Wen Tianchen was defeated and was beaten and retreated.
The monks under his command suffered heavy losses in the ambush carefully prepared by the Nanman.
No one would have thought that Nanman Palace would attack Arakukawa's team and kill them as soon as they met. This also caused Arakukawa, who was unprepared, to fall into an endless loop.
What's even more frightening is that when they came out this time, they didn't bring many men, and there weren't many saints. They were mostly corpse-killing and quasi-sages. They were killed by the Nanman several times, and there weren't many left.
Seeing the constant casualties among his men, as well as the Nanman who were gradually surrounding him, Wen Tianchen knew that the situation was over and he no longer had the will to fight. He turned away and quickly collided with the Nanman around him, hoping to take the opportunity to escape.
How could Manshan let him leave?
He let out a loud laugh, came from behind and grabbed one of Wen Tianchen's arms.
Then there was a tearing sound, and the entire arm was torn off, bleeding.
Wen Tianchen yelled miserably, but after one of his arms was torn off, he let out a hysterical roar and rushed out of the encirclement.
Manshan still wanted to chase him, but when he saw the things his men took out from the boxes around him, he couldn't walk.
"Hiss~ Spiritual herbs, spiritual medicines, spiritual fruits...these things that I usually don't want to use are filled with seven boxes. These boxes are also space treasures that can nourish these things. Next to it, the day after tomorrow
There are dozens of supreme treasures and innate spiritual treasures, among which there are eleven innate treasures! What a big deal!"
He swallowed and put most of the things into his pocket with a wave of his hand. He split the remaining small portion into two and let his hands divide it. He pointed at the few things left and said:
"These are handed over to the Nanman Palace. Do you know what to say specifically?"
How could these people still talk nonsense after getting benefits? They all smiled and nodded, already having something to say in their hearts.
"Okay, let's go meet up with the others and get ready to see when we can leave for Daoshan. However, we must also pay attention to the Arakuru River and don't let these guys suddenly attack. But... the palace master is here,
The Arakuru River can’t make any waves, not to mention that Duanlong Mountain has agreed to join forces with us.”
After Man Shan finished speaking, he led the people and disappeared into the horizon, leaving behind corpses on the ground and a thick smell of blood filling the air.
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Time passed little by little, and in the blink of an eye, the one-month deadline had arrived.
But the people from Arakuru River, Nanman Palace, and Duanlong Mountain did not come to apologize.
Wang Shuo from Daoshan exhaled, finally sneered, and quickly flew towards the location of the Arakuru River.
Wherever it passes, the three thousand laws roll, and the sky and the earth are eclipsed.
The breath of heaven and earth from the entire Chaos Bead surges through his body... As a pseudo-Heaven, this world and this Chaos Bead can be used by him.
Any saint will be eclipsed by the power of the Three Thousand Laws and the Chaos Bead!
Since these people don't come to apologize, then you have to go find them yourself. When he comes, it's not just an apology, it's as simple as making amends.
The wind whistled, Wang Shuo's face turned cold, and his speed became faster and faster. More than ten kinds of acceleration laws were constantly intersecting, making his figure, like a shadow moving through the void, frighteningly fast.
Moreover, his speed is at least ten times that of ordinary monks at the peak of saints. In addition, he possesses the law of space to constantly jump. In just half a day, he has already crossed most of the ancient world. He may be able to reach the Arakuru River before dark.
And those monks who saw the slightest flash of light rubbed their eyes, thinking that they had seen it wrong.
Only some saints with stronger cultivation levels felt the breath disappearing in mid-air and took a breath of cold air.
Who on earth has such a fast speed? That aura...if I hadn't just sensed it, I might not have been able to detect it at all!
With such speed, even a saint would be caught up and killed by this person in an instant, right? With so many magic weapons attacking, it's hard to say whether he can catch up and beat him.
But Wang Shuo had no idea that his passing would alarm so many people.
He had already spent a day reaching the sky above the Arakuru River.
Looking at this isolated building complex, his eyes gradually became cold and stern, he flew around the formation, and slowly stretched out his hand.
When that palm touched the surface of the formation, an invisible wave began to shake immediately, and the entire sky seemed to be distorted at this moment!
"Daoshan! Taoist Qinglian, come to visit Arakuru River!"
As the sound resounded throughout the world, the formation in front of him suddenly collapsed, turning into countless fragments inch by inch, and exploded with a loud bang.
The huge Arakuru River was shaking in the aftermath of the formation explosion... The buildings that were close to it were shattered by the impact, and the ground beneath their feet was dented in half.
Countless saints from the Arakurawa River felt the aura of the explosion, and at the same time they were extremely shocked and rushed out one after another.
Looking out at the green-shirted Taoists standing in mid-air, they all felt a great sense of oppression, making them feel suffocated...
They are saints, and the only one who can make them feel extremely oppressed is the king of Arakurawa, and even their king has never made them feel such terror!
This man... is actually Daoshan's... master!
As Wang Shuo's voice ended, many people came out one after another from the palace in the Arakuru River.
Each of these people has the aura of a peak saint, and their laws have been cultivated to the extreme.
Among them, a young man in purple robe stood out the most.
There was no trace of the Taoist aura in this young man. Although it was not deep, or even very shallow, and could not be compared with Wang Shuo, he still felt it.
"Is it the aura of the great avenue? Although there is this aura, it has not been fully understood yet. It should be between the pinnacle of quasi-sage and the supreme saint." Wang Shuo squinted his eyes, slowly raised his hand, and the four swords of Zhu Xian suddenly appeared and surrounded him.
around the body.
Seeing these four swords and the figure standing in the wind, those who came over felt numb.
Not long ago, the photos of the avenue they saw were still vivid in their minds, and the destruction of Shenxu was lost in history overnight, not even the chickens or dogs left.
The person in front of him was the one who caused the destruction of Shenxu.
With one sword, there is a saint. When he raises his hand and moves around, blood rains everywhere, and no one can stop him.
Now that this person is standing in front of them, how can they not be frightened?
"I gave you one month. In one month, no one from your Arakuru River, Nanman Palace, or Duanlong Mountain came to apologize, and no one came to surrender. Today, the first one to be destroyed will be
...You Aragurawa!"
Wang Shuo's words sounded like thunder, making everyone swallow their saliva subconsciously.
A man with a black mole couldn't help but walked out and said in horror: "How is it possible? Our Arakuru River has already sent people to apologize...didn't... go to Daoshan?"
(I came to the Internet cafe specifically to check the software synchronization. It turned out that only two chapters were synchronized, and there are still two chapters on the computer. I will pick up the computer tomorrow morning and send the next two chapters.)