Yang Tian frowned. Although he had never heard of this kind of magic pill, judging from the aura fluctuations released from this pill, the power contained in it must not be weak.
Moreover, he learned from Wu Ming that this Yin-Yang Magic Pill could allow his cultivation level to break through to the eighth level of immortality.
If Wuming swallows this Yin-Yang Demonic Pill and reaches the eighth level of immortality, then who among the powerful men in this world can stop him?
"For this Yin-Yang Demonic Pill, Tianying has one and I have one. Now that he is dead, the qualification to break through the eighth level of immortality is in my hands."
When Wuming said these words, it was obvious that he had long wanted to take advantage of Tianying.
Tianying died, and all the benefits went to him.
Now that the victory was in hand, Wu Ming smiled coldly and looked at Yang Tian with a playful look.
He originally wanted to see the look of fear in Yang Tian's eyes, but he didn't expect that there was no other expression on the young man's face except a solemn look.
"Aren't you afraid of death?"
Wu Ming was stunned for a moment and asked.
"The person who dies may not be me, so why should I be afraid?"
Yang Tian's pale face showed a smile.
"Hmph, I won't shed tears until I see the coffin. Do you think you can still make a comeback in this situation? Not to mention that you are running out of gas. Even at your peak, you can't compete with the strong men from the eighth level of immortality."
Wu Ming's face was gloomy and he spoke in a cold voice.
Then he no longer hesitated and wanted to swallow the two Yin and Yang Demonic Pills.
But at this moment, Yang Tian suddenly moved,
He tried his best to activate the power of the Supreme Bone, and the Evil Song Ancient Sword came out of his hand and stabbed towards Wu Ming to stop him.
Wu Ming's expression changed, and he didn't expect Yang Tian to still have the energy to take action.
The ancient sword came with a fierce force, and he tried to destroy his palm and seize the Yin and Yang magic pill.
Naturally, Wu Ming would not do what Yang Tian wanted. He quickly retreated to avoid it, but the ancient sword still stabbed into his chest quickly, pinning him to the ground.
"ah!"
He let out a shrill scream, and just when Yang Tian wanted to step forward again and seize the Yin-Yang Demonic Pill from Wu Ming's hand, the other party saw that the situation was not good and quickly swallowed the Yin-Yang Demonic Pill in a panic.
After the entrance of the two Yin-Yang Demonic Pills, Wu Ming's body instantly released majestic demonic energy, crushing it in all directions.
The terrifying force directly knocked Yang Tian's forward body back and flew backwards.
Yang Tian spat out a mouthful of blood again, his breath was extremely weak.
He tried his best, but still couldn't stop Wu Ming.
Finally, the demonic energy enveloped Wu Ming's entire body, and then was released crazily, filling the sky and covering the sky.
Wu Ming screamed in pain during the transformation of the magic pill, but the ancient sword was directly knocked out of the body, and the originally damaged body healed at a terrifying speed.
He stood in the void with a hideous and terrifying face, and his whole person looked like a demon god descending into the world.
Everyone's eyes showed shock and fear.
Is this the method used by the Demonic Pool of Tianxu Ruins? It is indeed extraordinary.
After swallowing the Yin-Yang Demonic Pill, this Wuming breakthrough has been doomed, and no one can stop him.
Yang Tian looked at Wu Ming above the void. This man's injuries had been completely healed. Not only that, his realm had also begun to increase at a terrifying speed.
"Roar!"
As Wuming roared, he accumulated tremendous demonic power and began to attack the eighth level of immortality.
The power of the Yin-Yang Demonic Pill allowed him to easily break the eighth-level realm barrier, allowing him to break through instantly.
The aura of the Immortal Eighth Heaven was released, suppressing the entire audience.
Everyone looked at Wu Ming with fearful expressions on their faces. This man was now filled with demonic aura, and his body transformed into an extremely tall and tall man. His body was covered with black scales, like a giant monster.
His black hair was waving wildly, and his eyes were dark and empty. He looked very different from before.
Obviously, after swallowing this Yin-Yang magic pill, he was not unaffected.
Everyone was trembling under Wu Ming's suppression. They all looked at Yang Tian, expecting the young man to show his trump card.
Although they think this is somewhat unrealistic.
Wu Ming noticed the changes in his body and felt that he had a divine and demonic constitution. Obviously, this Yin Yang Ancient Pill was not a mortal thing.
He could tell that his defense was invincible, and no one at the same level could be his opponent.
Although his body has undergone changes, he is very satisfied with this transformation.
When Wu Ming looked at Yang Tian, a coldness appeared in his dark and empty eyes.
"Boy, you can despair now!"
He pointed at Yang Tian, his eyes extremely lonely.
A smile appeared on Yang Tian's pale face. He slowly stretched out his palm, and the heavenly wheel broke through the ruins and suddenly appeared.
A terrifying and desolate aura directly covered the entire scene, and the black demonic energy above the sky dispersed.
"I think you can also despair."
He cut off Wu Ming's arm before, and the heavenly wheel fell.
Then Wu Ming seemed to have forgotten about this most powerful ancestral weapon, and this ancestral weapon was also Yang Tian's last trump card.
Although King Shenlun had warned him before that he could activate this heavenly wheel with his ability, the backlash he would have to bear would completely obliterate him.
Yang Tian knew this very well, but letting him die in Wu Ming's hands was not as good as perish, and this was not the way to go.
"Heaven wheel?"
When Wu Ming saw the ancestral weapon appearing in Yang Tian's collection, his face was suddenly shocked.
He looked fearful and quickly took two steps back.
"How could you have activated this ancestral weapon?"
Yang Tian smiled lightly and said, "Isn't it strange? Don't forget that I am the owner of this ancestral artifact."
The faces of those who were watching were also full of surprise.
They did not expect that among the Jedi, the Immortal Emperor still had such a powerful trump card that he had not used.
With the existence of this ancestral weapon, even if Wu Ming possesses the cultivation of the eighth level of immortality, there is no chance of surviving.
"Haha, I have said before that when Wuming met the Immortal Emperor, he was kicked to the iron plate. The Immortal Emperor has been fighting against the stars for so long, when has he ever suffered a loss?"
"That's right, look at the expression on Wu Ming's face. He is no longer as arrogant as before."
"How could the Immortal Emperor be defeated so easily? This Wu Ming has not experienced the fear of being dominated by the Immortal Emperor at all."
Everyone was extremely excited and talked loudly.
After Wu Ming heard these words, his face almost turned into the color of pig liver, which was very ugly.
He was very unwilling to do so. He obviously had absolute combat power and could kill Yang Tian, but he didn't expect that Yang Tian would actually try to use the ancestral weapon Heavenly Wheel to compete with him.
Although he had never seen the power of this heavenly wheel, he had heard of its reputation.
