The secret realm of the origin of the Eastern Han Dynasty.
Dong Hu, who was originally too depressed to lift his head, slowly raised his head and stood up.
At the same time, behind him, the shadow of an extremely majestic fairy city slowly opened its corner.
Just this corner.
Under that finger, the original secret realm of the Eastern Han Dynasty, which was about to collapse, quickly stabilized.
At the same time, the owner of the finger on the head of the Eastern Han Origin Secret Realm was not surprised but overjoyed when he saw this.
"The Supreme Immortal City?
There really is a supreme fairy city!
Ant, if you offer me the supreme fairy city, I can make you my divine general and grant you eternal life!"
In the ecstatic voice, the extremely huge being grasped Dong Hu again with his fingers.
This time, he was no longer as slow as before, like a cat playing with a mouse.
Take action with all your strength.
Big hands fell from the sky and grabbed Dong Hu, bringing pressure on Dong Hu that was more than ten times stronger than before.
Facing this grab, Dong Hu clenched the long knife in his hand but still didn't know how to draw it.
Because he knew very clearly how the strength in his body came from the knife in his hand.
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It was the sacrifice of the entire Eastern Han Dynasty’s original secret realm of martial souls and souls.
It was the lives of dozens and hundreds of his brothers that gave him the power of one blow now.
Precisely because the power of this blow was rare, Dong Hu was very cautious in taking out the knife, holding the knife in his hands and wondering how to get out.
I'm afraid that I will let down the sword that hundreds of brothers sacrificed for me!
Just when Dong Hu was at a loss, he suddenly heard a shout in his ear: "Knife, you shouldn't be so hesitant to use it!
Don’t think about it so much, just chop it!”
Dong Hu didn't know who the voice belonged to, but at this moment, Dong Hu subconsciously obeyed that voice, and slashed the falling hand with the Seven Kills Sword in his hand.
On one side is a towering tower covering hundreds of thousands of miles around.
On one side is a long bloody knife less than 1.5 meters tall.
For a being above the Eastern Han Dynasty, Dong Hu's slash was simply ridiculous.
A being at the pinnacle of demigods wants to challenge him with a broken artifact?
Are you kidding? He is a mid-level god!
Which mid-level god would be hurt by such a challenger...
"Pfft"
A crisp sound sounded.
Above the secret realm of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the huge existence made a sudden movement.
It also showed an incredible expression on the huge face outside the secret realm of the Eastern Han Dynasty.
"How, how is it possible..."
The next second, the overwhelming palm disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, a ten-meter-tall body that was separated from the palms fell from the sky.
A so-called intermediate god-level being died with just one blow.
This is Dong Hu's current strength.
However, at this moment, Dong Hu didn't feel any joy in his heart or face as he looked at the so-called middle god who had just flaunted his power in front of him and then fell down in front of him in the blink of an eye.
The development of things to this stage has already exceeded his expectations.
It seriously hits the limit of what he can accept!
Although he had been prepared from the beginning, knowing what he would face and what he might lose when he prepared to recast the Supreme Immortal Qin.
But he never thought that this day would come so quickly.
Suddenly, all the brothers and guides who supported him along the way died in front of him.
Everyone used their lives to pave a path to invincibility for him.
At this moment, standing in the secret realm of the Eastern Han Dynasty, holding the Seven Killing Sword in his hand, breathing every breath of air, and even every movement of magic power, Dong Hu felt full of guilt.
Everything that happened before him was completely different from what he had expected.
He never thought about asking his brother to pay for his ideals.
While Dong Hu was confused, a cold voice sounded.
"What are you doing? Why are you acting so childish? Don't you feel the sense of crisis?"
This was the sound that just told him to draw the knife.
Dong Hu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what he was doing.
"Who are you?"
“Does it matter who I am?”
The voice in Dong Hu's mind sounded.
"Stop worrying about those insignificant details, you are going to die!
The one you just killed was a divine general of a divine king.
The moment he died, the message that you had killed him had been sent back to the god-king behind him.
Now, you, and the Supreme Immortal City have all been exposed.
If nothing else, he is already on his way to kill you!
You are not his opponent now, are you going to stand here and wait for him to kill you?"
When the mysterious voice spoke, Dong Hu, who was originally depressed, quickly came back to his senses, turned his head and glanced at the phantom of the Supreme Immortal City behind him, then retracted his gaze and turned to look at Wu Wei, shaking hands
The hand holding the Qishaidao tightened.
Wu Wei instantly felt a chilling murderous intent.
"Brother, don't do it, don't do it, it's me!"
In an instant, Wu Wei stood up on his own. He raised his hands and at the same time removed the "frivolous illusion". He directly switched from the original trumpet to Wu Wei's large mode and stood up honestly.
The moment Wu Wei's real body came out, Dong Hu trembled all over, and the hand holding the Seven Kills Sword trembled involuntarily.
The cold murderous intention that was originally surging in his body dissipated instantly.
His eyes even turned red at this moment.
No one, no one can understand how Dong Hu felt at this moment when he saw Wu Wei standing up.
Tears filled my eyes, and I almost burst into tears.
It took a lot of perseverance to prevent Dong Hu from crying, and kept his emotions as calm as possible. He opened his mouth and wanted to talk to Wu Wei, but in the end he couldn't say a word.
All the words are finally converted into one word.
"roll!"
While shouting angrily, Dong Hu waved his hand, and in the next second, a force acted on Wu Wei. Then, Wu Wei disappeared from the secret realm of the Eastern Han Dynasty.
Also disappearing were the corpse of the middle god that he had just chopped in half, and the useless book [Book of Taiping·Volume 2] that he had just completed the mission that was of little use to him.
After driving Wu Wei away, Dong Hu suddenly swept away his previous decadence and turned to ask the voice from the Supreme Immortal City: "When will that guy arrive?"
"No more than half an hour at the latest!"
"Half an hour, right? Okay, then I'll wait for him for half an hour!"
Dong Hu said, and the big horse did it with a golden knife.
His gesture stunned the being in the Supreme Immortal City.
