The terrifying pressure rises and falls like ocean waves, completely boiling in the air.
Fen Tianheng was unable to escape from the horror of Can Nu. He never imagined that Can Nu could be so powerful with his broken body.
The God Monument and the Purple Thunder Hammer can still exert 100% lethality in his hands.
Little did I know.
Can Nu's cultivation is so terrifying, all because of his recovery during this period. The super life water given to him by Emperor Chu healed all the hidden diseases in Can Nu's body.
After entering Wooden City, he went to retrieve the Purple Thunder Hammer. Now his strength is even more terrifying than at his peak.
for a while.
The battle between the two had moved hundreds of feet away, and as a loud roar spread, it was like the heaven and earth exploded and the giant mountain collapsed.
The sky was filled with smoke and dust, completely drowning out their voices.
this moment.
Emperor Chu had no time to care about Can Nu's safety. In front of him, Qing Muxiao led various powerful forces to attack him.
The beautiful figure of Dongfang Qingwu floated down from the sky and appeared next to Emperor Chu. Her spiritual eyes flickered and she looked at the people in front of her with a wary expression.
Emperor Chu glanced at Dongfang Qingwu and said, "Be careful."
Dongfang Qingwu said calmly: "Your Majesty, don't worry, Qingwu is not what it used to be. Although these people are strong, Qingwu does not take them seriously."
Emperor Chu was slightly startled, and was horrified. Dongfang Qingwu's cultivation level had improved by leaps and bounds. But compared to veteran powerhouses like Qing Muxiao, her level was still slightly inferior.
At this time.
Dongfang Qingwu stepped forward in a flash, his sleeves fluttering like a dancing fairy. The aura bursting from his body instantly turned into sword light and penetrated towards Qing Muxiao and others.
"The seventh level of the Shinto?" Qing Muxiao said coldly, a sword flew out, and the sword energy fell across the sky.
laugh.
The sword arrives.
The graceful figure of Dongfang Qingwu flew backwards, flying hundreds of feet away.
The Gang Qi barrier covering her body shattered, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth. It was obvious that Qing Muxiao had just struck her seriously and injured her.
"This level of strength is enough to stop us. Emperor Chu, you'd better take action yourself."
Qing Muxiao said coldly, paused, and continued: "I heard that there are several swordsman masters around you. Let them show up and fight, otherwise you will die miserably."
Emperor Chu glanced at Qing Muxiao and smiled lightly, "Are you serious?"
Qingmu Xiao said in a ferocious voice: "If you have any trump cards, just use them. Even if you have extraordinary abilities today, you will not be able to escape."
Emperor Chu said: "Look how awesome you are, I want to see how you kill me."
The voice fell.
The Shadow Blood Guard appeared, a cloud of black mist suspended behind Emperor Chu, and the terrifying sword energy pressure swept across, covering the sky within a kilometer radius.
See the situation.
Qing Muxiao's expression changed, "With just this little trump card, I'm afraid you won't be able to withstand the next attack."
"Aoki bondage!"
As the sound spread, a surge of breath rose behind him, and in an instant, everything turned green.
Seeing the changes in Qing Muxiao in front of him, Emperor Chu smiled lightly and said, "It's interesting. The leader of Mu Zong actually has such a special hobby. The racecourse above his head is really green."
Qing Muxiao said angrily: "Emperor Chu, you will pay with your life for your stupidity, just die."
Whoosh.
Whoosh.
The green cyclone changed rapidly, turning into vines, shattering the space, and penetrating towards Emperor Chu.
What surprised Emperor Chu was that the aura carried by the green vines was not full of life.
On the contrary, there is a fearful aura of death lingering around.
The moment the vines moved forward, immeasurable death energy swept across, crushing towards Emperor Chu. The vines weaving through also changed from green to black-green.
this moment.
Emperor Chu narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a hint of solemnity in his eyes. Qing Muxiao was worthy of being the leader of the Mu Sect, and he still had some tricks and trump cards.
at the same time.
An ancient chariot was worshiped in the Temple of War, with a black murderous aura boiling on its body, and the four ferocious beasts at the front let out low roars.
A wisp of a human figure floated down from the sky and stood upright on the chariot. The person who came was none other than the master of the Weapon Temple.
He held a giant ax in his hand, and the dark black armor around his body was automatically generated, wrapping his body airtight.
A banner appeared in the hand of the Lord of the Evil Temple, Feng Wuxie, with a soaring black dragon painted on it, lifelike and vivid.
As the banners continued to expand, the black dragon seemed to be flying away in the nine heavens.
Evil God Flag.
The message of the flag in front of him appeared in Emperor Chu's mind, and the expression on his face became more intense, and his eyes fell on Jian Zun, the master of the Union Hall.
This Jian Zun was even more strangely tight. Two auras actually appeared on his body, one of which was pure Haoran's righteousness.
The other is an extremely sharp and domineering fighting spirit.
The two auras merged together, like a Bagua diagram, suspended behind Jian Zun.
When Emperor Chu saw that everyone had used all their cards, he obviously planned to give him a chance to breathe.
At this time.
Qing Muxiao looked arrogant and ignored Emperor Chu, "Come together and kill Emperor Chu."
"Boy, you have to be careful about Mu Zong's green wood restraint. This wood is a death wood and does not belong to this world at all. Even your divine fire and forbidden power cannot cause any harm to it."
"Because this death wood is one of the ten sacred trees, its hardness is beyond your imagination. If any piece of death wood is made into a weapon, it is a sacred weapon."
Emperor Cang's voice rang in his ears.
Emperor Chu said in a deep voice: "It's so powerful, it seems like we can only fight hard."
Emperor Cang said again: "If we fight hard, you will be beaten out. Don't doubt my words."
"So scared?"
"Of course, seeing that there is no ancient chariot, that chariot should be a treasure of the ancient Xing Clan. As for why it fell into the Temple of Weapon, that is unexplained."
"I would like to tell you something about the power of this chariot. It integrates defense and attack. Even the God's Pestle in your palm may not be able to break the chariot's defense."
Emperor Cang's voice fell.
There was a moment of silence.
Emperor Chu said: "The treasures of the Evil Temple and the Union Temple should be more powerful, right?"
Emperor Cang said: "It is not weaker than the ancient chariot."
Emperor Chu said: "I understand. According to the words of our seniors, I will definitely die in this battle."
"That's not true. You still have other options. For example...you can run!"
"Run, can I run?" Emperor Chu said with a serious face. Suddenly, his figure flew backwards, "I still have something to do today... Let's fight again another day."
The voice fell.
His figure had already appeared a hundred feet away, and he left extremely fast.
"You're not running away, what are you?" Emperor Cang said with a smile.
"How can this be called running away? I am a good man and I don't want to suffer the consequences. I don't want to be like them."
Emperor Chu said seriously.
The emperor's boat appeared under his feet, soared in the sky, and quickly moved away to the sky.
See this scene.
Qing Muxiao said loudly: "Chasing, Emperor Chu is scared, we must not let him escape."
on deck.
Emperor Chu heard Qing Muxiao's voice and said coldly: "I'm afraid, if you are alone, I can beat you to the point where you can't take care of yourself." (To be continued)