu Ming.

Suddenly, countless eyes converged on Wu Ming.