Wen Yiming secretly bit the tip of his tongue, and a straight line probe compressed into a line swept in all directions, and now the straight line probe that is nearly a hundred miles away is terrifying to the extreme, and he has found countless black-robed and cloak martial cultivators rushing towards this side, the worst are all late martial saint cultivators, and the highest is actually five peak war gods.

At that moment, Wen Yiming's back tingled, so many high-level martial cultivators were not the root cause of his chills, the point was that these martial cultivators were all dead soldiers, except for the five peak war gods, all of them were middle-level and above dead soldiers.

And the black robes of the five peak gods of war are particularly conspicuous, with gold stitching on the waist, cuffs and the edge of the cloak, which is a symbol of the soon-to-be Templar, who has reached the edge of a high-ranking dead warrior and has a certain amount of intelligence.

From this, it can also be seen that Situ Qianji, who is just the Extreme God of War, is a Templar, and his talent is so high during his lifetime.

"Flash!"

Wen Yiming quickly retreated, turned around and ran wildly, and immediately transmitted the sound towards Wan Yinan.

"Qiu Yue, War Dance!"

While Ye Jintian stepped out, he waved his hand to hold Tong Qiuyue, and with the other hand, he circled the double knives and pointed out, one in front and one after the other, as if he was a mother and a mother.

When he heard the 'war dance', Wen Yiming immediately knew that it was not good, this is a martial art that can quickly reduce the time limit, as for what other effects there are, I don't know for the time being, the last time he fought with the Holy Soul team, he had felt Tong Qiuyue's war dance, quite a powerful martial art, and it has a very high auxiliary effect on the martial arts cultivation of time-limited martial arts.

And at this moment, the battle dance and war song behind him started at the same time, and at the moment when Yue Qimei teleported to follow, Ye Jintian, who had only teleported for less than three seconds, also connected up again and appeared hundreds of meters in front of Wen Yiming.

In case the man saw the horror in Wen Yiming's eyes, he didn't transmit his voice, and said directly: "Tong Qiuyue's war dance has been promoted to Dacheng, and when the first day of junior high school starts, any martial art with a time limit of five hours can immediately reset the time limit, and then it will be reduced one by one." ”

Wen Yiming's brows tightened, such an auxiliary skill against the sky is not enough to reflect the agitation in his heart at the moment, resetting the time limit, which is equivalent to being able to cast a time-limited martial art twice in a row.

"Is it a group?"

Wen Yiming asked the question he was most worried about.

Seeing that the man's face was sinking like water, his heart that wanted to escape quickly also sank completely.

The battle dance of the group to reduce the time limit, it is difficult for him to break through no matter what, especially when the five dead soldiers of the peak god of war arrive, there will be no hope at all, he has only one way at the moment, a quick victory!

And the fastest breakthrough point on this road is to kill Tong Qiuyue!

At this moment, Tong Qiuyue, who was in the line of defense behind Ye Jintian, suddenly felt a killing intent lock on her, and couldn't help but stand up with cold hairs all over her body, this was the first time she felt the true killing intent from Wen Yiming.

In case the man narrowed his eyes slightly, he also felt Wen Yiming's killing intent locked, this was to forcibly kill Tong Qiuyue!

"The strongest blow!" Wen Yiming shouted and accelerated his violent steps while sending a voice to Wan Yinan: "There is no time!"

In the furious charge, the dragon spear was raised, the afterimage of his right arm shook, and a series of whistling sounds were made in the air.

As Wan Yi Nan said, Tong Qiuyue decided whether to stop it before, that was the last choice in his life, but unfortunately in his opinion, he chose the wrong one, he didn't need to take any feelings into account, a person who has no family affection in his heart, a person who chooses to give up his relatives, no matter how many reasons you have, it is not worth anyone to imagine for you.

Because she has lost the most basic qualifications!

"Roar ——!"

From the sharing of the battle cry, two thunderous roars rolled out with waves of sonic air.

Immediately afterwards, a circle of red mist exploded from the surface of Wen Yiming's body, and as soon as the Death Will Fang of the sacrificial blow rose, it was shaken open by the sound wave, spreading in all directions, with infinite killing intent.

'Sonorous sonorous sonorous ......'

Countless sounds of gold and iron intersecting sounded, and in the trembling impact, Ye Jintian and the three of them went all out and still retreated, and their faces were blue and red in an instant, showing how shocked they were in their hearts.

One person and one gun were thrown wildly, and the extremely fast hand-free dragon spear was killed, and the three of them were attacked and killed without the power to fight back, and anyone who was in it would feel aggrieved.

At this moment, the three of them were suddenly angry, and the anger from the genius being hit exploded in an instant, and all of them were furious, and they all activated the secret method of the altar in unison, their facial lines alternated, and their hideous appearance looked extremely weird and terrifying.

"Drink ——!"

Wen Yiming's loud shout sounded, ignoring the fury of the three of them at all, and when the dragon spear returned to his hand, he turned over in the air and covered it with a palm.

"Not good——!"

Ye Jintian's double knives were shaped like wingspans, and when he was about to launch a fierce attack, he suddenly saw that the fingers of Wen Yiming's distant palm were quickly pinching, and the dragon spear in the other hand had just burst out, and he was also playing the trick quickly, and the remnants of the trick instantly caused fluctuations in the sky behind him.

He was too familiar with this scene, and Yue Qimei and Tong Qiuyue's faces also changed drastically under his reminder.

Once upon a time, this palm almost wiped out the entire Holy Soul team.

The only difference was that the smell of blood that was locked this time was much weaker than the last time, but the air was suddenly cooling, and there was a feeling of being unable to adapt, and even with their cultivation, it was as if their limbs were frozen.

Wen Yiming released a single Xuanwu Seal this time, he had to keep a back hand for himself, whether he could break through before the Templars arrived was unknown, he didn't dare to risk using the Mountain and River Seal or the Burning Sky Seal to attack, in this way, the Six Divine Seals were all within the time limit, and with a single Six Divine Seal, as long as the True Yuan recovered quickly enough, theoretically speaking, he had the opportunity to cast all the remaining Six Divine Seals one by one.

Of course, this is only a theoretical self-will, in fact, even if he uses all the recovered high-grade medicines, he will at most cast a single Six Divine Seal in a short period of time, and this must also count the precious still water of washing.

In fact, he was indeed doing so, and the current situation was urgent, and he was not allowed to be stingy, and in the midst of many potions and still water swallows, the Void Mudra fell from the sky, carrying a devastating icy air flow that compressed the entire area of air to a rattle, as if the space was overwhelmed.

The rumbling sound was rising, and the dust on the ground had not yet risen, Wen Yiming took advantage of the fact that Zhenyuan's recovery had not yet broken through Yicheng, twisted his waist and swung his arms, regardless of the difficulty of adjusting his internal breath, and the dragon spear came out of his hand, aiming directly at Tong Qiuyue, who was blocked by the Xuanwu Seal Ice.

He, the killing intent has been decided!

The high-level unyielding dragon lance seemed to have its own pass to the locked frozen area, easily breaking through the locked area, and the killing intent of the combined artistic conception brought up the purple mist of the tail wing of the dragon lance like an angry dragon roaring, fiercely piercing towards Tong Qiuyue, who was pale.

She had never felt Wen Yiming's resolute killing intent, the Sen Ran killing intent that locked her did not relax at all, from the moment her war dance started, she realized that Wen Yiming's eyes were already unfamiliar when she looked at her, and it could be said that she had no feelings, as if she was looking at a dead person who had nothing to do with him.

For a moment, several familiar eyes appeared in front of her eyes......

(End of chapter)