Wu Di called for a long time, and when he saw that Heita no longer paid attention to him, he didn't ask again. The coming day is long, and if there is an opportunity to set it in the future, he suddenly silently thought about the way to break the formation.

"Shengmen...... Shocking?"

Wu Di looked at the black box in the distance and muttered in his heart.

If you want to break the demon Teng, you can only get close to Qin Ming, but at this time, this area has already fallen into a melee, and those people around Qin Ming are desperately protecting Qin Ming, even if Wu Di is moving blood at this time, he does not dare to break in.

Pregnant!

Wu Di suddenly had a plan, cautiously approached the group of people, raised his hand to stun a person who was dressed similar to himself next to Jiao Zhiming, and then casually threw the person into the pile of dead people not far away.

Then Wu Di blended into the crowd, and when everyone didn't notice him, he transformed into that person's appearance and swaggered towards Qin Ming's side.

Wu Di was getting closer and closer to Qin Ming, and he was extremely focused at this time, constantly distinguishing Qin Ming's position and the aura fluctuations around the box.

But when he was about ten meters away from Qin Ming, Wu Di suddenly felt a tightness in his heart, and suddenly retracted the steps he had taken out.

Because the aura around Qin Ming was extremely riotous, there seemed to be a ghost crying sound, this sound moved with Qin Ming's continuous movement, it was clearly a small formation that could be moved, and it seemed to be an offensive formation!

If Wu Di had taken this step just now, the consequences would have been unimaginable!

Wu Di took a deep breath, probed a wisp of breath into the formation, carefully identified this formation, and finally found that this was just an ordinary hundred ghost formation, it was not difficult to break, but it took some time.

Fortunately, he turned his back to Qin Ming, pretending to be a guard, and kept thinking about the various formation-breaking methods he had practiced in his previous life.

Looking at the battlefield not far away, Wu Di suddenly felt a sense of compassion. The battlefield was chaotic at this time, and the battle was in white heat.

Unlike the previous time when they were on guard against each other and retaining their strength, when humans and humans killed each other, it was extremely tragic.

All kinds of dazzling abilities collided, people were completely red-eyed, corpses fell, and then many support troops came, hot weapons and cold weapons fiercely clashed, and the gods fought fiercely, and the war pets screamed and bittened.

Among these support forces, Wu Di saw the emergence of many gods above level six, and with the emergence of high-level powerhouses in a certain force, there was a one-sided situation on the battlefield, but this phenomenon eventually led to more and more gods above level six participating in the war.

Within a radius of ten miles, people shouted beasts, dust flew, the ground cracked and rocks collapsed, and mountains and forests were destroyed.

It's like an Asura hell, a meat grinder that harvests life.

These people are ......

Wu Di suddenly gasped because he found several powerhouses above level seven joining the battlefield.

For example, a strangely dressed young man who appeared in Wu Di's field of vision at this moment.

When he started to see this person, Wu Di almost laughed, because this person looked like the protagonist of a TV series he had watched in his previous life - "White Eyebrows".

This person is about twenty years old, with white eyebrows and white hair, his face is extremely delicate and handsome, his bearing is extraordinary, he is dressed in a white robe, which has a bit of the taste of the fairy style, the robe he wears is very similar to the Taoist clothes of his previous life, but it is made of today's advanced materials, and it looks very textured.

He didn't look like a god-born.

Because after entering the battlefield, this person only used his bare hands to resist the enemy, but his footwork was like a dragonfly dotting water, his technique was like a willow blowing in the wind, and his movements were dashing and dusty, which seemed to be as slow as a turtle, but it was strangely difficult to capture the action, and even Wu Di was amazed.

But the more he looked at it, the more Wu Di felt that this person's martial arts skills were a little familiar, but he couldn't remember what it was for a while.

The young man did not kill anyone, or rather, he seemed to not want to.

Each of his opponents was mutilated and injured by him, and he was incapacitated, and even several God Descendants of the sixth level or so couldn't even parry a move in front of him!

After the young man entered the battlefield, he was like a bamboo, whether it was someone from Qin Ming's side or someone from this side who wanted to destroy the box later, they were all the targets of his attack, he seemed to be muttering something in his mouth, and his expression was a little angry.

At this point, he stopped in front of a middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man Wu Di noticed just now, he is a god descendant who is more than extremely strong, and he is a strong reinforcement from Qin Ming's camp, although he has only been here for a short time, there are already dozens of people who have died in his hands.

At this time, he was suspended in mid-air, above and below, on the left and right, each hung four sharp scimitars, a total of sixteen, in front of and behind his body, each with a silver shield hanging in the air, there was no flaw in the whole body, and the killing force was awe-inspiring.

Wu Di deduced from the strength of the descendant god who was fighting against him just now that this person had to have the strength of level seven, or even reach level eight!

"Zhuge Yun, who never asked how the worldly Zhuge Village came to this troubled water!"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, but he didn't make any moves, as if he was a little afraid of the white-eyed and white-haired young man in front of him.

Zhuge Village ......

Wu Di raised his eyebrows, he seemed to have heard of this Zhuge Village somewhere.

In a mountain range in the district of Yunnan, there is a small village of less than 100 people, the people in the village do not ask about the world, live in seclusion in the mountains, the origin is extremely mysterious, it is said that they are a group of people handed down from the last era, and all the people in the village have the surname Zhuge .

The surrounding mountains of the village are rich in rare metals such as purple scale gold and white flame stone, both of which make the village extremely wealthy, and the total assets of the village are in no way inferior to those of the worldly large groups.

It is said that decades ago, there was a big force in Chongyuan District that wanted to occupy the mining industry in Zhuge Village by force, and united nearly 100 strong men to storm Zhuge Village, but the regiment was wiped out without even entering the entrance of the village, and even a single living mouth was left.

Since then, no one has dared to provoke this undisputed village.

"I've been here for more than a month, and you've disturbed my purity, okay? Such beautiful scenery and mountains, but you've ruined it, look, look! That's hundreds of years of camphor! And the turquoise cypress, the river and the beach, ......."

Zhuge Yun's tone was excited and extremely angry when he spoke.

And with Zhuge Yundao's reason for making a move, Wu Di almost fell on his heels, and then looking at the movements and tone of his hands and feet, Wu Di couldn't help but laugh.

This Zhuge Yun seems to be quiet and free, humble and polite, but when he starts a fire, it is completely different.

"These flowers and plants are also alive! how can you ...... like this?"

Zhuge Yun chattered a lot of accusations and sighed, and the corners of the middle-aged man's mouth suspended in mid-air kept trembling, and the green tendons on his neck flared up, obviously annoyed by Zhuge Yun's verbosity.

"You...... You're looking for a fight!"

The middle-aged man finally couldn't help it, shouted, stretched out his hand to urge out the scimitar on the left side of his body, and the four scimitars circled in mid-air, and then like four silver lightning bolts, accompanied by a whistling sound that broke through the air, they shot towards Zhuge Yun's heart.