Jiang Zongheng was overjoyed. He hated Zheng Ming, who brought humiliation to him. It would be a joy to see Zheng Ming die in his hands.

Just as he was about to ask the Beast Cliff to take action, the voice of the old man in purple robe sounded in his ears: "Young Master, this time, so many people have come here to play for the Wuque War Emperor, you can't let them down."

"Since Zheng Ming wants to break through, let these fellow practitioners consume his power. In this way, it will be easier for us to capture him."

Jiang Zongheng frowned. He knew very well about this proposal that once he agreed, a large number of people gathered here would die at the hands of Zheng Ming.

However, in his subconscious mind, he felt that the old man in purple robe had a very good proposal. Although this might make Zheng Ming kill many people, it would also consume a lot of Zheng Ming's strength.

When Zheng Ming is exhausted, he will not be in any danger.

Making this choice proves one thing, that is, he is afraid of Zheng Ming. The idea was born, which made Jiang Zongheng unhappy, but Jiang Zongheng still waved his hand and said, "Order all parties, as long as Zheng Ming passes by, he will capture it with all his strength."

The top warriors gathered around Jiang Zongheng did not understand the situation after this order, but they didn't speak.

They had to follow the destiny of heaven, they had to seize Jiang Wuque's destiny and ride on the dragon, but they also had a sense of fear from the already evil Zheng Ming.

If it weren't for the great benefits, they would never come over. Also, they would not object to the danger they could reduce.

Under the giant mountain, ten thousand warriors from all directions have been prepared for the war. Although these warriors did not come from the same place, they were trained by a warrior in the realm of God, but they were like an army.

The rolling blood and energy soared into the sky with the gathering of the battle formation. The warrior of the Divine Realm who stood in the middle gathered these powers around him.

Jiang Zongheng was ranked first, Cheng Canglong's eyes shone with the light of desire.

He knew that being ranked in this position was an opportunity and a crisis for him, and as long as he could capture Zheng Ming, it would be a chance to reach the sky in one step.

Isn’t Zheng Ming awesome? He has prepared to give Zheng Ming a way to break his magic.

When the toads of ten feet high and low arrived at their battle formation five miles away, Cheng Canglong let out a deep shout.

"Zheng Ming, you have no way out, surrender, surrender!"

Cheng Canglong's voice was low, just like thunder, and the tens of thousands of people assigned to him blew up at the same time when Cheng Canglong spoke.

The rolling blood and the sounds of the whole world gathered into a storm in the void, a storm covering the sky and a storm that made people's minds break.

Now, the person targeted by this storm is Zheng Ming.

Just as the storm sounded, almost all the disciples of the Wanxiang Sect following Zheng Ming changed their faces. Some people's faces turned pale at this moment.

They followed Zheng Ming and had made up their minds to fight to the death, but the current situation was really beyond their expectations.

Thousands of people shouted loudly, shocking the world.

Just after these ten thousand people were cheering, the warriors who were originally arranged behind also responded. For a moment, the shouts became louder and louder, and the shouts became stronger and stronger. The 100,000 people cheered, forming a thunder all over the sky.

"Zheng Ming, surrender!"

"Zheng Ming, surrender!"

"Zheng Ming, surrender!"

One hundred thousand people's voices are like thunder, one hundred thousand people's blood is like a mountain, and one hundred thousand people gather together is to cover the sky and the sun, and sweat like rain!

As an existence in the Dharma Body Realm, the Nine-Eyed Demon Emperor can swallow 100,000 ordinary mortals with one mouth. However, now, facing these blood and energy soaring into the sky, the heart of the Leaping Mortal Realm warriors who are more closely linked together, their hearts can't help but tremble.

You can kill thousands of ordinary martial artists in the Leaping Realm, but once you encounter so many Leaping Realm in front of you, there is only one way to wait for you.

The Nine-Eyed Demon Emperor, who was a little sad in his heart, was not sure what to do, but Zheng Ming had already jumped from the top of his head.

This jump made a feeling of relief in the Nine-Eyed Demon Emperor's heart, but looking at the figure holding the Dragon Bird Sword, what arises in his heart is a kind of loss.

This is a kind of loss that seems to have lost something most important, this is a kind of loss that makes it feel a little sad.

Fu Yuqing also wanted to stand up the moment Zheng Ming landed, but the divine blue snail gently pulled his arm.

When Fu Yuqing was about to open his mouth, the divine green snail shook his head gently. This movement was very calm, but the smell in this movement was extremely firm.

In the end, Fu Yuqing said nothing. Zheng Ming's footsteps still stepped forward, and his young figure was like an old bamboo in the wind. No matter how strong the wind was, it was difficult to shake it.

The roar was like thunder, and the eyes of some warriors began to turn red. They stared at the figure tightly, hoping that the figure could fall down.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Zheng Ming was getting closer and closer towards them. Although Zheng Ming did not take out his Dragon Bird Sword, at this time, they looked at Zheng Ming and felt a sense of fear.

Cheng Canglong's eyes were even more staring at Zheng Ming who was approaching step by step. He did not attack immediately, he was waiting.

To him, the ten thousand warriors who were assigned to him were like cannon fodder. As long as they could capture and kill Zheng Ming, only if they died was the best.

"Surrender, Zheng Ming, don't surrender yet!"

The roar of the thunder version was getting louder and louder. Many warriors were like crazy at this moment. When Zheng Ming came to the position where they gathered step by step ten steps away, his voice began to tremble when he was facing Zheng Ming's warrior.

When Zheng Ming was still moving forward calmly and was only five steps away from him, the warrior could no longer shout out.

His hand was tightly holding the weapons in his hand. After this incident, he was like a trapped beast, not knowing what he should do next.

"Zheng Ming, you... go to die!" As the man spoke, he waved the long sword in his hand frantically and rushed towards Zheng Ming.

His long sword, without any moves, slashed down towards Zheng Ming frantically.

"You haven't fallen to the ground yet, so when will you wait!" Zheng Ming did not use the knife, but said these nine words coldly.

Before the long sword was swung down, the man had already collapsed silently on the ground, and his loud shouts stopped instantly.

Breathing, the sound of rapid breathing sounded around for a moment. As a warrior above the mortal realm, most people absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth through the precious veins in their bodies. That breathing has long disappeared for higher-level warriors.

But now, the rapid breathing sounds are coming one after another!

The most important reason why there is such a rapid breathing sound is that there is something called tension in the hearts of the people present.

"Go ahead, block him!" The warrior in the Lotus Realm shouted loudly at the Yuefan Realm warrior in front of the letter.

In the past, the Yuemo Realm had a kind of awe and involuntary obedience towards the Lotus Realm. However, at this moment, although the awe remained, the Yuemo Realm that was ranked ahead did not dare to move.

Compared to the Lotus Transformation Realm, the person who slowly walked in front of him was truly like a god or a demon when they opened.

In front of this god-like figure, everything is no longer a reason to let them take action, so they are hesitating.

Three feet, five feet, one zhang...

Zheng Ming had already walked into the three-meter-long land of the cultivators gathered in front of the giant mountain. There were more and more warriors surrounding Zheng Ming, but none of them dared to take action.

The golden dragon bird was cross-body around her waist and walked forward like a green pine.

Finally, someone couldn't help but wave the weapons in his hand and clamored Zheng Ming to rush forward. This person's cultivation was not too high, and he didn't know that if he rushed forward, it would be a dead end.

However, the pressure Zheng Ming stepped forward made him unable to bear it, so under this crazy pressure, he chose to make himself crazy.

"Kill and kill!"

The man's cultivation level is the seventh realm of the mortal world. His long halberd swung in his hand, just like a dragon surging in the sky.

However, just as he was about to rush to Zheng Ming approaching, Zheng Ming spoke again, his words were nothing like before!

"You haven't fallen to the ground yet, when will you wait!"

In one sentence, there is infinite majesty. The originally captivating sound, under the momentum of the seven swords of the kingdom, gave this sound a sense of golden words.

Zheng Ming, who was walking on the stairs, did not notice this change, but those warriors who were already full of fear of Zheng Ming could not ignore this change. At this time, their eyes looked at Zheng Ming even more frightened.

I don’t know who started, but more and more people retreated. A passage more than ten feet wide appeared in front of Zheng Ming.

This passage is a thousand feet long! Although the passage is surrounded by warriors and is also a warrior above the mortal world, no one dared to move.

The mind is captured and the mind is afraid.

Cheng Canglong was still behind the crowd, his eyes staring at Zheng Ming tightly. At this time, he was more like a Cang Wolf ready to attack at any time.

However, although he was ready to go, he did not dare to attack. A huge fear enveloped his heart.

His evaluation of Zheng Ming had reached a top level. He had never seen Jiang Wuque or Yao Leqingshu, but when he saw Zheng Ming coming, he felt a sense of emotion.
Chapter completed!