Wen Yiming's realm force punishment is almost the same as Lao Wu's imprisonment.

'Puff puff puff!'

Five Ways of Imprisonment, the shadows as black as ink spread out in a large area under Li Hanwen's feet, and as soon as countless claw shadows rose, Amon's True Yuan Butcher's Knife snapped endlessly.

'Boom!'

Hao Tianxiao's martial arts confinement carried Sai Yaren's stick intent to advance to Zhongcheng, and he fell like Mount Tai pressing down.

'Ding!'

Yellow card for killing, absolute control.

Li Hanwen's huge halberd shadow finally disappeared at this moment, but the aftermath still caused countless casualties to the Cataclysmic Army, and hundreds of Wood Spirit Shuttles fell in the air.

"Ho ah——!"

The sound of Jiao shouted loudly, Zhong Xiaoshan launched a heroic charge, and directly knocked the controlled Li Hanwen out hundreds of meters away, and she was spraying a mouthful of blood, and she had already teleported back.

And Tong Qiang and the Eight Tartars made a deafening sound of shock on their shields, and the two of them took off their shields, and fainted directly in the blood spraying wildly.

The dragon soul broke out regardless of the limit of its own safety, causing all the Wood Spirit Suo armies to withdraw, and they had disappeared without a trace in a short period of time.

"Hahaha..."

Li Han laughed angrily when he heard this, and after releasing the control, his color was so gloomy that he was about to wring out the water, and he walked slowly with the war halberd, and said through gritted teeth: "Very good, even if the dragon soul dies, it will be famous in history." ”

He was shocked from the bottom of his heart, a group of martial kings were able to control him, although he was not hurt in the slightest, but he hurt his dignity.

"But that's the end of it!"

As soon as Li Han heard the words, a long sky halberd shadow appeared, and a giant sword suddenly slashed out of thin air in the sky, as if the Nine Heavens Cloud Dragon mysteriously stood out.

'Sonorous ——!'

The halberd shadow shattered, and Li Han retreated when he heard it, and there was unprecedented horror in his eyes.

This high-altitude collision roared like a thunderbolt, and the shattering of the halberd shadow dispersed in all directions, but the giant sword only trembled slightly, which made the fight in the field all stop tacitly.

Li Xiuzhu retreated with blood stained with his long sword at this moment, although he had fallen to the middle of the third layer of the God of War, but in front of dozens of martial saints comparable to the God of War of the Demon Regiment, he still had the upper hand, and the only thing that could stabilize the Demon Regiment was that they were all forging martial cultivators who had endured hundreds of years of suffering in the extreme west, and they were extremely tough.

There were no less than ten martial saints who died under Li Xiuzhu's sword, and the rest were seriously injured, but they did not retreat, and the battle intent in their eyes that was not afraid of death made him feel frightened, as if these people were simply seeking death.

Xiu Wei fell in the middle of the fifth layer of the god of war, and his demeanor was lost early, holding a heavy sword and gritting his teeth, full of blood and anger were all displayed on that distorted face, Tianwen Palace has been razed to the ground, to say that he does not regret it in his heart is self-deception, all the martial saints are dead, several gods of war and he joined forces to defend against two waves of bombardment, but they were also seriously injured, besieged by a group of martial saints, and the few remaining disciples were stunned in the defense and thrown out far away.

If it weren't for the hard work of the Great Elder Wen Tonghua and the Palace Master Wen Yingxiu, they would have been killed by a group of martial saints.

All the anger of Wen Yu was transformed into resentment, but he couldn't vent it, he hadn't tasted this kind of grievance for hundreds of years, several ordinary gods of war he broke out with all his strength, and he only killed Wang Zheng and Xue Zhao, the two gods of war, in the early stage, the remaining five gods of war not only did not have fear, but became more and more fierce, and countless unseen martial arts were exerted, which made his injuries worse.

It stands to reason that he wouldn't be so bad, but he suffered too much damage from the two waves of bombardment.

He is no better than Li Hanwen, he needs to go all out to save the sect and Tianwen Palace, but he has only twice defended to the extreme True Yuan Gang Qi, and he consumes more than half.

He knew that he had been hit hard, and his infinite anger made him lose his former indifference and calmness, and he was unable to perform his strongest attack in the battle with the six gods of war.

It was also at that moment that he felt extremely regretful, in order to get the Tianyin Spirit Body, in the final analysis, it was not for the sake of individuals, but for the sake of making Tianwen Palace the first sect of Dongsen, he didn't expect it at all to come to this point, he really didn't expect Wen Yiming to be able to make the natural disaster send out a second wave of bombardment.

At this moment, he broke away from the battle circle, suppressed the remorse and anger in his heart, looked at the ruins, even the two main peaks were gone, and the entire Tianwen Palace was like a collapsed and devastated mound, he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and then looked at the few remaining gods of war, and a few faint disciples who were thrown away, Wen Xue vomited several mouthfuls of black blood.

"Wen Yiming, the old man vows to kill your whole family, imprison your parents, wife and children in the Dan furnace, and refine them to death!"

Wen Yiming's heavy sword pointed at Wen Yiming in the distance, his hideous face seemed to be hundreds of years old in an instant, and his eyes were full of defeat.

At this time, he also saw two more people in front of Wen Yiming, a tall and burly old man with a white beard standing proudly in the air with his hands in his hands, and a woman in a long water blue skirt beside him, who was actually the fifth autumn girl.

"Humph!"

The old man snorted coldly, as if the murderous aura of a sharp sword was aroused, and the two white eyebrows were slanted into the temples like a sword, not angry and arrogant, and looked at Wen Yu coldly.

The fifth Qiu Wan had just been put down by the old man, and she was already in tears when she looked at Wen Yiming, who was haggard with vicissitudes of life.

Wen Yiming put away the dragon spear in an instant, his eyes were also extremely sour, and he stepped forward and hugged it tightly into his arms.

"I'm sorry, Qiu Wan, I'm late, I made your mother and son suffer, I'm not a good husband and father..."

Fifth Qiu Wan shook her head vigorously, raised her slender hand to cover Wen Yiming's mouth, and sobbed: "You are the best husband, the best father, I know you will definitely come." ”

She forced herself not to cry, but the tears were uncontrollable drops and fell on the deck, but the faint sound seemed to hit people's hearts.

Ling Qingping, Zhong Xiaoshan and the others burst into tears, and the Dragon Soul Iron Men opened their eyes vigorously and looked up at the sky slightly.

They have a deep relationship with the fifth autumn girl, and they also know how much she has suffered in the past ten years by pulling her two children to grow up, but in the end she was forced to separate her flesh and blood, and the sadness of those ten years is not in it, it is difficult to feel.

Wen Yiming hugged his wife and looked down, it seemed that it was the first time he saw his children, and his emotion was mixed with pain like a sword piercing his heart.

After nearly fourteen years of waiting and longing for today's reunion in danger, the fifth autumn girl did not blame at all, as always, trusting, and the deep love in her eyes did not diminish at all.

Wen Siwen Nian had only seen the ugly Ah Qiu, and he only asked Qin Xiaoyi to bring back a sentence as his father.

And today, Wen Si called himself dad, and Wen Nian's kind and aggrieved eyes made him want to fly down, hug him into his arms, and love him for the rest of his life.

"The master brought me up at the bottom of the mountain. The fifth autumn girl gently pushed Wen Yiming away, a blush appeared on her slightly pale cheeks, and she walked towards the dragon soul group.

Wen Yiming arched his hand and said gratefully: "Senior..."

The old man bowed his hand slightly, and interrupted: "A certain Liang Zhi, very good, I didn't disappoint the old man, Qiu Wan didn't see the wrong person, if you don't come, the old man has to teach you a lesson." ”

Then he brushed his sleeves up, pointed at Wen Luo, and said coldly: "The old immortal, dare to imprison my disciples and apprentices, the old man came to destroy the Tianwen Palace, and now he has to take your dog's life." ”

(End of chapter)