Wen Yiming didn't plan to return to Roaring Island, he informed Amon of his plan in the secret sound card, asking him to help buy some resources and continue to cultivate.

He decided to go to the Night Forest first to obtain the essence blood of the Howling Moon Wolf Emperor, and then return to the Thundering Abyss and enter the Time Desert.

He calculated that when everything was done, it was estimated that he would waste a month, five months in the time desert, which was equivalent to twenty-five years in the outside world.

As long as he can survive in the desert of time, even if he exhausts his net worth, he will desperately complete all his plans, thinking of this, his body and mind can't relax.

Troubled Wind Gang, the portal land of the northern frontier.

Wen Yiming frowned fiercely, he knew most of the people below who were thousands of kilometers away from the portal, especially the man in white who was dressed in emerald green trim.

"Tong Qiuyue?"

The speed of the snow ape shuttle at high altitude was reduced to the minimum, and Wen Yiming looked at Tong Qiuyue below, who was almost unrecognizable.

After landing, he put away the snow ape shuttle and walked slowly.

Whether it was a chance encounter or not, he had to use the portal to reach Dongsen, which saved nearly three months compared to flying directly, and he couldn't afford it.

"Wen Yiming!" Long Xiuzhu smiled, like an old friend who hadn't seen him for many years, "It is estimated that apart from me, only Yue Qimei and Tong Qiuyue can know you, and this ability to change your face has always been your strength." ”

Wen Yiming's gaze swept over everyone, Long Xiuzhu, Long Hua, Ying Daozong, Ye Jintian, Yue Qimei, Tong Qiuyue, Chu Yarou He knew all seven people, although the other three had never seen them, but he had heard Tong Qiang say that the younger generation in the altar was the most important figure for the Holy Lord.

He secretly said that the delicate woman in the pink and dark flower dress should be Qianmei, who is good at using poison; the man with his arms on his chest and a cynical smile on the corner of his mouth should be a king thief with powerful palms; and another man with an indifferent expression has a dark red scar on his neck, he has heard Tong Qiang mention it many times, and it is Tong Qiang's best talking about the man in case.

Wen Yiming stopped, looked at Long Xiuzhu, forced his impatient mood, and said, "Long Xiuzhu, you are a real opponent, but at the moment I don't have time to share life and death with you, it's best to get out of the way." ”

If it were someone else, with his mood at the moment, there would be no half a word of nonsense, and if he dared to block the way, he would definitely be killed with one shot.

But these ten people are different, putting aside Tong Qiang's reminder, he said that Long Xiuzhu is a real opponent, and it is by no means a compliment.

With his almost perverted cultivation speed, his cultivation so far is still far surpassed by Long Xiuzhu, these ten martial saints, only Yue Qimei is still in the early stage of martial saints, Long Xiuzhu is still in the seventh layer of martial saints, and the rest are in the middle stage of martial saints, this is not an ordinary martial saint period martial cultivation.

Not only judging the combat power of these ten people from their cultivation and previous understanding, but also his oracle eyes and focused perception, the combat power of these ten people combined is enough to leave the God of War.

Qianmei stepped forward with a sneer: "Wen Yiming, we are waiting for you here, how can we give way, you have a dragon soul, our team is called Holy Soul, and we made a special trip to you to practice." ”

Holy Soul, Wen Yiming sighed secretly, Long Xiuzhu has these people as a team, and it is even more impossible for him to gain time to enter the portal.

Wen Yiming took out the dragon spear, shook his head and said: "I want to leave, none of you can keep it, but today you will enter the portal, get out of the way!"

Long Xiuzhu slowly took out the black and red battle knife, and said expressionlessly: "Our Holy Soul needs to be tempered and cooperated in life and death, you are the best opponent, by the way, your identity was exposed in Dongsen, it was arranged by me, disrupting your plan, sorry." ”

Wen Yiming's eyes flashed with a cold glint, and when the Killing Intent Realm opened, the surrounding air suddenly dropped.

He looked at Tong Qiuyue and said coldly: "In order to save his wife and children, Wen will not leave his hand, if no one who has nothing to do with him does not leave, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

A trace of controversy flashed in Tong Qiuyue's beautiful eyes, and then faded away.

The king thief opened his mouth, raised his hand and said, "Boss Long, let him go, he won't be martial!"

Long Hua glanced at the king thief coldly, took out the heavy sword with a sonorous sound, stepped forward, and shouted: "Wen Yiming, the revenge of the sword will be avenged today." ”

After saying that, the figure suddenly flashed forward, and the shadow of the giant sword in the sky seemed to be lightweight, and it suddenly came to kill.

At the same time, Long Xiuzhu took a diagonal step, and a red sword shadow appeared in his body, and the violent killing intent was almost like substance, and the air was instantly compressed, making an explosion.

Knife intent!

Wen Yiming teleported upside down and disappeared in place, and during this period, the dragon and tiger forbidden anger erupted at the same time, the essence and blood exploded instantly, and the killing intent suppressed the group lock.

He teleported two thousand meters backwards, and his heart was already full of infinite killing intent.

Tong Qiuyue's indifference and ruthlessness, which he had played since he was a child, made him angry to the extreme, and his time was extremely precious.

He was completely disappointed when he saw the moment the struggle disappeared from Tong Qiuyue's eyes.

He will break through in the shortest possible time and even make the group pay the price.

The moment he landed, except for the battle howl that was not released, almost all the hole cards were out.

And when Long Xiuzhu and the others suppressed their cultivation in the Killing Intent Realm, and their strength suddenly fell, they were all terrified to the extreme, although they all teleported out in unison, and their hearts were already reestimating Wen Yiming's combat power.

The next moment the ten people landed, Tong Qiuyue's two long swords shuttled through the team, as if dancing in an ethereal dance, and a touch of mist quickly penetrated into everyone's eyebrows.

At that moment, Wen Yiming clearly felt that the cultivation that had fallen from the ten people was replying, he knew that this was an auxiliary sword dance that increased combat power and cultivation, and the speed of pinching the hand technique in his hand was faster, and the afterimage almost made a sound of tearing the air.

In a low cheer, Long Xiuzhu shot out, Zhongcheng sword intent swept out, and Long Hua's mental sword code gathered two major sword styles in an instant.

Later, Ying Daozong slashed out a halberd shadow of almost ten zhang in the roar, and Chu Yarou was detouring at high speed, the field was full of afterimages, and the real body was not visible, and the murderous aura of Ling Yan disappeared in a flash.

"Destroy the Seven Swords!" In the midst of the coquettish cheers, Yue Qimei seemed to have traveled through space, and her figure suddenly crossed Wen Yiming, and she actually reached her back and turned around to kill.

Countless powerful martial arts that made Wen Yiming feel frightened erupted in unison, and Ye Jintian's double sword intent was vertical and horizontal, faintly having the feeling of cutting off the flow of his true yuan.

The Heavenly Shadow of the King Thief hovered around the Holy Soul Members, forming a Dao Streamer Blockade Line, and their defensive power skyrocketed.

In case the man's diagonal sword slash carried the sword intent of Sen Han's Zhongcheng, as if the entire mountain would be cut off, its destructive power made Wen Yiming explode with cold hairs all over his body.

The myriad of attack qi was rendered with a dark green mist, as if the entire air had become damp with a little fishy smell.

Poison!

Wen Yiming held his breath for the first time, and the meridians still had a somewhat rigid feeling, causing the White Tiger Seal's casting to be delayed for a moment, unable to be completed before all the attacks bombarded.

Relying on the boundary force defense of the three six-god suits, he stepped forward and lifted the lock.

Different roars and explosions sounded, and Wen Yiming's figure was revealed only when he unlocked it, and although he avoided the core area with the most lethality, he was still shocked out hundreds of meters when he was in the middle of the bombardment.

He was extremely frightened when the defense of the realm power had completely subsided, this was a team that could compete with the dragon soul.

It's just that the tacit understanding is far from enough, otherwise, he will be seriously injured to an unimaginable degree.

(End of chapter)