Hundreds of Demon Venerables, more than a dozen pseudo-saints, are nothing in the Demon Star Abyss, but they are also a third of the powerhouses in this trip.

The reason why they gathered here was to listen to Princess Purple Kite's words, and to target Wu Ming and all forces in Shenzhou, and prepare to reap the benefits.

But I never thought that when the main protagonist appeared, Princess Purple Kite, the initiator, would flee as soon as possible.

If you run away, you just run away, you don't even have the courage to fight, you just lose the face of the Purple Moon Imperial Family!

Even if he is respectful to the Purple Moon Imperial Family, how can he not hate being treated as an outcast at this time?

"Hmph!

Wu Ming was cold, but he was not angry about Princess Purple Kite's escape, and he was not even surprised.

If it was so easy to kill a descendant of the Purple Moon Imperial Family, it would be impossible for this clan to dominate the Demon Star Heavenly Abyss for countless years, and even more so, it would dominate the Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds!

However, escaping a purple kite princess is nothing, and there are so many demon powerhouses, it is not worth the trip!

"Die!"

Wu Ming grabbed it with his hand and forcibly took a holy treasure with surging magic power directly into his palm, ignoring the vibrating and resisting of this holy magic treasure, and swept out with one leg.

Rumble!

Powerful and boundless, the fierce and unparalleled strength came out, and everywhere they passed, four or five Demon Venerable powerhouses didn't even let out a scream, and they were whipped into a blood mist by a leg whip.

"Poof......

The demon pseudo-saint powerhouse who was robbed of the demon treasure was even more shocked, his heart and gall were broken, and while suffering from the backlash and vomiting blood, he finally recognized the reality, and without hesitation, he withdrew and retreated, turned around and fled.

If you don't run away, your life will be gone!

At this moment, he had quite a bit of experience of Princess Purple Kite's previous mood.

If it was placed in the past, so many demon powerhouses were present, even if they encountered the power of the human race holy realm in person, they would dare to shake it hard, but they ran into Wu Ming, who was domineering and fierce when he made a move.

Let this demon powerhouse, who is dominated by his physical body and is accustomed to the last word that big fists are the last word, have seen what true power is.

This kind of hard-hitting style, which is difficult to shake even the Holy Grade Demon Treasure, has caused them an unimaginable mental impact.

It is not easy to collapse without a touch, and it is not until more than half of the dead and wounded that there is a rout.

It's a pity that even if you are not afraid of death, it is still difficult to change the ending.

Especially when a pseudo-saint powerhouse fled, it directly brought a chain reaction, and when Wu Ming shot again, it was almost a one-touch collapse, and he barely joined forces to resist one or two, and there was a large-scale rout.

But with Wu Ming's strength, he can already ignore the spatial distance, not to mention that he is out of sight, even if he escapes thousands of miles away, as long as the qi is locked, he can still use thunder means to kill in the air!

Rumble!

Just like now, Wu Ming made a stele, the heaven and the earth hung upside down, the earth's veins surged, connected to the great power of heaven and earth, and the infinite power turned and flowed backwards on the palm, as if it had become a meat grinder.

"Ah......h

More than a dozen Demon Venerables, who didn't even have the slightest strength to resist, exploded into a blood mist in the surging power of endless rage.

Even if a few can support one or two, it is just a shining fire, and it is difficult to reach the energy of the bright moon, and it will collapse in an instant, following in the footsteps of the former!

Even the Demon Pseudo-Saint can resist Wu Ming's heavy blow at most, and then he will be injured and temporarily retreat, almost without the strength to fight again!

In this case, although the demon clan has always been bloody and brave, and it is not a dead thing that does not know what fear is, under the threat of death, it naturally has no heart to fight.

However, in such a situation, even if you escape, where can you flee to?

Wu Ming didn't even show the three-headed and six-armed immortal golden body, and in a matter of moments, he slaughtered nearly a hundred demon venerables and five or six demon pseudo-saint powerhouses.

The remaining demon powerhouses, even if they were the first to flee when they saw the opportunity, were only a hundred miles away at this time.

The demons are not like the human race, they are good at strange and obscene skills, and all kinds of strange treasures emerge in an endless stream, and usually, nine out of nine have powerful attack blades and talisman armor.

That is, a noble daughter of heaven like Princess Purple Kite has her own family and gives more than one life-saving treasure, so that she can escape with her life in the face of Wu Ming's fierce attack.

"Huh!"

Wu Ming smiled coldly, reached out and grabbed it to the sky, and the flowing light in his palm surged wildly, turning into a spear light and shadow, and he brushed it away.

Shout!

In an instant, the spear of light shot out, like a meteor piercing the sky, and appeared in the heart of the fleeing demon pseudo-saint, directly penetrating its protective demon light, and puffed it to the heart.

Burst!

The next moment, this demon pseudo-saint didn't even have time to scream, and after the terrifying energy penetrated through his body, he exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

Puff puff!

Under the concoction of the same method, several demon pseudo-saint powerhouses were killed by the light spear in Wu Ming's hand.

More than a dozen Demon Venerable powerhouses who fled were even more desperate, running for their lives, but in an instant, they only felt that the sky was spinning, and there was a flower in front of them, but they saw the figure that made them desperate, and it was actually right in front of them.

It's not that Wu Ming's speed is so fast that he instantly appears in front of all the Demon Venerable powerhouses, nor is it that he has countless clones and intercepts everyone at the same time, but that he has used the means of the power of the Holy Realm - Dou Zhuan Xingxing!

Under the shroud of the furnace of heaven and earth, suppressing more than a dozen Demon Venerable powerhouses and moving them back to their original places is really nothing to Wu Ming today.

Buzz!

With a dull roar like thunder, the Heaven and Earth Furnace was full of light, and more than a dozen Demon Venerable powerhouses cursed and shouted in despair abruptly, and they exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

"Purple Kite ......"

Wu Ming's eyes flickered with coldness, he stepped forward, and with his hands propped up, he was about to break through the barriers of heaven and earth and continue to chase and kill, but suddenly his steps were stunned, and his face became extremely ugly.

"Who is it?"

With his right hand caressing his heart, Wu Ming's face was gloomy, his eyebrows were full of sadness, and his breath was a little disordered, and the next moment it was dead and silent.

Click!

Thunder suddenly appeared, a huge opening flashed in the sky, and Wu Ming flashed straight inside, his eyes were as cold as a knife, and he rushed straight into the chaotic nothingness.

"This fellow Daoist, stay for the time being!"

Just as Wu Ming was about to rush into the depths of nothingness, an ethereal and mysterious voice came, as if it was close in front of him, and it seemed to be far away in the sky, but it easily came into Wu Ming's ears.

"Get out, this king doesn't have time to waste with a group of lonely ghosts!"

Wu Ming didn't look back, roared sharply, and stepped forward.

"You ......"

Rao is secret person seems to be unfathomable and has excellent cultivation, and at this time, his heart was also aroused by this unceremonious reprimand, and his voice couldn't help but sharpen a few sides, and he said loudly, "Dao is friendly and loud, since the Middle Ages, no one has dared to be so rude to this god!"

Thundered!

As he spoke, a terrifying and incomparable force surged like waves, impacting from all directions towards the spatial boundary wall that was opened by Wu Ming and forcibly fixed.

I have to say that the timing of the secret person's attack is excellent, and it can be described as ruthless, which is right in the most dangerous moment for Wu Ming.

At this time, Wu Ming not only had to force out a spatial crack that could be passed, but also to find a more stable route from it in order to move the space.

Even the power of the Holy Realm needs to be used with all his strength, and if you are distracted, you may get lost in it or even suffer heavy damage.

"Look for death!"

Wu Ming's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and the vertical pupil light pattern at the center of his eyebrows flashed, and suddenly he turned around, as if three heads and six arms appeared, and at the same time they merged into one, and the vertical pupils in the center of his eyebrows burst out with a wisp of sharp light like a divine soldier out of the sheath, instantly sweeping through the void.

Buzz!

The gaze that was almost like a substance was actually the impact of the spatial barrier sneering, like a crack in the silk, and finally stopped in one place.

There, there was a figure that was almost changing between the unreal, as if it was formless and formless, standing among it, as if looking at Wu Ming with a sneer.

"Humph!"

Feeling the terrifying power in this gaze, the figure snorted, and it turned into reality from nothingness, directly dimmed for three points, and then re-illusory, burst back into the depths of nothingness, and screamed, "Okay, good, what a carefree king Wu Ming, this god remembers you, no matter how extraordinary your means, you don't want to leave Kunlun Mountain alive!"

This person in the dark seems to know Wu Ming, and he knows quite well.

Even, he may be secretly observing, watching Wu Ming slaughter more than a hundred demon powerhouses.

But it is precisely because of this that the other party dares to anger Wu Ming, I have to say that in addition to his commendable courage, he seems to be quite confident in his own strength.

It's a pity that he overestimated himself too much, and also underestimated Wu Ming at this time, what kind of murderous intent he had!

"A group of lonely ghosts, who only dare to hide in dark corners and survive, dare to be presumptuous in front of this king?"

Wu Mingjian raised his eyebrows, stomped hard under his feet, and in the rumbling roar, the space passage that had been stretched out directly collapsed, turning into a surging silent space, and at the same time, with a flip of his wrist, there was an additional three-foot long knife-Cloud Shattering Knife.

Zheng!

The sword roared to the sky, stirring the void, a terrifying and unscrupulous destructive force, unscrupulously venting out from the blade, with Wu Ming's virtual shattering cloud knife, a touch of incomparable blade, straight through the layers of space barriers, straight to the figure that was constantly exploding.

"Daring, you dare to defy the gods!"

The figure was furious, roaring loudly, facing this incomparable sword, there was not much fear, but a sharp pause, I don't know what method was cast, and a sharp edge also rose in front of him.

It was a gun, a holy spear that shimmered blue and shone in the dark.

Airplanes!

In an instant, the holy spear was raised, and the spear turned into a star, and it came out at one point, straight to the knife.

"Don't ......"

Seeing that the sword and the gun were about to touch, in the distant void, there seemed to be a sharp shout, but it was already a step too late.

Click!

Almost instantly, the two intersected, collapsing into an endless edge, as if two comets collided, and after a moment of silence, an invisible wave of light swept away with an immeasurable amount of edge.

Thundered!

The layers of space barriers instantly became a sieve, I don't know how many layers were penetrated, and the spatial turbulence inside seemed to have found an outlet, surging out like a flood.

Zheng!

And in the center of the silence, a wisp of sword came first, cutting through the swept light wave, and directly taking the staggering and exploding figure.