Standing dozens of feet high, the whole body glowed with a cold black metallic luster, and its four arms and legs, as thick as towering ancient trees, were covered with barbs that shone with cold light.
When the mouthparts made of sharp blades opened and closed, they made a hair-raising scratching sound, and a terrifying and strange gleam shot out from the three pairs of compound eyes.
Anyone who is seen by him will feel extremely cold all over his body, and his mind will tremble, as if he has fallen into an ice cellar.
Before taking action, his combat strength has been reduced by 20 to 30%, and even the timid ones cannot even think of resisting.
This is the coercion of the life level, just like a mouse meets a cat, or a hare meets a goshawk.
Not to mention, the will of the Bronze Realm has been destroyed and can no longer provide shelter for the creatures in this world. On the other hand, the Mayfly Realm is at its peak and is gradually engulfing the Bronze Realm.
Due to the ebb and flow of one thing and another, the creatures of the Bronze Realm are naturally inferior to the Mayfly Clan, not to mention that the opponent is still a strong man in the Holy Realm!
"Form up!"
A sharp shout came out of Qingkou, and the flaming alien clan patterns all over his body suddenly lit up, lighting up the sky like a giant torch.
Awakened by his shout, many of the Bronze Emperors who had rehearsed the formation countless times came to their senses in an instant, and instinctively arranged according to the formation, changing positions while quickly forming an array.
Especially, there used to be a group of twelve people, a group of thirty-six people, a group of seventy-two people, and even a group of one hundred and eight people!
Almost in the blink of an eye, one hundred and eight people led by Qing, the first batch of Bronze Emperors, instantly formed the Zhoutian Xinghai Formation.
Buzz!
When the formation was first formed, it shone in the sky like the sun, and the twinkling stars inside flickered brightly and darkly, seeming to evolve endless power, as eternal as the starry sky!
But facing the mayfly saint who has the power to cover the sky and the sun, and seems to bring endless dark shadows, it is still not enough.
The other party just took one step forward, and the brilliance of the formation swayed endlessly, like a candle in the wind, or like a small boat in the stormy sea, one after another, as if it would be extinguished or capsized at any time!
The gap is too big. Even if the opponent is just a false saint, compared with the emperor, the person in the middle is not just separated by the semi-saint.
One hundred and eight emperors, with the help of the large formation, may be able to isolate their natural life pressure, but they absolutely cannot compete with such powerful men.
Unless there are no less than nine semi-holy venerables sitting in the center of the formation, controlling the situation in the middle, they may be able to resist one or two.
But if you want to save your life, you need at least one third, that is, thirty-six semi-holy venerables.
If the seventy-two semi-saints gathered into the Zhoutian Xinghai Formation, not to mention directly annihilating the false saints, they would at least gain the upper hand, or even suppress them.
Only when one hundred and eight powerful semi-saints form an formation can it be possible to kill the false saint, but that is only possible.
After all, the life level of the pseudo-sage powerhouse has been transformed. Not only does it possess the pressure of the life level, but all aspects of it have been sublimated. Only if some aspects are not up to standard can he not be called a powerful person in the holy realm!
Of course, if the people who formed the formation were all peak half-saints, it would be a different situation.
But with the current strength of the Bronze Clan, it is simply impossible to do this. Even the Semi-Saint Venerable only has two or three big and small kittens left.
"Hey, I do have some skills, but if you think you can fight against this saint based on this, you are totally wrong!"
Saint Mayfly was slightly surprised, and naturally noticed the 108 bronze emperors formed by Qing and others. Under his holy power, he kept his mind stable. A strange luster flashed in his compound eyes, and he followed everyone's gazes upward. Go, "Jie Jie, you mouse didn't run away immediately. Do you think you can compete with this saint?"
Although his tone was full of disdain, there was no contempt in his heart. Because he used all his strength to mobilize his senses, he vaguely noticed that there was something abnormal in mid-air.
In other words, the opponent either has a very strong ability to hide himself or has an extraordinary treasure to protect himself.
If these Bronze Emperors hadn't been frightened by his holy power and instinctively wanted to seek help, exposing their location, perhaps he wouldn't have noticed it.
Of course, he must deal with such an opponent with caution, otherwise he would not be able to cultivate to his current level, and would have turned into ashes in the cruel competition environment of the Mayfly Domain!
But he is equally confident, not to mention that he has found out that the opponent is just a fake saint. Even if he is a powerful person in the holy realm, he can handle it.
Moreover, as one of the powerful men who guards the Bronze Realm and leads the search for resources in this realm, he holds the most precious treasure given by his clan. Even if he is defeated, he will not be able to save his life.
"What are you doing standing still? Form a formation!"
As the light and shadow flickered in the mid-air, a cold voice came, and a dark blue fashionable spacecraft-like object dozens of feet in size appeared in the mid-air.
"Star shuttle!"
The Mayfly Saint's eyes were blazing and greedy, and he could almost recognize this flying treasure that traveled through all the worlds at a glance.
Although the styles were different, he could not be mistaken, because the Mayfly clan conquered all heavens and worlds, and they had seen many star-traveling shuttles, even among their own clan.
This is a treasure that even a powerful person in the Holy Realm may not possess. Now that it appears in front of him, of course he will be interested in it.
"Hahaha, do you want to use these rubbish to buy you time to escape? Delusion!"
The Mayfly Saint looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. He glanced disdainfully at the bronze emperors who were trying to gather their energy and formed a formation. Then he suddenly waved his four arms covered with ferocious barbs.
Buzz!
Ripples in the void rippled, the earth roared endlessly, and within a radius of a hundred miles, a large black web like a spider web rose up, trapping everyone in it.
The monstrous power emitted from it blocked the vitality of heaven and earth, and penetrated directly into the mind like a shadow, telling everyone that this was a sacred treasure!
Moreover, having the ability to seal the sky and lock the earth, and imprison and suppress it, is obviously prepared for them.
In other words, to prepare against Wu Ming, an unknown ‘false saint’!
"Kill, leave no one behind!"
The Mayfly Saint gave a ferocious smile and waved his hand cruelly to give orders.
"kill!"
More than twenty Mayfly Emperors, including many peak Semi-Saint Lords, instantly turned into poisonous sting-like streams of light and rushed into the thousands of Mayfly Emperors.
As soon as they came into contact, no less than dozens of people were torn to pieces without even having time to scream.
The gap between a single emperor and a semi-saint venerable is already huge, not to mention that these semi-saint venerables are fierce soldiers of the Mayfly clan who have conquered all realms and survived countless battles!
Not to mention that the Bronze Emperors were frightened by the power of the saints and were already in disarray. Even if they were completely assembled into a large formation, they might not be able to withstand it for long.
Now, there is even more one-sided massacre!
Even the hundred or ten Bronze Emperors, headed by Qing, who formed a large formation, were barely able to fight back when faced with the charge of a peak semi-saint, and could barely save their lives.
In fact, it is already in danger, and there is a possibility of injury at any time!
"God help me!"
"Please let me take action quickly to suppress the mayfly demon!"
"Please God show your power..."
Even the Bronze Venerables who harbored alien intentions were panicked at this time.
Although I have faced the pressure of the pseudo-sage powerhouse before, it is one thing to face it, and it is another thing to directly confront him.
What's more, they still want to let Wu Ming and this mayfly saint both suffer losses, and then reap the benefits of the fisherman, so naturally they have done nothing but work.
"Hey, God? You are so bold. Since the beginning of time, no one has dared to claim to be a God since the Demon God of Chaos has not been around. You are trying to annihilate yourself from all the heavens and worlds. You deserve to die at the hands of this Saint today!
"
Saint Mayfly killed countless bronze tribesmen and enjoyed listening to his tribesmen's wails every day. Naturally, he could understand their language. He looked at the three-headed and six-armed figure that stepped out of the Star Crossing shuttle and sneered.
"Really? It seems that the Mayfly Clan is causing trouble in all worlds and they do know a lot of secrets. I also need this information. Maybe you can bring me a small surprise!"
Wu Ming took a step forward, his figure surged, and instantly transformed into the thirty-six-foot-tall immortal golden body of Mahakala.
Regardless of size or power, he is not weaker than this Mayfly Saint!
In fact, the three-headed image is more evil and ferocious, but it does not lose its domineering air. Compared with the insect-like ugly form of the Mayfly Saint, it shows a sense of power and beauty, and is extraordinary in appearance.
"Such a loud tone, my saint... Huh?"
Saint Mayfly's face darkened, his ferocity revealed, and he suddenly looked Wu Ming carefully up and down, and said with surprise, "You are not a strong man in the holy realm, you are just a semi-holy venerable!"
As a man who has experienced hundreds of battles, he also has extraordinary perception and can detect abnormalities almost instinctively.
What's more, Wu Ming didn't hide his aura deliberately. Otherwise, unless a powerful person from the Holy Realm could check it, the other party wouldn't be able to find any clues at all.
"Oh, it's enough to kill you!"
Wu Ming said calmly.
He is just a false saint. This is by no means conceited, but the confidence he gained after experiencing a life-and-death struggle in the Demonic Realm and his own breakthrough.
"Hahahaha, arrogant!"
Saint Mayfly laughed wildly and waved his big hand repeatedly, "Kill them all quickly. If you haven't solved the battle after I kill this guy who is pretending to be a ghost, then there is no need to live!"
"Follow the Holy Order!"
"It turned out to be a semi-saint venerable. He dared to pretend to be a saint and let me run so far. I really deserve to die!"
"These idiots thought the savior had arrived, but they didn't expect to push them into the grave with one hand!"
A group of Mayfly Lords sneered and mocked the Bronze Emperors in the language of the Bronze Tribe.
The most important thing is to attack the heart. Although it is true that they are murderous, it does not mean that they are fools.
Saint Mayfly has issued a strict order, and no accidents must occur. Even if they have the ability to kill all the thousands of Bronze Emperors present, they must ensure that they complete it within the specified time.
No one knows better than them how powerful the Mayfly Saint is. How many rounds can a mere Semi-Saint Lord survive even if he has someone to rely on?
"kill!"
Therefore, while Lord Mayfly went out with all his strength, he did not mind using some small tricks to weaken his opponent's fighting spirit, and at this critical moment, he mobilized the hidden backhand.
Four Bronze Venerables and dozens of Emperors suddenly took action, causing considerable damage in an instant.
Such a change was the last straw that broke the camel's back, causing the bronze man to fall directly into despair!