readx;? Seeing the skull that Wang Po took out, the old woman didn't care at all, although her doppelganger could only exert the strength of the Heavenly Martial Sixfold, but with her understanding of martial arts, unless she came to the real Spirit Martial Realm powerhouse, what was she afraid of?

Wang Po silently recited the magic text in his mouth, and at the same time injected his own yuan power into the skull in his hand, making the soul fire burn more vigorously. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The skull, which kept pouring out of its eyes and mouth and nose, broke away from Wang Po's palm and floated on its own, and immediately after, a mutation occurred.

As if frightened, the skull's mouth opened to the limit, and then a stream of demonic qi continued to pour out, condensing the human form.

It was a monster with a similar appearance to a human, except that it was covered in barbs, with a long tail wagging in the air, and a pair of fleshy wings on its back, which were not open.

The old woman's eyes narrowed, and opened a little bit, this monster is the same as her, it is just a projection of the deity, and the strength it can exert is also the same as the Tianwu Sixfold.

It's just that this monster has brought a full sense of oppression to the old woman, and this feeling has not been felt for the old woman for hundreds of years.

The old woman asked, "Who are you?"

The monster shook his wrist and neck, and said with some self-deprecation: "After all, it's not a real body, it's really difficult to use!"

Ignored by the monster in front of her, the old woman's face became even more ugly, "No matter who you are, since you are a monster, you will die!"

The old woman clasped her hands together, and the thousand palms behind her slapped towards the monster at the same time.

Wang Po's eyes widened, he was almost crushed by this trick just now.

Facing the thousand palms that roared like a tide, the monster didn't care at all, he waved his arm at will, and with a strong force, the palm shadow was torn to pieces.

"Who are you the Ten Thousand Palms True Buddha?"

The old woman said in a deep voice: "How do you know the title of Master Zu?"

The monster laughed, "Because I was the one who killed him in the first place!" I originally thought that this vein would disappear, but I didn't expect it to be passed down to this day, which is a little nostalgic." ”

The monster's words made the old woman's eyes squint and open completely, and she said sharply: "You are Li Weidan, one of the Seven Great Demon Kings! Aren't you sealed in the abyss? Why do you appear here!"

This powerful monster is Li Weidan's doppelganger, and the left protector has already guessed that Zhao Mu'er will have an immortal treasure to protect his body, so he specially borrowed a trace of demon spirit from Li Weidan and handed it over to Wang Po.

The old woman, who had not moved at all, took three steps back, she approached Zhao Mu'er, and said softly: "Although they are all clones, but if the opponent is the Seven Great Demon Kings, I am afraid that the teacher can only barely maintain undefeated, and after a while, for the teacher to break through the realm of Wang Po, you immediately flee to Yunfeng City and seek the protection of the Yunfeng Domain Lord!"

"Master, what about the senior sisters?!"

The old woman said with a solemn expression: "The ten sons are related to the survival of mankind, and it is worth it for them to die for you!"

A trace of struggle appeared in Zhao Mu'er's eyes, "If you fight with all your might, you may not be able to kill Wang Po!"

The old woman reprimanded categorically: "Don't use that power, you can't control it now!

Li Weidan approached the old woman and Zhao Mu'er step by step, and he said coldly: "Have you finished explaining your last words?"

The old woman's doppelganger exudes a powerful power, "If the main body fights, the old woman will definitely not be your opponent, but it can only play to the battle of the six clones of Tianwu, who wins and who loses, it's uncertain!"

"Hahahaha!" Li Weidan laughed, "You are really confident enough, so let you relive the horror that our clan once brought to this continent!"

"Poof!"

A pair of meat wings behind Li Weidan opened, and in an instant, the demonic wind was blowing, making people unable to open their eyes.

"Mu'er, go!"

When Lei Mang subsided, the figures of Zhao Mu'er and Wang Po reappeared, Zhao Mu'er was still on the run, and Wang Po was still chasing.

Under the spirit force, Wang Po is invincible! At this moment, Wang Po's strength is finally displayed, and the thunder arrow has not hurt him in the slightest! If it weren't for Zhao Mu'er's ability to attack from a distance, I'm afraid he would have been defeated.

Zhao Mu'er bit her lip lightly, Wang Po is strong, ordinary tactics are no longer invincible, if she wants to defeat the other party, she must use that power.

"Master said that the power hidden in my body can only be used in two situations, one is to promote to divine martial arts, and the other is a matter of life and death!"

Zhao Mu'er took a deep breath and prepared to break the seal that suppressed the mysterious power.

Seeing that Zhao Mu'er no longer resisted, Wang Po sneered: "Have you given up yet?" His pace increased again, and after ten breaths, he was already only ten steps away from Zhao Mu'er.

"Unblock!"

Zhao Mu'er urged the power of the seal in his body and opened a small opening of the seal.

The surging power poured out from the seal, and Zhao Mu'er was dressed in white and had no wind, as if a goddess had descended to earth.

Zhao Mu'er's sudden burst of power made Wang Po shocked, the strength of this power was not weaker than that of the powerhouse of the Spirit Martial Realm!

This surprise made the knife in Wang Po's hand hesitate a little, giving Zhao Mu'er more time to unlock the seal.

Feeling the power gushing out of her body, Zhao Mu'er clenched her fists, she took a deep breath, and her heart was calm.

"This power is enough to kill Wang Po!"

However, just as Zhao Mu'er was about to gather strength to fight Wang Po to the death, a strong spiritual fluctuation poured into her heart.

The indescribable sadness permeated Zhao Mu'er's heart, and in front of her eyes, the back of a young man appeared, which was so familiar, but she couldn't remember it.

After just one glance, Zhao Mu'er's eyes were buried with tears, and she murmured in her heart: "Who is this young man, why am I so sad when I see him?"

Sadness swept through Zhao Mu'er's spiritual world, and she stretched out her hand to grab the young man in front of her, but the young man was gradually moving away from her.

"Don't go!"

Zhao Mu'er raised his feet to chase after him, but fell into darkness......

Wang Po put away the knife, he was already ready for a desperate battle, but who knew that Zhao Mu'er actually passed out by himself.

He sneered: "Using the power that you can't control, it's really looking for death!"

After the words fell, he walked in front of Zhao Mu'er, raised the Sky Cutting Knife in his hand, and there was no pity in his eyes.

The blade is filled with Yuan Force, and with a slight stroke of the sharp blade, Zhao Mu'er will say goodbye to this world forever.

"Die!"

The sword shone brightly, but it stopped abruptly.

A beam of blood light fell from the sky, forcibly blocking the knife in Wang Po's hand.

Wang Poding saw that there was a peerless sword in front of him, the sword body was blood-red, and the hilt of the sword was carved with dragon patterns - Longyuan Sword!

"Who is it?!"

Wang Po looked up in the direction where the Long Yuan Sword was flying, and there was a shining golden dot, which was coming at a high speed.

The roar came first, like rolling thunder.

"Hurt me Mu'er, die!"