One thousand seven hundred and seventy-five chapters Kunlun conferred God (sixteen)
Hundreds of demon lords and dozens of false saints are nothing in Demon Star Tianyuan, but they are still one-third of the strongest in this trip.
The reason why they gathered here was to listen to Princess Ziyuan's words and prepare to reap profits by targeting Wu Ming and all forces in China.
But he never thought that when the rightful owner appeared, Princess Ziyuan, the initiator, would escape immediately.
Just run away, you don't even have the courage to fight, it's just a disgrace to the Ziyue Royal Family!
No matter how respectful you are to the Ziyue royal family, how can you not hate being treated as an outcast?
"Hmph! There are some tricks!"
Wu Ming responded coldly, but he was not angry at Princess Ziyuan's escape, and was not even the least bit surprised.
If it were so easy to kill a direct descendant of the Ziyue Royal Family, it would be impossible for this clan to dominate the Demon Star Tianyuan for countless years, let alone dominate the world!
However, escaping just one Princess Ziyuan is nothing. There are so many powerful demons, so the trip is worthwhile!
"die!"
Wu Ming reached out and grabbed a sacred treasure that shone with surging magic power, and took it directly into his palm. Regardless of the vibration and resistance of the sacred treasure, he swept it out with one leg.
boom!
The boundless and unparalleled force was unleashed. Wherever it passed, four or five powerful Demon Lords were whipped into blood mist by a leg whip without even letting out a scream.
"puff……"
The demonic pseudo-saint strongman who had his magic treasure taken away was even more horrified, his liver and gallbladder were torn apart, and while he was suffering from backlash and vomiting blood, he finally recognized the reality, retreated without hesitation, turned around and ran away.
If you don't run away, your life will be lost!
At this moment, he could quite understand Princess Ziyuan's previous mood.
Normally, with so many powerful demons present, they would dare to fight even if they were faced with a powerful human being from the Holy Realm. However, they happened to encounter Wu Ming, who was extremely domineering and ferocious in his attacks.
Let this powerful demon who rules the roost with his physical body and is used to having big fists as the last word, see what real power is.
This head-to-head style of fighting, which even the holy magic treasures could not shake, caused an unimaginable psychological impact on them.
It didn't collapse at the first touch, and it wasn't until more than half of the casualties were killed that there was any sign of collapse, which was already extremely difficult.
It's a pity that even if you are brave and unafraid of death, it is still difficult to change the outcome.
Especially when a powerful false saint escaped, it immediately started a chain reaction. When Wu Ming took action again, he almost collapsed at the first touch. They barely joined forces to resist one or two, and then there was a large-scale rout.
But with Wu Ming's level of strength, he can already ignore the spatial distance, not to mention the line of sight. Even if he escapes thousands of miles away, as long as his Qi machine is locked, he can still use thunderous means to kill from a distance!
boom!
Just like now, when Wu Ming pressed the stele, the heaven and earth hung upside down, the earth veins surged, and connected to the great power of heaven and earth, infinite power flipped and flowed backwards in the palm of his hand, as if it had become a meat grinder.
"ah……"
More than a dozen demon clan sages, without even the slightest resistance, exploded into blood mist amid the surge of endless violent power.
Even if a few can hold on for a moment or two, they are nothing more than glimmering fire, unable to match the power of the bright moon. They will fall apart in an instant, following in the footsteps of the former!
Even the false saint of the demon clan could at most withstand a heavy blow from Wu Ming before being injured and temporarily retreating, with little ability to fight again!
Under such circumstances, although the demons have always been brave and murderous, they are not dead creatures who do not know what fear is. Under the threat of death, they naturally no longer have the slightest desire to fight.
However, in such a situation, even if you escape, where can you escape to?
Wu Ming didn't even appear as an immortal golden body with three heads and six arms, but in a matter of seconds, he slaughtered nearly a hundred demon lords and five or six powerful pseudo-sage demons.
The remaining powerful demons, even those who were the first to escape when they saw the opportunity, were only a hundred miles away at this time.
Unlike the human race, the demons are skilled in strange and obscene skills, and have an endless supply of all kinds of rare treasures. Usually, 99% of them have powerful attack weapons and protective armor.
That is to say, only a proud daughter of heaven with a high status like Princess Ziyuan had her elders give her more than one life-saving treasure, so that she could escape with her life in the face of Wu Ming's fierce attack.
"Oh!"
Wu Ming smiled coldly, stretched his hand toward the sky, grasped and retracted it, and the light in his palm surged wildly, turning into the light and shadow of a spear, which he flicked casually.
call out!
In an instant, the spear of light shot out, like a meteor piercing the sky, and appeared in the heart of the fleeing demon pseudo-saint, directly penetrating his protective demonic light, and pricked him. Heart-breakingly cool.
puff!
The next moment, the demonic false saint didn't even have time to scream. After the terrifying energy penetrated his body, it exploded into a ball of blood mist.
Puff puff puff!
Following the same pattern, several powerful pseudo-saints from the demon clan were named one by one by the light spear in Wu Ming's hand, and they were all killed.
The dozen or so powerful Demon Lords who fled were even more desperate and ran for their lives. However, in an instant, they felt the world was spinning and their eyes blurred, but they saw the figure that made them despair, right in front of them as they were running.
It wasn't that Wu Ming was extremely fast and appeared in front of all the powerful demon kings in an instant, or that he had countless clones and intercepted everyone at the same time, but he used the powerful method of the Holy Realm - Star Movement!
Under the cover of the furnace of heaven and earth, suppressing more than a dozen powerful demon kings and moving them back to their original places was nothing to Wu Ming today.
Buzz!
With a dull thunderous roar, the light flowed in the furnace of heaven and earth. A dozen strong demons cursed and shouted in despair, then suddenly stopped and exploded into a ball of blood mist.
"Purple Kite..."
A cold light flashed in Wu Ming's eyes, and he stepped forward. With a push of his hands, he was about to break through the barrier between heaven and earth, and continue to chase. However, he suddenly stopped and his face became extremely ugly.
"Who is it?"
Touching his heart with his right hand, Wu Ming's face turned gloomy, his brows were filled with sadness, his breath was slightly disordered, and the next moment there was deathly silence.
Tsk!
Thunder suddenly appeared, and a huge hole flashed in the sky. Wu Ming dodged directly inside, his eyes as cold as a knife, and rushed straight into the chaotic void.
"This fellow Taoist, stay here for now!"
Just when Wu Ming was about to rush into the depths of nothingness, a vague and mysterious voice came, which seemed to be close in front of him and yet far away in the horizon, but it reached Wu Ming's ears easily.
"Go away, I don't have time to waste with a bunch of lonely ghosts!"
Wu Ming didn't look back, screamed loudly, and stepped forward.
"you……"
Even though the man in the dark appeared to be unpredictable and well-educated, at this moment, he was angered by the unceremonious scolding, and his voice could not help but become sharper. Since the Middle Ages, no one has dared to be so rude to this God!"
Boom!
As he spoke, waves of terrifying power surged in like waves, attacking from all directions towards the space boundary wall that Wu Ming had opened and forcibly fixed.
It has to be said that the man in the dark had an excellent time to take action, and it was even more ruthless. It hit Wu Ming at the most dangerous moment.
At this time, Wu Ming not only had to forcefully create a space crack that could be passed through, but also found a more secure route through which he could move in space.
Even if you are a powerful person in the Holy Realm, you still need to attack with all your strength. If you are distracted for a moment, you may get lost or even suffer serious injuries.
"court death!"
A fierce light flashed in Wu Ming's eyes, and the light pattern on the vertical pupil between his eyebrows flashed open. When he suddenly turned around, it seemed that three heads and six arms appeared and merged into one at the same time. The vertical pupil between his eyebrows shot out a ray of sharp light like a magic weapon unsheathing, sweeping across the void in an instant. .
Buzz!
With an almost physical gaze, the space barrier that was struck actually made a hissing noise, and cracks appeared like cracks in the fabric, and finally stopped at one place.
There, there was a figure that was almost changing between illusions, as if it were formless and formless, standing there, seemingly looking at Wu Ming with a sneer.
"snort!"
Feeling the terrifying power in this gaze, the figure groaned, turned into reality from nothingness, dimmed by three points, then became illusory again, retreated into the depths of nothingness, and screamed loudly, "Okay, okay, okay. A Xiaoyao King Wu Ming, I remember you, no matter how extraordinary your methods are, you will never leave Kunlun Mountain alive!"
This man in the dark actually seems to know Wu Ming, and he understands him quite well.
In fact, he may have been secretly observing and watching Wu Ming slaughter more than a hundred powerful demons.
But it was precisely because of this that the other party dared to offend Wu Ming. It must be said that in addition to being commendable for his courage, he also seemed to be quite confident in his own strength.
It's a pity that he overestimated himself and underestimated Wu Ming's murderous intention at this time!
"A group of lonely ghosts, ghosts and ghosts who only dare to hide in dark corners and linger on their last breath, dare to act recklessly in front of this king?"
Wu Ming raised his sword eyebrows and stamped his feet fiercely. Amidst the rumbling and explosive sounds, the space channel that was opened collapsed directly and turned into a silent space with surging light. At the same time, he flipped his wrist, and there was an additional three-dimensional space. Chi Chang Dao - Shattering Cloud Dao.
Zheng!
The sound of the knife shook the sky, stirring up the void. A terrifying force of destructive force was unleashed from the blade unbridled. As Wu Ming swung the Cloud-Smashing Knife, a blade with unparalleled sharpness penetrated straight through it. Layers of space barriers went straight towards the figure that was constantly retreating.
"How dare you defy the gods!"
The figure was furious and screamed loudly. Facing this unparalleled sword, he showed little fear. Instead, he paused abruptly. He did not know what kind of technique he had used, and a sharp edge also rose in front of him.
It was a spear, a holy spear that flashed a faint green color and had a sharp edge in the darkness.
Buzz!
In an instant, the holy spear was raised, and the spear light turned into a star, and it came out and took the sword directly.
"No..."
Just as the sword and spear were about to come into contact, there seemed to be an urgent shout coming from the distant void, but it was already a step too late.
Tsk!
Almost instantly, the two intersected, collapsing into endless sharp edges, just like two comets colliding. After a moment of silence, an invisible light wave swept away with immeasurable sharp edges.
Boom!
The layers of space barriers instantly became sieves. I don’t know how many layers were penetrated, and the turbulent flow of space inside seemed to have found a vent, surging out like a flood.
Zheng!
And in the center of silence, a ray of sword light arrived first, cutting through the sweeping light waves, and went straight to the figure that staggered and retreated. (To be continued)