However, if the technique stops here, today's encounter can end there.

Qi and blood surged, like a torrent waterfall roaring like a sound came out of Wang Yu's body, his surging qi and blood completely exploded at the moment of the curse, and a qi and blood oven that wanted to smelt heaven and earth appeared above Wang Yu's body.

Before the power of the curse could erode into Wang Yu's body, it was swallowed clean by the Qi and Blood Oven.

The curse that was enough to make the Daomen Dao Sect and Confucianism decay was completely refined in the qi and blood oven reflected by Wang Yu.

"It's a bit of a doorway. Although the curse of Mao Dun was shattered in an instant, Wang Yu did not underestimate Mao Dun, that is, the essence of his skill body that integrates many divine channel methods is too strong, otherwise he will suffer a big loss if he changes to a Dao sect that is about to ascend to immortality.

After breaking the three curses, Wang Yu was not waiting for Mao Dun to take the lead, Mao Dun's hole cards were about to be turned over, and he couldn't see any new tricks in his hand.

Raising the lance in his hand, the surging qi and blood in his body instantly blessed it to the point of being comparable to a divine weapon.

The lance flashed, and a blood-filled lance shadow broke through the air and hit Mao Dun, and in the blink of an eye, the blood-colored shadow came to Mao Dun's body.

Restricted by the pressure around him, Mao Dun, who could not move suddenly, could only wield his knife to resist in the face of this blood-colored shadow.

The wolf god scimitar made by countless masters on the grassland was shattered by the blood-colored lance shadow in just one shot, and the tough body that Mao Dun could match the martial saint was pierced by the blood-colored lance shadow in an instant.

If it weren't for the abnormal volume of the spear condensation that Wang Yu swung out, it would be one size smaller than the ordinary long lance, I was afraid that this would have been torn into a flying flesh foam by the shadow of the lance.

Touching the transparent chest in front and back, Mao Dun determined how big the gap between himself and the person in front of him was.

Today, it is impossible to leave alive.

With a flicker in his eyes, Mao Dun did not hesitate to unlock the deepest taboo in his body.

"The wolf swallows the moon. With the low drink in Mao Dun's mouth, the newborn day was obscured by a sudden dark cloud, and the bright moon, which had already sunk in the west, rose again, and a wolf howl that seemed to have come from ancient times resounded throughout the grassland.

"Moo......"

The people who heard the wolf howl were all covered in sweat, and many of the war horses in the camps of the two armies trembled and almost fainted.

"Wolf God! It's the Wolf God!"

"The wolf god is above!"

When the Xiongnu battalion, which was surrounded by the Zhenbei army, heard the wolf howl, it suddenly boiled.

Looking at the roar in the sky like a wolf under the moon, Wang Yu showed a trace of attention.

In his perception, since Mao suddenly looked up to the sky and swallowed the moon, countless dots of power on the entire grassland began to converge towards him, and his momentum began to rise endlessly under the blessing of these powers.

Wang Yu, who was not interested in entanglement with Mao Dun, did not stop waiting for Mao Dun's momentum to climb to the highest point, holding a long lance in his waist and hips, and the dark clouds stepped on the snow and began to charge.

As soon as he charged, the qi and blood oven that was originally standing behind Wang Yu instantly turned into a general with mottled armor in World War I.

The qi and blood general made a slight movement, and the dark clouds covering the sky and the sun were torn, and the sun that was about to climb to the middle of the sky fell and shone on the qi and blood general's body, rendering the whole heaven and earth solemn and iron-blooded.

'Lance'.

The wordless voice is imprinted in the hearts of all the heavens and the earth.

A long lance composed of qi and blood suddenly appeared in his hand, and the slight trembling of the blood lance brought wind and thunder to accompany it.

A bloody shadow that occupied heaven and earth flashed into everyone's eyes, and the blood-colored tip of the lance crossed the space and came to Mao Dun.

Mao Dun, whose momentum was about to climb to the ninth realm, looked at the blood-colored lance in front of him that shattered the space and came to the tip of the face, he was a little unwilling, only a few breaths away, really only a few breaths, he was able to break through the realm and step into the last realm under the fairyland.

With the strength of the Ninth Realm, even if he can't kill the demon god-like man in front of him, he should be able to hit him hard at the cost of his life, letting him know that the Xiongnu's Shan Yu will bite off a piece of his flesh and blood even if he dies, so that he will be in awe and dare not kill the people of the Twin Clans at will.

"I'm not reconciled, there is something in the world about why I still give birth to Wang Nanrong, exploding. Faced with Wang Yu's killing blow, Mao Dun, who was still angry, chose to blow himself up.

The blood-colored shadow paused for a moment under the self-explosion of Mao Dun, a great master who was infinitely close to the ninth realm, and then twisted the entire space that Mao Dun was in into pieces.

The flash of light generated by the self-explosion and the scene brought about by the shattering of the space are intertwined over the entire battlefield, looking at the space where there is no healing, Wang Yu's face is a little ugly, this world is too fragile.

A master who is less than the ninth realm can actually make it difficult for this world to heal?

Although he was surprised in his heart, Wang Yu was not indifferent, if the heaven and earth were broken, it would be easy to have problems if they were not dealt with in time.

It is difficult to destroy and build, looking at the messy space in front of him, Wang Yuyi changed his martial will shrouded in this world, and changed the oppression to pacification and cohesion.

As the qi and blood in Wang Yu's body burned endlessly, the sky that looked like a broken mirror gradually began to calm again.

Heaven and earth, this broken mirror, is slowly reunited.

When Wang Yu calmed down the broken space, the Zhenbei Army was not idle, and the Hun wolf soldiers who were exhausted by the death of Mao Dun surrendered in pieces under the pressure of the Zhenbei Army.

When the sky was dark and Wang Yu completely calmed the space in the sky, the Southern Xiongnu regime, which was famous in the Western Regions, had been completely destroyed.

Turning the horse back to the Chinese army, Wang Yu, who was a little tired, did not immediately deal with the affairs, but rarely hid and wanted to take a good rest.

However, before his wish to rest could be realized, one of them broke his mind.

Fairy Ning, who was trapped by Wang Yu in the big tent of the Chinese army, expressed his intention to compromise the moment Wang Yu turned around and the Chinese army stepped into the big tent: "It is said that those who know the times are Junjie, and the old body has no hope after today, and he can only be a Junjie once."

However, before the old body reveals all the secrets after the fall of the heavenly court, I have three questions I want to ask Hou Ye you, and ask Hou Ye to answer the old body.

Hou Ye is a guest from outside the world, what is the relationship with the power called the Lord Temple, and how do you want to treat the sentient beings of this heaven and earth after he dominates the heaven and earth in the future?"

Wang Yu of the three questions of the Infant Ning Fairy was stunned for a moment, since these three questions, Wang Yu determined one thing, there were once outsiders from across the border like him in this heaven and earth, and in this vast heaven, he was not the only one who carried the pearl of the ten thousand worlds.

In my opinion, if my next answer is not in line with the fairy's wishes, I am afraid that the fairy will soon blow himself up like a madman in order to preserve all the secrets of the past!"

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