At this time, above the sky above, it has become a vortex of power.

The battle above has entered a white-hot stage.

The nine great martial saints are united in the same qi, fighting against the national teacher of the great departure, and there is no end to the road.

Fang Yi now knows the true identity of Dao Wuyan, which is the fourth self of the national teacher, the evil me.

No wonder Fang Yi felt that this national teacher was a little different before.

Fang Yi had seen the National Teacher once before, and that was the time he was personally received by Yun Wuji and Emperor Chengping.

Fang Yi felt that the old silver coin of Dao Wuya was watching him behind his back, and it was a feeling of being targeted, which was terrifying, Fang Yi was aware of it at that time, he suspected that this old silver coin was secretly calculating himself, but at that time, Fang Yi had no evidence, he could only vaguely feel that it was like this.

Now that Fang Yi knew all this, he could naturally understand that this was the case.

Damn, this old silver coin is probably secretly preparing to devour or take away itself.

Bastard, you are calculating Lao Tzu, it is better to let you die today.

The evil self of the national teacher is completely the evil side of the national teacher, and all the negative emotions and evil thoughts of the national teacher are gathered in the Tao Wuyan in front of him.

This Dao Wuwu is not only an old silver coin, but also a bad coarse.

Fang Yi quietly crawled out of the pit at this time, and no one noticed anything unusual.

There are still tens of thousands of miners here, standing in place and looking at the sky above with a blank face, there are so many people that no one will notice that a person has crawled out from under the deep pit.

……

The battle was extremely fierce, and half of Dao Wuyan's body was blown away, and half of his body was still broken, but he was still desperately blocking the crazy attack of the Nine Great Martial Saints.

The Nine Great Martial Saints are the ultimate martial arts of the Great Separation World, and they are already at the peak in terms of strength and the excavation of physical treasures, reaching the extreme.

A martial artist who has reached the extreme can logically fight an eight-rank Dao Sect powerhouse, but now these nine vulgar martial artists can't beat a Dao Boundless?

They're letting the water out.

Fang Yi was a little surprised at this time, this was unbelievable, it was a joke.

The nine grades of martial arts, but the eight grades of the Daomen, this is spread out, so as not to let others laugh off their big teeth, I don't know if the strong man of the Daomen is too strong, or the vulgar martial artist is too weak.

Counting up, several hours have passed since the Battle of the Dragon Vein, and the nine vulgar martial artists should have blasted the Endless Dao at this time, hammering until they were about to die.

When Fang Yi came out now, what he saw should be Dao Wuya's corpse, not half of Dao Wuya's body.

Waste wood!!

Fang Yi secretly cursed in his heart, these nine vulgar martial artists were really not angry, and they couldn't say anything else.

And then it's just watching them fight.

But looking at it, Fang Yi felt that something was wrong, no, how could there only be no end to the Dao, and no end to the clouds? ?

Where did Yun Wuji go?

Didn't you say before that Yun Wuji also had a national teacher in his body, that was the fake self of the national teacher.

This didn't see Yun Wuji, Yun Wuji must be hiding in the shadows, wanting the yellow finch behind.

And the battle is even more intense, and the shots of the Nine Martial Saints are completely the ultimate collision in strength, full of the pleasure of violent aesthetics.

Punch after punch, punch after punch, punch is heavier than punch, the thrill of punching to the flesh, who can imagine.

That punch fell on Dao Wuya's body, and each punch blew Dao Wuya's body to pieces, but the next moment, Dao Wuya's body condensed and formed again.

The strong men of the Dao Sect are not strong enough in their physical bodies, so they naturally can't compare to these vulgar martial artists, and they can't withstand the indiscriminate bombardment of these vulgar martial artists.

The strong of the Daomen is strong in the soul, and the six grades are cultivated into the Yuan Baby, and the Yuan Infant can go out of the body and be immortal.

When it reaches the eight-rank Taixu, the divine soul can cultivate the power of chaos, and when it reaches this realm, it is already similar to the immortality of the eight-rank martial arts, and if the power of chaos is not exhausted, the Daomen monk will not die.

And with the bombardment of punches, Dao Wuyan's body was damaged again and again, and then he was reborn again and again, but at this time, he freed his hands, but he carved out powerful formations one after another, and felt the power of runes one after another from his arms, and then continued to bombard the nine martial saints above.

Finally, after fighting like this for a long time, Dao Wuya finally couldn't support it anymore, his body could not fully recover at this time, and every time he was blown into pieces at this time, Dao Wuya could only recondense a head, that is, his own head.

Until, at a certain moment, Dao Wuya couldn't even condense his head, and he howled miserably at this time: "Help me!" ”

The Nine Great Martial Saints were stunned at this time, what? This Dao Wuya even has a helper, it's impossible, you know, they have investigated before, and no one around has more powerful power, and there is no way that Dao Wuya can have a helper.

But Dao Wuya shouted out at this time, naturally there was a reliance, the nine martial saints glanced at each other, and immediately separated two martial saints and began to inspect the surroundings, for fear that someone would secretly make a move and take away the dragon veins above.

……

"Your Highness, are we going to make a move now??" The master of the Night Patrol Division asked again at this time: "If you don't make a move, the national teacher may not be able to hold on......

"What's the alarm??" Yun Wuji's face did not change at this time, but he also had an intention in his heart, from the beginning to the present, they have been able to hide very well, hidden until now, it can be said that they have been hidden for a long time, they see that Dao Wuji is one to nine, it is already so strong that it can no longer be strong, it can be said that it shocked everyone.

And as soon as it was held, it lasted for several hours.

This Dao Wuyi is really strong, but it also shows from the side that the nine martial saints are really wastewood, and sure enough, what the master said is right, the nine martial saints are not real martial saints, if it is a real martial saint, a martial saint, with a snap of his fingers, he can kill Dao Wuyan.

Waste Martial Saint.

Yun Wuji complained in his heart at this time, in his abdomen, the person in his belly spoke at this time: "Prepare, that waste of Dao Wuya may not be able to hold it, he can't hold it, the two of us are not the opponents of those nine wastes." ”

The people in the womb finally decided to make a move at this time, they have been hiding and delaying for a long enough time, if they are waiting to see Dao Wuyan die, then the ownership of the dragon vein must have nothing to do with them, so it is the best choice to make a move at this time.

Hearing that the person in his belly decided to make a move, Yun Wuji became excited, and finally wanted to feel the battle between the strong again?

Can you finally let the strength that belongs to the Eight Rank Dao Sect monks descend on you again?

This feeling is simply addictive.

It's just a pity that when the power of the master descends on me, I can only passively accept it, and I can't control it flexibly, if I can control it, all this is my power.

Thinking of this, Yun Wuji couldn't help but think, "If only I could devour Master, it would be good. ”

A strange smile appeared on the corner of Yun Wuji's mouth, since a certain time, when he felt that his master had descended on him, and solved the problem he encountered at that time with the body of the eighth grade, Yun Wuji couldn't suppress his own thoughts.

And this idea, once generated, could not be contained, quickly began to expand, continued to expand, and in the end, now this idea flooded my mind.

Master, Master, the value and significance of your existence are not great, if you can make some more contributions to your disciples, I will definitely be grateful to you, then your life will be full of value.

"Ready to make a move." Yun Wuji said secretly to the master of the Night Patrol Division at this time.

The master of the Night Patrol Division nodded at this time, and the person in his belly also smiled at this time: "How is it, are you ready to make a move??" ”

"Are you ready to take on my berserk power??" The man in the belly laughed at this time: "Accept my power, your combat power will soar a hundred times, you are only eight grades now, but once you accept my power, I guarantee that you can soar to the realm of the ninth rank martial saint, these few wastes, you can at least fight two of them, and I will help you secretly, when the time comes, I will use means to bewitch their minds, and even at critical moments, I will help you devour one or two." ”

The Master of the Night Patrol Division looked a little hesitant at this time, he was not sure what he would become once this monster in his body gave him strength.

But what he said, once he accepted his power, his strength would instantly soar a hundred times, this point, he believed, he had felt such terrible power before.

It was also a very high-spirited feeling, too powerful, the violent power would fill his body, and even when he was the strongest, he felt that his body might be blown up.

But these feelings became addictive, and later, the master found that he would even lose his mind, and even feel an incomparable desire for human essence and blood.

It's poison, it's addictive, but it also hurts.

"What, don't want to??" The person in the belly sneered and said: "You are too cowardly, what are you afraid of, now is the time for you to behave, let your master see, you can completely help your master share his worries, this is the greatest help you as a subordinate to your master." ”

The person in the belly continued to follow the good temptation: "Look at the strength of the nine of them, look at the surging qi and blood on their bodies, don't you like it, don't you want to taste it, I promise, if you taste it once, you will know that the essence and blood of martial arts cultivation is simply a treasure......"

"Stop talking nonsense, let's shoot!!" The master of the division suddenly burst into flames in an instant, and suddenly participated in the battlefield, and the terrifying power instantly crawled all over his body, his whole body was green, and his muscles all burst out in an instant, and the terrifying power quickly filled the whole body of the master.

"Boom!!" Master Master charged a punch and slammed into one of the two Martial Saints, this punch was comparable to the Nine Rank Martial Saints.

He absorbed the power of the person in his womb, and his combat power soared in an instant, and at this time, he had already reached the realm of the Nine Rank Martial Saint.

……

Yun Wuji's eyes showed a hint of surprise, but immediately, he felt that his consciousness was rapidly compressing, and finally only a trace of consciousness remained, and suddenly there were many terrifying powers in his body, and that power instantly enveloped him.

Yun Wuji's eyes suddenly turned scarlet, his body turned into nothingness, and in the blink of an eye, he shot out and blasted at another martial saint above.

The battle situation became chaotic in an instant, but it also became clearer.

With the addition of the Master of the Night Patrol Division and Yun Wuji, the battle became more and more intense, and Dao Wuya finally had the strength to take a breath.

"Why, why can't I feel the breath of Emperor Chengping anymore!!" Dao Wuya looked around at this time, but in the end, he didn't sense the aura of dragon luck on Emperor Chengping's body.

If Emperor Chengping is there, he can naturally urge the dragon luck on Emperor Chengping to assist him in the battle, he will definitely not lose so ugly, until now, even his own body is not completely condensed.

But for some reason, he couldn't feel the breath of Emperor Chengping anymore.

"Kill!" Dao Wuya held back his anger, and at this time he vented it all, with two helpers, three to nine, which is equivalent to a situation of one against three, the problem is not big, these nine waste wood, and dare to covet the dragon vein, it's really damn it!!

Some people died, but not completely......