The Dragon-Binding Demon Lord took action to cover the sky, and his unparalleled secret technique, which is famous throughout the ages, even though it was only a residual power, made everyone present feel trembling, whether human, demonic or savage.
Under that claw, it seems that the world is under control. Not only is its own power used to the extreme, but it is also as if the power of the world is integrated into the dragon's claws, causing the void in the surrounding area to distort, the mind is captured, and even the sight seems to be controlled by that claw.
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This is just the residual power. One can imagine what kind of terrifying pressure Wu Ming, who bore the brunt, faced!
"Return to nature, or unite nature and man?"
Wu Ming's pupils shrank again and again, and his scalp was numb. No matter how he mobilized his strength, he still couldn't hide.
This is the true power of the Holy Realm, far from being comparable to the likes of Taki Jing and Xue Qianzhong.
Even though Jin Lin and Li Twelve Niang had also touched this level, their backgrounds were too far apart to be comparable at all, and they were far less pressured than the Dragon-Binding Demon Lord's claw.
Of course, it is also because of the absence of the Mountain and Sea Realm Pearl that Wu Ming has lost his biggest support. With his current strength, even the weakest pseudo-holy capital will be unable to cope with it, let alone such a powerful saint!
This is whether it is the spirit, the true meaning of martial arts, or the control of power, it can completely crush Wu Ming at this stage, or any semi-saint existence!
If facing Beihai Dragon Sheng Ao, Wu Ming could still make a desperate move and use the fishing technique to threaten the opponent at all costs, but facing the Dragon-Binding Demon Lord, there was nothing that could make the opponent afraid.
It is as ridiculous as a young child who is babbling and babbling threatens a strong man with a heavy sword that cannot be lifted!
There is no greater difference between mud than a spark and a bright moon!
Even though I still have a holy sword in my hand, this sword is not the Wandering Dragon Holy Sword. It does not have the immortal holy will of Lu Jiuyuan that matches it, and it does not have the power of the Pearl of the Mountains and Seas to protect it. It is not enough to burn.
The origin of the holy sword, gaining the power to compete with the saint.
Of course, even if you barely get it, your opponent is no longer the false saints like Xue Qianzhong and Ajialuo, but the powerful Dragon-Binding Demon Lord who controls one of the six paths of the Demon Sect, a real power in the holy realm!
At this moment, if Wu Ming had no other cards, he would have been in a certain death situation!
"Oh, bullying the young by bullying the young, being disrespectful to the elderly, not all humans are old bugs like you!"
He sneered suddenly, but saw the sound of chains suddenly coming from the cold shadow, and suddenly a black and gray chain like a spine stretched out and swept towards the dragon's claws.
Although it does not have the terrifying power of the Heaven-Covering Dragon Claw, the mysterious runes on the chain that flicker on and off still reveal an indescribable mystery. It is not a problem to block one or two of them.
"If Fellow Daoist Cangjue wants to relax his muscles and bones, why would he bother to get into trouble with Fellow Daoist Feng over trivial matters now that he is facing a powerful enemy?"
The nine tails of the white fox swirled behind the shadow. Although the power was not obvious, it was extremely fast and swept towards the bone chain in an instant.
Obviously, if the bone chain can stop the dragon claw, the nine tails can also block the bone chain.
Even though they are both powerful in the Holy Realm, their strength is different, but if they want to determine the winner, they will not be able to succeed in a short time.
"Hey, the little fox has become more capable. He dares to challenge me. Your old fox didn't have the guts back then!"
The old voice sneered, and an ancient coffin suddenly emerged from the cold shadows, with a chilling blood-colored talisman on it that looked like ghostly drawings.
What's particularly terrifying is that the ancient coffin looks like wood, but it exudes an indescribable ancient air. It even has marks like knives and axes, or scratches like sharp claws, which is horrifying!
"Yin Ming Ancient Coffin, you even brought this thing out?"
Fox Saint screamed, obviously losing his composure. He obviously did not expect to see this evil treasure with a great reputation and a long history at this moment.
The wooden coffin that exuded a cold and ancient aura flashed and blocked the path where the nine tails flashed. The latter was like avoiding a snake and scorpion, and retreated without even thinking.
But what is shocking is that the wooden coffin seems to have infinite magic power that no one can see. It lies there motionless, but it is pulling the Nine Tails invisibly.
"Fellow Daoist Cangjue, we are both saints from China. We are facing a formidable enemy. Fellow Daoist Feng is just trying to teach a junior human race a lesson. What are you going to do?"
The giant dragon's phantom spits out a green wind, swirling the space storm, rolling into the air, and the void seems to have turned into a boundless river and sea, rumbling towards the wooden coffin.
"Hey, I really like this little old man. Mr. Han, if you go to the theater again, I will stop getting involved in the troubles here!"
The old voice was so angry that he laughed, and it was obvious that he was struggling.
After all, he is only a powerful saint in the holy realm. Facing the three great saints of human, barbarian and dragon, he is still powerless.
But the power displayed by this unseen powerful man shocked all the powerful men present.
"Everyone, please stop, don't forget what happened today, otherwise you will really make your fellow Daoists from the demon clan laugh!"
The man holding the golden pen let out a long sigh, and with a slight stroke of the pen, thousands of characters seemed to flash, and the heaven and earth resonated with them, forming invisible streams of light, which actually blocked the four holy realm powers.
"Brother Han, be careful of demon clan sneak attacks!"
The elegant voice that made people feel refreshed came again. Although the words were meant to remind the person holding the pen, only those with a discerning eye would know that this person was clearly going astray just like before.
Don't tell me sooner or later, but I am reminding you at this juncture that if the person holding the pen is distracted and hesitates for even a moment, he will lose the opportunity to block it.
At that time, the Cangjue Saint was frightened by the three great powers, and was naturally unable to stop the Heaven-Shrouding Dragon Claw. How could Wu Ming escape?
"Jie Jie!"
At this moment, a piercing strange roar suddenly sounded, which seemed to have infinite power to shock the mind and stirred up the void. All the strong men on the Chinese side showed pain on their faces and retreated in panic.
call out!
A ray of blood disappeared from the turbulent flow of strange space, and the shadowy figure holding a pen appeared in an instant. It seemed that he had been preparing for a long time to unleash this thunderous strike.
The six great masters of the Holy Realm on the Chinese side were also taken aback and withdrew their hands one after another to defend themselves.
But it's a long story, everything just happened in a flash of lightning, and the creatures under the holy realm were all frightened by the holy energy, and they didn't even realize what was going on.
"snort!"
The pen-wielding Han Sheng roared in anger like thunder, and the golden pen was rolled back like a sword, killing with blood.
What is shocking is that the blood light flashed like an illusion. Within a few flashes, it seemed to turn into an infinite sea of blood, drowning it instantly.
"Brother Han, be careful!"
Zhu Sheng was frightened and angry, and a jade-shaped holy weapon turned into a thousand feet and fell across the sky.
Bang!
With a piercing explosion, the space was turbulent, and a terrifying bronze mace like a giant pillar was smashed out, carrying endless power and shaking Yugui open.
"Bone Demon Emperor Jie!"
Zhu Sheng gave a deep drink, and his shadow solidified, transforming into a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a Confucian shirt, with a white face and no beard.
His eyes were like stars, his face was solemn, and the jade guide in his hand was like a ruler, and he struck down the head of a three-foot-tall, skeleton-like red-black giant that rushed out of the turbulent flow of the void!
This person is none other than Demon Star Tianyuan, who belongs to the Bone Demon Clan Emperor Gu Jie of the public-level tribe under the Painted Bone Royal Clan!
"quack!"
Gu Jie's mouth was wide open, his fangs turned outwards, and he smiled ferociously. He raised the mace in the air without fear and smashed it straight at him.
This person walks the path of opening and closing widely, using strength to overcome cleverness. He is extremely powerful, brave and unparalleled, and has unparalleled magical power!
However, the jade guide in Zhu Sheng's hand seems to be light and fragile, but every blow seems to contain the principles of heaven and earth, and follows the trajectory of the power of heaven.
A mace for space obstacle avoidance.
However, both of them used their power extremely skillfully. Even if they took completely opposite paths, they were still the same. For a while, neither could do anything about the other.
As soon as there was a fight here, on the other side, there were also powerful demons who appeared from the void and went straight to several other powerful saints.
"Hmph, Hei Ao, last time you and I were indifferent, let's fight again this time!"
The Dragon-Binding Demon Lord stood up proudly, and in a moment the dragon claws that covered the sky were dispersed. The terrifying shadow that covered the sky condensed into his body, revealing a tall and stalwart figure, striding into the sky.
There, a thousand-foot-long black-gold demonic dragon suddenly appeared. The ferocious dragon spit out black demonic flames from its mouth, with murderous intent, and instantly drowned the figure of the Dragon-Binding Demon Lord.
"Hehe, I heard that the Nine Tails of the Fox Man has endless changes. I would like to take a look and see if your ability to charm is more powerful, or if my clan's shadow clone is better!"
In the crisp and sweet smile that was fascinating but whose origin was unclear, no one could see clearly how the nine-tailed fox shadow disappeared and was drowned by a ball of colorful light.
"Hmph, it's just an illusion, how can I, this saint, do it?"
The Fox Saint scolded him coldly, and he didn't know what method he used, but it actually covered up that area of heaven and earth, and he didn't know where he went.
On the other side, Saint Aolong was attacked by a giant monster that looked like a wild boar but stood upright. He was almost swallowed whole. Even the void seemed to be missing a part.
"Ji Fu Demon Lord!"
Ao Long's eyes widened with a hint of shock, but he didn't hesitate much. He instantly transformed into the body of a thousand-foot real dragon and fought with the giant demon.
"Hmph, you devil, you dare to attack me secretly?"
In the cold shadow, there appeared an old man with a stooped waist and a huge wooden coffin on his back. He looked like he was about to die, but his actions were extremely extraordinary.
This old man is none other than the powerful Cangjue of the Holy Realm of Ten Thousand Bone Cave!
Even though he was caught off guard, he immediately noticed something strange around him. With a shake of his hand, the belt-like thing turned into a black and gray bone chain and swept towards the twisted place in the void.
Poof!
The void shook slightly, like bubbles, which collapsed and dispersed in a moment, but there was nothing there, as if there was nothing!
"not good!"
Cang Jue's cloudy eyes flashed with yellow-gray light, he suddenly turned around and roared, "Boy Han, be careful, these devil bastards..."
But before he finished speaking, he saw where the figure holding the pen disappeared, revealing a middle-aged man in official uniform, with an extremely upright aura, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a square and dignified appearance.
"Jiejie, it's too late, just die!"
A strange laugh suddenly appeared, and a black star suddenly appeared in the thousands of blood lights. When he swung his pen to resist the blood light, it followed the pen and landed on his heart for a moment.