"Ah......h

In a moment, the field screamed again and again, shouted angrily, severed limbs, and flesh and blood flew sideways.

This is not a fight at all, it is clearly a one-sided merciless slaughter!

Whether it is the dragon clan who claims to be born as the emperor, or the tiger demon of the roaring mountains and forests, or the fierce tree that is born with xenos, or the phoenix clan that has nirvana immortality, in Wu Ming's hands, it is almost like a toy, and it is easily torn and suppressed.

In just half a cup of tea, there were only four blood-soaked demon clan powerhouses left in the field, a pseudo-saint true dragon, a pseudo-saint tiger demon, a pseudo-saint heavenly phoenix, and a pseudo-saint murder tree!

Although he is still alive, in the face of the ferocious and decisive Wu Ming, he has already stepped into the ghost gate with half a foot!

"Terran, you dare to kill my people like this......"

The Fierce Tree Pseudo-Saint held a blue-gold spear in his hand and shouted angrily, but anyone could see that his color was fierce.

"A pile of rotten wood, and dare to threaten this king?"

Wu Mingsen smiled, his body flashed, and he stepped forward in an instant, raising his right hand, slashing like a knife.

But when he heard a muffled sound, a shriveled arm like a withered branch flew in response, and the fierce tree pseudo-saint snorted and retreated, full of horror, and the proud body of the wood god couldn't withstand Wu Ming's palm knife blow at all.

"Kill him!"

At the moment of life and death, under the mortal threat, the Fierce Tree Pseudo-Saint was stimulated with ferocity, and at the moment of retreat, it fused with the spear in his hand, turning into a canopy of vines, and lightning was like a poisonous snake winding up.

Buzz!

In an instant, Wu Ming was entangled, and he was wrapped in death, allowing the crunch of the incomparable impact of the huge force, but he was desperately entangled.

"Die!"

The True Dragon Pseudo-Saint roared angrily, and a dark black iron hammer like a small mountain, wrapped in the momentum of wind and thunder, smashed towards Wu Ming.

"Roaring ......"

The Tiger Demon Pseudo-Saint turned into a half-human, half-demon form, and with the wave of his claws, he brought up an endless storm of blades, sweeping towards Wu Minghou's heart.

"Phew!"

The pseudo-saint of the Feng clan directly turned into a red golden flame, and the entire phoenix fire that wrapped Wu Ming inside, which was enough to melt gold and turn iron, and the best Taoist weapons could be burned, licked Wu Ming's body surface, making the dark golden Sanskrit flicker.

The four demon clan pseudo-saints, unreservedly fighting for their lives, revealed a powerful power, which was enough to make the power of the holy realm change color, and they had to avoid the edge for the time being.

At this time, Wu Ming was trapped by the pseudo-saint body of the fierce tree, and it was difficult to spread his hands and feet, and the real dragon hit the top with the wind and thunder, the tiger demon split his heart, and the phoenix fire burned his spirit, which can be said to be extremely dangerous.

All the people who saw this scene held their breath and secretly gritted their teeth and prayed.

It's a pity that nine out of ten things in the world are unsatisfactory, not to mention, if Wu Ming is so easy to fall, he won't be alive now!

Bang!

In an instant, an infinite amount of demonic light of all colors surged, the dragon roared and the tiger roared, the phoenix roared in the sky, and the towering ancient tree bloomed its last vitality, and the crown of the tree seemed to cover the sky, shining brightly, submerging the figure like a demon god.

Rumble!

But just when all the brilliance burst to the extreme, it suddenly slammed inward, as if something had absorbed all the power in an instant, and in the next moment, it poured out in an instant.

"Roaring ......"

There was a cry of despair, accompanied by a huge broken body, which flew out like a rag bag and came to an abrupt end.

There were also shriveled corpses, twisted and curled, scattered outward.

Quack!

A thin but tall figure slowly walked out from the red golden flames, and the Dao vines wrapped around his body collapsed inch by inch like gold and iron, turning into flying ashes and scattering.

"Good wine!"

Wu Ming's right hand made a wine glass, and the furnace of heaven and earth turned into the size of a wine cup, condensed between the curled thumb and index finger, containing a puff of fire and blood-like brilliance, and drank it all with his head up.

"You dare!"

The strong man of the Feng clan who was outside, the voice of the qi was a little sharper, and the swaying flames rose, surrounding the sky and the earth, and it actually passed through the Chu River and Han realm, making the inside of a trance rise a little heat.

Without it, Wu Ming was not drinking wine, it was clearly the true blood of the Feng clan!

For Wu Ming, what is the difference between the true blood that contains the origin of fire and the strongest treasure wine in the world?

It's not too big to kill people, but Wu Ming's approach is provoking the Feng clan, and he has formed an undying grudge!

Mo said that it has always been arrogant Feng clan, even any race, will be angry.

"Hoo ......"

Wu Ming let out a long breath of turbidity, and swept towards the Holy Martial Battle Order with an indifferent face, but he turned a blind eye to the mottled scars on his body, and said indifferently, "It's very boring, it's happy, let them go together!"

Even though the four pseudo-saints joined forces, the final blow did leave scars on his body, but after all, it was only a skin injury.

Don't say that it is the immortal power of the immortal golden body, even if it is the self-contained supernatural power Bodhi divine light, it will recover in an instant, and it can't even make Wu Ming consume some strength.

It can only be said that the gap between the two sides cannot be calculated!

Airplanes!

Before the words fell, the Holy Martial Battle Order was reversed again, and the elephant of the dragon fighting the tiger roared in the sky, releasing immeasurable brilliance, making the light and shadow in the Chu River Han Realm flicker endlessly.

What is different from the past is that this time the brilliance flickered for a longer time, but there was obviously a slight abnormality.

"Yes, those old guys are still a bit of a trick, and you're not stupid enough to lose to a dead man!"

Wu Ming was cold, stood with his hands in his hands, and looked indifferently at the figures in the Han realm on the opposite side flickering.

"Wu Ming, you have killed innocents indiscriminately, acted perversely, and caused chaos in China, today is your death date!"

In the shadows, the people who have not yet fully appeared, one of them is a slightly tall figure, with a halberd pointing angry eyes, and shouting angrily.

"The Mo family, the Thousand Sword Sect, the family!"

Wu Ming's gaze swept over the other side indifferently, directly ignoring the tall middle-aged man in the Mo family, and fell on one of the old women, "Sword Rakshasas!"

"Brute!"

The Sword Rakshasa looked at Wu Ming with a gloomy look, his eyes seemed to be eager to cramp and peel him alive, and he shouted loudly, "That hypocrite of Lu Jiuyuan actually taught you such a ......."

"Die!"

Wu Ming's eyebrows flashed, and he coldly spit out a word.

"Little ......"

The face of the Mo family powerhouse changed drastically, but before he finished speaking, he felt a chill all over his body, and in the perception of his divine sense, a breath around him suddenly disappeared.

Turning his neck slightly, he turned his head to look, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his eyes were full of shock.

The dignified peak half-saint, the sword path has reached its own peak, vaguely touching the origin of the sword, comparable to the pseudo-saint sword rakshasa actually died so silently!

"Divine Sense Knife!"

"Say what you say!"

Several pseudo-saint powerhouses in the crowd even changed their faces drastically, and they did not hesitate to urge the life-saving hole cards that they would not normally use, and they were extremely frightened, and even stared at Wu Ming in horror.

Others don't know if they have noticed the power contained in the blow just now, but a few pseudo-saint powerhouses have felt it truly, it is not only the supreme inheritance of the Divine Consciousness Sect, but also the supreme power of the Legalist to follow the law!

Even though they had already exchanged information with each other, all kinds of information about Wu Ming, and knew that the other party had secretly studied the inheritance of the Divine Intention Sect, how could they have such terrifying power?

You must know that the strength of the Sword Rakshasa may only be comparable to that of a pseudo-saint, but its sword path is extremely powerful and indestructible.

Even the Supreme Inheritance Divine Intent Sword of the Divine Consciousness Sect should not have such a terrifying power that kills with such a strong will, a divine soul like a sword, and a restrained edge.

But on the contrary, Wu Ming not only did it, but also did not drag the mud and water, and even ...... He didn't care about the entanglement between the sword and Rakshasa mother and daughter and Lu Jiuyuan.

"I don't know whether I'm alive or dead!"

Wu Ming was cold, as if he had done something insignificant, looked at everyone indifferently, and his eyes fell on one of them again, "Brother Wang, don't come here for years, will you be fine?"

"Ahem!"

Wang Xuance coughed dryly, Jun's face was full of unnaturalness that could not be concealed, he pinched the folding fan with great caution, and could almost see the white bone joints, and said with a fist salute, "Brother Wu, why do you want to do such a meaningless killing, you must know that not all the people who come to Kunlun Mountain want to be enemies with you, you ......"

"Brother Wang wants to talk about himself, right?"

Wu Ming said lightly.

Wang Xuance hung his head suddenly, not knowing what to say.

"If what I expected is good, Xiao Baiyi should have reminded you not to get involved in this matter, but it's a pity ......"

Wu Ming shook his head indifferently, and his voice turned cold.

"Brother Wu, is there really no room for manoeuvre?"

Wang Xuance didn't answer, his face already said everything, and after a short silence, he made a final effort.

In fact, it's not just him, even Yuan Shenji and Xie Donghua, isn't that the case?

It's a pity that it's too late to wake up after all!

When they appeared in Kunlun Mountain, they were destined to be enemies of Wu Ming, and only one of the two sides could go down Kunlun Mountain alive.

Now Wu Ming is no longer the same as he was back then, and he no longer thinks about being in the same world with these people who are hostile to him.

The rebellion of the Demon Tribulation, the conspiracy of the Holy Ancestor, and the layout of the heavens were all out of his consideration!

These people are dead, and naturally there will be descendants.

If you can't resist it, then you will die a hundred, and there is nothing to regret!

This is Wu Ming now!

"Let's make a move, let this king take a look, in the past few years, how far have you cultivated the Xuanhuang Heavenly Strategy!"

Wu Ming turned his right hand back, swept Wang Xuance indifferently, his eyes fell on the people of the Mo family, and a trace of disdain appeared in his expression, "Didn't the Mo family bring two saint-rank puppet soldiers?

"Ladies and gentlemen, the matter here is already difficult to be good, don't have any luck, if you don't kill this demon, I won't regret to die, I'm afraid that the Shenzhou human race will have many disasters from now on!"

The face of the Mo family's pseudo-saint sank, he already knew Wu Ming's strength, and he was not angry because of Wu Ming's contemptuous attitude, but was extremely cautious.

Rumble!

Before the words fell, beside him, a giant with a shield appeared like a black iron tower, just standing there, giving people a sense of majesty like an abyss and a mountain.

Although the surface of the body shimmers with a metallic luster, except for the body shape, it is almost the same as the human race, but the power is too strong, like the presence of the Holy Person.

It is the puppet warrior of the Mo family's holy rank, who has unparalleled defensive power, comparable to the holy defense treasure, and can even harder shake the power of the holy realm!