Roar!

Cangyue roared in pain, and the light and shadow at the wound flickered, as if it had permeated the whole body.

In the face of a Saint Realm power with special powers, such as Hua Xingyue, if he continues like this, he may fall here before he is promoted to the Saint Realm.

"Die!"

The black magic light flashed in the eyes of the painting star, and the terrifying killing machine burst out, and the fanged double dagger in his hand suddenly disappeared and reappeared.

In the blink of an eye, in the virtual and real, I don't know how many times it flickered.

Snort!

Countless sharp rays covered the surface of Cangyue's body, and the mad sneer was endless, leaving countless twisted, overlapping cross-snake-shaped terrifying scars in an instant, making people's scalps tingle and shuddering.

Looking at it from afar, it was like countless alien demon snakes, attached to the surface of Cangyue's body, wandering and biting, devouring its flesh essence, and even burrowing into its body.

What's even more terrifying is that these Demon Snake Phantoms contain the Origin Innate Power that belongs to Painted Xingyue, which is extremely difficult, constantly eroding Cangyue's body, destroying the Divine Dao Origin in his body that has not yet truly taken shape.

Once the indelible damage is caused and the foundation is touched, even if you can escape this catastrophe, I am afraid that there is no hope for the Holy Realm in this life!

Roar!

Cangyue roared angrily, and his big hand grabbed the thick breath treasure gourd, like a mountain hammer, and smashed it up.

Boom Boom!

The thunderous roar was endless, shaking the void, and the roar of heaven and earth came and went, one after another, one after another.

But the way to draw Xingyue's body is extremely weird, every time it seems to be hit, it is actually just an afterimage.

Cang Yue's move of losing his mind not only did not work, but instead revealed a lot of flaws in the smashing, and was easily assaulted by Hua Xingyue, leaving countless greater wounds.

Seeing that, Cangyue's majestic aura became more and more disordered and weak, and he was almost dead, but there was still no one to come to the rescue.

As a last resort, Wu Ming could only reappear, regardless of his serious injuries, desperately entangled with Hua Xingyue.

It can control the two holy weapons, maintain the immortal golden body of the Great Black Sky, the consumption is so great, it is already amazing, and now it has not recovered at all, and there are injuries in the body, how is it the opponent of painting Xingyue?

But whether it is the Wanyin robe or the Baoguang glazed sword, Wu Ming can't abandon it, otherwise he can only die faster.

The former protects the body, and the latter is the only weapon that can threaten Hua Xingyue now, even if it is just a threat, it is enough to make the opponent avoid three points.

"Save him!"

The Hurry Sage shouted angrily, shaking the void, "If you give up Wu Ming today, who will you give up tomorrow?" If you don't save him, the old man will withdraw from the temples on behalf of the Ten Thousand Bone Caves, the Three Holy Mountains, and the Cold Night Pavilion!"

Wow!

One word stirred up a thousand waves, and even in the midst of the melee, the powerful words of this sage also shocked all the powerhouses of Shenzhou.

Moreover, the faces of the two saints of the human race were ugly, especially Zhu Sheng's handsome face with a white and beardless face, which seemed to be purple and blue.

Not only were the people puzzled, but the saints were also puzzled.

It stands to reason that such an old monster will never take a stand lightly, in case it will be liquidated in the future.

Even though Wu Ming's potential and strength, and even his own influence are quite extraordinary, they have not reached the point where the three major heavenly forces are betting on everything!

"Hasty, you are so disregarding the overall situation, you want to ......"

Zhu Sheng couldn't help but shout.

"Big picture, Lao Tzu hates you the most high-sounding, a hypocrite with a bad belly!"

He scolded in a hurry, his eyes seemed to be red, "Believe it or not, now Lao Tzu immediately withdraws immediately, and when he goes back, he will close the mountain with the Three Holy Mountains and the Hanxiao Pavilion to see how you guys can survive the demon tribulation?"

Although it was a question, everyone felt that this person could definitely sit down.

Saint and heaven Qi, eternal and unmovable!

Once a decision has been made, it is difficult to shake it, and it must not be taken lightly!

"Hasty, do you think you are the only one who can make trouble unreasonably, and what am I waiting here to fight for the enemy?"

Ao Yan Dragon Saint let out a long roar, and while scratching a few claws of the Demon Monarch fiercely, he said in a deep voice, "For the sake of the overall situation of Shenzhou, who hasn't sacrificed?" If you don't want to, I don't want to, everyone doesn't want to, Shenzhou has long been eaten up by the demons. ”

"Fart, you ......"

Cang Du was obviously extremely angry, and scolded without regard for his identity.

"Humph!"

The Fox Barbarian Saint snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "How did the Holy Ancestor of our clan fall?

Don't forget, now that the land of Shenzhou is in the hands of the human race, if you don't dare to fight hard, we can naturally sit back and watch you fight with the demons!"

"Yes, even if Shenzhou falls, my dragon clan will have their own place to live!"

Ao Yan said.

"Okay, you ......"

Cang Du laughed angrily, but he couldn't really leave his opponent to rescue Wu Ming.

He sensed that his opponent, this man who was wearing armor and covering his head and feet, had an extremely strong force in his body.

If he is not careful, not only will he be in danger, but the rest of the saints will also become his targets.

For the sake of a Wu Ming, is it worth putting the six sages in danger?

It's not about whether it's worth it or not, it's about whether the interests of both parties are equal.

Protect Wu Ming, put yourself in danger, don't protect Wu Ming, don't say that the previous agreement is invalid, look at the current situation, Wu Ming is almost dead and alive!

"Shoot with all your might, kill your opponent!"

Han Sheng suddenly shouted, and on his pale face covered with a strange blue light, an indescribable layer of blood suddenly emerged, and his breath rose again and again, and there were signs of returning to his peak state.

"Brother Han, you ......"

Zhu Sheng was taken aback, which was not trivial.

is not only worried about Han Sheng's sudden outburst, regardless of his own injury, but also because of Han Sheng's attitude.

If Wu Ming can hold on and hold on until the saints kill the opponent, he will naturally be able to live.

If not, then you're on your own!

But with his own words, can Wu Ming survive?

All saints have numbers in their hearts.

But on the contrary, Zhu Sheng sensed something different from his attitude, it seemed that this iron-faced and selfless Legalist sage had moved his mind to protect Wu Ming, a lawless man!

Is it because of Lu Jiuyuan?

As a strong man of the same generation, the two sides have been friends for thousands of years, and they are almost familiar with everything about each other, Zhu Sheng believes that he will never guess wrong.

The Cang Decisive Sage was still old and blue, but he had eased up a little, but there was also an anxious look in his eyes.

That's all he can do!

If you persist any longer, you don't need the demons to make a move, and if you have a disagreement on your side, I'm afraid that you will be caught by the other party and broken by each one.

The Demon Emperor is not a fool who only knows how to kill, they have a brutal personality and a thirst for killing, but in the end, they are the top powerhouses who have been in the world for many years, and all kinds of knowledge and experience have already made them out of the category of ordinary creatures, and they must not be treated with common sense.

Even, this time the attitude is clear, and it is clear that the chariot and horse support Wu Ming is already a taboo of the saints.

This catastrophe is not as simple as before, if it is remembered, it may be calculated next time without knowing it, and it is very likely to fall.

Ten Thousand Bone Caves, Sansheng Mountain and other forces, in the early years, were mavericks and went their own way, and suffered a big loss for this.

It's just that the layout of the other party's calculations is very exquisite, and even if he finds clues afterwards, he can't turn his face for this, so he can only swallow this breath.

For the sake of a Wu Ming, do you really want to stand on the opposite side of the general trend again?

In a hurry, I can only hope that Wu Ming himself can survive this catastrophe.

Roar!

But Cangyue's roar became weaker and weaker, almost without the power to resist, and his reaction became more and more sluggish, and even the Great Divine Power of Heaven and Earth had shrunk to a range of thousands of feet around his body, and he could no longer maintain his previous amazing power.

"See, this is the saints of the Divine Prefecture, this is the saints of the human race, what is the heavenly heart of the upper body, and the lower peace of the people, but they are just using sentient beings as pawns to protect their own interests!"

Hua Xingyue smiled mockingly, and said lightly, "When it comes to yourself, there is nothing that you can't give up, and now it's too late for you to regret it?"

Wu Ming didn't say a word, let the blood cross his cheeks, looked at Hua Xingyue with a cold face, and a sword slashed out, resisting the ubiquitous snake kiss edge.

"It seems that you are determined to go all the way to the dark and go against this palace, or not, a person like you with a heart higher than the sky is extremely difficult to subdue, and it is better to die!"

Hua Xingyue's face sank, a cold glint appeared in his eyes, and he appeared in front of Wu Ming, shaking his hand, and the dagger flashed again.

But this time, it was not as before, after the virtual and the real were intertwined, it was re-condensed in his hands, and it turned into an invisible streamer, heading straight for Wu Ming's vital point.

This one, in order to kill a demi-saint, actually gave up his sword!

Wu Ming's pupils instantly contracted like the tip of a needle, his hair stood upside down, and he withdrew without thinking about it, but he seemed to be locked by an invisible force, top-heavy, and the space was upside down, and he couldn't take a step at all.

At this moment, death is so close that it seems to be overhead, and the next moment it will be destroyed.

Regret it?

Wu Ming couldn't tell the truth, what was the feeling in his heart, but surprisingly, it was unusually calm, as if all distracting thoughts had disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Roar!

Cangyue roared wildly, there was no time to rescue, and with a wave of his big hand, the thick breath treasure was thrown in front of Wu Ming like a cannonball.

When!

In the piercing roar, between the snake dagger and the thick breath treasure gourd, endless streamers burst out, violently surging towards the surroundings, turning into layers of ripples and spreading.

Although the Thick Breath Treasure Gourd is a holy weapon, it can prevent this thorn, but it can't block the impact of the mighty force rolling on it, and it flicks backwards.

After all, Cangyue was just done in a hurry, and the dagger was a blow from Hua Xingyue's all-out efforts and use his supernatural powers.

The cultivation of the two is not equal, and they did not directly destroy the treasure of thick interest, so it can only be said that this treasure is extraordinary.

"Poof!"

Wu Ming spat blood from his mouth when he was hit, and the whole person was thrown into the distance unconsciously like a rag bag.

Coincidentally, it fell on the spot where the three great sages were fighting.

"Boy ......"

Cang's head sank, his pupils contracted, and he suddenly changed color, "Be careful!"

But when he saw Wu Ming, who seemed to be falling apart, he flickered in a moment, and when he reappeared, he stood outside Zhu Shengqianzhang, holding the Baoguang glass sword high in his hand, blooming with a strange edge.

The gods have sunk, and the peerless skill of slashing some of the bone demon souls with one sword is already ready to go!

But this time, it was Zhu Sheng!