"Big Sky Magic!"
Facing the rushing Lei Yigong, Liu Wuxie used the magic of the sky.
A horrified demon god slowly appeared and punched down, knocking Lei Yigong away.
"Liu Wuxie, you actually practice the devil's way!"
Lei Yigong was extremely angry and roared.
The Demon God held a magic wand and struck Lei Yigong on the head hard.
After getting rid of Lei Yigong's entanglement, Liu Wuxie specifically targeted those in the ordinary Immortal Emperor realm.
"Breaking the sky!"
The blood-drinking knife slashed down the three low-level Immortal Emperors of the Chen family who rushed toward him, and their bodies exploded into a ball of blood.
The scene was extremely terrifying, and the sky was filled with a strong smell of blood.
Heizi and several Immortal Emperors were fighting inextricably.
The Great Darkness Technique lasted for a cup of tea. During this period, Liu Wuxie killed more than 300 people.
The ground was littered with corpses, and the monks who fled to the outside were trembling with fear. They could not accept this result.
"Devil, he is a complete devil."
Many people yelled and cursed, thinking that Liu Wuxie was more terrifying than the demons.
Liu Wuxie was indifferent to the clamor around him, and his eyes were fixed on Lei Yigong and the master of Blood Mist Temple.
The two of them were so difficult to deal with that they almost hurt themselves.
"Elder Lei, Master Xue Yun, it all depends on you."
Yu Zhu knew that he was no match for Liu Wuxie, so he said to Lei Yigong and Master Xue Yun.
The battle fell into a brief lull, and the biting cold wind surged towards Hongwei Mountain from all directions.
"Holy girl, do we want to take action?" Luo Hu stood beside the holy girl outside Hongwei Mountain and whispered.
The two old men standing aside watched them fight quietly with expressionless faces.
"Two elders, what do you think?"
Qing Muling said nothing and asked the two old men beside him.
The strange thing is that these two old men are not from the Rakshasa tribe. They are real human beings. How could they be involved with the Rakshasa tribe?
"Wait and see!"
The old man on the left spoke.
He wanted to know more about Liu Wuxie.
The battle started again, this time even more intense. Lei Yigong and Master Xue Yun attacked from both sides, leaving Liu Wuxie no chance.
"Huan Zhen Divine Thunder Slash!"
"Blue Blood Trapped Dragon Sword!"
The two of them took action together, using their strongest means.
These two magical arts are their famous stunts, and they are absolutely powerful.
Especially the Huan Zhen Divine Thunder Slash, the moment it was sacrificed, the sky was filled with divine thunder, completely covering Liu Wuxie's body.
Master Xue Yun's Blue Blood Trapped Dragon Sword should not be underestimated. The ten thousand feet long bloody sword slashed down towards Liu Wuxie in the air.
Facing the two great immortal arts, Liu Wuxie remained indifferent.
Raising the sky with one hand, this is the power of the Eternal Divine Fist.
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A faint power of curse spread all around.
Liu Wuxie keeps trying to integrate various immortal arts.
If the intangible substance of the power of the curse is integrated into the Eternal Divine Fist, can it bless the Eternal Divine Fist and enhance its abilities to a certain extent?
Mighty and mighty!
Endless fist power arrives from the sky.
The entire Hongwei Mountain has sunk dozens of meters.
If this continues, an area of ​​10,000 meters will soon be razed to the ground.
A large number of fairy beasts are coming here from the depths of the Origin Mountains, including the two unknown creatures that were discovered before.
They were attracted by the aura emanating from Heizi's body.
"Heaven and earth are eternal!"
"Curse all things!"
Liu Wuxie let out a long roar, and the eternal power, carrying the power of curse, swept across the sky and the earth.
In less than a moment, the entire Immortal Emperor's domain was spread by endless curse power.
"Why is my body starting to rot?"
The bodies of the cursed monks were decaying rapidly, and the scene was a horrific mess.
The monk who had not been cursed felt uncomfortable at the moment, feeling that something in his body was being restrained.
"Boom!"
Huan Zhen Divine Thunder Slash was knocked away by the Eternal Divine Fist.
The Immortal Emperor's seventh attack didn't even allow him to get close to Liu Wuxie.
An earth-shattering scene appeared. Endless ripples arrived from the endless void, forming a shock wave that rushed in all directions.
The Eight Treasures Pagoda shook violently, and many cracks appeared in the Immortal Emperor's domain.
"Let's run away!"
While the wound has not yet healed, a large number of masters are fleeing into the distance.
"I said, you are all going to die today!"
Liu Wuxie had no intention of letting anyone go.
The Eye of Time and Space was launched, and the monks who escaped were soon lost in the sky and were teleported back by the Gate of Time and Space.
The cracked gaps quickly merged.
"What's going on? Why am I back?"
The monks who escaped were on the verge of crying and stamped their feet angrily.
After finally escaping, he was teleported back again for no apparent reason.
After the Eternal Divine Fist knocked back Lei Yigong and Master Xue Yun, Liu Wuxie looked solemn.
The next battle will be even more difficult.
Chapter completed!