On the Red Moon Plain, on a platform about 100 miles near the land of Songhai, Wei Zimou was covered in blood, holding Wang Lijun, who had passed out, and riding a snow-white war horse galloping rapidly.

Behind him, the shouting of killing shook the sky, and he saw that the water army of the Tribulation Realm was holding a sharp blade to resist nearly a thousand black-clothed masked people with his own strength, and the two sides fought bloodily, and the water army was covered in scars, and a corpse on the ground behind him stretched for dozens of miles.

"Kill him, he can't hold it anymore!"

"What about the Tribulation Realm, the crowd tactics consume him!"

Under such circumstances, the group of black-clothed masked people did not have the slightest fear, and shouted in their mouths, killing the navy army one by one with red eyes.

In this regard, the navy's face turned pale, and he subconsciously glanced at Wei Zimou who was speeding in the distance, gritted his teeth and said: "Don't think about it, even if you die today, I won't let you show it!"

As he spoke, the navy tightened the spear in his hand and entered the crowd again, and when the spear jumped, a black-clothed masked person died, and a corpse fell to the ground and died.

For a while, the killing resumed, and the strong smell of blood permeated, even if it was ten miles away, it could be clearly smelled.

"Damn, you group of rebels, don't let Young Master Ben know who you are, Young Master Ben will kill your whole family!"

In his arms, Wang Lijun fainted, and there was a knife mark on his back, which was suffered by him.

Not only that, even the water army and Xiao Ling that he embodied have been killed in battle, and now he can be said to be at the end of the road, if it weren't for the extremely fast speed of the dragon horse under him, if it weren't for the desperate protection of the water army of the Tribulation Realm, I am afraid that he would have died long ago.

At this moment, Wei Zimou hated his lack of strength incomparably, although he was the body of the God of War, although he had reached the ninth level of foundation building in more than half a month, but there was no resistance in front of this group of killers.

Subconsciously stretched out his hand to look at a red head rope in his hand, as well as the bulging item in his arms, Wei Zimou said with a firm expression: "I can't die, I can't die without handing over this thing to His Highness." ”

"Xiao Ling, bless me, when I meet with His Highness, I will definitely avenge you!"

Shout!

At this moment, a figure fell from the sky and landed directly not far in front of Wei Zimou, and a breath of the combined realm burst out on his body, and he shouted in a low voice: "Wei Zimou, hand over the edict, otherwise don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!"

"Damn it!"

Seeing this scene, Wei Zimou's face turned pale, and he tightened the reins of the horse in his hand, and the dragon horse under his crotch stopped.

In the next second, Wei Zimou turned over and dismounted, put Wang Lijun on the horse's back, and stepped forward alone: "It's not impossible for me to hand over the edict, tell me who is the person behind me?"

At this moment, Wei Zimou's face was hideous, like a wild beast, Xiao Ling's death could be said to have stimulated him fiercely, if he knew who the person behind him was, even if he fought for his life, he would die with him.

"Wei Zimou, which adult is not something you can afford to offend!"

Glancing at Wei Zimou, the man spoke: "Your father and the prison, as long as you hand over the edict, the lord promises you, your father, and even the entire Weiguo Mansion will be safe and sound, otherwise, there will be no forgiveness for killing!"

"You guys are so despicable. ”

Hearing that the Weiguo Mansion had fallen, Wei Zimou's already hideous expression became more and more crazy at the moment, and he took out a black heavy sword while beckoning, gritted his teeth and said: "You want me to hand over the edict, you fucking delusional, Zhou Wushuang is a young brother, even if Lao Tzu dies, he will hand over the edict of Emperor Zhou to him!"

Hearing this, the face of the person who came suddenly became extremely ugly, and when he beckoned, a sharp blade with cold light appeared in his hand, and he stepped forward step by step, and the murderous aura on his body burst out: "Since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you!"

"Not only you, but everyone in your Wei family has to die!"

As he spoke, the man quietly accelerated, and the true qi in his body surged, and the cold light of the blade bloomed, pointing directly at Wei Zimou.

"It's over!"

Seeing this scene, Wei Zimou felt a sense of despair rise in his heart, he originally thought that he would be able to resist, but at the moment when the other party made a move, he found how naïve such a thought was, the combination realm and the foundation building realm are fundamentally different, the other party wants to kill him, he doesn't even have the slightest resistance.

At this moment, Wei Zimou subconsciously tightened the red head rope in his hand and muttered, "Xiao Ling, I'm here to accompany you!"

After speaking, Wei Zimou closed his eyes and prepared to accept death, and said secretly in his heart: "Your Highness, I'm sorry, I can't give you something." ”

"Thunderbolt Technique!"

At the last moment, an angry rebuke resounded through the sky.

With a roar, a flash of purple lightning fell from the sky, striking the man who was close to Wei Zimou's body three feet in front of him.

"Ah......h

The heart-rending screams resounded, and the monk of the Merge Realm died directly, his body was scorched black and even his blood was evaporated.

"Fatty!"

The shouts rang out, and Zhou Wushuang's figure fell from the sky, grabbing Wei Zimou's huge body covered in blood.

"Your Highness?"

Opening his eyes in a daze, Wei Zimou was a little stunned and said, "Is this hell?"

Belch!

The corners of his mouth twitched, Zhou Wushuang really didn't expect Wei Zimou to say such words, and he really didn't know what to say for a while.

But soon, Zhou Wushuang came back to his senses, took out a green lotus seed at any time and fed it to Wei Zimou's mouth and said, "Eat it, the injury on your body is too serious, and ordinary medicine can't repair it at all!"

In this regard, Wei Zimou subconsciously believed that he swallowed the green lotus seed into his stomach.

In the next second, a turquoise light was shining, and I saw Wei Zimou's fat body shining, and the scarred places on his body were restored to their original state at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Not only that, after just three or five breaths, Wei Zimou's cultivation has reached the Jindan realm in one leap, and it is constantly improving: Jindan one heavy - Jindan two heavy - Jindan triple - Jindan four - Jindan five - Jindan six - Jindan seven!

After being fully promoted to the seventh level of Jindan, the rich vitality on his body dissipated, and Wei Zimou was a little stunned: "I'm not dead?

After speaking, Wei Zimou pinched the arm he saw, and suddenly the pain in his heart rose, his eyes instantly reddened, looking at Zhou Wushuang in his body, he cried violently: "Your Highness, you are finally back, you are finally back......"

Looking at Wei Zimou's appearance, a trace of guilt flashed in Zhou Wushuang's eyes.

Although he knew that it was very dangerous to keep them as bait, he did not expect that this would be the case, and he was almost wiped out.

Especially the sailor army that crossed the Tribulation Realm had been forcibly consumed by those black-clothed masked people, of course, it was precisely because of that person's death that Mu Kun was aware of it and told Zhou Wushuang that they were able to rush here so quickly.

"Kill Wei Zimou!"

"He must not be allowed to leave alive!"

At this moment, shouts rang out in the distance, and I saw that there were more than three hundred black-clothed masked people galloping over, obviously after eliminating the water army, their target was still on Wei Zimou.