The dark mountain forest is eerily quiet and deathly quiet.
The aura of Tianwu was as loud as the thunder in the sky.
Everyone present, including Zhao Yun, including the mustache, and the pursuers, were unable to move. They wanted to move, but Tianwu's pressure was too strong, and everyone was forcibly restrained.
"Senior, please forgive me."
The old man in purple robe spoke with a trembling voice, and his face was pale and bloodless.
I thought it was the other party who was playing tricks, but he actually exploded a person in the Tianwu realm. He was so awesome! It didn't matter if he slapped him down and hit the mountain, but he offended the majesty of the Tianwu realm.
The white-haired old man said nothing, raised his arms slightly, and opened his fingers toward the purple-haired old man.
Suddenly, the purple-haired old man was sucked in, and the white-haired old man pinched his neck and lifted him up in the air. This is the Tianwu realm. No matter what the pursuer or the peak Ksitigarbha is, they are far from enough.
"You really deserve to die."
The white-haired old man spoke coldly, and there was blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.
As Zhao Yun saw, this Heavenly Martial Realm man was injured, a very serious injury, and he was supposed to be healed in the cave. It was because they disturbed the tranquility, and the purple-robed old man's attack interrupted his healing.
Now, the white-haired old man's mouth is bleeding, which is the best proof.
Zhao Yun's mind was not calm. This was a Heavenly Martial Realm! Who hurt him so miserably? According to what he thought, the person who injured the white-haired old man must also be in the Tianwu Realm. Maybe there were several of them who were also Tianwu.
If a few martial arts cultivators fight one another, it is a group fight of the same level.
"Belongs to the Great Xia Dragon Dynasty or another country."
This is what Zhao Yun desperately wants to know.
If Daxia is okay, it will probably give them face if they can move out the handsome red flame girl.
If it's from another country, that's nonsense. No one here can survive.
This guess is quite reliable.
When the border is in crisis, there is also a battlefield dedicated to Tianwu, and this white-haired old man was probably sneaked in from other countries. Because of his injuries, he even stayed for a long time.
Xia has yet to recover from her injuries.
"From the Yuan Dynasty." The mustache whispered.
"Can you tell from this?" Zhao Yun glanced at his mustache.
"Look at the totem on his left wrist." The mustache said again, "That's exclusive to the Yuan Royal Family. If my prediction is correct, it should be Xiong Cang, the oldest person in the Tianwu realm of the Yuan Royal Family."
"Escaped the small pit and entered a big pit."
Zhao Yun didn't say anything, his eyes said everything.
The guess is true, it is really someone from the Tianwu Realm of another country, or the arch-enemy of the Yuan Dynasty, and like the Yuan royal family, they were seriously injured by Hong Yuan when the border was in crisis.
But even if they were seriously injured, it was not something they could contend with.
The old man in purple robe at this moment is a bloody example.
At the peak of the Ksitigarbha Realm, in front of the half-dead Tianwu Realm, he has no resistance at all, just like an ant. With just a little effort from Xiong Cang, he can send him to hell, and his combat power is absolutely suppressed.
ah!
The screams started, coming from the old man in purple robe.
Xiong Cang must have used a secret technique of devouring, devouring the vitality and blood of the purple-robed old man. The scene was horrifying, as a peak Ksitigarbha statue was drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The whole audience was shocked, and their hearts were trembling with fear.
Especially the group of people who were chasing and killing on the ground before were about to leave, but the old man in purple robe had a weak hand, so he decided to strike out with that palm. This time, he caused a bloody catastrophe.
"The taste of blood is really wonderful."
Amidst the screams, Xiong Cang showed a pleasant smile.
He is really scary now. Reflecting in the moonlight, you can see his formidable old eyes, covered with streaks of blood, dyeing them scarlet, and
Honorable, ferocious and terrifying, originally like a skeleton wrapped in flesh skin, but with his current demeanor, he really looks like a fierce ghost.
ah!
The screams of the purple-robed old man became more and more shrill.
However, his struggle was in vain and he was swallowed alive into a mummy.
"Don't worry, come one by one."
Xiong Cang gave a faint laugh and swallowed the purple-robed old man without giving up. .??.
He reached out casually, and the second Ksitigarbha was sucked in. He was still at the peak of Ksitigarbha.
ah.!
The screams started again, and the wails made people's souls tremble.
Still under the gaze of everyone, a peak Ksitigarbha statue was devoured into a corpse.
"This time, I really have to kneel down."
The mustached man sighed, he shouldn't have come this time.
His state of mind was also the state of mind of the pursuer. He came to find Mengdie. Mengdie didn't find him, but bumped into Zhao Yun and Mustache. He wanted to get some luck, but instead he exploded into a Tianwu realm.
From that moment on, the situation was out of control, and all of them would be swallowed up.
"There is still a glimmer of hope."
Zhao Yun is relatively calm and will never sit back and wait for death.
The wailing sound has not stopped, Xiong Cang is ferocious enough, he swallowed them one by one before, but now he swallows them in pairs, grabbing one with each hand and swallowing them forcefully, as if this wound needs the nourishment of a living person's energy and blood.
As the two mummies landed on the ground, all the Ksitigarbha realm present had been swallowed up.
The rest of Xuanyang Realm, including the mustache, all felt their hearts go cold.
This Tianwu realm comes from high to low! After swallowing the Ksitigarbha realm, the Xuanyang realm comes next. As for the weakest Zhao Yun, he should be at the bottom, but he can't escape death.
"It would be your honor to swallow you."
The corners of Xiong Cang's mouth curled up slightly, and he raised his arm again, attracting two Xuanyang Realm figures.
Mustache distance is relatively small
From a close distance, he could see quite clearly that if the Tianwu Realm were ruthless, they would be really cruel and treat human life as nothing. He would helplessly watch living people being swallowed into corpses.
"Can't get away."
Zhao Yun gritted his teeth and made some calculations.
What is he calculating? He is calculating whether his Tianwu momentum can break through the confinement.
After thinking about it, I felt a little disappointed.
Tianwu aura also has levels. If his aura is fake, it only has its appearance.
And Xiongcang's pressure is the real Tianwu pressure, which cannot be compared with fake ones. If he wants to break the situation with Tianwu momentum, it is far from possible. If he is in the Xuanyang realm, there is still a slight possibility that the true spirit level can use this.
The secret technique, not to mention breaking away from the shackles, is afraid that it can't even be shaken.
"Boy, we can also be your companions on Huangquan Road."
The eyes with mustache were extremely dark, and there was no hope of life.
As for the remaining Xuanyang Realm, seven or seventy-eight that have been devoured, it will soon be his turn. Zhao Yun did not give a reply, but was still meditating on how to break the situation, how to be willing to die without revenge, and the more critical it became.
The more time passes, the more you need to be calm and collected, as there is still hope of survival.
ah!
The shrill screams were like the howls of a fierce ghost.
This dark night was shrouded in gloom and blood because of the wails. A person who was in the Xuanyang realm was swallowed into a mummy. Each of them died in a miserable state. They were afraid until they died. There was a lot of depression in the fear. I really shouldn't have come out this time.
A road of pursuit turned into a road to hell.
I don’t know when the screams died out.
Xiong Cang threw away the two mummies and looked at the mustache. This was the last Xuanyang realm.
"It actually has a hint of special blood, so it's so good."
Xiong Cang smiled quietly, his sunken old eyes were full of gloom and cruelty.
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There will be chapters later, so it will come later.