Chapter 1684: Strong
"If you say too much, you will lose, take them down!"
A Thousand Howling Clan Pseudo-Saint seemed to feel that something was wrong, and with a deep sigh, the strange sound wave rhythm spread invisibly, enveloping Wu Ming from all directions.
The Thousand Howls are extremely strange, and can attack enemies through the sound waves caused by their own backstabs, rather than using ventriloquism.
Not only that, but due to the special nature of the way of sound waves, it is extremely difficult to prevent, and to some extent, the destructive power is even more amazing.
Even if the physique is strong, it can be shattered by the sound wave vibration, and it has amazing lethality to the soul!
It's a pity that this time I ran into Wu Ming.
"Huh!"
Wu Ming was cold, and the dark golden luster around his body was like a mist and a glow, and he didn't see the hideousness and panic that he had been imprisoned before, and his body was skyrocketing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Rumble!
In the blink of an eye, it turned into a large black sky golden body several feet high, with three heads and six arms, and holding various strange blades.
Buzz!
The strange sound ripples that were enough to easily shatter the Absolute Half-Saint Venerable, the moment it touched the surface of the golden body, it was violently dispersed by a dark golden luster.
The power of immortality is the immortal golden body characteristic that Wu Ming has cultivated since he survived countless near-deaths.
If it is so easy to break, I am sorry for the name of the first-class supreme golden body in this world, and it is impossible to claim to be immortal and immortal!
It can be said that the Immortal Golden Body is not only the nemesis of this kind of sonic supernatural power, with Wu Ming's current cultivation strength, except for the attack that contains the power of the Holy Dao Origin, almost any attack can be weakened by half, or even almost completely immune!
"If the Howling Dome Saint is here, this king will definitely retreat, but unfortunately, in order to set a trap, you deliberately cut the peripheral power by half, just lay a trap here, and you yourself sent it to the door, then it's no wonder that this king!"
Wu Mingsen smiled, and the indifferent Dahei Heavenly Buddha face in the middle suddenly became angry, turning into an angry King Kong, a thick dragon-like arm slightly exerted force, and the five fingers were together.
Click!
It contains an extremely strong prohibition, and he was able to directly turn the cage he was imprisoned into slag when he was caught off guard.
"Squeak...... You lighten up, Master Rat, I can't stand your toss now!"
The brocade rat screamed, turned into a ray of golden light, and landed on Wu Ming's shoulder, snorted Wu Ming angrily, and then stood up with his waist pinched, and pointed to the angry Ji Chew and said, "Hmph, these stinky hedgehogs, but I didn't look for a bad rat master, I will clean them up for the rat master, and the benefits of your kid are indispensable afterwards!"
Wu Ming's figure froze, and he glared at him in annoyance, how could this sound so awkward, as if he was saying, close the door and put it there.
But now is obviously not the time to fight with the brocade rat, even though the tone is quite disdainful of Jian Chew and the others, but in the end there are two pseudo-saints and three supreme half-saints.
Among them, Jian Chew has extraordinary talents, he is the son of a saint, and with the treasure in his hand, he is also equivalent to a false saint.
Even if Wu Ming is very strong now, even enough to fight the strong in the pseudo-saint head-on, but in the end, he is in a dangerous prison, not to mention being restrained everywhere, but his strength has been weakened by at least one or two percent.
For him, fighting to the death here is not the best choice!
Wu Ming made up his mind and was ready to break through forcibly, but the terrifying power he could show really shocked Jian Jian and the others.
"What kind of monster is this?"
He almost bit his tongue out in shock.
Not to mention anything else, the cage itself is not a mortal thing, second only to the holy weapon, not to mention, the prohibition on it is arranged by his father's hand.
Mo said that it was a half-saint venerable, even a pseudo-saint would be difficult to break the defense, unless it was a holy realm powerhouse, but it was impossible to break it so lightly.
But the facts are in front of you, this obviously only has the realm of a half-saint venerable, but the momentum is far more than the monster of an ordinary pseudo-saint powerhouse, but it is easy to do it!
"Take ...... No, kill them, at all costs, launch a big array, and never let them get away!"
Jian Jian himself is also talented, but at this time, he could not hide his jealousy, and was shocked by the strength shown by Wu Ming, and directly forgot his father's orders.
There is no need for him to say it, but looking at the current situation of the pseudo-saint powerhouse of the same clan who is guarding this place, he knows how difficult the three-headed and six-armed monster in front of him is, and he can't allow them to spare any hand.
"Huh!"
Wu Ming laughed fiercely, shook his hands, grabbed the Thousand Howling Clan's pseudo-saint powerhouse in his hand, and said, "This king is here just to take away this little mouse, and he doesn't want to be the enemy of the Thousand Howling Clan, presumably the Howling Saint Patriarch will not make this decision."
Guys, do you really want to tear your skin and never die?"
As he spoke, he grabbed the head of the pseudo-saint powerhouse with one hand, and twisted his head off if he didn't agree with him.
The threat is beyond words!
"Bastard, I ...... Rat"
The brocade rat jumped to his feet and scolded angrily, and before he finished speaking, he was gagged by an unknown holy fruit stuffed by a big hand, and rolled his eyes twice with a snort, and then devoured it, greedily absorbing the incomparably rich holy power.
In the past few years, he had suffered a lot of torture at first, if it weren't for his special talent and supernatural powers, he would have been cramped and skinned by the Howling Dome Saint's methods, and he would have been refining his soul!
It was also for the sake of the treasures of the various races that he stole that he didn't know where to hide, that the Howling Dome Saint spared his life, but the treatment was not good.
Of course, Wu Ming was not kind enough to give him such a good thing.
First, he is now under siege, even if the Thousand Howls are facing great disasters now, but he is in someone's lair after all.
It's hard to guarantee that after he, a foreign visitor, appears, the other three clans will not change their minds and cut him first.
At that time, they will have to face no less than a dozen Saint Realm powers.
Mo said that Wu Ming was at most similar to a pseudo-saint powerhouse now, even if he advanced to the power of the Saint Realm, in the face of so many existences of the same level, he could only flee for his life, and maybe he would pay a lot of price.
Moreover, he scavenged the treasure of the brocade mouse, although it was not as good as those chaos gods, but he was still thinking about those chaos gods.
Let him recover some strength, he can help out, but fortunately, he will open his mouth afterwards and ask for some chaos artifacts, but he is greedy.
"Hmph, what a big breath, just a half-saint Venerable, even if his background is extraordinary, he hides his head and tail like this, hides his tail, breaks into the forbidden land of our clan, and even wants to rob the prisoners who steal the treasures of all clans, and also cause the three clans to besiege our clan outside, you must die!"
Jian Qian was surprised that the other party had guessed the attitude of the father, but he was even more determined to kill him.
Counting Wu Ming's various crimes, he instantly dispelled the wavering mentality of the rest of the strong people, this is already an enemy of life and death, where is there room for turn?
"The Howling Dome Saint is smart, and he was confused for a while, and he actually chose you as the heir, it seems that ...... The disaster of the Thousand Howling Clan exterminating the clan is not far off!"
Wu Ming was cold, and his words were not speculative for more than half a sentence, and he was too lazy to bother with his lips and tongue anymore, and his six arms around his body were raised, and the gossip palm swept out, and the Wuxiang Sword and Youlong Sword Technique were used at the same time.
Relying on the supreme defense of the indestructible golden body, he crashed straight into the prohibition squeezed from all directions, and stiffened the opponent's attack.
For Wu Ming, whose combat power has fully exploded, there is no such thing as two fists that are invincible to four hands, under the three heads and six arms, there are no dead ends in the defense, and any sneak attack cannot be concealed from his perception.
Although it was impossible to completely ignore the attack of the pseudo-saint powerhouse, as long as the other party launched a powerful attack, Wu Ming was unwilling to make more effort, so he would catch the pseudo-saint powerhouse of the Thousand Howling Clan as a meat shield, making the opponent throw a rat trap.
"Despicable!"
"Shameless!"
Several Thousand Howling Clan powerhouses scolded angrily, but they were helpless, but they felt more and more shocked, and even a little frightened.
This is still in his own forbidden land, there are layers of prohibitions laid by the prison for many years, although in order to induce Wu Ming to take the bait, he deliberately did not open to the strongest state, but it will inevitably be affected a lot.
Otherwise, how could they claim to have the ability to stop the existence of the Holy Realm?
But that's it, the other party not only showed super combat power, but also blocked the siege of the two pseudo-saints and the three supreme venerables.
It is conceivable that if you go it alone, there will be no one who can match it.
Such an existence, once it breaks through the Holy Realm, will inevitably ascend to the top of the powerhouses, and it may not even take long to be able to compete with an existence like the Howling Dome Saint.
The Thousand Howl Clan powerhouses present were all on one side, with names and surnames, but they had never heard of any clan of Demi-Saint Venerables who could be so strong.
For example, among the generations of powerhouses of the four major overlord clans, including those who have advanced to the Holy Realm, they do not have such great power.
Even among them, those who had the privilege of following the powerhouses of this realm, who had come out of the Yunqi Realm and had seen the major powerhouses in the Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms, had never heard of such an existence against the heavens.
If it's a single one, it's fine, but if there is a group behind it, and one is not handled well, it will attract the other tribe to come, can the Cloud Moisture Realm hold up?
"Hmph, an ant-like thing, what are you if you don't have the protection of the Holy Armor and the Holy Weapon?"
Wu Mingke didn't care what they thought, the sword was vertical and horizontal, the palm strength was unparalleled, and Shengsheng broke through a vacuum in the infinite prohibition, appeared in front of Jian Chew, and the broken sword was slashed off on the head.
Click!
In the piercing explosion, the giant shield in Jian Chew's hand flashed with infinite dazzling firelight, and the entire beheaded explosion retreated, smashing on the wall with countless forbidden reinforcements, but it smashed out a huge pit, spitting blood as if he didn't want money in his mouth, and only the fear that could not be dissolved was left in his eyes.
Carrying holy armor and holding a holy shield, under the double protection, he couldn't block the opponent's blow, what kind of power is this?
What frightened him the most was that Wu Ming didn't use any energy such as Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi at all, but with the power of his pure body, even the strongest Earth Dragon Clan in this realm didn't have such great power!
"Get out of here!"
Wu Ming burst out like thunder, made a mistake under his feet, and his majestic body rampaged, instantly defeating the two pseudo-saint powerhouses joining forces, and the two Thousand Howling Clan Venerables who were shocked vomited blood.
But even so, he still has no chance to get out of this prison, because the prohibition here, for some time, has begun to strengthen!
The pressure given to him invisibly has increased exponentially, if it is delayed any longer, let alone him, even if it is a holy realm power, it will be difficult to get out easily.