Feng Chuqi looked at the person in front of him defensively. He could not clearly see the state of this person, but judging from the tone of his voice, it seemed that he was indeed a condescending being.
"Get him!"
Feng Chuqi is also a ruthless person. He is an existence at the peak of the eighth level. For him, as long as he is not at the ninth level, he dares to fight, let alone having such a group of strong men under his command.
As we all know, there are only eighteen ninth-level experts, and he has met every one of them. Obviously, the person in front of him is not any of those eighteen at all.
Since he is not at the ninth level, but he still dares to pretend to be a ghost in front of him, how can he be spared lightly?
As soon as the order was given, more than twenty eighth-level gods and demons rushed out, unafraid of death, and directly surrounded and killed the man. There were even two late eighth-level demons among them.
The reason why everyone didn't swarm him was because he just wanted to find out the person's background. When he came, there were two to three hundred eighth-level gods and demons on the other side who were eyeing him, so he had to take precautions.
Faced with the siege of more than twenty eighth-level gods and demons, even the true eighth-level peak powerhouse might be in disarray at this moment.
However, that man was completely unafraid. The spear in his hand shone brightly and he stabbed out countless spears in an instant.
Swish, brush, brush!
The sky was full of gun shadows, and the space was blocked.
Immediately afterwards, screams were heard, and figures were seen falling and flying upside down.
ah?
Everyone changes color.
In a flash of lightning, the battle was over.
Of the more than twenty eighth-level experts, three had their bodies exploded, and the rest also returned injured. From a distance, they looked in shock at the majestic presence standing with a gun in front of them.
So strong!
At this moment, including Qian Wang Jieying and others, they had to pay attention.
Although he relied on the power of the Heavenly Transformation Halberd, this person showed no signs of exerting any effort when faced with the siege of more than twenty eighth-level people. He easily repelled these people and clearly had some remaining strength. With this strength, I'm afraid
Not inferior to them.
Even King Qian and the others believed that if it were them, they wouldn't be able to do it so easily.
In other words, this person's strength is at least at the peak of the eighth level, or in other words, a pseudo-ninth level?
"How could he be so strong in just a few days? Is this Nan Ming?"
Chen Muyu's message appeared in King Qian's mind. King Qian knew Nanming Tianzun and even made a deal with Nanming Tianzun.
King Qian took a deep breath, "It does look like that guy, but it doesn't seem like it. If it's not him... Master, we'd better find an opportunity to retreat first. It's not appropriate to get entangled with this person..."
King Qian hadn't finished what he said, but Chen Muyu had already understood what he meant.
This person was clearly Nan Ming, which Chen Muyu could still tell.
But why do you say no?
If he were, that would be fine, they still have some friendship with Nan Ming.
But if not, then there is a possibility that Nan Ming was taken over by someone else.
If this is the case, the matter is serious.
If someone possesses a human body and can have such powerful power, then what kind of existence will this person be?
King Qian also took his body and was reborn, but he fell directly from the peak of the eighth level to the seventh level.
This person has strength that is comparable to the eighth level peak, or even stronger. Doesn't that mean that he is probably a ninth level strong man?
If so, the trouble would be big.
Although the spirit mother said that there are laws suppressing this world, it is impossible to give birth to the ninth level.
But God knows if this rule is reliable?
What if a ninth-level powerhouse from the outside breaks in by force?
Not impossible!
Chen Muyu nodded. He also had a premonition that the situation was not good, so he decided to withdraw first.
"Everyone, you have to leave before I say anything. Isn't it too disrespectful?"
Just when Chen Muyu was about to send an order to let the gods and demons on his side retreat temporarily, the man's voice suddenly sounded.
Chen Muyu's heart skipped a beat.
Looking up, Nan Ming was looking in the direction where they were.
Could it be possible that this person spied on the message they just transmitted?
King Qian also had a serious look on his face. He could spy on their transmissions without letting him notice. The power of his spiritual thoughts alone definitely surpassed his.
"I Have a Volume of Illustrated Book of Ghosts and Gods"
Is it really the ninth level?
At this moment, Feng Chuqi saw that the man's attention had been diverted, and he immediately did not dare to act rashly. Knowing that this was indeed a powerful enemy, he quickly led others to retreat.
King Qian took a step forward, cupped his hands from a distance, with a smile on his face, "Brother Nanming, I haven't seen you for a long time, and you have become so much stronger. It must be a great opportunity. I am really gratified and congratulated..."
These words are a temptation.
The man's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he looked at King Qian, "Do you know me? Haha, I did meet the opportunity, but I don't know if he has this blessing to share!"
One sentence is a bit inexplicable, it's you and it's mine at the same time.
But for Chen Muyu and King Qian, this sentence said everything.
Nan Ming was indeed taken away by a strong man. The person standing in front of them now was indeed Nan Ming, but it was not Nan Ming.
King Qian's face turned dark, and he raised his hands again and said, "I, King Qian of the Demon Palace of Desire, do you know who you are, who has taken my friend's body by force?"
"Forcible possession?"
The man shook his head, "No, no, no, he did it voluntarily, and it was only temporarily borrowed. This body is so weak, I don't like it. King Qian, you are also an ancestor, how can you give it to a young man?" Have you come to be a slave?"
Obviously, he heard the voice transmission between King Qian and Chen Muyu just now.
King Qian remained calm, but a turmoil arose in his heart.
He knew all the eighteen ninth-level powerhouses, and the one who took away Nanming's body must be one of them. King Qian carefully observed the tone of this person's words, his movements and expressions, and he had already guessed the identity of this person in his mind.
Xutian!
The ancestor of Xutian in Xutian domain!
Sure enough he came!
At this moment, King Qian felt that his feet were a little weak.
Why do they come here? Isn't it just to prevent Ancestor Xu Tian from coming to Yuntan Star and finding them to settle matters?
You must know that Qingliu, the disciple of Patriarch Xutian, fell into their hands.
Now, people are coming to the door. Facing a ninth-level strong man, these people are just like chickens and dogs, and there is no chance of winning!
It's numb, it's really numb!
At this moment, Chen Muyu was also guessing the identity of this person.
"King Qian, why don't you say anything?" The man's face looked a little narrow.
King Qian hurriedly stepped forward, bowed his hands, and said, "It turns out to be the ancestor of Xutian. I'm sorry. Why doesn't the ancestor come in person?"
Ancestor Xutian?
When everyone heard the name of Ancestor Xu Tian, they were instantly stunned, and then a look of fear appeared on their faces.
Chen Muyu's expression also changed slightly.
Sure enough, it turned out to be him.
He actually arrived.
A ninth-level powerhouse.
There is no doubt that he came here for Qingliu, but now he is really screwed up!
