The evil demon spirit master, completely transcending the terrifying existence of the emperor, appeared from the sky with the appearance of swallowing the sky and destroying the earth, covering the sky, and even the long river of the holy path could not cover up its fierce power!
"How is that possible?"
The strong men of all races were shocked and inexplicably shocked. At the same time, they were frightened and puzzled.
The Forgotten War Realm is limited by the rules of heaven and earth, and there has never been a semi-saint-level existence. This is the only chance left by the fifty-fifty Heavenly Dao, one of whom has escaped, the forty-nine Heavenly Evolutions, and the eternal and unchanging Heavenly Dao.
Otherwise, even if the top leaders of China are out of their minds, they will not let their outstanding children come here with heavy treasures to fight with such beings.
Even the top beings among the Jedi in the Forsaken War Realm can use their own talents and special terrain to exert semi-holy powers, which is still within the acceptable range.
But now, this is real semi-sacred power!
The Half-Saint Lord, Dharma, Heaven and Earth!
The demonic shadow that covers the sky and the sun is the semi-holy power of the evil demon spirit, which evolves the world and is reflected in the minds of living beings, an infinitely magnified embodied image!
Emperor Jingzhe, who possesses a treasure to protect his body, and whose own strength is comparable to a great master who has mastered the true meaning of martial arts in a superb state, just feels stressed and a little uncomfortable.
But Tuoba Hong, Shen Tu Wuji and others were slightly weaker in cultivation, and their treasures were consumed by the evil demon spirits. Without the medicine king cauldron to cover them, the remaining four or five strong men almost died directly.
Kneel down!
Even so, under the pressure of the Fierce Demon Spirit Lord, his liver and gallbladder were almost broken, and he had no fighting spirit at all!
Don't look at the powerful men such as Emperor Jingzhe, including Long Kui, who can reach the level of a semi-saint venerable with the help of treasures and talents. With all their strength, if they really want to fight against such beings, they will definitely die.
born.
At most, it can save your life.
Beings who have reached this level have transcended the mortal body, and are accompanied by the power of Heaven in every move and every move they make, rather than being forced by ordinary warriors to take advantage of the situation.
So the moment the Fierce Demon Spirit Lord appeared, everyone immediately stopped their hands and concentrated on it.
"Huh? Something's wrong!"
Wu Ming frowned and his eyes flashed.
Although the pressure of this fierce demon spirit was indeed overwhelming, his intuition told him that it was not as simple as it seemed.
Soon, the soul received a vague message.
"I see!"
Wu Ming's eyes flashed, and he gave a series of instructions without leaving any trace.
"Everyone, please be careful, this beast is not a real semi-holy venerable, but wants to come to the world through the long river of the holy way. When it disrupts the rules of the world in the abandoned war realm, it will absorb the power of the destruction of many evil spirits, and then absorb the long river saint.
Tao, real breakthrough!"
Long Kui suddenly exhaled and spoke with a solemn expression, slowly raised his wind and thunder maces, and said in a deep voice, "This body now contains the power of thousands of evil demons after their death, and there are no less than five peak emperor-level evil demons.
The spiritual sacrifice has caused a qualitative change in its own power!"
"What?"
Zhu Qiang was shocked and turned pale in horror.
Although this was not the real evil spirit, it was almost the same, and it was not good news. But what really shocked them was, when did the evil spirit gain intelligence and know how to sacrifice itself?
"I see!"
Suimiao bowed his head in front and pondered for a while, then suddenly raised his head and said, "The current situation here is caused by the influence of the supreme power of the ancestors of all races. The demons from outside the territory have never stopped coveting the Shenzhou, and they may not be able to do it.
arrive!"
"Extraterritorial demons?"
Except for a group of top experts and Wu Ming, several ordinary warriors and demon emperors heard this name for the first time.
"But the source of the great catastrophe spread in China now?"
Weng Zhen took a deep breath and said.
The Loose Cultivator Alliance has always been squeezed out by the major orthodox forces in China. Even if his status is not low, it is difficult to have access to such secrets. He only vaguely knows that it may be related to the great catastrophe in China.
"Whether it is true or not, this beast is the public enemy of all races in China, and it blocks our way, so we can only fight it!"
Song Yang gently shook his folding fan, his cynical face showing seriousness for the first time.
"Let's stop now and kill this beast!"
Emperor Jingzhe slowly turned around and looked at Wu Ming.
Obviously, anyone can see that the introduction of all wars started from Wu Ming.
"I have no objection, it's just..."
Wu Ming smiled and nodded, staring at the armor-faced man with stern eyes and said, "This person is hiding his head and tail. Before, Wu fought with members of the Demon Cult and discovered that the Demon Cult intended to resurrect the demon corpse, but I dare not join forces with him to defend against the enemy!"
"What?"
Everyone looked stern and looked a little evil.
If the hostility to Wu Ming is due to personal enmity, the demons from outside the territory are the mortal enemies of China, and everyone can kill them if they find them.
"I swear by the name of Taixuan Sword that what Benefactor Wu said is true!"
Xuan Qing shook Tai Xuan Sword, and the sword roared.
Hearing this, the powerful people believed it even if they didn't believe it, because Xuanqing was the sword bearer of Taisu Immortal Palace, dedicated himself to the saint, and swore an oath with the Taixuan sword. If he cheated, he would destroy his holy way.
What's more, this is different from ordinary swearing, because the Taixuan Sword is here!
"I underestimated you!"
The armor-faced man slowly turned around, and his eyes under the mask could not express emotions or anger. He seemed not surprised at all and said in a panic, "Although I am a member of the Demon Cult, I am also a member of China. How could I collude with the demons and plot evil?"
Even so, no one believes it. After all, everyone can say such false and empty words.
"Haha, you may not, but the previous owner of the Crocodile Arm Dragon Sword in your hand was a fallen demon. Its origin has been revived. There is no guarantee that it will not affect your sanity, or it may be affected by the evil demon spirit.
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Wu Ming coolly exposed himself, threw down a heavy bomb again, and said with a cold expression, "Either hand over this knife, or leave now, or... separate life and death first, and then kill the Demon Lord!"
"Do you think so? You know, if something happens to me, even if you can really kill the Fierce Demon Spirit Lord, it may not be without loss. Then..."
The person with face A didn't finish what he said, but the meaning behind his words was extremely obvious.
"What we are looking for is just an opportunity. Even if there is some damage in this battle, the remaining positions must be enough to allocate. Why do we need to fight to the death again?"
Wu Ming said calmly.
Fu Tianqiu, Weng Zhen, and Emperor Jingzhe looked at each other and nodded silently, their meanings self-evident.
Even though the Armored Man is missing, they are not easy to mess with. Xuan Qing, Long Kui and Wu Ming may not be able to do anything to him, not to mention that there are powerful enemies like the Fierce Demon Spirit Lord at hand.
If Wu Ming hadn't suggested that the Demon Cult intended to resurrect the demon corpse, and the armor-faced man had previously claimed to be a core member of the Demon Cult, and was in charge of such ferocious weapons as the Crocodile-armed Dragon Sword, no one would have cut off his arm to help him at this time.
Of course, at least the demons and barbarians have a lot of help. Even if they are missing the armor-faced people, they have nothing to worry about.
At least Niu Qing'an, Wolf Benhuang, Tuoba Hong, Shen Tu Wuji, etc. will never sit back and watch Wu Ming and others join forces to kill the demonic emperor present.
"Haha, don't regret it!"
The armor-faced man was silent for a moment before making a decision. He suddenly sheathed his sword and swept down the mountain like lightning. He walked with unusual determination.
Just because, although it is a long story, in fact, in just a dozen breaths, everyone has considered most of the possible consequences.
Emperor Jingzhe and others do not dare to take risks. Once the armor-faced man suddenly betrays him at a critical moment, it will inevitably cause immeasurable damage. Who can guarantee that they will remain intact?
However, seeing that the Fierce Demon Spirit King did not attack at this time, but was actually accumulating strength in preparation for the final battle for the Holy Path, one knew that it had unified the weak spirituality of the other peak Fierce Demon Spirit Emperors.
Facing such a powerful enemy, no one dares to take it lightly and must go all out.
"pity!"
Wu Ming squinted his eyes, secretly feeling regretful.
The impression given to him by the armor-faced man was too mysterious, and he was still not sure who he was. He wanted to take this opportunity to find out, but he didn't expect to be so decisive.
But fortunately, half of the goal was achieved.
This person worked so hard to break into this place, even if there are other gains, but he missed the biggest opportunity, which is enough to cause many difficulties in his future martial arts road.
The people present may not have seen through Wu Ming's intentions, but no one revealed it. After all, no one dared to guarantee that the person with the face would be fine, not to mention that there was one less strong competitor.
roar!
Just in this moment, the aura of the Fierce Demon Spirit Lord grew stronger again, and as it howled, black and gray light visible to the naked eye, which was like a substance, was drawn around, and continued to gather inside.
"Ahh..."
The shrill wails seemed to be sarcastic to the powerful, because Sun Yun was not fully dead yet.
"Time is running out! If we can't deal with this beast in a short time, the long river of Holy Dao will disappear on its own after too much power is dissipated!"
Lu Xifeng said suddenly.
"superior!"
The strong men looked at each other, and no one held back. With Lu Xifeng as the leader, they rushed straight to the top of the mountain.
Even the demonic and barbarian side, which suffered heavy losses, under the leadership of Tuoba Hong and Shentu Wuji, struggled to climb up, without the obstruction of evil spirits, their speed was surprisingly fast.
Because when the Evil Spirit Lord appeared, most of the Evil Spirits had already been destroyed, and many of them had been caught, swallowed and absorbed by them, which no longer constituted any resistance.
Coupled with the strong men in front, they all took action at this time, urging their respective treasures to open the way, and destroyed many of them in an instant, and soon rushed to the top of the mountain a hundred feet away.
roar!
The Fierce Demon Spirit Lord had already noticed it, and let out a loud roar as if he was angered by ants. Three bloody holes suddenly appeared on the head of the phantom, which looked like double eyes and a bloody mouth.
call!
In an instant, like the sinister wind blowing from the underworld of hell, there were ghostly shadows visible to the naked eye, as if the sinister soldiers took advantage of the passage and swept across the mountain peak.
"snort!"
Lu Xifeng, who was the first to bear the brunt of the attack, looked stern and fearless as he slashed with his sword.
Buzz!
The sword roared loudly, as if it were piercing the clouds and cracking the stone. Thousands of sword lights suddenly surged behind him. Following his sword tactics, like a torrent of sword rain, he rushed directly into the shadow of the ghostly wind.
"So strong!"
Even though he was as arrogant as Emperor Jingzhe, he could fight on par with Long Kui, and he could clearly feel the terrifying lethality of the torrent of sword rain.
But just like that, after only one third of the time, the sword rain was extinguished, and the trend continued unabated, and its power was even three points stronger than before.
The sword move was broken, and Lu Xifeng was hit by the backlash. Even the true meaning of martial arts in the realm of perfection was not enough for him to make continuous moves. After all, this was the attack of the semi-saint-level evil demon spirit.
"hehe!"
Song Yang, who has always been cynical, suddenly folded his folding fan like a sword, instantly passed the law Xifeng, and swung straight forward. The Baizhang Xiangzhen Gang Transformation Sword spanned hundreds of feet, slashed directly into the evil wind, and reached towards the evil spirit king.