"Stop him!"

"Don't let him run!"

"If such fanatics do not die, there will be no peace for our people!"

In the midst of the loud shouts, the two pseudo-saint powerhouses of the Thousand Howling Clan almost fought for their lives, and they tried their best to stop Wu Ming's path forward.

Sometimes backstabbing like rain, sometimes roaring through the air, sometimes shuttling through the cold light, leaving a truly dazzling glare on the prison walls.

If it weren't for the countless years of blessing and prohibition, which made this place extremely strong, I am afraid that it would be able to break out of the spatial rift.

Even so, the other two Supreme Venerables were almost unable to hold on.

That is to say, there are two holy treasures in his hands, and he can mix one hand from time to time, otherwise, if he encounters Wu Ming now, he will also be seriously injured in one move.

"Humph!"

Wu Ming snorted coldly on three sides, his eyebrows were like a front, and his six arms were like wheels dancing wildly, exerting his martial arts to the extreme, even if he was under the increasingly strong prohibition and closure of the town, he still had the upper hand steadily.

But his heart is not as calm as it seems, because he knows that the longer it drags on, the worse it will be for him.

God knows, if there will be a hidden Saint Realm power in the Thousand Howling Clan, if it appears at this time, it will really be impossible to escape!

"Hurry up!"

As soon as he thought of this, Wu Ming dealt with the attacks of the five strong men who were not afraid of death, and on the other hand, he made a posture to forcibly break through, but his divine sense never relaxed his communication with the brocade mouse.

"Wait!"

The brocade rat was still pinching his waist, jumping to his feet and angrily scolding the Thousand Howling Clan for how shameless, but secretly he was distracted and used for both purposes, while dealing with Wu Ming's urging, while mobilizing all his strength, analyzing the loopholes in the prohibition here.

To be precise, after being imprisoned here all these years, the brocade-haired rat has not been idle, but has been thinking about how to get out of trouble.

It's just limited to being imprisoned in cultivation, and in the past, even if you find some clues with your superb talent and experience, it's impossible to do it, and you can break through directly as soon as you recover some strength.

"Hmph, since you refuse to give way, then don't blame this king's hot hand and give you a ride!"

Wu Ming's head in the center suddenly turned hideous, his eyes showed black magic light, and while the magic of the heart demon was silently cast, the moves in his hand became more and more powerful.

"He even hides his strength?"

Feeling that although its aura did not skyrocket, it had a more fierce and fierce meaning, and when it landed, the faces of the five Thousand Howling Clan powerhouses changed drastically, and their hearts beat like drums.

With the realm of semi-saint cultivation, it is already an extremely rare thing to be able to fight with the pseudo-saints, but Wu Ming can do it and suppress the two pseudo-saints and the three supreme venerables, which is already an ability against the sky.

If part of the strength is still hidden, can it still be called a half-saint?

Especially the strong and unspeakable body, even the sonic boom that they were able to break the spatial obstacle could not be damaged in the slightest, completely restraining the magic power of the Thousand Howling Clan, how could it not make people despair?

But they also know that it is precisely because of this that they can't let each other leave.

The majesty of the Thousand Howling Clan is still secondary, and it will be an extremely terrible thing to have a grudge against such a strong man, and if he can break through in the future, he will come to trouble the Thousand Howling Clan again.

"Let's go!"

Just when the two sides were fighting, Wu Ming heard a sharp shout in his ears, but he saw that the brocade mouse didn't know when, and his hands pinched out an extremely mysterious seal, towards the void.

Airplanes!

The silver-white rune culture was used as light, like the hand of the heavens, easily removing a veil and sealing the prohibition of the void here, and even under this rune, a hole appeared silently.

It is worthy of being a legendary thief who can easily break into all races, including the looting, and even the prohibition here can find the flaw and open it in such a short time.

Of course, if it weren't for the fact that the golden rat had been trapped here for several years, I am afraid that it would not have been possible.

Wu Ming's reaction was so swift, the moment the brocade rat made a move, he brazenly launched an offensive, forcing back the five powerhouses of the Thousand Howling Clan, and his body suddenly rose up, stabbing at the top vortex like a sharp arrow.

"Not good!"

"Stop him!"

"How could he possibly shake our clan's special prohibition?"

The five powerhouses of the Thousand Howling Clan were stunned suddenly, extremely angry, and they were not slow in their hands, and they killed Wu Ming like crazy in the hope of being able to hinder them slightly.

It's a pity that Wu Ming's body method is too fast, and it is close, but it is only a dozen zhang high, and with the size of the Great Black Sky Immortal Golden Body, it is almost within reach.

Rumble!

Without the slightest surprise, all the attacks missed, and Wu Ming was not touched at all.

"Young Clan Master, retreat!"

But what is incredible is that the resurgence of a frightened and angry shout made all the Thousand Howling people panic.

"You ......"

Jian Chew was even more shocked, his hair stood on end, and he subconsciously wanted to urge the power in his body to stimulate the two protective holy treasures to the strongest state.

It's a pity that he is only a half-saint cultivator after all, even if his talent is not weak, and with the blessing of the special means used by his father saint, he can use two holy treasures at the same time, but the previous consumption is really too great.

Unconsciously, more than half of the strength in his body is consumed, and it is even more due to frequent all-out efforts, which makes the meridians in the body faintly swollen and painful, and the strength is extremely sluggish.

What's more, it made him jealous and inexplicable, and the dark golden figure like a demon god, I don't know when, it actually went and returned, and appeared in front of him in an instant.

This young clan lord of the Thousand Howling Clan, with a large hand covering the sky reflected in his pupils, not only sealed all his own strength, but also seemed to hold all his divine soul in the palm of his hand before he touched his body.

The melting pot of heaven and earth, everything is in the palm of your hand!

No one expected that Wu Ming did not take the opportunity to leave the cell, but took advantage of the streamer cover of the thousand howling clan's all-out attacks, and attacked suddenly, holding the chew in his hand.

No one knows, it's not that he doesn't want to go, it's that he can't!

"Bold!"

A majestic shout came, as if ignoring the barrier of space and time, and appeared directly in the cell, and even went straight into Wu Ming's heart.

"......"

Wu Ming snorted, the divine light in his eyes flickered, his face was extremely solemn, and the palm of his hand that stopped was stagnant for a moment, and then like gold and iron, he pinched the neck of Jian Jian without moving, and looked up to the sky on three sides, staring at the whirlpool that could have allowed him to leave and get out.

But at this time, there was a figure that turned from virtual to real, from nothing, and directly ignored the prohibitions and walls here, and just appeared from the whirlpool.

"That's it!"

The red light flashed in the eyes of the brocade mouse, and he glared at the other party with great hatred, but his body jumped to the back of Wu Ming's neck very honestly, and he didn't know where he was hidden, and disappeared in a flash.

"The Patriarch of the Thousand Howling Clans - Howling Firmament Saint!"

Wu Ming's face was unprecedentedly solemn, and he said word by word.

"Since you know this saint, you still don't let go of Wu'er?"

The Howling Dome Saint was dressed in black and gold armor, and there were no layers of sharp thorns on his back that were the hallmarks of the Thousand Howling Clan, although his appearance was like a big hedgehog standing up by a person, but with a majestic bearing, he was not inferior to any of the overlords and powerhouses that Wu Ming had ever seen.

In its senses, it was not even weaker than the Black Dragon Clan's Saint Realm power, and it was worse than Zi Yinghan.

This kind of strong man is an existence that he has exhausted all means now, and it is absolutely incomparable.

"Heh, don't worry, Xiao Qiongsheng is at ease with Ling Lang at first sight, just invite him to have a cup of tea!"

The corners of Wu Ming's mouth twitched, revealing a smile that he thought was kind.

"Bastard!"

Several Thousand Howling Clan powerhouses were furious, if it weren't for the presence of the Howling Dome Saint, I am afraid they would have scolded.

Although I don't know what tea is, but you are pinching people's necks, and you are about to roll your eyes, is there such a thing at first sight?

"Father...... Holy Father, do not ...... Leave it ...... alone."

Chewing his face was purple, struggling desperately, but he couldn't break free.

"Hehe, Ling Lang is determined, his quality is extraordinary, and he is also quite admired in the next, I wonder if the Howling Dome Saint can make it convenient?"

Wu Ming's hand exerted a slight force, and in the creaking sound, his neck not only shrank by nearly half, but there were bursts of explosions in his body.

Obviously, under this grasp, it is not simply a matter of choking the neck!

"Huh!"

Xiao Qiongsheng's face was slightly cold, and with his eyesight, he could naturally see that under Wu Ming's grasp, there was a great power of heaven and earth, which was connected to the body of Jian Chew in a strange way.

Even with his strength, if he wants to forcibly save people, I'm afraid it's too late.

In the end, you can only get a pile of minced meat, and you can't even save a complete corpse.

Wu Ming, whether it was strength, means, or ambition, was far beyond the patriarch's expectations, and even faintly regretted that he should have come to take charge in person.

In fact, not only did he regret it, but Wu Ming also regretted it.

I never thought that the Howling Dome Saint would return so quickly, even if he had long expected that he might become the target of the other party.

But now that the four clans are in the war, the Howling Firmament Saint, as the lord of the Thousand Howling Clans, did not sit on the scene and killed the power of the Thundering Clan's Holy Realm, but he actually returned ahead of schedule!

"Do you think you are qualified to negotiate terms with this saint?"

The Howling Dome Saint's gaze was calm, and his tone was indifferent, revealing a meaning that could not be ignored.

"So, the Howling Dome Saint is planning to cultivate another heir?"

Wu Ming said coldly.

Several Thousand Howling Clan powerhouses were speechless at this time, and they all felt the wrath of the Howling Dome Saint, and under the holy power, it was difficult to even speak.

can see that Wu Ming is not only fine, but also can talk to the Howling Dome Saint about the conditions, how can he not be shocked?

Thinking of the terrifying strength it showed before, I was a little relieved, such an existence always has some unusual characteristics!

How did they know how tenacious Wu Ming, who had survived countless near-deaths over the years, faced the stronger, and had been tempered by holy arts.

Mo said that the Howling Dome Saint was only the strongest of the Holy Realm's powers, and even the strongest could not make him bow his head.

"You can go, but this little mouse must stay!"

The Howling Dome Saint was not angry, his voice was still unhurried, and he said with majesty, "This Saint can see that you are not of the same clan, don't get an inch, otherwise...... This saint doesn't mind letting you see what the holy power is like a prison, and you can't commit it!"

Although the Howling Dome Saint only spoke, and did not even use any supernatural powers, in the eyes of everyone, it reflected the spatial chaos, and the heaven and earth collapsed, as if the scene was like the end of the world.

This is the power of the Holy Realm, every word and deed is accompanied by the power of heaven!

"Oh, don't talk too much!"

Wu Ming looked coldly and said without backing down, "The Howling Dome Saint actually knew that he was coming down and laid a trap, so he thought that he had already sensed the crisis that the Thousand Howling Clan was about to face, right?"