Linjiang Prefecture, Baiyue Mountain.

This is the highest mountain in the eastern suburbs of Linjiang Prefecture. Here, the souls are dispersed and can spy on the movements of most of Linjiang Prefecture.

Wu Yuanmeng was sitting cross-legged in the pavilion, and with a thought in his mind, his soul returned to his body.

"The Demon Control Division really mobilized a large number of people and went so far as to block all exits from Lin'an Mansion for a mere brat." Wu Yuanmeng sneered.

Less than two hours after he took action to kill Jiang Yuan, a large number of troops from the Yuyao Division had already scattered out. The speed was so fast that they were truly worthy of being soldiers of the Fu Division.

"Young Master, it seems that the Demon Control Division will not give up."

Next to him, an old slave in gray robe said respectfully.

There is a scar on his right eye, which is terrifying and extends to the corner of his mouth.

"Won't you give up?" Wu Yuanmeng sneered: "So what? Don't say they may not be able to find me, but even if they find me, what will they do to me?"

As a disciple of Chiling Palace, it goes without saying how important Wu Yuanmeng's identity is. Let alone a brat, even Li Chengfeng, who holds the position of military guard, cannot be compared with him.

Even if the incident came to light in the end, Linjiang Mansion would not dare to do anything to him.

"I didn't expect that there would be such a master beside that kid. It seems that Chi Nu died in his hands."

Wu Yuanmeng's expression was slightly cold. With his attainments in the way of the soul, he had made a secret move so seamlessly that no one could detect it.

Who would have thought that a Zhou Dao would appear halfway.

As soon as he started, Zhou Dao noticed that a face-to-face confrontation revealed traces, thus alerting the Demon Control Division.

"This man is so audacious that he is simply seeking his own death." A cold light flashed in the gray-robed old slave's single eye.

Anyone who dared to kill the people in Chiling Palace also offended Wu Yuanmeng. No matter what the crime was, it was a capital crime and could never be redeemed by death.

"This man must die, and no one in heaven or on earth can save him."

Wu Yuanmeng sneered. If anyone dared to stop the person he wanted to kill, then there would be no need to exist.

He has already made up his mind that as soon as the limelight passes, he will take action himself and remove Zhou Dao's head.

"Save your fucking grandma!"

At this moment, a burst of loud shouting resounded, and the loud sound was like thunder shaking from the sky, echoing on the top of the Moon Worship Mountain.

Wu Yuanmeng's face darkened slightly, he turned around and saw a young man slowly walking towards him, his blood rushing around him as if he were wild. Who could he be if he wasn't Zhou Dao?

"Who? How dare you..."

The gray-robed old man shouted loudly, and appeared in front of Zhou Dao like a ghost. His skinny palms grabbed Zhou Dao's shoulders like iron pliers.

Rumble...

The blood energy surged wildly, like a turbulent wave rushing forward.

The gray-robed old man's complexion suddenly changed, and he felt an extremely terrifying pressure.

He wanted to stop but it was too late.

The roaring blood energy came and crushed it into minced meat.

Zhou Dao didn't even look at it, letting the scattered meat residue scatter with the mountain wind.

"He is indeed a master of nine transformations!"

Wu Yuanmeng's eyes narrowed and he looked at Zhou Dao, showing deep hostility.

"Little bastard, I'm afraid you don't know what you did." Zhou Dao looked at Wu Yuanmeng indifferently.

As early as the moment this kid took action against Jiang Yuan, he had already locked the opponent's soul.

As he said himself, no one in heaven or on earth could save him.

"Are you standing up for that brat?" Wu Yuanmeng sneered, without any trace of emotion on his face: "Do you know who I am?"

"dead!"

Zhou Dao shouted loudly, and appeared in front of Wu Yuanmeng like a thunderbolt.

The terrifying punch was entangled with burning blood, and it was like a mountain avalanche. The powerful force blasted the air repeatedly, making a harsh sound.

"You are looking for death!"

Wu Yuanmeng had a serious look on his face. He didn't expect Zhou Dao to be so stunned. He just started taking action after saying something he didn't agree with.

This kind of power is completely beyond the scope of the [Two Aperture] strong men.

Buzz…

Suddenly, a layer of dark green armor appeared on the surface of Wu Yuanmeng's body, like smoke rising, covering every inch of flesh and blood.

Bang bang bang...

A violent punch slammed down, and the terrifying aftermath rippled and spread, crushing the entire pavilion.

Wu Yuanmeng stood still, his body just trembling slightly. The strange armor actually removed most of Zhou Dao's strength.

"Is it just this little power?" Wu Yuanmeng sneered.

His [Five Luo Qingyan Armor] is a secret treasure of Chiling Palace. It is tailor-made according to his realm and body. Once it is activated by blood energy, it is very magical and can resist most physical attacks.

Buzz…

At this moment, Zhou Dao squeezed the seal formula with his hand and cast the "Taiyi Flowing Light Sword". The blood energy like mountains and seas circulated crazily, turning into a sword light all over the sky, twinkling like stars, and as powerful as the sky.

"This is... the authentic Xuanmen!?" Wu Yuanmeng's expression suddenly changed, and he felt an incredible aura.

This man was more terrifying than he imagined, having mastered such an inner magic of war.

"kill!"

There was no trace of sloppiness in Zhou Dao, and it fell with a sound, and the sword energy filled the sky like a shower of meteors, shining on the Moon Worship Mountain.

The terrifying sword energy surged forward, like a long river rolling, with mighty force.

"I'm standing here to see what you can do to me?" Wu Yuanmeng shouted in a cold voice.

[Wuluo Qingyan Armor] blends into the physical body and wraps around every part of the skin.

Strange lines appeared on the surface of Wu Yuanmeng's body, as if veins were exposed.

Rumble...

The sword energy transformed from Taiyi's Light Sword fell on him, and the roaring sound echoed through the lightning.

The dazzling firelight splashed among the grass and trees, igniting a raging fire.

Wu Yuanmeng grinned and said with a serious expression: "Idiot, so what if you are a master of nine transformations? You can't break my treasure armor."

As he spoke, [Wuluo Qingyan Armor] changed again, and thick smoke poured out from Wu Yuanmeng's body, completely covering him.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared directly in front of Zhou Dao like smoke and clouds.

"Six Demons Great Festival!"

Wu Yuanmeng's voice was like a talisman, and his dark arm stretched out from his words. The surrounding blood turned into six ghosts and disappeared in an instant, and the transformed power merged into the dark arm.

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Rumble...

The ghost claws are so eerie, as if they came from the Nine Nether Purgatory.

On the Moon Worshiping Mountain, there was a roar of wind and cranes, and every plant and tree, with blazing fire, became eerie under the influence of the ghost claws.

Liugui Dajishou, this sect's inner divine weaponry is the authentic Taoist sect and has a long history. In terms of power, it is not inferior to the "Taiyi Flowing Light Sword".

"Emperor Sword!"

At this moment, a soft chant sounded.

The blood energy in front of Zhou Dao gathered together, filled the sky with starlight, and turned into a sword.

Taiyi Emperor Star, majestic in the sky.

This is the highest state of "Taiyi Light Sword" and also Zhou Dao's strongest sword.

Buzz…

At such a close distance, the Taiyi Emperor Sword came through the air, filled with killing sword energy, and directly strangled the black hand.

For a moment, the sound of ghosts crying and wailing echoed through the sky.

Countless ghosts were wiped out by the Taiyi Emperor Sword.

The six ghosts' great sacrifice was broken instantly.

Although this inner god's art of war is powerful, it is difficult to exert its true power in Wu Yuanmeng's hands.

How can it be compared with Zhou Dao's "Taiyi Light Sword"?

Rumble...

The Taiyi Emperor Sword was indeed missing, piercing directly into the surging smoke.

Wu Yuanmeng revealed his true form with a muffled groan, and strong words poured into his body, blocking the almost invincible sword light.
To be continued...