(Today's second watch, the second watch will be issued around 9:30)

As soon as the battle here ended, Wu Potian immediately left some people behind to clean up the battlefield and take away all the belongings to enrich the financial resources of the Evil God Temple.

Then, his hands suddenly danced non-stop, wisps of milky white true yuan came out of his hands, forming more than seventy strange runes writhing in the sky, and then, with a soft snort:

"Go!"

These more than seventy milky white holy runes quickly burrowed into the bodies of more than seventy captives with a soft snort.

As soon as the rune entered the body, all of these seventy people shook slightly, and when they understood it and used their real power to investigate, they found that their realm had all dropped to the martial artist level.

Just when all the captives looked at Wu Potian in amazement, and their hearts were uneasy, a clear voice came into everyone's ears:

"Don't be afraid, this is for the sake of safety, temporarily confined for a few days, and after everything is arranged, this monarch will naturally restore your realm and return your free body. ”

After doing all this, and leaving some people to take care of this group of prisoners, he immediately led the remaining hundred or so people to rush to the direction where the thin hemp pole went, because there, some of the family members of the Nether Alliance were imprisoned.

With the thin hemp pole and the two Martial Emperor-level masters accompanying him, Wu Potian was not worried that this operation would encounter too much resistance.

With such a mysterious and fast action, there is no fear that there will be a leak, which will cause a scuffle between the two organizations.

Even if the Nether Alliance had received a message from its spies, by the time they arrived, it would be too late, too late.

He is now rushing over with people, mainly to rescue the families of the members of the Nether Alliance and lay a solid foundation for the next action.

When he led the group to rush here, Wu Potian was still taken aback:

Because, the thin hemp pole is being besieged by the two great martial emperor-level masters, and the two sides are fighting, and the spatial cracks in the sky like fishnets, like the huge mouth of the god of death, devouring all the materials on the ground......

Now the thin hemp pole is not handsome at all:

A green cloth robe was turned into strips of cloth, one sleeve was gone, the golden blood stains on the right arm were faint, the hair was scattered, even the hairpin was knocked off, and the long hair was scattered on the head like a madman.

What the hell is going on? Why are there four emperor-level masters of the Netherworld Alliance here, could it be that there are some big secrets hidden here?

Wu Potian was suspicious, but his skills were not slow, and he quickly joined the battle group together with an emperor-level master named Chongxi brought by the Evil God Temple.

The other more than 100 Martial Monarchs, Martial Kings, and Grandmaster-level masters, although they came more than ten breaths late, as soon as they came here, they immediately joined the fierce battle.

With the addition of the two Martial Emperor levels, as well as the addition of more than a hundred new forces, the masters of the Evil God Temple, although they were exhausted from the battle, were suddenly excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and they all mustered up their courage and went all out to destroy the enemy.

Since Wu Potian was promoted to Martial Monarch, he has had his own unique views on the use of power, and now, his shot can be described in two words:

Simple and straightforward.

As soon as he arrived, he silently punched the emperor-level master who was besieging the thin hemp pole, and the punch sounded:

"Tiger crashes and a thousand waves!"

The punch sent the air swaying, and then it compressed and retreated sharply, leaving a wide passage of space.

A huge fist, with the low groan and roar of a tiger, compressed in the power of the fist, passed through the spatial passage, and struck the enemy like lightning.

Extremely compressed fist power, as long as it encounters an enemy attack, it will burst out with powerful and fierce power.

The emperor-level master of the Netherworld Alliance, sensing the extremely powerful power compressed in this punch, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he immediately dodged a few hundred meters away, wanting to quickly dodge this fatal punch.

But Wu Potian's punch was like having eyes, and as soon as the man dodged, it followed like a shadow.

Seeing that martial emperor-level guy, his mouth was wide open, and he was about to be in a daze, and he scolded: Ya, is this a fist?

Looking at the fist gang that came quickly, it was so fast, the man estimated that if he dodged again, he would not be able to dodge.

So, he exerted all his strength, punched the fist gang as well, and then used his strength to feed, gritted his teeth, and risked being caught in the space storm, breaking through the space and slipping away again.

However, Wu Potian's fist did not let him go, and the punch he resisted did play a certain role, and when the two punches met, there was a shocking True Yuan explosion, which exploded a large spatial crack.

However, the fist of the Tiger Collapse Thousand Stacked Waves has more than one wave of true yuan, it is the power of thousands of superimposed waves, of course, it will not fade, and it will follow the Martial Emperor-level master and rush into the broken space.

Seeing that Fist Gang had followed him into the broken space, Wu Potian tilted his mouth strangely, and then his technique suddenly changed, and he suddenly shouted:

"Explode me!"

Roar Roar Roar ......

A roar of a tiger suddenly sounded from the fist, and then there was an earth-shattering explosion that blew up a large part of the space.

Boom Boom Boom ......

Yes......

Only to hear an extremely miserable howl came from afar, Wu Potian knew that it was the space storm caused by the explosion of Zhenyuan just now that injured the emperor-level master, as for the injury, he didn't know.

One punch forced away a Martial Emperor-level master, and Wu Potian's pair of blood pupils approached the Martial Emperor-level powerhouse who was still fighting with the thin hemp pole.

He glanced at that guy's moves coldly with a pair of blood pupils, yes, it's really not simple, this emperor-level power has actually cultivated to the peak of the top grade, no wonder the thin hemp pole has become such a decay with the skill of the peak of the top grade.

It seems to have been crossed n times by more than a dozen people, hehehe......

Glancing at the decay of the thin and hemp pole, Wu Potian crooked his mouth and smiled unscrupulously for no reason.

Because, that bird-like look is so funny!

The strong enemy has not been eliminated, of course he will not delay for too long, looking at the fierce appearance of the emperor-level master of the Netherworld Alliance, his person suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, a powerful whirlwind suddenly derived from the space and swept towards the Martial Emperor-level master.

Looking at the sudden crazy tornado, a pair of golden lights shot out of the man's eyes, and an extremely strange Xuan Soul fluctuation suddenly rose from the two golden lights.

Hey......

What a powerful Xuan Soul Fluctuation, who is this person? (To be continued.) )