Hua Wumei was shocked, and opened her mouth to swallow a blood-colored elixir.

After a burst of blood and qi rolled, a strange Yuan Force momentum began to emerge from his body.

"Bloodseeker!"

A low roar came out, and Hua Wumei's entire body seemed to be wrapped around a blood-colored coat, and with the sudden movement of his hands, countless blood blades broke through the air.

"Go!"

A low shout came out, Zhuang Yu didn't care about Hua Wumei's appearance, and pointed with one hand.

The sword roared happily and slashed towards Hua Wumei.

"A junior who has just advanced, Hugh is rampant!"

Hua Wumei roared, and as soon as he bit the tip of his tongue, a bloody arrow spurted out of his mouth, and his face turned white in an instant.

After the blood arrow flew away, it immediately turned into a blood mist and wrapped around the blood blade in mid-air.

The blood blade flashed with blood, turning into blood-colored shadows and rushing towards the sword.

Suddenly, the whole world seemed to stand still for a moment.

Immediately after, endless explosions continued to fall from mid-air like ocean waves, countless Yuan Force turbulence continued to scurry, and the entire secret realm space shook violently.

For a while, the entire heaven and earth could not hear any other sound except for the explosion of Yuan Li.

A sword light broke through the sky and fell, like a meteor in the night sky, entangled by nine black and white streams of light, piercing the flower without eyebrows.

Hua Wumei's eyes changed greatly, and his right hand slapped directly to his chest.

A burst of colorful dazzling shadows flashed, and a set of multicolored armor instantly surfaced, protecting Hua Wumei.

"Hmm!"

A muffled snort came out, and Hua Wumei looked down at his dantian in some surprise.

A finger-thick hole of blood was spurting blood.

His multicolored armor was actually pierced by the sword.

Not only that, inside the blood cave, countless tiny black and white swords were wantonly cutting Hua Wumei's body.

In just a moment, the entrance of the blood cave was already two or three times larger.

Sensing that the sword was about to turn into the divine vein, flowing towards his head, Hua Wumei immediately felt a fear before death came.

"Don't you think about it!"

Hua Wumei roared, his right hand formed a sword finger, and stabbed directly into his forehead.

There was a sound of a skull shattering, and a small statue the size of a thumb and covered in pitch black was held in Hua Wumei's hand.

The statue of the god flashed with black light, and countless heaven and earth yuan forces converged.

A black flower shadow fell from the sky and directly drilled into the top of Hua Wumei's head.

Hua Wumei shuddered a few times, and countless small sword rays flew out of Hua Wumei's body under Zhuang Yu's shocked gaze, entangled by the black flower shadow.

Seeing this, Hua Wumei's face relaxed, and then he glanced at Zhuang Yu with great resentment.

"Idol of God, it is really painstaking to summon the power of the outside world to this place through the idol!"

Zhuang Yu's eyes changed slightly, the power on the statue was the power of the god of the underworld, and he sensed it clearly.

This kind of power helped him rise to the top after a million years and achieve the Nine Heavens Immortal Venerable, and his life was extremely unforgettable.

After millions of years, with the power of the spirit god as the respect, the power of the god of the underworld has almost disappeared in the three realms of the mortal spirit and immortal, with the Hongmeng ring that can summon the power of the god of the underworld in his hand, Zhuang Yu is almost invincible.

What's more, he had just fought with Hua Wuying some time ago, and Zhuang Yu was even more aware of the power of the underworld on the body of the third Manzhu Shahua.

"Haha, with a low-level existence like you, you must not even know what this kind of power is, it is your honor to die under this power, let you see, the most strange power existence in the primeval world, known as the power that can devour all living beings in the world, the power of the gods!"

Hua Wumei smiled fiercely, closed his hands, and held the idol in the palm of his hand.

A cold and gloomy aura roared out, and the operation of the entire space's Yuan Force suddenly stopped for a moment.

A phantom of the third Manzhu Sawa flashed behind Hua Wumei.

Countless cold breaths overwhelmingly oppressed.

"Whoosh!"

A gust of cold wind flashed, and before Zhuang Yu could sense it, a bloody hole in his abdomen had appeared.

Touching his penetrated abdomen, Zhuang Yu was surprised.

"Haha!"

Hua Wumei saw Zhuang Yu's hand, looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and then his hands moved again.

An invisible blade broke through the air and pierced Zhuang Yu's eyebrows.

Zhuang Yu frowned slightly, and his body suddenly leaned to the left.

A cold wind pierced through in an instant.

As soon as Zhuang Yu's face was half relaxed, a sharp pain instantly came from his entire right shoulder, and a column of blood erupted from the junction of his shoulder and neck.

A cold and domineering Yuan Force directly drilled into the divine vein, and Zhuang Yu's entire right half of his body instantly lost consciousness.

Zhuang Yu's eyes changed slightly, and a Hongmeng divine light flew out, directly covering the wound, and the lost consciousness immediately began to recover.

"Humph!"

Zhuang Yu was slightly angry, his eyes flashed black and white, and immediately turned into silver eyes, dark as ink.

Seeing the change in Zhuang Yu's eyes, Hua Wumei was suddenly startled, but quickly gritted his teeth and continued to smile and urge the power of the idol.

An invisible attack was unleashed again.

Zhuang Yu raised his right hand slightly, and then grabbed it hard.

The next moment, a black air flow appeared in the palm of his hand.

Hongmeng Ring flashed, Zhuang Yu's right hand was forced, and the black airflow instantly collapsed.

Hua Wumei's smiling face that had not faded instantly froze.

In his eyes, the power of the god of the underworld, which should have killed the Quartet, was directly dispersed by Zhuang Yu.

"Ordinary people, who are good at using the power of the god of the underworld, will have endless troubles, and you accept the power of the god of the god to infuse the body, and become a short-term body of divine power, even if you go out alive, your cultivation will be wasted, because you are a tattered container, and you are not worthy of using this power at all. ”

Zhuang Yu looked at Hua Wumei expressionlessly, and his tone was extremely cold.

"By the way, the reason why I was injured was because I wanted to see how the attack of the power of the gods of the primeval world was controlled, but unfortunately, you, a puppet, have no skills at all, so you can't help me at all. ”

As he spoke, Zhuang Yu's left hand patted lightly at the hole in his abdomen, and a milky white Hongmeng divine light flew out with a black air current.

Under the flash of spiritual light, the wounds on Zhuang Yu's abdomen and right shoulder had healed, and the black air flow was also swallowed up by Hongmeng's divine light.

"You... How could you? How could it be!" Hua Wumei couldn't hide the horror in her heart, and was shocked.

"You're useless!"

Zhuang Yu smiled slightly and glanced at Hua Wumei.

Hua Wumei was immediately startled, and with a force of both hands, an invisible force struck again.

"I said, you can't control this power!"

Zhuang Yu's face sank, and the black and white light in his right hand turned, and then he waved suddenly.

A black air flow was bounced away in an instant, and then one turned back and hit Hua Wumei.

Hua Wumei panicked, couldn't dodge, and was hit by the black air flow on her left shoulder.

Silently, his left shoulder and left arm instantly turned into nothingness.

"It seems that it's not just the power of the underworld, this is the power of Hua Wuying, the fusion of spirit and hell? No, it is far less than the real power of the fusion of spirit and spirit, but it already has a prototype, and Hua Wuying is testing this person. The pupils in Zhuang Yu's eyes shrank suddenly.

"Huh?"

When Hua Wumei's left arm disappeared, he didn't seem to have any sense, and turned his head to look at it suspiciously.

It was only after he saw the vanished left shoulder and the blood arrows that erupted wildly that the endless pain came.

"No wonder your aura has changed drastically, it turned out that you were devoured by someone and turned into a puppet, this power is indeed strong, and the divine warriors of the Nine Heavens are extremely difficult to match, but unfortunately, it is useless to me!"

Zhuang Yu walked slowly to Hua Wumei, smiled faintly, formed a palm in his right hand, and a sword flashed out.

With a flick of his right hand, the sword flashed and fell, piercing Hua Wumei's forehead.

"Click!"

A cracking sound was heard.

Zhuang Yu's eyes changed slightly, and he immediately flew back.