How can it be?

The King of Ease, who started at the end of Wei, returned from Beijin as a hostage, was weak and proud of Shenzhou for ten years, did not die in the pursuit of strong enemies, was not suppressed by the sage, and did not wear out his will for three years of hard imprisonment?

Whether hostile or not, except for those who don't know Wu Ming, or the demon barbarians who are not familiar with Wu Ming, anyone who knows his life experience feels incredible and not real at all.

But the reality is that everything is happening right in front of you, and Wu Ming's breath is indeed weakening, to be exact, it is rapidly annihilating!

It seems that in the blink of an eye, it will be completely silent, and the Tao will be destroyed.

What happened under the cover of that amazing origin streamer before, others don't know, and it's not the time to explore, everyone only has one thought left - to grab the sword!

Even this hole card is innumerable, the talent is superb, and the peerless Tianjiao who can harm the saint has been planted, and the power of the Ten Thousand Illusion Bone Breaking Sword does not need to be repeated.

Facts speak louder than words, and this sword is a holy weapon!

"Draw Qu Luo, quickly use the secret technique of the royal family, summon the will of the first saint, and welcome back the bones of the first saint!"

A demon powerhouse let out a long roar, and suddenly turned into seven or eight figures, each of which was an entity, and each of them had a half-saint power.

The most terrifying thing is that the power is so strong that it is not inferior to the old half-saint powerhouses, and the strength is even more distinctive, and the cooperation is seamless, easily hitting several opponents, and stopping more than a dozen half-saint powerhouses with their own strength.

Bone painting demon clan, and it is a royal family descendant with the talent of painting bones and painting shadow clones!

Not just for a holy sword, but also for the sake of preventing the bones of the first saint from flowing out and being driven by others.

For any race, including the ferocious and tyrannical demons, they also have unparalleled reverence for their ancestors, and they must not be disgraced by their ancestors.

This is the basic philosophy of all Sapi people, and it is also the embodiment of cohesion.

Otherwise, how can a group that is not even recognized by its own ancestors have glory at all, and it is impossible to resist the erosion of foreign enemies.

This is especially true for a first-class powerhouse like the Painted Bone Royal Family!

Therefore, when he heard that this holy sword, which had disappeared countless years ago and was refined with the theme of the remains of his own ancestors, was reborn, the Painted Bone Royal Clan did not hesitate to send the elite of the clan.

At the cost of great cost, please mobilize the shadows and demon fallen people buried in Shenzhou by the rest of the races, even if it may be a trap, you must welcome back the remains of the ancestors.

"Get out of the way for the deity!"

Another Demon Race Half-Saint powerhouse is also incomparable, although his aura is far inferior to this Broken Bone Demon Half-Saint, but his body is shaking, and no less than eighteen figures have been transformed.

It is also the supreme talent of the Bone Painting Royal Clan, but its talent is obviously above that of the previous clan, even though the strength of each figure is weaker than its body, it is not inferior to the ordinary half-saint two realms and half-saints, or even stronger.

If you are desperate, even if you are a demi-saint of the Three Realms Refining Gods, you will not be able to win easily.

With such an astonishing burst of power, the demi-saint powerhouse who blocked the way was either seriously injured and retreated, or was directly knocked away, and it was invincible if it was not a top-level demi-saint.

What frightened and frightened the opponents the most was that there were many people they were familiar with, and even not long ago, they were chatting enthusiastically and even changing cups.

Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, they would become mortal enemies, life and death!

If you inadvertently sneak attack, with your own strength, you will be caught off guard, and you will be seriously injured if you don't die, and the probability of even falling is even greater!

Just thinking about it makes me shudder.

Imagine how dangerous it would be if you handed over your back to a trusted companion in the middle of a battle, only to be suddenly attacked?

And there are definitely a lot of people who think like this, and there are even a lot of people, which is also the fundamental reason why the Bone Drawing Demon Clan is so feared.

Therefore, it is not for nothing that the Painted Bone Demon Clan is called the secret spy of the Demon Clan.

"Painting the descendants of the bones and painting Quluo, welcoming the ancestors ......"

Out of nowhere, it sounded in a strange tone that made people feel awkward, it was the native language of the Painted Bone Royal Family, and it was a prayer that would only be recited when worshipping the ancestors.

At this time, it resounded in this exotic space, just to welcome back the bones of his ancestors!

Even the rest of the demons or fallen demons who don't understand it, their whole body of demonic energy is boiling, as if they have been infused with supreme magic power, and they are becoming more and more courageous, and the more they fight, the stronger they become!

However, on the side of humans, demons, and barbarians, due to various scruples and restrictions, even seventy percent of their strength may not be able to come out, and now they seem to be suppressed by the extraterrestrial magic power triggered by this prayer, and their strength has been reduced again and again.

Under the advantages of one and the other, although it occupies a numerical advantage, there is a trace of precariousness!

Airplanes!

As the prayer sounded, Wu Ming's body suddenly trembled, and the holy sword that passed through his chest was pulled out on its own little by little, but it strangely did not bring out the slightest blood stain.

However, the sharp-eyed person found that there was a trace of blood gold in the colorful glass-like sword body, as if a dragon and snake were swimming away, turning into mysterious and incomparable runes, which were burned on the sword body.

"Stop him!"

"He must not be allowed to take the Holy Sword away!"

"This is the treasure of my human race, how can I let the demon race get involved!"

There was an angry shout, and it rose up when the holy sword was about to leave its body, as if it was about to return to the hands of the bone-painting royal family.

As for whether to really prevent the demons from taking the sword, or to take the sword themselves, or both, that is the opinion of the benevolent and the wise.

Of course, there are many of them who unleash powerful treasures or talismans, intentionally or unintentionally bombarding Wu Ming himself.

In the eyes of many people, they may not believe that Wu Ming died like this!

In fact, where could it be so easy to fall?

Just like Xiao Baiyi and others, until this time, they didn't believe that Wu Ming died like this.

That proud and self-confident, proud and majestic, determined to be at ease, and a peerless genius who travels all worlds, will die?

"Welcome to the ancestors!"

Hua Qu Luo was in a hurry, and did not hesitate to resist with all his strength with his own shadow clone, and completely gave up the attack.

It's a pity that he underestimated the powerhouses of all races, and he may have been disturbed and distracted before, but now most people's intentions are extremely clear.

Either seize the sword, or destroy Wu Ming's body.

In this way, hundreds of demi-saint powerhouses went all out, urging treasures at any cost, and the power that erupted, how could a clone of the gifted Bone Drawing Demon Clan be able to resist?

Bang!

Almost in an instant, seven or eight doppelgangers directly turned into flying ashes, and most of the rest were severely damaged.

The doppelganger is destroyed, the demonic thoughts are eliminated, and the body is devoured, which is by no means easy to bear!

"Look for death!"

The mighty Painted Bone Royal Clan's Absolute Demon Venerable was furious, burst into a shout, and separated four painting shadow clones, rushing left and right, and rushing straight into the energy flow that was running wildly at any cost.

I don't know what secret technique was launched, and the four clones dissolved at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they actually opened a hole.

"Welcome to the ancestors!"

A gray shadow shot out from the crowd and landed in the gap in an instant, bowing to the holy sword on the opposite side, raising his hands above his head.

Zheng!

The holy sword roared, and with a flash of light, it left the tattered body of Wu Ming and landed in his hands.

"Hahaha!"

This gray shadow was wrapped in a mist of light that was difficult for ordinary people to see, and at this time, he stood up with his sword in his hand, laughing wildly.

Bang!

Almost at the same time, all the streamers smashed down, annihilating everything around Wu Ming before, and within a radius of a hundred zhang, it almost became a vacuum, and everything turned into powder.

Everything happened too suddenly, between the lightning and flint, the rabbit rose and fell, Wu Ming's body was also beaten to ashes, and the holy sword also fell into the hands of the Painted Bone Royal Family.

"How so?"

Xiao Baiyi and the others were stunned, they couldn't believe that Wu Ming died like this.

The physical body was destroyed, and it was under the unreserved attack of hundreds of semi-saint powerhouses, not to mention them, I am afraid that the pseudo-saints are here, and they all have to retreat and avoid the edge for the time being!

"That guy ......"

Ji Wuyue's three daughters, but they frowned slightly, although they didn't want to believe it, but Wu Ming's body was gone, how could he still be alive?

"Good people don't live long, and disasters will last for thousands of years, how can that kid die?"

Cao Ye shook his head again and again, instinctively feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it, after all, facts speak louder than words.

"Heh, finally dead!"

Cheng Jingyu, Sikong Hui and others are even more angry.

Dongfang Zixuan's eyes flashed with complexity, and then she smiled, and her whole body was indescribably relaxed.

Finally dead!

The shackles, the shadows, whatever the man brought them, now there are no bones, the Tao is gone, everything is empty.

The victor will write history, and the loser will leave nothing but infamy!

"It's a pity, there is one less opponent, and this princess thinks a little highly of you!"

A sneer flashed in Li Limei's beautiful eyes, looking at the place where there was nothing, but there was a sense of relief in her heart.

Although she doesn't want to admit it, it turns out that Wu Ming's existence is a stain that is difficult to wash away in her life.

Even if she is canonized in the future, this name will be an existence that she does not want to face in her life!

"This is dead? shouldn't it, the ancestor said, this kid is as hard as a shell, wherever he goes, why did he die so easily?"

Tiger Burn scratched his head, his face full of uncertainty, even before he had made a move, and without mercy.

But his ancestor is the idol he worships all his life, and he believes everything, but now that everyone has been beaten to ashes, what else can there be?

"I knew ......"

There was only one person, with an indifferent face, and from beginning to end, it seemed as if she was out of the way, as if everything had nothing to do with her.

The little princess of the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea - Ao Yunchan!

Even when the riots started and the war broke out, she didn't participate, except for the guards from the East China Sea, and she didn't stop the rest of the Four Seas Dragon Clan from participating in the war.

"In your opinion, is he really dead, or is he faked his death?"

Sui Miao's face was solemn, as if she was speaking to the air.

"Be careful, I think something is wrong, it seems that there is some power that has overwhelmed your Yin and Netherworld karma!"

In the wooden coffin behind him, there was a hoarse sound like gold and iron, which was uncomfortable, although it was not answered, but it revealed an unspeakable danger.

A mysterious power that can overwhelm the karmic fire of the underworld?

"Huh!"

As if in order to verify the mysterious existence in the wooden coffin, the wild laughter of the very proud Bone-Painted Bone Royal Clan powerhouse came to an abrupt end, and was replaced by a chuckle.

Anyone can hear the ridicule contained in it, and it is so familiar!