The first thousand one hundred and fifty-four chapters are tragic
Boom, boom, boom!
The phantoms of thousands of war spirits rise and fall, winding like a dragon. Every time they rise and fall, there is a roar like the beating of a war drum that resounds throughout the world and is shocking!
The chilling air permeates the air, making people feel awe-inspiring and chilling all over their bodies, as if countless sharp knives are unsheathed and then conquering the sky!
As strong as Luo Lanyin, facing this fierce and incomparable fighting spirit, she could not help but take a few steps back to calm down, with a look of shock on her pretty face!
In other words, as the fighting spirit surges behind the faceless corpse, as if summoned by its will, the bronze holy sword flies up and hangs above the head, with the sword pointed far away, releasing a monstrous pressure!
Even a fool can see that the power of this unknown holy sword is many times more powerful than when it was in Wu Ming's hands!
Not to mention, the fighting spirit is a phenomenon in the world, and only under extremely harsh conditions can the collective will be generated.
If there is an ethnic group offering incense, its holy will is immortal, and its lifespan is as long as the sky, then the fighting spirit is the ethnic group’s immortality, endless life, and the horror is beyond imagination!
In other words, the faceless corpse is protected by a fighting spirit, which is equivalent to an immortal body on a certain level. Unless someone is strong enough to directly erase the fighting spirit, but only if someone dares!
All fighting souls, even if their names are unknown, are still heroes!
For the faceless corpse, the fighting spirit is a talisman. It may be able to repel or even suppress it, but no one dares to kill it easily!
Because the fighting spirit is born of the will of heroes and is closely related to the destiny of the human race. Who dares to risk the disapproval of the world and damage his own destiny?
Only those who are of the reverse species will fall to the devil!
roar!
The facial lines of the faceless corpse twisted and swam, shaking the void, roaring like thunder, raising its withered arms slightly, pointing at Luo Lan Yin with its sharp nails.
Buzz!
In an instant, thousands of war spirits seemed to come to life, swarming up and turning into black and gray airflow to wrap around the bronze holy sword, causing its power to skyrocket again in an instant. It was only two feet long, but it was like a sword that opened the sky. Fearful and inviolable!
Wu Ming didn't know whether others could see it clearly, but a clear scene was reflected in his pupils.
When countless fighting spirits came forward with the black and gray airflow, one after another figures came under the bronze holy sword, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, one by one, until thousands, as the faceless corpse pointed, holding the sword and waving!
"I am a direct descendant of the Luoshen family. I have made outstanding contributions to the human race in China. I am protected by heaven and earth. Even if you are a fighting spirit, how dare you take action against me?"
Luo Lanyin screamed, with deep fear in her eyes, and she quickly retreated while running away.
With his peak half-saint strength, he was determined to escape. Except for the saint himself, almost no one in the world could stop him. However, within the range pointed by the bronze holy sword, the vitality of the world was not only drained out in an instant, but was even drained by some supreme power. covered.
As strong as Luo Lanyin, she seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, with precious light all over her body flashing in layers, but not moving far away.
laugh!
When the holy sword fell, a pitch-black crack emerged, spreading towards Luo Lanyin at an unimaginable speed.
"You dare to kill me? The Luoshen family..."
Luo Lanyin's face turned as white as paper, and the precious light around her body was annihilated layer by layer under this sword. It was destroyed countless times faster than when Wu Ming used all his strength before.
There was almost no resistance at all. First, the Dao sword that lay in front of him was like paper. It split into two parts in an instant. After countless treasures of light were annihilated, a pair of silver treasure armor was easily chopped into pieces.
"puff!"
At the critical moment, Luo Lanyin vomited blood and stared at Wu Ming with ferocious hatred like crazy. The surface of his body was filled with blood and exploded.
Buzz!
The self-destruction ability of the peak half-saint is beyond imagination. Even such a huge space crack cannot be swallowed for a while, and it is even magnified several times.
Even the bronze holy sword was struck and rolled upwards by the violent force.
But it didn't stop there. After a short pause, the bronze holy sword vibrated, splitting the impact in half, and seemed to give in on its own to welcome the king!
"hiss!"
Even though Wu Ming was mentally prepared, he didn't expect that the faceless corpse used its fighting spirit to activate the bronze holy sword, and it was so powerful that the peak half-sage blew himself up to protect himself with just one strike of the sword!
Yes, Luo Lanyin did not die, but escaped from the soul!
The rest of Ku Ye's situation back then was different. Even if he really survived with the help of secret techniques, he would not be able to reach the realm of a saint in this life!
roar!
The faceless corpse roared again, and the gray light around it became much dimmer. It seemed that it turned around and glanced at Wu Ming, then stepped forward and landed on the back of the hovering Xuan Ying.
Buzz!
The bronze holy sword shook, as if being held by countless hands, and landed in front of the faceless corpse.
cracking!
The Black Eagle roared, lowered its head and glanced at Wu Ming, then fluttered its wings into the sky, disappeared into the cracks in the space in the blink of an eye, and disappeared!
"It seems that the warriors who formed the faceless corpse have a close relationship with the Wu family!"
Wu Ming rubbed the Wu King Seal with a complex expression, took a deep look at the crack, turned sideways and urged the dragon horse to rush towards the coast at high speed.
The two semi-saints were fighting each other, and with the power of the holy sword, except for him, who was protected by the faceless corpse and the bronze holy sword, the others were not close at all, so that there was a vacuum zone for dozens of miles around.
Even if he was forced away from the coast by the aftermath of this battle, no one could catch up with Ryoma's speed!
Buzz!
Just as we were about to enter the East China Sea, a curtain of blue light suddenly rose thousands of miles along the coast, like an invisible wall, blocking the way forward!
"kill!"
Sikong Hui, Lin Jianye and others showed ferocious smiles on their faces and surrounded them from all directions.
boom!
Wu Ming punched out, his expression suddenly changed, and he actually stumbled back. His arms trembled for a while before slowly calming down, and he frowned at the light curtain with only a layer of ripples.
Unexpectedly, in order to deal with him, not only did twenty-one semi-saints appear before and after him, but there was also a star formation that could cover an entire county, and even the coastline was blocked with formations!
This formation is so powerful that it can be concluded with just one strike that it cannot be broken without the power of a semi-saint!
Not to mention his current situation, even when he was at his peak, he could not reach this level even if he used his strongest attack, the Phaseless Wandering Dragon!
"ah!"
At this moment, a scream was heard in the distance, and a pillar of light was seen rising into the sky. It was the vision of the fall of the half-saint, and then there was a shocking ray of light that spanned hundreds of miles.
Click!
The light curtain was like a broken mirror, disintegrating into countless light spots in an instant under the light of the sword.
Whoosh!
The sea breeze blew towards his face, and Wu Ming looked back worriedly. Faced with the siege of eleven Half-Saints, the already injured Lu Jiuyuan forcibly killed one person, and even had to break the formation from a distance. The price he had to pay must be beyond imagination.
The violent roar at the top of the sky became more and more terrifying, which already confirmed his idea.
"Kill him!"
In just a moment, the pursuers had arrived, especially the top masters such as Sikong Hui and Lin Jianye, who were the fastest and launched attacks from a long distance away.
Dozens of attacks covered the front, rear, left, and right. Wu Ming managed to fight off a few of them, but with the help of his body skills, he was still beaten to the point of vomiting blood and rushed forward, but he finally entered the East China Sea.
Sikong Hui, Lin Jianye and others looked extremely unwilling, but no one dared to rush into the East China Sea to take someone away.
Wu Ming standing in the sea is the Dragon Xiang envoy of the East China Sea. Attacking him is equivalent to attacking the dragon clan!
The Dragon Clan is inherently domineering. Even though Wu Ming is not favored by the Dragon Clan, he is a chess piece designed by the Empress of the East China Sea. Who dares to make a mistake?
"Lu Jiuyuan, I will never do this good thing you did..."
As if he sensed that the matter was irreversible, Qu Pingfu's furious and angry shouts came from mid-air, but they stopped abruptly.
Buzz!
The monstrous sword light flashed like a dragon out of the sea, passing through the sky, clouds, and mist. Several frightened screams were heard, and the vision gradually stopped.
boom!
A beam of light soared into the sky and spread at a speed visible to the naked eye. Inside, a body was vaguely visible, like a rag bag, falling powerlessly.
"Deputy Palace Master! He...how dare he..."
Sikong Hui's face turned earth-colored, his lips trembled as he looked back, and he recognized at a glance that the fallen man was none other than the deputy master of the Xinglu Palace—Qu Pingfu!
In addition to the ancient wolf that fell at the hands of Wu Ming, as well as Xie Longhai and Xiao Zhengying who were killed by Lu Jiuyuan, four half-saints were killed in this battle, and one peak half-saint was cut off!
Thirty Half-Saints fought in a melee, causing so much damage. There has never been such a large-scale tragic battle since ancient times!
And all of this happened just because of a second-level great master!
At this time, no one dared to accuse him. Firstly, he was frightened by Lu Jiuyuan's power, and secondly, he felt guilty!
No one knows better than them why this battle started. Although Wu Ming killed the Gu family's half-saint, can the hatred in it be completely evaded?
Wu Ming has entered the East China Sea. Even though he is not far away, he is even watching from a place no more than a mile offshore, but no one dares to take action!
"Hahaha, have a good time, Lin Laosan, I'm going to go!"
A monstrous shadow like a dragon or an ape suddenly rose into the sky, and a burly figure danced a dragon-coiling stick, forcing Lin Tong back and laughing wildly away.
"Old thief Chao, I will kill you!"
Lin Tong gritted his teeth and said.
"Haha, I'm afraid you can't wait to see me again!"
The escape light is getting further and further away, no one dares to stop it, or in other words, no one is willing to fight to the death with a veteran Half-Saint strongman who wants to escape!
"Sword Rakshasa, if your inner demons are not gone, you will never achieve the path of a sword master in this life. When we meet again one day, the Sa family will definitely regret slapping you in the world!"
The nine-ringed Zen staff resounded in the sky, and under the top of the sky, the phantom of a ten thousand-foot-long golden Buddha volleyed in the air. Not only did it push back the old woman whose appearance had changed drastically, but it also knocked over the Venerable Blood Knife and the Tiger Kui with one stroke of the staff, and picked up the whole body.
Hui Nan, bathed in blood, disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Song Yao took advantage of Kangjin Longzun's loss of consciousness, flew up, and instantly escaped into the mountains, and soon disappeared.
As for Wang Shouming and Wang Jing, with Lu Jiuyuan in front, no one dared to take action.
And this place is on the coast of the East China Sea. Even though Shark wanted to tear Yaoxia Demon Lord into pieces, he had no choice but to hold his nose and step aside.
Not only was he afraid that Lu Jiuyuan would kill him in the name of slaying monsters, he was even more afraid that the Empress of Donghai would personally take action and kill him!
Everyone looked at the thin figure standing quietly on the sea with complicated expressions.
Wu Ming's expression was indescribably calm, and Gu Jing's unwavering eyes slowly swept over everyone present. Finally, a shy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he was a little embarrassed to be looked at by so many people.