"Be careful with Yan Yangzi!"

"Be careful, Master, Zheng Ming is attacking!"

"Master, please leave, don't fight him head-on!"

All kinds of high-pitched drinks sounded in Yan Yangzi's ears. Yan Yangzi had just broken Zheng Ming's two supernatural powers, and his true energy had already consumed a lot. More importantly, just after he came out of the Liangyi space, he had already contracted his Dharma body.

At this time, it was too late to use the Dharma body. Almost as Yan Yangzi was about to draw a ball of flame and temporarily disappeared from Zheng Ming's attack, the golden sun and moon had already passed by him.

The sun and the moon are flying, and the place where they shine is extremely sharp. If Zheng Ming used this sword openly and righteously, although Yan Yangzi would retreat, he would definitely not be able to get over to him.

But now, Yan Yangzi has no time to retreat, and even some of his strongest means are difficult to use.

He shouted fiercely, and could only activate the red robe on his body, arouse the flames in the sky, and try to block it.

The golden sun and moon slashed in the air, and the flames were directly cut into two sections, while the Yan Yangzi, who was wrapped in the flames, was directly cut into three sections by the rolling sun and moon.

Before Yan Yangzi's soul gathered, Zheng Ming waved his palm again, and Liangyi's dust space directly suppressed Yan Yangzi.

This action sounds very slow, but in fact, it was a blink of an eye. Some warriors who were far away had not seen clearly what was going on. Yan Yangzi, who was regarded as the Great Wall, had already died in Zheng Ming's hands.

"Old Ancestor Yan Yangzi is dead!"

"Despicable, he actually attacked. Zheng Ming, if you are a man, you will fight against the ancestor Yan Yangzi openly. What kind of good man is the sneak attack!"

"Kill Zheng Ming and avenge the ancestor Yan Yangzi!"

The warriors of the Liehuo Sect all regarded Yan Yangzi as the backer of their sect's Great Wall. This time, the confidence of their Liehuo Sect was Yan Yangzi. However, they did not expect that in the blink of an eye, Yan Yangzi was killed.

For the younger generations of Yan Yangzi, they are unwilling to accept this result, and they cannot accept it, but the current situation is that they have to accept it.

"Zheng Ming, you are so despicable, you are really..." A middle-aged warrior in the realm of God pointed at Zheng Ming and couldn't speak in a trembling manner.

A young warrior standing behind him waved the Chiyan sword in his hand and shouted: "Crush, avenge the ancestor and kill Zheng Ming."

Although most of the warriors of the Liehuo Sect were already afraid of Zheng Ming, they had no choice at this time.

After all, the ancestor of the sect died at Zheng Ming's hands. If they escape, then the sect will have no place to stay.

"Kill and kill!"

Thousands of people roared, and evil spirits soared into the sky. Someone even activated their own artifacts, turned into giant flame axes, and slashed straight towards Zheng Ming.

Zheng Ming held the Golden Dragon Bird Sword in his hand and gasped in a big breath. At this time, the true energy in his body had been consumed.

Although relying on two kinds of magical powers, Zheng Ming can suppress warriors in the Divine Realm between his backhand, the Dharma body realm and the Divine Realm are completely different concepts.

Zheng Ming can be said to have used all his means to kill Yan Yangzi, especially the control of the sun and the moon, which has consumed all his true energy.

The best function of calling the soul to absorb the soul is naturally to fight alone. Now that thousands of people are coming together, it is no longer suitable to use this trick.

After pondering for a moment, Zheng Ming lined up on his head. Since these people were here to kill him, he naturally didn't have to show mercy to these people.

A blood-colored little Buddha flew out of Zheng Ming's body. The blood-colored little Buddha turned into nine blood shadows in blinking.

The blood shadow flew straight towards Zheng Ming's surroundings, and the sword slashed by, the blood shadow was still the same, the fire was burned, and the blood shadow was still the same. In just a blink of an eye, the blood shadows had already rushed through dozens of people's bodies.

The disciples of Liehuo Sect who took action this time accounted for the Lotus Realm and the Yuefan Realm. They all had no resistance when facing the Blood Shadow.

The blood shadow swept over, and the clothes without bodies fell on the ground with the wind. As the blood shadow flew wildly around, Zheng Ming felt a rolling energy emerge from the Liangyi Divine Lotus.

These are all the blood-colored Buddhas, the essence that these warriors have cultivated for many years from those who have been impacted.

Originally, the warriors of the Liehuo Sect had sufficient momentum to avenge Yan Yangzi, but with blood-colored shadows, they came back to them. As long as the companions who were impacted by the blood shadows, their energy and spirit eventually disappeared, these warriors were very scared.

"Blood Demon, this is a blood demon, run away quickly!"

"Zheng Ming is the murderous devil. We are not the opponent, go quickly!"

Amid all kinds of shouts, thousands of disciples of the Liehuo Sect fled in scattered, and some warriors who were originally going to come forward to help were fleeing frantically under the leadership of the disciples of the Liehuo Sect.

Cheng Canglong stood behind, looking at the warriors of the Liehuo Sect who were running around in scattered, and a smile appeared on his face. He was extremely glad at this time, fortunately he did not take action, otherwise he might have been buried in this strange siege.

Yan Yangzi was the existence he looked up to. He had never taken him, the peak warrior of the Divine Realm, seriously, but now, this ancestor of the Dharma Body Realm has no idea of ​​life and death.

And the Liehuo Sect fled in all directions!

He was glad that those warriors who did not take action were even more glad that what they thought was that if they were the ones who had really relied on the large crowds to siege Zheng Ming, the consequences...

The nine blood shadows became more and more red. In the end, each blood shadow turned into a red whirlwind. As long as the warriors in the whirlwind were all left with clothes.

"You can't continue like this!" Jiang Zongheng's teeth were trembling. Although he was far away, he could see clearly the situation of the nine blood shadows raging.

As the commander-in-chief of this operation, Jiang Zongheng's heart was filled with frustration, but more of it was fear.

What kind of person did he provoke back then? Fortunately, he didn't have the same knowledge as himself at that time, otherwise, he would have a life today.

The old man in the purple robe on the Beast Cliff also frowned tightly at this time. Although he felt that he could deal with the methods Zheng Ming showed later, did he have any other methods?

The nine blood shadows, one by one, were extremely strange and extremely cruel. If they fell into the disciples of their own sect, then...

"Young Master, most of Zheng Ming's strength has been revealed. Now he is at the end of his strength. After the three thousand weak water formations of the Divine Water Palace, it is time for us to capture and kill Zheng Ming."

While the old man spoke, he pointed to the distance and said, "The Godshui Palace has taken action."

Jiang Zongheng quickly looked in the direction the old man pointed, and saw a rolling ocean rising from the void and heading towards Zheng Ming.

The land of rolling waves flooded, the earth dissipated, and it delayed the time to turn into powder. The swords left by some warriors also disappeared cleanly at this moment.

Three thousand weak waters can rot all things.

In the weak water formation that gathered from all sides, Zheng Ming was like a lonely boat!

The Divine Water Palace can become the leader of the eighteen sects, so it naturally has a foundation that is incomparable to ordinary sects. This time, the three old men in the Dharma body realm were manipulating the three thousand weak water formations.

The three old men gave people the feeling that they were extremely decaying, as if they had just been dug out of the grave.

Indeed, these three old men are all the palace masters of the Shenshui Palace. They just invited the ancestors from the Zhenfeng Land of their Shenshui Palace more than ten days ago.

According to the Lord of the Divine Water Palace's guess about Zheng Ming's cultivation and Zheng Ming's understanding of his achievements over the years, he was really unsure whether to participate in the siege of Zheng Ming.

The three old men who really made up their minds for the Shenshui Palace were the ancestors of the Shenshui Palace, and the power of the palace owners of the Niudao.

And the reason they made such a decision was because they had the confidence to kill Zheng Ming in one fell swoop.

Zheng Ming has strange magical powers, Zheng Ming's sword skills are powerful, and Zheng Ming has some methods to suffocate in his hands.

All of this is nothing in the eyes of the three ancestors of the Shenshui Palace. They have extraordinary confidence in themselves and the sect-sect formation handed down from the Shenshui Palace.

Although there will be certain damage in the process of killing Zheng Ming, what is this compared to praising the son of destiny?

The son of destiny, who is the destiny of destiny, will break through the shackles and soar into the sky. Their old guys will die in their lives, so naturally they will have to bet.

However, Zheng Ming dared to step in the pressure of 100,000 people. None of the warriors distributed on the first defense line dared to take action.

This situation has already shocked the three old men. Although they have been promoted to the Dharma Body Realm for a long time, they cannot stand firm and become a car when facing ten thousand leaping realms and even mixed with the existence of the Divine Realm.

But Zheng Ming did it!

If the first feeling that Zheng Ming, who came stepping forward, gave them shock, then the next killing of Yan Yangzi made them feel fearful.

Yan Yangzi and the others knew him, he was an old monster in the same age as them. Everyone used secret techniques to suppress themselves and lived to this day with difficulty.

Originally, because of the different practices of their Shenshui Palace and Liehuo Sect, they often have hostility, but now Yan Yangzi's death makes them feel sad for the death of the rabbit and the fox.

As for the nine big blood shadows, they felt even more worried about Zheng Ming. In their hearts, if it weren't for the son of destiny, it would be too important for them, and they would never offend Zheng Ming.

Now, they are bows on the strings and have to be fired!

The soft water was pale and gloomy. The three old men sat cross-legged in the eyes of the formation, urging the Mingbao in their hands.

These three inscription treasures, one banner, one bowl, and one picture. Each inscription treasure has not reached the level of a magical artifact, but when the three inscription treasures gather, they can stir up endless wind and waves. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!