Wen Yiming rushed into the crows like a flock of crows, sensing that the two martial kings were coming, he didn't dare to stay for a long time, and with a wild shout, the dragon spear slashed out.

Turning a gun into a knife - slash and slash!

The killing intent swept out, and countless martial cultivators were beheaded in a blood mist.

"Roll ——!"

In the fury of the thunder roar, Wen Yiming rushed forward with a spear, and a bloody road instantly spilled out.

Countless martial cultivators were frightened, desperately avoiding its edge, and did not dare to want to join the Tianwen Palace again, Xiahou Ji's heavy reward was even more forgotten, and life was the most important thing.

This killing god is simply unstoppable, it is difficult to find a general, and even the two masters of the sixth layer of the Martial King can't bear it, so they are judged in vain.

At this moment, everyone knows what it means to be a miscellaneous fish and a minion!

"Wen Song, why are you keeping the pill? This kid is so fast, come quickly, I'll intercept it first! ”

Xiahou Ji roared angrily, dragged up the green dragon halberd and chased after Wen Yiming.

Wen Song didn't dare to slack off, he took out two bottles of pills and swallowed them in one gulp, he was also very angry.

took out the communication card and roared: "Huang Zheng, Sikong, how many ants have you trampled to death, ah?" Come with all your might, outflank! ”

"You took gunpowder, what's the situation?" Sikong Jing's voice was extremely dissatisfied.

Wen Song lifted his gun into the air, predicted the direction and outflanked him, and scolded back: "Heavy casualties, the spear in this kid's hand is a treasure, no worse than the dragon scale fire and the "Materia Medica", it must be from the secret realm, fast!" ”

"Huh? Nima, what **** luck, Lao Tzu came right away, leaving that kid. Huang Zheng was excited.

Xiahou Ji pressed Wen Yiming step by step, and he no longer ordered everyone to surround him, this guy is indeed murderous, so he can only stop him, and wait for all the martial kings to arrive, and besiege and kill again.

Although he has the increase of Qingfeng Extreme Speed Pill, he has an advantage in speed, but every time he closes the distance, he is thrown away by his teleportation, and his teleportation is not only half the distance difference, but even the time limit is half more, he is so angry that he is about to explode his lungs.

"Fight!"

Xiahou Ji was extremely aggrieved, and he was extremely reluctant to swallow a Sheng Ti Dan, and his true yuan and strength soared again, approaching five hundred meters in an instant.

Wen Yiming, who was two thousand meters ahead, frowned sharply, at the beginning in the Elixir Garden, because the Dan Furnace was too low-level, he couldn't refine a good usable pill at all, except for a few bottles of healing and recovering pills, all of them were rushing for the sake of leveling.

In less than three breaths, he sensed that Xiahouji was close to a kilometer.

Wen Yiming gritted his teeth secretly, swept around in a straight line, and a thunderous roar burst out, and defense, strength, and speed rose at the same time.

He didn't dare to have any reservations, there was no way to escape.

Three thousand meters behind, two Martial Kings Sixth Layer followed closely, and two kilometers away was Wen Song, who was faster than him, which made him unable to figure it out.

In fact, he didn't know that in order to completely control the secret realm, the four martial kings sent by the four major sects in the middle stage, whether it was forging body cultivation or actual combat power, were all top masters in the same level in the sect.

The four major sects even joined forces to refine the best grandmaster-level elixir for the four of them, and even the amplification pill that had been stored in the sect for many years was used for them.

You must know that there are very few formulas in the elixir that increase combat power, and only a few of them have side effects, but the effect is also very good.

The actual combat power of the four of Xiahou Ji, after taking the pill, approached the ninth layer of the Martial King.

Wen Yiming could completely feel in his perception that their strength was soaring!

"Who hasn't fought for their lives?"

Wen Yiming was secretly ruthless, and suddenly turned around and hurried.

The ground cracked, and the figure disappeared out of thin air.

Reverse teleport, raid!

Controlled five hundred meters away, Wen Yiming suddenly appeared in front of Xiahou Ji who was rushing forward.

The boundary force punishment was released, and the dragon spear blasted out through the sun.

'Whoa——! ’

'Bang! ’

In the loud noise, Wen Yiming flew upside down and landed, retreating more than once, churning in his chest, he knew that the sneak attack was not successful.

Martial King's astonished perception was indeed different from that of Martial Sect, and the fluctuations in the air made Xiahou Ji condense at the first time.

Since Wulongtan has been deflated in Wen Yiming's hands continuously, he has already put away his contempt.

Even so, he still didn't get a good deal, and the inertial rush still shot back a hundred meters, and the green dragon halberd directly shattered.

"Your uncle!"

In the blood spilling from his mouth and nose, Xia Houji was about to go crazy.

Wen Yiming didn't flee far, and in an instant, Wen Song had already stopped behind him on the left, and then Huang Zheng and Sikong Jing appeared.

In his perception, a large number of martial cultivators were either running or controlling the air, and they were quickly approaching this side, but he could feel that a small part of them were deliberately slowing down, and they should have seen their own strength and did not dare to take advantage of the fire again.

Dozens of Martial Kings came from afar in the early stage, and the number was still increasing, and in a short time, nearly fifty Martial King Early-stage people gathered.

Nearly seventy handsome women with fluttering dresses, including dozens of handsome men, are all sacrificing various musical instruments, and they are obviously the people who created the Art Pavilion.

Wen Yiming secretly complained that the barrier on the edge of the mountain had hurt him.

He was not afraid of all the martial arts and generals, but with the four great martial kings in his control, it was quite tricky for those martial kings to join forces in the early stage.

What gave him the most headache was that there were dozens of assistants in the Creative Arts Pavilion, whether it was from amplifying teammates or interfering with opponents, he had a deep understanding of it, and it was extremely difficult.

In the quick analysis, a trace of cordial connection suddenly appeared, and it came out of the Teng Snake Ring.

Hell Warhorse?

With a slight movement of his mind, he sensed signs of awakening for the ponies in the Beast Ring, and at this time, the voice of the book spirit also came into his mind.

"Boss, drag on time, the pony is about to wake up, it seems to have evolved, and its speed should allow you to break through."

Wen Yiming was overjoyed, and when he saw Xiahou Ji sacrifice a slightly inferior grade green dragon halberd, he walked forward slowly, standing side by side with Sikong Jing, and signaled Huang Zheng and Wen Song to seal his retreat with his eyes.

Only then did he wipe the blood on the corner of his mouth and sneered: "Boy, what is the sect and what is the surname?" Speaking of which, I can consider letting you out of the secret realm alive and accepting the sanctions of the four major sects. ”

Wen Yiming looked around, and there were martial cultivators all around him and in the air, about three thousand.

Yao Chong's master and apprentice stood far away from the crowd, without the shy Tu Ling, it was estimated that he was already unlucky, Yao Chong seemed to have been seriously injured, and his face was pale.

In Tianwen Palace, Wen Chaoxia's pale face was flushed with excitement, and his eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light.

Wen Yiming smiled coldly, looked at Xiahou Ji, pointed to the other two martial kings, and said, "Do these two accomplices dare to sign up?" ”

He estimated that even if the dragon and tiger forbidden anger broke out, it might be a miserable victory, mainly because the demon fungus fire poison in his hands penetrated deep into the bones, and the ordinary Dan furnace could not refine the antidote pill at all, which reduced his strength a lot.

There were still four months left in the secret realm, and he didn't want to spend the remaining time healing, he couldn't afford to waste it.

"Danhui, Huang Zheng!"

"Chuangyi Pavilion, Sikong Jing!"

The two on the other side responded lightly, and then looked at Wen Yiming playfully, as if they were appreciating the turtle in the urn.

"Debang Chief, Zhao Xin!"

Wen Yiming and slashing the dragon spear, pointing obliquely to the ground, heroic and extraordinary, made the eyes of many women in the Creative Arts Pavilion shine.

Fifth Update!

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