Chapter 111: Killing the Shaking Light (Part II)

"Array! Shake the Light Star Fighting Array!"

The long roar of the Yuwen River resounded, and suddenly thousands of disciples sat in front of the mountain gate, one after another, and the yuan power in their bodies surged out, gathering rapidly above the heavenly dome. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Li Mu's gray hair was scattered, his eyes were cold, he was wearing a dark red armor, and slowly walked towards the formation that had been condensed.

Yu Wenminghe's eyes were clear, and the rapid sealing of his hands suddenly affected the aura of thousands of disciples, making the surroundings seem to be like nightfall, and black light instantly covered the heavens and the earth.

Li Mu glanced around, squinting at the pitch-black canopy, his face expressionless.

Yu Wenminghe's figure suddenly surged into the sky, and as the eye of the array, he absorbed the Yuan Force and Essence Spirit emanating from thousands of disciples, causing his cultivation to skyrocket in an instant.

With one step, Yu Wenminghe suddenly stepped on the void, wearing the Black Prison Spirit Armor, plus the essence of thousands of disciples, it simply pushed Yu Wenminghe's cultivation to the realm of transforming into gods!

"Li Mu, dare to come to my Shaking Light Holy Land to find death! That Elder will fulfill you!" Yu Wenminghe's breath swelled, and it was suddenly sealed, and suddenly in the dark sky, one after another starlight flickered up, turning into shaking stars.

Shaking Light Star Dou Array, that is the Mountain Protection Formation of Shaking Light Holy Land, is infinitely powerful, compared to the Mountain Protection Array of Lingxian Pavilion, it is not much more reckless, and even more powerful.

Now that Yu Wenming River has skyrocketed in cultivation, the power of this formation has also increased rapidly, just by facing it, it feels like facing the entire heaven and earth.

With a support of his arm, the galaxy seemed to be pouring down, converging in the palm of Yu Wenminghe's hand.

Li Mu narrowed his eyes, and the Eight Extremes Sword hummed, and then it broke away from Li Mu's palm, rose into the sky, and suspended above Li Mu's head.

"Gather the spirit of the thousands of disciples in the Holy Land of Shaking Light, since I, Li Mu, said that I want to kill Shaking Light, then everyone who stands in my way must die...... You all go to death!"

Li Mu's long gray hair fluttered, the killing intent in his eyes was surging, and his sword aura was like frost.

One step out, Li Mu's feet suddenly bloomed with thousands of thunders, three thousand thunderbolts opened, and the whole person flashed like a thunderbolt, appearing in the void, and facing Yu Wenming River face to face.

Yu Wenminghe was full of swaying starlight, and the energy in his hands was surging and violent.

"How can you understand the thousands of years of the foundation of my Shaking Light Holy Land, and if you want to destroy my Shaking Light, you are really ashamed!"

Yu Wenminghe roared, and immediately slapped a palm at Li Mu.

This palm, accompanied by the shaking of the stars, attracted the spirit and spirit of thousands of disciples, and the power was terrifying to the extreme, more powerful than the blow of the god powerhouse.

If Li Mu was against this palm, it would be like fighting against thousands of disciples in the Shaking Light Holy Land, which would not be an easy matter.

"What's the point of confrontation, since I said that I would destroy you and shake the light!!" Li Mu clenched his fists violently and burst into a shout.

The eight-pole sword trembled, the sword qi spewed out, and the terrifying sword intent tore through the heavenly firmament, directly turning into a monstrous giant sword.

Falling Sword Meteor!!

Li Mu's eyes were full of rich sword qi, and with a wave of his sword fingers, the eight-pole sword suddenly soared directly into the sky, bursting out with infinite sword intent, and thousands of sword qi spilled from the eight-pole sword, like a meteor cutting through the sky.

Rumble!!

Thousands of shaking stars converged into a palm, which was delicate and powerful.

Boom Boom!!

Endless sword qi fell on top of the giant palm, constantly roaring, and terrifying fluctuations continued to erupt, suppressing the giant palm alive, unable to move a single bit.

Yu Wenminghe's eyes were wide, his face was full of disbelief, and the yuan power in his body continued to surge out, converging into this palm.

The spirit and spirit of the thousands of disciples of the Shaking Light Holy Land also poured into the body of the Yu Wenming River one after another, making his Yuan Power stronger and stronger.

The two sides suddenly confronted each other in the sky.

"This ...... This guy ...... It's really getting stronger!" Yu Wenminghe's heart was almost speechless with shock, the ant at the beginning had really grown to the point where he was trembling with fear.

Feeling the surging power that was almost unmatched, Yu Wenminghe's heart was about to begin to waver.

Li Mu's eyes were indifferent, looking at the two moves of confrontation in the void, frowning slightly, the sword finger changed, and suddenly the thousands of meteors all gathered together, and the terrifying sword intent swept through the sky and turned into a giant sword covering the sky.

Falling Sword Collapse!

The strongest swordsmanship in the Falling Sword Pavilion!

Li Mu's eyes flickered, and he suddenly pressed fiercely against the void, and the giant sword poured down, directly slashing at the punch that Yu Wenming River blasted out.

It's as if I heard the sound of "clicking" and shattering!

Yu Wenminghe was shaken all over, and then the black prison spirit armor in his body was full of cracks and directly shattered!

Poof!

A mouthful of red blood spilled across the sky.

Yu Wenming River took a few steps back in the void in a row, and his face turned pale, without the slightest trace of blood.

The giant sword was still falling, crushing towards the thousands of disciples in the Shaking Light Holy Land, and the thousands of disciples sitting on the high stone of the mountain gate were also flushed, trying their best to urge Yuan Li.

Rumble!!

With a bang, Yu Wenminghe screamed, covered in blood and was blown away, a large wound on his chest was bubbling with blood, and his breath became very sluggish.

And the thousands of disciples in the Shaking Light Holy Land, everyone's complexion changed drastically, and they spurted out a mouthful of blood and staggered to the ground.

Li Mu stood proudly in the void, the eight-pole sword flew back into his hand, and was held by him, his eyes scanned the audience coldly, and in the face of the thousands of disciples of the Shaking Light Holy Land who vomited blood, there was not the slightest expression of unbearability.

The eyes of thousands of disciples looking at Li Mu were already full of horror, and the strength of thousands of people couldn't stop this evil star, how strong is this guy's cultivation?

On the surface, isn't there only a half-step cultivation of transforming into a god?! But can a transformation god really be so strong?!

Li Mu was extremely indifferent, and stepped out in one step, and suddenly stepped on the sky above thousands of disciples, and the terrifying coercion burst out from his body, suppressing the Quartet.

Many disciples were immediately pressed to the ground by this terrible coercion, and their faces were extremely humiliated.

"Don't you want me to go up the mountain yet?!!"

Li Mu's cold words resounded through the void, a deafening roar.

Thundered!

The void seemed to tremble, and a man in a robe and a vertical crown slowly stepped down from the top of the mountain, looking at Li Mu with a light smile.

"Sure enough, it's a hero who comes out of a young man, so bold...... It is worthy of being a genius who is pinned on by the Lingxian Pavilion. ”

Yu Wenmingyao's figure stepped into the air, with a smile on his face, facing the scene of thousands of disciples vomiting blood below, he didn't have the slightest displeasure, and still smiled and looked at Li Mu.

Li Mu held the Eight Extremes Sword tightly, and the buzzing sound of the sword body continued to resound, causing the void to tremble.

"Shake the Light...... Yu Wenming Haruka?!"

"It's down there. Yu Wenming Haruka chuckled.

"You don't want me to shake the light and ask for someone, I'm here Li Mu......" Li Musen said, his tone full of murderous aura.

"Hahaha! Don't worry, since I have come to shake the light, I will naturally shake the light to show my shaking light's hospitality. Yu Wenming said lightly.

Li Mu narrowed his eyes, and suddenly felt the void tremble violently, and two figures rose from the sky, but they were a man and a woman.

That man Li Mu is very familiar with, it is Duanmu Yang.

And that woman was something Li Mu had never seen before, her waterfall-like inky hair was hanging down, and her eyes were as cold as ice for eternity.

"If you want to save your master, first pass the level of my two apprentices, if you can't pass it, then you naturally know the result, you and all the people of the Spirit Immortal Pavilion will die. ”