Thundered!

Thousands of huge waves rush to the sky, like a dragon covering the sea, and like the sky and the earth cracking, roaring endlessly, the clouds and mist on both sides of the river surge wildly, enveloping the front, forming a rainbow-like arch.

The waves of ups and downs, like carps competing for the top, swarmed, but did not want to rush through the arch, but surrounded Wu Ming, as if sending off the king.

Wu Ming's eyes were as clear as the moon, and the incomparable sword qi around his body suddenly dissipated, all of which converged into his body, turning into invisible little snakes, wandering among the flesh and blood, muscles and bones, and even meridians.

Snort!

As the dense and muffled sound stirred endlessly, the surface of its body suddenly shot out a series of black-brown qi as thin as the tip of a needle, and as more and more, more and more dense qi gushed out, and the surrounding body seemed to be shrouded in a layer of strange black mist, exuding a fishy smell.

A wave came, but it was no longer as if he wanted to knock Wu Ming into the water before, as if he was treating the most cherished treasure, gently brushing away the dust on it, and it was gentle and difficult to attach.

"It's time to finish!"

Wu Ming put his hands behind his back, stepped out like a leisurely stroll, and stepped into the gate of the Cloud Mist Palace, and the sound of thousands of rivers competing for the current was instantly heard behind him.

As soon as the eyes lit up, all the roar dissipated, and a small reef-like island appeared at the feet, and not far away, more than a dozen young men and women of the Danshan clan, as if facing a great enemy, looked at Wu Ming, whose face was ruddy and fair, and did not seem to be extremely consumed at all, and their eyes showed disbelief.

Looking at the human race, no one is more familiar with this place than the Danshan people, and they have long memorized the various records in the clan, but they never thought that there would be people entering and leaving this place as if they were walking in a garden.

Even if the mountain djinn, to be exact, even if it is a heavenly demon djinn here, it will not be so calm and calm, without any loss, and it is said that it is good to sharpen the spirit and spirit?

Only a man and a woman suddenly changed their complexions several times when they saw Wu Ming, their pupils contracted like needletips, and the breath around them was a little unstable.

These two people are also one of the young Tianjiao of the Danshan clan who greeted the old man with Songpu outside the Black Dragon Ridge before.

If it is said that Wu Ming at the first sight, he is a divine sword that is sharp and ready to unsheath and kill the enemy at any time, but at this time, he is like an ordinary person, his spirit is completely restrained, and he does not see the edge at all.

At a glance, it is as warm as jade, like a spring breeze, and there is no discomfort at all between the light smiles.

"Amazing!"

Finally, after staring at Wu Ming for a long time, the man in the middle of the face was difficult to see, and spit out two words dryly.

"Death to the Movers!"

What is shocking is that Wu Ming, who gives people a sense like spring breeze and rain, speaks softly, but exudes an incomparable edge like a divine soldier, cold like a cold wind, blowing through everyone's hearts.

"Wu Ming, don't deceive people too much!"

The young man at the head of the group had a sinking face, his eyes were full of anger, and the green tendons on his fists were violent, but he really didn't make a move.

He felt that with his own strength to fight ordinary emperors, he would really die under Wu Ming's hands, and that one-word bullying and domineering way was from the confidence of the martial arts true meaning that far surpassed anyone present and was infinitely close to the half-saint!

The Twelve True Intentions of Martial Arts, Wu Ming has already entered the realm of doing whatever he wants for many years, and has mastered at least seven or eight peerless skills, and he is only one step away from being able to lay the foundation for martial arts to enter the Holy Dao with his own martial arts cultivation.

And this foundation is the ninth true meaning of martial arts - out of the gods!

Even Wu Ming himself didn't expect that just cultivating the Dragon Sword Technique across the border to the realm of doing whatever he wanted would bring such a big change to himself.

To be exact, it has not yet reached the point of being superb, but the kick that is on the door has already stepped out, and there is only one opportunity left.

Even, he had a feeling that it was not an opportunity, but an invisible obstacle or shackle, and it was his cultivation that limited the breakthrough.

Seriously speaking, it is the container itself that cannot contain such great power, and can only be infinitely close!

At this time, Wu Ming, although his cultivation was more than one step behind the other party, his martial arts realm was enough to crush him, just like a half-grown teenager holding a machine gun against several strong men with swords and guns.

The gap is clear at a glance!

As if he hadn't heard of it, Wu Ming ignored the dozen or so peak grandmasters who could shake ordinary great masters in the outside world, and walked straight to the whirlpool behind the island.

"Don't let him go......"

Seeing that Wu Ming was about to enter it, the direction of his coming suddenly flickered, and a figure with a sluggish breath to the extreme burst out, but it was a young man who was carrying a mountain, one of the seven people who blocked the road before.

"Ahh

Everyone's expressions changed greatly, and they hurriedly divided a few people to support him, and the rest of them vaguely spread out and surrounded Wu Ming.

He ...... He killed the sixth brother, and ...... And also...... Woo, fourth sister and fifth brother, you have to avenge them, the brothers died so miserably!"

The young man was out of breath and intermittent, but he explained things clearly.

"Look for death!"

"Kill him!"

"He must not be allowed to leave!"

Everyone was furious, the breath around them swelled, and the surging qi and blood set off layers of invisible ripples, like an emperor, releasing coercion and enveloping Wu Ming, who had his back to everyone.

From beginning to end, Wu Ming didn't turn around, didn't even speed up his pace to leave, just stood there quietly.

"Don't be impulsive!"

The first woman suddenly stopped everyone, a pair of crystal eyes, staring at Wu Ming's back, gradually, in his heart, the back increased infinitely, like a mountain.

The woman's face turned pale, and she turned her head slightly to look at the man in charge, and found that the other party's face was also gloomy and dripping.

"Fourth sister, fifth brother!"

A tall young man said urgently.

"Let him go!"

The young man at the head said astringently.

Everyone's faces changed, and their eyes showed disbelief, but no one dared to make a move, because the person who made the shot had already been stopped by the two of them, and at the same time, they found that at some point, Wu Ming's trace had been lost in front of them, and they couldn't help but be shocked.

"Second brother and third brother are there ......"

The two glanced at each other and shook their heads slightly, everyone suddenly realized, but it was still difficult to hide the shock in their eyes, it turned out that the two of them really realized that even if they could stop Wu Ming with the strength of everyone, they would inevitably pay a heavy price, not to mention that the probability was not high.

Rather than this, it is better to let Wu Ming leave and leave it to the two most outstanding contemporary people of the Danshan clan to deal with.

It's just that everyone's hearts are beating like drums, and in the face of Wu Ming, who has already mastered the power of supernatural transformation, can his brother really do it?

......

It is still the roar of the river, the waves are turbulent, the wind and waves are turbulent, one after another, but in the eyes of Wu Ming at this time, there is no pressure at all, and even some enjoy the tempering of the invisible power contained in it.

"I wonder what happened to the grinding disc at this time?"

While wandering, Wu Ming frowned slightly, and looked at his right wrist, where the yellow and misty mountain shadows flickered.

The eighteen bends of the mountain are extraordinary, although they can accommodate the existence of the two classes of the grandmaster and the great grandmaster to enter it, they are not stepping into one place, as if they are separated by parallel spaces.

This is also the reason why the mountain elder is relieved that Wu Ming has entered this place, otherwise, no matter how strong Wu Ming's talent is, he will not be able to shake the existence of the emperors in the tribes of the Great Xianbei Mountain and the Danshan clan with his current strength.

You must know that there are many peak emperors among them, even if no one condenses the Holy Dao, it is enough to easily crush him.

And the mountain elder and the Danshan clan, or rather, the agreement with the temples, if someone in the mountain range djinn clan can be the first to step on the top of the eighteen bends of the mountain, it means that the mountain djinn has risen from heaven and needs to be cultivated in the ancestral land of the royal house or in the Danshan clan, which originally belonged to the mountain djinn.

In other words, as long as Wu Ming was the first to reach the top, he could help the mountain elder get back a treasure, he didn't know what the treasure was, only that it was closely related to the mountain giant spirit that had lost its spiritual intelligence.

Along the way, Wu Ming didn't seem to be in a hurry, but in fact, he was all in the calculation, because the mountain elder had already relied on his supreme power to search all over the Black Dragon Ridge and determined that the Danshan clan had not been able to reach the top within a certain period of time.

At least, there is no one in the Grandmaster realm, otherwise the Giant Spirit Mountain Seal will remind him.

But the existence within the first order of the emperor, when Shan Lao wanted to investigate, he was obscured by some kind of power, obviously it was the existence of the same level, most of them were Zhu Sheng.

The task of the grinding disc is to prevent all existences that may reach the top, at least to do it, until Wu Ming reaches the top, no emperor can cross him.

"That's it!"

Wu Ming thought about it silently, knowing that no matter how much he thought about it at this time, it would be useless, so he instantly suppressed all his distracting thoughts and rushed straight to the two unusually tall figures looming in the waves in front of him.

"Second brother go first!"

When Wu Ming approached, the two people also sensed his presence, and one of them resolutely turned around, stepped straight on the waves, and slaughtered from afar.

Bang!

The waves that were enough to pull the ordinary emperor into the bottom of the water, at the moment when the person jumped, collapsed, and the ripples around him covered by the majestic blood were agitated, like a fierce beast awakening, looking up to the sky and roaring.

"It's really extraordinary, there are two existences in the Danshan clan that are comparable to Wei Chishang!"

Wu Ming stepped on the waves under his feet, and his speed remained the same, but at the moment when the opponent's strength rushed to his face, he easily dodged.

At the beginning, in the Qianlong Yuan, Wei Chishang could fight with him at the same level, but at that time, Wu Ming had not yet achieved the Infinite Law, and his physique had not yet been tempered to the limit, and he was not just about to reach the realm of transcendence.

Even if Wei Chishang has improved after breaking through the grandmaster, he is definitely far inferior to the current Wu Ming, who is at the same level as Tianjiao, and has already been thrown out of a big way.

"Hmph, do you dare to underestimate me?"

The young man shouted angrily, but there was no anger in his eyes, but he was full of solemnity and solemnity, and his right hand pressed violently, and in a trance, a huge tree came out horizontally, and the balance was incomparably pressed between the two.

"Bear the mountain and pick up the air!"

Wu Ming shook his head indifferently, his feet were slightly wrong, his arms were stretched, and the phoenix spread its wings, swift and agile, and slapped his palms in mid-air.

In the loud bang, the giant wood broke violently, and the waves on the river between the two people were agitated, and the man snorted and retreated, stepping out dozens of dents on the river surface, and a trace of red blood stains overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and he suffered a lot of internal injuries.

Sou!

Wu Ming was in mid-air, leaving a series of afterimages, stepping on the turbulent undulating waves, a few ups and downs, catching up with another person hundreds of feet away, and slapping it with a palm.