At this time, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors could not contact Sun Wukong, so they could only enter this space with the most powerful men, intending to completely annihilate Yu Rong and end the disaster of Xinyu.
But when they entered this space, they saw the skeleton of a giant, frantically killing those beasts that were eating the path, and coming towards them quickly.
"Uh? Is it Wu?"
If Wu's soul hadn't appeared, they probably wouldn't have recognized it at all. This was the Wu God who ruled the Xinyu Continent and had all the luck.
"You all join forces to fight. Rong is too powerful."
When Wu saw the crowd coming, he felt happy immediately, and then he felt very hesitant. He was happy because he had a chance, but he was hesitant because he had done a great job in Xinyu and forced them to leave. Could he still take action?
Help, this is really not certain.
"Haha, I finally understand, you are just a trickster, huh."
A cold snort echoed from Han Ling's nose in all directions. Everyone could have made it this far, but how could they have imagined that the other party appearing here was just imitating what he did that day, and wanted to take advantage of everyone's fight with Rong to become the fisherman.
Intend?
Hearing Han Ling's words, Wu's heart suddenly felt sad. The other party was obviously unwilling to take action, and it was even unknown whether he could escape from this space.
"Han Ling, Mo..."
"Huh, you guys, make way. If you dare to block me, I will perish together with you."
Before Fuxi could finish his words, Nawu turned into a ferocious look, and a strong murderous aura emanated from his soul. Fuxi immediately closed his mouth. He originally wanted to persuade everyone to take action to save the other party, so as to increase the number of people.
The chance of winning by killing Yu Rong.
However, I never thought that the other party was so hateful, and how could I have a trace of compassion? I immediately thought of the old saying, poor people must be hateful, and this gang should be destroyed again.
"Asshole."
Not to mention that Han Ling felt angry and the Three Emperors felt disgusted, but everyone else also felt boundless anger in their hearts. You are deceitful and want to die, and you still threaten everyone like this. You are really in front of everyone.
Is it made of clay? It's just a clay figure, and it still has a certain amount of fire, let alone the most powerful people like them?
As soon as he blurted out such words, Wu Bian already regretted it extremely. If he provoked these supreme powerful men at this time, wouldn't he be seeking death? It can be seen that he was really anxious. Otherwise, how could he be so irrational?
After seeing Zhao Gongming finish speaking, he directly waved the Qingping Sword in his hand. Wu jumped back and fell into the group of beasts that devoured the path again. This time, he was fine. He couldn't even self-destruct and was killed by himself.
Rong, who came from behind, turned into a huge Dao-devouring beast and swallowed it in one gulp.
"Don't wait until he is refined. This is the opportunity to kill him."
Seeing this, the hearts of all the supreme experts tightened, and the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors took action one after another, going straight to kill the rong that was swallowing the crow.
Initially, he was worried that Wu would join forces with them. When Rong heard Wu's words, although he still had some doubts in his heart, he knew that he could not let go of such an opportunity.
Fortunately, when Wu fell into danger, no one came to rescue him, and Zhao Gongming also blocked the opponent's escape route. As a result, Rong felt greatly reassured and jumped away directly to quickly refine Wu's soul in his belly.
For a time, all the supreme experts took action one after another, and large swaths of the path-devouring beasts were wiped out in this space. After countless confrontations, everyone has found a way to restrict the souls of the path-devouring beasts.
I saw everyone directly using the artifacts in their hands, and one after another forced the souls of the beasts that had collapsed into their own artifacts. After a short period of time, the spirit of the artifacts could be used to refine the souls of these ferocious beasts.
, allowing the weapon spirit's strength to grow.
Of course, there is a certain chance of backlash. It does not mean that all artifact spirits can refine Dao-eating beasts, so no one dares to refine them with their Dao-proving weapons. The artifacts they currently control are all collected
The heavenly materials and earthly treasures are just artifacts that have been re-refined after killing some ferocious beasts.
Even if some artifacts collapse, they will be destroyed together with the souls of those evil beasts that were forcibly collected into the artifacts, which does not damage their strength.
And once the artifact is able to swallow the souls of vicious beasts, its level will naturally increase, which will increase their strength even more.
Rong did not care about this and tried his best to refine the soul of Wu Zhongwu. For him, even if all the evil beasts that eat the path were annihilated, it would still be less than one-tenth of the energy of Wu's soul. If he could completely refine Wu's soul,
Although his soul cannot set foot in the realm of the original gods, it can restore its original strength. How will the most powerful beings be his opponents by then?
One party is pursuing madly, and the other is fleeing madly. Among them are a large number of Dao-devouring ferocious beasts. Regardless of their lives, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors have no choice but to quickly kill these stumbling blocks. Before they can melt the Huawu Soul, they can kill them.
Yu Rong.
Both sides are trying to gain time, improve their own strength, and also want to limit the other party and reduce their own pressure.
On the ninth level of the sky, Wei Yang, who was sitting in front of the ninth level gate of the avenue, watched all this attentively, and slightly raised the corner of his mouth: "The secret chess is coming out."
"What dark chess? Wu? What happened to Wu?"
The two of them were sitting here, naturally looking for something to do. Unfortunately, although they both accepted each other, they couldn't live up to the reality of being a couple. They could only find something else to distract their attention, and this scene in Heaven
The decisive battle naturally attracted their attention.
"Sheng, who do you think Wu is?"
"Wu? Taiyuan? No, it shouldn't be. This person is an enemy of Rong, and you guessed that Rong is Zhu Zhao's chess piece. Could it be that he, like me, is You Ying's secret pawn?"
Looking at Rong running forward, Sheng really suspected that Nawu was just a chess piece in Youying's hands just like her.
"Haha, why can't it be Zhu Zhao's own chess piece?"
Wei Yang smiled slightly. After these words came out, confusion arose in Sheng's heart. I wonder what Wei Yang saw through?
"Then why are we killing each other? This doesn't make sense?"
The finalist still shook his head slightly, unable to believe such a result. If the two of them belonged to the same camp, why would they kill each other? Zhu Zhao would definitely not be happy to see this, as his chess piece ended up with this result.
"Why not cannibalize each other?"
"Cannibalization?"
‘Buzz’
Sheng felt like his head was exploding. Wei Yang really dared to think about it, but could such a thing really not happen?
Yes, absolutely yes, in order to make one chess piece stronger, whether it is Zhu Zhao or You Ying, they will choose to survive and eliminate, just like Gong, Fa, Kui, Dou, etc., or Rong, Ying, An, Mei, etc.
It doesn’t mean that you will be abandoned if you abandon it.
If they were not abandoned and the two original dead appeared, they would definitely not fight among themselves, they would definitely bow down to the two god kings and happily obey their orders.
But what was the result? In the end, Mao never even saw the two god-kings he was loyal to, and they were lost in Xinyu, becoming supplies for others, becoming the ashes of Xinyu before, and completely disappearing in the long river of history.
