Thinking about the cliff, the underground seal.

At this moment, the black cloud pig and the white spirit cat were hovering above the seal, and through the void space barrier, the two major Zhenzong spirit weapons and souls were able to communicate with the spirits simply.

"Lord Xue Ling, those people have already torn their faces, you might as well ..."

"It's not time yet." Before Bai Ling could finish speaking, a voice came from under the seal, interrupting its words.

Heiyun shook his tail and said helplessly: "Wang Mu is defending against the enemy, and I don't know if the adults agree with what his subordinates told you before." ”

There was silence in the field, leaning slightly, Xue Ling said with some hesitation: "This son has a special identity, and his bloodline... It's a threat to me. ”

Bai Ling hurriedly said: "Lord Xueling, Wang Mu is a native of Selangor, and he is even more concerned about the sect, and he will never..."

"Enough!"

Xue Ling angrily reprimanded: "You two don't have to worry, even if there is no rescue from him, I can seal my body and recuperate in Xue Ling State!" ”

Bai Ling and Heiyun glanced at each other, very helpless.

"Remember, the forces you have built are only for us, and you must not lose the big for the sake of the small!

Wu Hao is dissolving the last seal, you hold on for a while. If we can't do it, we will move to Xueling State.

If there's nothing else to do, just step aside..."

......

Boom!

High in the sky, there was a constant sound of a hammer.

Tarijin and Tiranomas, two thoroughbred tanks, are engaged in a battle of machine impact.

If you remove the restrained energy arrogance on the two of them, as well as the vague skill energy fluctuations between their gestures, the two big men are fighting each other in the oldest way, and the scene is no different from the modern free fighting scene.

This kind of friction between primitive muscles can often bring the audience the most intuitive feeling, and there is a kind of pain that hurts to watch.

At this moment, the battlefield has been cleared, and the coalition warriors and Aoki Sect are far away from the center of the battle, and they are still comfortable as spectators.

High in the sky, the four masters are catching and fighting, and they are very busy.

Nong Junfeng, an assassin, was extremely depressed when he encountered a fast warrior like Sha Meiying.

In terms of speed, he couldn't suppress it, and Sha Meiying could barely keep up with his rhythm. In terms of attack power, the two of them are about the same, and Sha Meiying is even better in defense.

Although Nong Junfeng's cultivation is two levels higher than Sha Meiying, and now he is even more "stimulant", he still hasn't been able to take advantage of Sha Meiying.

The restraint of professional characteristics and skills is too obvious in the later stage, and the speaker of Shanzhou has no effective way to deal with the commander of the lonely city at the moment. The beautiful woman who picked up the kitchen knife was not simple, and Sha Meiying entangled Nong Junfeng to death.

The roar of the skill, the explosion of energy, and the roar of the strong when they release their skills, although not as pleasant as the symphony, also made the martial artists of the Aoki Sect excited and enthusiastic.

The friendly troops brought back by Wang Mu were very powerful, and the energy fluctuations above the sky were not inferior to the level of the previous two people. Although most people can't accurately judge the cultivation level of these bigwigs, they know that their current situation is very good.

On the ground battlefield, Wang Mu and Xiao Jin cooperated tacitly and always maintained the suppression of the two people.

With the addition of the Zhenzong spirit weapon of the subordinate forces, the two of them have the strength to surpass the immortals. Originally, the two thought that Xue Ling was revived and could control the spirit luck to make the spirit weapon invalid. But except for the fact that Fang only made a move, Xue Ling seemed to be silent again.

With the blessing of the spiritual weapon, the strength of the two sides has reached a level again, and the situation gradually tends to be stalemate.

The spiritual weapon continued to repair the body of the two people, and the two half-step ascended powerhouses no longer supported each other, but watched back to back to help each other. For a while, Wang Mu and Xiaojin wanted to kill each other in seconds, but naturally they couldn't do it.

Boom!

The pair of swimming fish in front of He Qingming, every time the orange light surged, it would emit sharp sword-like energy, spreading out like sword qi.

This skill is very advanced, faintly hooking the energy of heaven and earth, and even the sky seems to have a tendency to transform into a big sword.

It has such an effect because the spirit weapon can borrow spiritual luck. In addition to the fear of snow spirits, spiritual weapons have a huge advantage for martial artists at the same level.

With a roar, the sword rain went straight to Wang Mu. Any of these sword-like energies could inflict heavy damage on ordinary Heavenly Light Stage martial artists. It contains a small number of spiritual luck molecules, which are equivalent to the will of heaven and earth, and are more powerful.

"Let me out!" Little Ash asks for battle.

Even if he has super strength, Wang Mu is essentially a martial artist in the Tianguang Period, and releasing a martial soul is the most powerful way to fight.

"Don't worry, it's not that simple today!"

Thinking about it carefully, Wang Mu felt a strong malice, and he knew that a strong enemy would not knock on the door for no reason.

It is unscientific for a high-level force to attract four top-level immortal powerhouses to make a move.

Before, he thought that his opponent was running for him, but when he was fighting, he felt that something was wrong, and he might have been amorous.

These four early birds are not original.

Two of them carried native spiritual weapons, which were assembled goods. The other two even have a spirit BUFF bonus, and this high-level "stimulant" Wang Mu has never drunk it.

"What the hell, people have medicine, where are we distributing medicine?!"

In his heart, Wang Mu secretly said that this snow spirit is not exquisite.

Lao Tzu has brought the freight back, and it is still hiding in the shadows, using Lao Tzu as a gunman?

The more Wang Mu fought, the more he held his breath, how eye-catching he was when he appeared, but now he failed to win these two old kings, which made Lao Tzu's face go where!

This Xue Ling is too powerful, you either come out to help Lao Tzu, or don't show up.

Before he could easily hit the other party, Wang Mu also knew that someone was secretly helping. The other party's spiritual weapon seemed to be invalid at that moment, and even now it didn't seem to be fully effective, and the eight achievements were a small move by that snow spirit.

came out, retracted again, what are you doing?

What about me as a Sunday?

Lao Tzu works and contributes, don't want an appearance fee?

Since you're watching the fire from the other side, don't blame me for being perfunctory.

This sect catastrophe is obviously that there are several masterminds behind the scenes.

Those old cowards are all calculating him, an honest man. Maybe Er Xueling is also calculating him, Wang Mu has a mentality that all kinds of people want to harm me.

No wonder he thinks so, on the side of Wanshen Mountain, the Qiling Clan and the other party have already reached an agreement. Where the spirit army is, he will also take care of it himself. Now that he is coming out like this, it is obviously a moth from the Mortal Spirit Palace, and it is estimated that it has little to do with him.

"There's not a good guy on the!"

Thinking so in his heart, he caught a glimpse of those nasty sword qi piercing again, Wang Mu and Xiao Jin had a heart-to-heart and exchanged opponents.

The two of them each accelerated violently, so fast that they even cracked in the void around them.

"Damn! This kid didn't have a good heart! ”

Zhou Liren's complexion changed slightly, and Wang Mu's speed actually surpassed those sword qi of He Qingming.

At this moment, Wang Mu was like pulling a train, directing the sword qi behind him like a tracking missile towards Zhou Liren!

Seeing this, Zhou Liren's eyelids jumped wildly.

He felt that those sword qi might not be able to judge the enemy or the enemy, and if he slapped it all on himself, he would have to lose his skin if he didn't die.

Zhou Liren hurriedly drew a circle in front of him with a crutch, and then used the quaint bronze mirror to shine at Wang Mu!

Airplanes!

The little spiritual luck contained in the spiritual weapon played a role, and the circle had the effect of drawing the ground as a prison.

Wang Mu suddenly felt that the space around him had become viscous, and his speed had plummeted, and this sudden difference made him stumble.

Before he could react, the bronze mirror released a white beam of light. Under the reflection of the beam of light, the power of the sword qi weakened a lot. This is not over, a small part of the sword qi suddenly refracted, and the surrounding air exploded!

", trapped people and rebound?"

Wang Mu licked his lips greedily, "It's all good!" ”

The colorful butterflies behind He Qingming were transformed by the spirit weapon of the Hehuan Sect. At this moment, beautiful energy butterflies are slapping the giant light curtain released by Lu Changhong.

Zhou Liren's original big bird Qingluan on his shoulders was also in the Protector Alliance. The short-haired peacock flapped its wings to cover the sky, sniping at Wang Mu and the others' group injury skills that occasionally threw themselves at the allied warriors...