"What a strong force!"
"What a terrifying physical defense!"
Li Sheng and others were stunned.
But after Cui Songyuan saw Chu Muyu's display of divine power, his eyes shone with light.
He didn't know Chu Muyu.
But somehow, there was a strange aura about the other party that made him feel very familiar.
At this time...
"Ancient bloodline, he also has ancient bloodline!"
Cui Songyuan was agitated in his heart, but he did not point out this point.
"Are you a physical practitioner?"
Qu Weiqing frowned.
This was the first time he had seen such a powerful physical training, especially Chu Muyu's performance at this time. He captured the Thunder Dragon, resisted the Taiqing Sword, and almost crushed the two-winged black tiger.
Just talking.
The two-winged black tiger roared in pain.
"Damn it, stop him!"
The supreme elder of the Yuling Sect felt extremely distressed. This black tiger was the treasure of the Yuling Sect. It was an alien species from ancient times and was extremely precious.
"Do it!"
Qiu Fengbao's eyes were sharp, and he threw the Thunder Dragon Tower in his hand, rising into the storm.
The strong wind swept the thunder, like a majestic giant peak suppressing it, and the Taiqing Sword made a clear sword sound that resounded all around.
"Boom!"
"Bang!"
The three cultivators at the peak of the Divine Transformation Realm took action at the same time, finally knocking Chu Muyu back.
"A group of young people, if I were at my peak, I could crush you with one hand."
Chu Muyu was extremely angry. As he spoke, he also shook his arm. In the confrontation just now, one against three obviously suffered some hidden losses.
"Little friend Tang, I can still resist for a while. You take the people from the Qinghong Sect away first, and I will arrive soon."
Chu Muyu secretly sent a message.
"No."
Tang Ming shook his head slightly, his eyes cold: "You hold these three people, and I will kill the others."
Um?
Chu Muyu's expression changed slightly: "Isn't this too risky? I'm just a soul now, so I can only resist for a while..."
"You must resist, this is the price you pay for dragging me into the water."
Tang Ming was expressionless: "Do you really think you are hiding your strength and I can't see it?"
"..."
Chu Muyu was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly.
For some reason, Huaxia Tang Xuantian was only in his early twenties, but he felt as if he was facing an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years, much older than himself.
From beginning to end, Chu Muyu was manipulated and he didn't even have a chance to hide his clumsiness.
"Chu Muyu, you'd better show your worth to atone for your sins, otherwise, I will destroy you!"
Tang Ming shouted coldly: "Do it!"
Chu Muyu nodded helplessly.
The next moment.
The dark gold armor on his body shone with light, condensing into a special totem that spread all over his body like ancient talismans.
"kill!"
Chu Muyu stamped his foot in the void.
Bang!
There was a loud noise, and he rose up from the ground like an ancient god of war, directly supporting the Thunder Dragon Tower with his hands.
In an instant.
Endless thunder was unleashed, and dense lightning surged across his body, but Chu Muyu was not affected at all. He even had time to free up his hand and smashed the Taiqing Sword away with an axe.
Everyone's attention was attracted by Chu Muyu.
"That's it now."
Tang Ming's eyes burst with murderous intent, and he suddenly rushed out of the formation. The void rippled under his feet, and he rushed into the crowd almost instantly.
A cultivator in the late stage of the Divine Transformation Realm reacted and struck out with his backhand. The wind was as sharp as a blade.
Zheng!
Shura's flying sword let out a bloodthirsty trembling sound, and a bloody sword lotus condensed at the tip of the sword, defeating the Gangfeng, and then its speed skyrocketed.
"Pfft!"
The monk covered his throat in disbelief, blood sputtered, and his life flowed away rapidly.
Even his soul was swallowed up by the Shura Flying Sword.
Kill one person instantly.
Tang Ming's eyes were still sharp and he spotted a white-robed monk not far away.
"Damn it!"
The face of the white-robed monk changed slightly, and as he waved his sleeves, Taiqing talismans spread all over his body, forming a tight defense.
At the same time, he turned around and ran towards his other companions.
"Want to run?"
A golden light flashed in Tang Ming's pupils, the dragon scale jade activated, the void rippled, and a space restriction was placed around the white-robed monk.
Although this kind of restriction only lasts for a short time for the strong, and can be broken in almost two breaths, it is still enough time.
When strong men fight, a split second can determine life or death.
"die!"
Tang Ming rushed up and punched the white-robed monk into bloody foam.
Kill two people in a row!
The two powerful men in the late stages of the Divine Transformation Realm had almost no power to parry and were killed instantly.
And the movement here finally alerted others.
"Quick, join forces to stop this person!"
The remaining six strong men quickly formed a formation.
Not far away, Qu Weiqing almost exploded with anger when he saw this scene.
Because the two people who were killed were all direct elders of the Taiqing Sect. Even though the Taiqing Sect has many strong men, it is not easy to cultivate two strong men in the late stage of the God Transformation Realm.
Although the Taiqing Sect had the immortal Jingqing in charge.
But the greater role of peak combat power is to intimidate, and more battles require backbone forces like them to maintain majesty.
"Tang Qingming, you deserve to die!"
Qu Weiqing let out a furious roar.
Boom!
As he turned his hands, an ancient talisman floated out, ignited without fire, and then turned into a sword-shaped talisman.
"This is... the Taiqing True Spirit Seal!"
Li Sheng's face changed slightly and he shouted quickly: "Senior, Sect Leader Tang, be careful. The Taiqing True Spirit Seal is extremely powerful and can swallow the essence of the spirit. Its fusion with the Taiqing Sword will increase its power!"
As the words fall.
The sword-shaped talisman turned into a green light and was directly imprinted on the Taiqing Sword.
Whoosh!
The huge Taiqing Sword quickly shrunk and became normal size, but the cold sword intent became even sharper.
"The true spirit of Taiqing can confine the soul and destroy the soul!"
Qu Weiqing muttered a mantra in his mouth, made seals with both hands and pointed forward.
Zheng!
The Taiqing Sword turned one into eight, like eight cages, sealing Chu Muyu inside.
Qiu Fengbao also created a seal, and the Thunder Dragon Tower trembled incessantly. Torrents of thunder poured out, and unexpectedly another huge thunder dragon condensed. Two thunder dragons were entrenched in the sky, with ferocious faces and roars.
boom!
Chu Muyu suddenly felt the pressure doubled. No matter how strong he was, he was just a remnant soul now.
Moreover, Qiu Fengbao, Qu Weiqing and others are all supreme elders of super sects, and possess the most precious treasures of their sect. Now that they are serious, Chu Muyu will not be able to get out of trouble for a while.
At this time.
There were screams from the battlefield not far away, but it was Tang Ming who killed another person under the joint resistance of six people.
The person who died this time was an elder from the Zixiao Sect who was in the late stages of becoming a god.
"Ji Lu, go over there to support him. Tang Qingming has no defense formation. Kill him as soon as possible!"
Qiu Fengbao drank in a low voice.
"good."
Ji Lu, the Supreme Elder of the Yuling Sect, nodded, took a step forward, and moved over in an instant.
No one has arrived yet.
The two-winged black tiger was the first to attack, opening its bloody mouth and biting down hard. In an instant, a black line appeared between its eyebrows, resembling the character "王".
"roar!"
The black tiger's body swelled, opened its mouth, and swallowed Tang Ming, which was dozens of meters in radius, in one gulp.
Just when Ji Lu breathed a sigh of relief.
"Ouch——"
Chapter completed!