In the void of all realms, the sea of stars shines, and there is a palace on the top of a mountain that towers into the clouds, connects the sky to the earth, and can reach out to embrace the moon. The whole body is made of redbud glazed tiles, reflecting the moonlight.
Small bridges, flowing water, gurgling like the wind, clusters of crystal osmanthus and jade trees, and exotic flowers and plants dotted among them make the cold palace even more beautiful, like a fairyland on earth.
It's just too quiet, without any sound, less alive, more dead silence, and disturbingly cold!
"snort!"
Suddenly, a cold snort mixed with shock and anger came out, instantly breaking the dead silence, and it was even vaguely audible, and there seemed to be slight pain in the vibrato.
But under this cold snort, less than half of the obviously extraordinary flowers and plants outside the hall withered, as if their vitality had been directly wiped out by some powerful force, and then turned into dust, fluttering and scattering.
And on the boulder in front of the palace, I don't know when, there was a beautiful figure wearing a purple palace dress, elegant and noble, and exuding unparalleled beauty, and charming all living beings!
It is hard to imagine that just a silhouette has such a charming temperament, even the osmanthus jade tree in front of the palace has lost its color!
If Wu Ming were here, he would be surprised to find that the woman in palace clothes was exactly the same as the Ziyue Witch who he killed, but her breath was just like that of a mortal.
But to be able to appear here and even to snort, how could a woman with supreme power be a mortal?
"How dare you destroy my clone, and the last message sent back doesn't sound like it was the work of an old monster from that law-ending land. Who is it?"
The woman in palace clothes wiped a drop of purple blood and tears from the corner of her eyes. Although her beautiful eyes were as bright as stars, her gaze was as cold as falling into an ice cellar. She looked up at the purple moon that seemed to be within reach and murmured to herself.
"Fortunately, if you are hit by my missing moon demon seal, even a saint cannot eliminate it in a short time, which is enough to find you!"
In the pleasant but murderous murmur, the woman in palace clothes casually snapped her fingers, which was clear and sweet.
call!
More than ten breaths later, with the breeze blowing, a majestic yet extremely humble figure in black armor suddenly appeared under the boulder.
"War slave Luan Xun, come and see the palace master!"
The buzzing sound was like thunder, showing his heroism. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, I'm afraid no one would believe that such a person could have such a humble side, that he would grovel in front of a woman and call himself a slave.
"With my holy order, go to the Dharma End Land invaded by Tianyuan this time, kill a person and a stupid thief, and retrieve the treasures lost by me!"
As Qing Leng spoke, a ray of purple light fell in front of the black-armored figure. It could be seen that there was a token half the size of a palm inside, with a crescent moon looming on it, and an extremely complex demonic rune Han engraved inside!
"I sincerely abide by the Holy Order of the Palace Master, and I will definitely live up to the Holy Order by fighting Nu Luanxun!"
The man in black armor put his head on the ground, and with a muffled thud, his figure disappeared without a trace.
"The ultimate half-saint, as long as he doesn't encounter those old monsters, Luan Xun's strength is enough to escape intact!"
The woman in palace clothes stares at the purple moon, the stars are falling, the laurel trees are rustling, and the cold palace is like a moon palace, intertwined into a beautiful and quiet picture!
…
At the same time, in the territory of Liangzhou, China, in an underground cave somewhere in the Gobi Desert at dusk, Wu Ming's complexion suddenly changed from blue to white, and golden light shone all over his body.
"puff……"
Wu Ming opened his mouth and spat out a puff of blood mist. He looked at it with a gloomy expression as it re-solidified, as if it had become one with his own flesh and blood. The moonless purple pattern couldn't help but sigh, "A clone with such strength also has the power of the projection of the sacred artifact."
The body protection is by no means a simple existence, is it the Semi-Saint Demon Lord of the Purple Moon Demon Clan, or the Saint Demon Lord?"
In the previous battle, the purple moon witch displayed extraordinary strength. Although she had always been in the realm of the emperor and seemed to be the limit of a half-saint, the power of the final blow definitely surpassed that of an ordinary half-saint.
If this woman hadn't exhausted all her strength and was unable to use the treasured spear as a physical attack, Wu Ming's injuries would have been ten times worse than they were now, and it would definitely not be as simple as spitting out blood now.
The most important thing is that the situation in which this woman was reduced to ashes after her death was really strange. After Wu Mingliu made some deductions, he came to the conclusion that this woman must be the clone of a strong man from the Purple Moon Demon Clan.
But to reach such a powerful level, let him use the power of the purple bamboo fishing rod to perform the sinking of the gods, and supplement it with the great sea fishing technique to kill one of them. Its origin and identity may be far beyond imagination!
The most important thing is that this woman can also control the terrifying monster with extraordinary talents that can compete with ordinary semi-saints. This is even more unusual!
You know, this is China, and the outside world is naturally suppressed, let alone using the clone body to control evil monsters, even if the monsters are corroded and alienated by demonic energy!
This not only requires complete suppression at the life level, but also requires extremely profound soul-controlling secret techniques!
Wu Ming asked himself that he couldn't do it. Even if he broke through to the semi-sage and relied on the secret skills inherited from the inner demon, he couldn't control a person for a long time.
What's more, after the Purple Moon Witch's clone died, the underground monster was ordered to hunt him down for a long time.
His intuition told him that it was not the brutal and murderous nature of the ferocious beast, but the immortal will of the witch's clone, the soul mark was still intact, and it still controlled the monsters!
If it weren't for the protection of the Qinglong Armor, and the power of the Eight Meridians to Melt Heaven, and not be afraid of the opponent's ability to devour space, Wu Ming would have almost folded there several times.
It's not that the monster is stronger than him, but it's because he was seriously injured in a battle with the Purple Moon Witch's clone!
Such an existence is just a clone. If it weren't for weapons or strength, it could penetrate the Azure Dragon Armor with the body of an emperor, which is extraordinary!
Not to mention, his ability to control the true meaning of martial arts is not much weaker than his!
It is conceivable that if it were not limited by her strength and suppressed by Shenzhou's will, this woman's strength would have skyrocketed countless times.
Wu Ming was able to survive this battle because he had the right time and place!
Of course, it would not be easy for this woman to kill him!
"However, what kind of trouble did Balbo get into that actually attracted such a being to pursue him across hundreds of millions of miles and across domains?"
But what really surprised Wu Ming was that the huge wound left by the lava troll Balbo on his chest was clearly the same as the gunshot wound left by the Purple Moon Witch.
In fact, even the breath has not changed much!
His intuition told him that Balbo was injured at the hands of this woman. As for whether it was his true body or a clone, Wu Ming was a little unsure!
It would be okay if it was the main body, after all, he had already estimated that this woman was extremely powerful, but if it were a clone, it would be too terrifying to beat Balbo to the dilemma of life and death, causing him to be seriously injured and dying!
What made him a little unbelievable was that his intuition was more inclined to the latter.
First, he fought with Balbo, who was in the Semi-Saint Demon Realm and had considerable strength. He chased him all the way to this point, and then fought him to the death and severely injured himself.
Such strength...
Just thinking about forming a deadly feud with such a being makes people shudder!
Fortunately, Wu Ming has an extraordinary ambition, and the human race and the demon race are determined to fight to the death, so there is no need to think too much about it.
"pity!"
In fact, Wu Ming was still a little regretful that the other party did not have any hidden treasures on him, otherwise he would definitely be able to gain some benefits.
But apart from the injuries, this battle was not without its benefits.
In a fight at the same level, Wu Ming, who had almost no rivals in China, vaguely glimpsed the true meaning of martial arts from his opponent!
Although it is not clear and even erratic, it is just a shadow that is vague to the extreme, but Wu Ming believes that with his own extraordinary true meaning of martial arts, he can find a trace.
This is not something that ordinary people can do, even for saints. It is difficult. Only the Mountain and Sea Boundary Pearl can achieve a martial arts performance close to the way of heaven, imprinting Wu Ming's battles or other people's battles into the evolution of his own world.
Of course, it does not last forever and will dissipate one day!
But even so, it is completely enough for an extremely talented warrior like Wu Ming!
"Have you finally taken action?"
Wu Ming flipped his wrist, took out a sword-shaped jade, placed it between his eyebrows and examined it for a few moments. He flashed out of the cave, swept deep into the desert at dusk, and soon disappeared into the dust in the sky.
…
Gudududu!
The smoke filled the air, the hot wind was like waves, and the dense bubbles burst like thunder, rising and falling one after another in the huge and boundless magma lake. The scorching hot air waves set off actually seemed to distort space.
But the strange thing is that this volcano-shaped magma pool does not have any pungent smoke, but only an extreme heat!
"What a terrifying fire power. Without the protection of Yunxiao Pavilion's Biluo Yunsha, not to mention that we are just great masters, even half-saints, I'm afraid I won't be able to withstand the scorching heat of such power!"
A group of more than a dozen people, no matter men, women, old or young, regardless of their level of cultivation, were all sweating profusely. One of them looked pale and couldn't help but wipe away the hot sweat, but he still couldn't stop the sweat from rolling down like rain.
"Brother Zhou, how long will it take for us to arrive? If this continues, we may be roasted before we can find our target!"
"Yes, yes, who would have thought that the fire energy here is so strong that it can burn even the real energy. Even if we find the target, we don't have much strength left!"
"Not only is my true energy burning, but my soul is also affected. My consciousness doesn't dare to leave my body for too long, for fear that I won't be able to take it back!"
Everyone couldn't help but said.
"Don't worry, everyone, it's not far away!"
Zhou Xiang took out a jade mirror. Although his face was also covered with sweat, his expression was full of excitement and he said, "That monster was seriously injured by my father and suffered from the wind of Qingming Prison. It would be great if he could escape here."
I don’t have much energy left at all!”
"The King of Northern Liang is a three-level semi-saint. His cultivation is all over the world, and he is the best in Liangzhou. His old man personally took action to severely injure him. There should be nothing wrong. It's a pity that the prince and the elders of the master can't take action, otherwise the monster will definitely
Can’t escape!”
Yun Yuesheng wiped the sweat with a handkerchief. Although her pretty face was white, her expression did not look painful. She was actually much stronger than many men.
"This beast is extremely ferocious. Even if it is injured by the prince, we must not take it lightly!"
Yongzhi's bald head was covered with hot sweat, and the smoke was steaming. The moon-white monk's robe clung to his body, but he made no attempt to wipe away the sweat.
"Senior Brother Yongzhi is right, that monster is indeed difficult to deal with, and we must be careful of anyone causing trouble. Don't hold back!"