Sooner or later, it will come.

Ling Zhan has always been convinced of this.

The shaking of the ground just now is definitely not something that ordinary martial artists can trigger, at least a nine-star martial saint, or even a one-star martial venerable!

The powerful momentum that Ling Zhan felt before was that the management team dispatched people to come to the Thirteenth District to see what was going on.

At that time, Wang Yitang killed Liu Yiquan, absorbed his vitality and blood, and completely completed the promotion of Wuzun.

Song Zhinian and Guo Bingshi knew that they were invincible, and released a new number for help, wanting to leave this place. Wang Yitang, who can fall into the demon barrier, will let these two people leave this place easily.

If you want to go, it's fine. Leave the head first!

Immediately after, there was another vicious fight between the three.

Song Zhinian confronted Wang Yitang head-on, and Guo Bingshi kept mediating on the side. However, even so, the two were not Wang Yitang's opponents, and they were forced by him again and again to come to the edge of the giant pit.

Only half a step away, about to fall into the abyss.

At this moment, Song Zhinian left tears of remorse for his original actions. I knew that I wouldn't have mixed with this troubled water, but now it's good, and I didn't get the benefits, but I lost my life.

"Unwilling, unwilling!"

In the face of Wang Yitang's rapid and dense attack, Song Zhinian let out a hysterical roar in his heart: "Why! Why do you want to do this, Wang Yitang, I want to kill you!"

While speaking, Song Zhinian actually had a tendency to break through.

As early as many years ago, Song Zhinian was an eight-star martial saint, just like that Gongsun Erlong, he was only one step away from a nine-star martial saint. But the distance of this step is close at hand but far away in the world, and it has not been completed for many years.

Unexpectedly, under the oppression of Wang Yitang today, there were signs of promotion.

"Guo Bingshi, help me drag Wang Yitang! A stick of incense, no, a cup of tea, no, three breaths!"

Song Zhinian stepped on the edge of the giant pit, his whole body was full of anger, his skin emitted a bright light, and with a movement of his heart, he concentrated his strength in his legs and kicked Wang Yitang who was attacking fiercely, directly kicking him hundreds of meters away.

Wang Yitang's body sank, and in order to stop his body, he directly submerged his legs into the dirt, and constantly retreated at high speed, pulling out a gap of 100 meters on the mountain!

"Lao Guo, help me drag Wang Yitang, as long as I take three breaths, I can complete the promotion!"

After Song Zhinian finished speaking, he directly entered a meditative state, and it didn't matter whether Guo Bingshi listened to his words or not, anyway, the only thing he could do now was to drag it to the management team. Just now he had already sent an alarm signal towards the central area, and it would not take long for the management team to arrive.

And Guo Bingshi saw that Song Zhinian began to break through, and a resolute look appeared on his face, what he did now was a dead end, it was better to fight for his own life, and he would also kill this damn Wang Yitang.

"Wang Yitang, you have the ability to come to me!" Guo Bingshi wiped the blood on his face, and his eyes were unprecedentedly resolute.

At this moment, Wang Yitang has completely turned into a killing machine. After being promoted to Wuzun, all he had in his mind was killing, boundless killing, and nothing else, completely losing his consciousness.

Moreover, his promotion this time was completely carried out by relying on the ancient secret method, because he absorbed the qi and blood of Gongsun Erlong, Qin Youan, and Liu Yiquan, which greatly increased his skills, but these skills were mottled and impure after entering the body, causing a conflict of Yuan Force in the body, making the form incomplete when promoted.

The current Wang Yitang looks hideous and terrifying, with long hair on his head, no trace of flesh and skin on his body, and the whole thing is a skeleton with a blood-red head, which does not look like a human but a monster. However, his strength and speed have grown to the extreme, and he doesn't feel a trace of pain when his fist hits his body. Just now, Song Zhinian kicked out a strong kick and directly shattered his sternum, but it did not break the periosteum outside, so Wang Yitang quickly recovered his physique.

Now I see Guo Bingshi open his mouth, but I can't hear what he is saying. But to see him hook his finger at himself is a provocation!

Provoking oneself often costs one's life.

Without any hesitation, Wang Yitang jumped out of the chasm directly, and then exerted the extreme of the wind, and the white shadow flashed in front of Guo Bingshi in an instant.

Guo Bingshi was seriously injured before, Yuan Li did not reply, and in the face of Wang Yitang's attack, he could only bite the bullet.

"Smack~"

Wang Yitang used a move to support the top, and the white bone palm instantly hit Guo Bingshi's head.

Guo Bingshi wanted to leave just now, but found that he couldn't move at all, so he could only watch Wang Yitang's palm hit his head.

"Click!"

Like a watermelon shattering, Wang Yitang slapped Guo Bingshi's head with a palm.

"Woohoo woooo

Wang Yitang let out a strange scream from his mouth, then buried his head in Guo Bingshi's neck, and began to frantically absorb his vitality and blood qi, and at the same time absorb his power into his body.

"Hiss!"

After absorbing Guo Bingshi, Wang Yitang's body actually gave birth to some flesh and skin, stretched out his tongue and licked the scarlet blood at the corner of his mouth, a trace of white heat came out of his nose, and then locked his eyes on Song Zhinian.

Now Wang Yitang has no distractions in his heart, and has only one thought, that is, to kill, kill everything in front of him!

At this time, Song Zhinian also completed the promotion from the eight-star martial saint to the nine-star martial saint, and the whole person was at the peak realm, full of energy, and his body was full of inexhaustible strength.

"Isn't it just a crippled martial artist, I can't kill you!"

Song Zhinian made up his mind and had a hard time with Wang Yitang, as long as he persisted for this period of time, the management team behind him would come, and there would be no matter of his own at that time. As for the dead Liu Yiquan and Guo Bingshi, Song Zhinian only said that their death was worth it, and they would be given a beautiful funeral in the future!

"Puff~Puff~"

Wang Yitang's mouth opened wide, his jawbone underwent strange changes, and his entire head began to twist, looking at him, it seemed that he wanted to perfect the evolution just now. Absorbing Guo Bingshi brought him great energy, and at the same time, the power of authority in his body was also assimilated, and the whole person became more powerful, as if he was evolving towards a beast!

Song Zhinian on the opposite side noticed the change in Wang Yitang, and the corners of his mouth curled, ready to seize this opportunity to kill Wang Yitang. Moving the lost steps, the figure flashed and appeared, the left hand clenched the fist, the right hand turned into a palm, condensed a drop of natal essence blood, and ignited directly without hesitation, making the body suddenly full of power, and a full sense of explosion hit every inch of the body's skin, every corner.

"Boom!"

Song Zhinian punched and palmed, combined the two into one, and slashed towards Wang Yitang.

Wang Yitang did not fight back, completely ignoring Song Zhinian's attack, and still stood in place, ready to complete this transformation.

The previous two transformations, because they were too urgent, caused the turbulent flow of Yuan Force in the body, and the mottled and impure power continued to collide with the bones, and the body gradually showed signs of falling apart.

Wang Yitang didn't want to die, he also wanted to kill more people, so he could only stay where he was and resist Song Zhinian's attack.

He needed time, and he needed time to fuse the various powers in his body, but Song Zhinian was not ready to give him this chance at all.

"Bang! bang!"

Like ringing a bell, Song Zhinian's attack hit Wang Yitang's body, only to feel a shock in his hand bones, and a loud bang appeared in his ears.

"Poof!"

Song Zhinian took a few steps back, his throat was hot, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

After Wang Yitang was attacked by Song Zhinian, the injured place fell directly into it, but he didn't react at all, stayed in place, and resisted the attack.

"What a hard bone!"

Song Zhinian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, the punch just now seemed to hit the steel plate, and the shock made all the internal organs shatter, the meridians of the whole body were turbulent, and the beating was even more serious than the injury of the beaten.

"No, I can't let him continue, otherwise before the management team comes, my little life will be explained here!" Song Zhinian's eyes flowed with unprecedented calmness, he knew that Wang Yitang's body was also on the verge of collapse, he needed an opportunity, he needed greater external force, as long as he could kill Wang Yitang, let him do anything!

"Cheng Cheng!"

Song Zhinian rubbed his shoulders again, concentrating the last bit of Yuan Force in his body, but he felt that these True Yuan seemed to be unable to put Wang Yitang to death, and finally relented, and forced out a drop of natal essence blood from the depths of the dantian.

In order to kill Wang Yitang, Song Zhinian really fought!