Eight Shinto sat in mid-air, looking down on the earth, like immortals descending on the earth. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info They didn't exud any momentum, but a powerful oppressive force quietly emerged.

The gray-robed old man didn't say a word, and closed his eyes as if he was wandering out of the world. Several other Shinto powerhouses were not impatient and waited quietly.

Even the Shinto powerhouses are like this, and the martial artists of the entire Muyuan City dare not show half a point even if they are impatient.

Many warriors didn't dare to look at the Shinto powerhouse in the sky, and the oppressive force that was born from the heart made them tremble.

Gao Wu looked at these Shinto powerhouses as if he had seen miniature black holes, no matter what flowed around them, they would be devoured, and they were extremely terrifying.

The difference between the two sides is not only a difference in strength or speed, but a difference in life level.

Cultivation is equivalent to evolution, and when you reach the realm of Shinto, you have already occupied an extremely high level of evolution in the high-martial world, which is enough to dominate the fate of many lives.

In front of these Shinto powerhouses, he is like a mouse, and the other party is a cat, and he is a real natural enemy. Even if he didn't feel that way, there was still a little bit of fear in his heart.

This was not the first time he had seen a Shinto powerhouse, he had also seen two Shinto powerhouses in the Shinto ruins, which was one of the reasons why he would arrive in Middle-earth.

Although those two Shinto Dao showed the power to destroy the world and destroy the world, after all, their strength was not one in ten, and the feeling given to Gao Wu was not as strong as the eight Shinto in front of him.

Time passed little by little, and the scorching sun slowly moved, and finally came to the top of everyone's heads.

"Get up!"

A somewhat old but endlessly majestic voice quietly came into everyone's ears. All the warriors in the ring were shocked to find that they couldn't control their bodies, and they involuntarily stood up with this sound.

"Incredible!"

Gao Wu's eyes shrank, and at the same time affected millions of martial artists, the strength and use of the spiritual power of Shinto powerhouses was really unimaginable.

Rumble~!

It is like thunder on a summer night, and snow and flood in the mountains. The gray-robed old man didn't know when he was already standing on top of everyone's heads, and he didn't see any movement, but the earth-shattering momentum pressed down on everyone in the ring.

The white clouds dissipated in an instant under this majestic momentum, and a gust of wind rose out of thin air, but they were imprisoned and dissipated by unknown forces.

The people outside the ring didn't feel anything, but all the warriors in the ring were like a big mountain falling from the sky and smashing on them.

A famous warrior desperately released his whole body momentum to fight, and suddenly the ring was full of colors, and the vision caused by the strong or weak momentum was dazzling.

Some people's momentum condenses into a giant beast and roars towards the sky; some people's momentum is like a giant tearing the sky, stepping on the sky and the earth; and there are even people who are in the air with a long river, drowning everything......

Bang!

But in just an instant, more than 300,000 warriors in the ring spit out a mouthful of blood, their momentum was dispersed, and they couldn't bear the sudden pressure and fell to the ground. More than 600,000 warriors trembled, their faces flushed, sweating, and struggling to support.

The gray-robed old man waved his hand expressionlessly, and there seemed to be hundreds of thousands of big hands in the void, pulling those slumped martial artists to the ground and mercilessly dropped the ring.

The sound of thumping was like a torrential rain.

Although the ring is several hundred meters high, those warriors who were thrown down were also at least divine power, and at most they spit out two mouthfuls of blood.

And seeing the fate of those martial artists, all the martial artists left in the ring knew what was going on.

It turns out that the elimination has begun.

Rumble~!

The momentum skyrocketed, almost doubled!

Gao Wu's waist was straight without the slightest bend, these momentum were difficult for the average divine power intermediate level, and it was just a drizzle for him, and it was not a pressure.

There are also many people who are in a similar situation to Gao Wu at the moment, they are basically not affected by the Shinto powerhouses without even releasing their momentum, compared to those martial artists who collapsed to the ground, the gap is self-evident.

The momentum is ordinary ripples, and it swept through the entire ring in an instant.

"Poof~!"

Directly in front of him, the three giant lions condensed above the head of a young man facing Gao Wu shattered. The young man was shaken, his face was pale and he spit out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were unwilling, and he collapsed to the ground in a languid, and soon a force threw the young man out of the ring.

This time, nearly a million warriors were thrown out of the ring. The originally crowded ring instantly became much wider, but there were still hundreds of thousands of warriors left in the ring.

Seeing that there were still so many martial artists, the gray-robed old man seemed to be slightly dissatisfied, and a more powerful momentum emerged.

Rumble!

The momentum rose again, like a thunderbolt into my mind.

Click~

The momentum of many warriors was directly dispersed, and they were thrown out of the ring without any mercy.

The momentum this time is difficult for even ordinary peak martial artists with divine power to resist!

Gao Wu's body shook, and a domineering aura that swept in all directions was revealed. Two golden suns with a diameter of more than ten zhang condensed above his head, and the temperature in a radius of hundreds of zhang suddenly rose, and the air was tumbling. The golden light enveloped his whole body, and Gao Wu was like wearing golden armor, mighty and noble.

With such a scene, the warriors located within the three hundred zhang of Gaowu retreated one after another, which attracted the attention of many people.

Gao Wu took advantage of this to look around, looking for an opponent worthy of his cautious treatment.

A hundred-foot giant tree has a crown of branches covering the sky, and there is a mouth, a nose, and a pair of pupils in the middle of the trunk, which is like a human breathing and blinking, exuding a strong breath of life.

Mu Luolong stood under the giant tree, his eyes slightly closed, and his breath corresponded to the giant tree behind him. Looking at its realm, Gao Wu's heart was shocked, and he had already reached the divine soul far beyond his divine power.

There was another ancient giant sword across the air, trembling and whispering, the pure sword intent flowed, and countless powerful sword qi burst out, and it was consumed by an invisible force.

Under the giant sword, there is a nameless swordsman, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a tall posture, and his realm is actually a divine soul!

One, two, three......

Soon, the breath of twenty-five Divine Soul Realms really shocked Gao Wu, he couldn't imagine that Muyuan City was so crouching tiger, hidden dragon, and there were less than five of these Divine Soul Realm martial artists he had ever seen.

But soon Gao Wu calmed down, even if these were martial artists with more than the same level of combat power, he was still confident that he would blow them up.

Bang bang bang~

The momentum is still slowly increasing, more and more warriors can't bear the pressure and collapse to the ground, and there are fewer and fewer warriors in the ring.

A quarter of an hour later, the gray-robed old man returned to his seat, and the momentum of oppression quietly disappeared.

Gao Wu glanced at the ring, only to find that there were only more than 10,000 of the two million martial artists left at the moment!

Not one in a hundred!