This is true. Without worries, the shadow can be completely let go, and it is not too difficult to kill this creator.
Of course, the people brought by Song Qiao were also very fierce. The two rounds of impact would kill everyone except this pseudo-Three Tribulation master, which made the shadows and the creator in the battle secretly frightened. It can be seen that Song Qiao, who is not visible and does not show off, is not simple.
The group of people who came to Feng's family, especially the master who fought against Shadow, did not dream of the situation changing so quickly. They were sure to win, but now they have lost all their advantages. The masters of the pseudo-Three Tribulations have their own arrogance. Even masters of the tribulation realm are hard to compete in the secular world. Who would have thought that what seemed simple tasks would become more difficult than anything else, and they might even lose their lives.
Huh ~
Boom ~
Turning around and slapped it out, the creator of the world had the intention to retreat. He was not a fool. He had never seen Song Qiao, but he had heard of his name. He didn't understand why those decision makers allowed them to develop. Although they had never fought each other, it can be seen from Song Qiao's attitude and the strength of his subordinates that their strength is not simple.
A shadow is so difficult, and with a Song Qiao, the longer you stay here, the more unfavorable it is for you!
After shook the shadow, the creator wanted to escape from a distance. However, how could the shadow give him a chance? He swung twice and left more than a dozen afterimages on the spot. Suddenly, he rushed to the other party's side and turned into claws, sweeping towards the major artery of the neck.
Puff ~
Suddenly, a fountain of blood surged out, and the creator of the world covered his artery in panic. What's wrong with the master? It's still a normal human body. It's hard to have that kind of pervert like Mu Feng.
"If you want to kill me, you have to die!" The major artery was broken, and blood would flow in large quantities. It only takes a few minutes to make a person say goodbye to the world. The master of creation knew that it was difficult to survive, so he simply wanted to take a cushion regardless of life and death.
"Die together!"
Shadow dodged the attack and shook her head disdainfully, "There is no such opportunity!"
He approached and inserted one hand into the dantian of the creator, "I'm sorry, die!"
"Ah~" The master of Creation screamed in pain, his dantian was torn apart, everything was over, and it was impossible to turn himself into a bomb.
"Get out!"
With a rumbling sound, the shadow was shaken by a hundred meters. This was the last blow of the creator. Then he stood there on the spot. The power fluctuation slowly dissipated, and the blood soaked the clothes.
"You will not be proud for long, you will all...you will die!" With a clang, you finally fell to the ground.
The shadow took a deep breath and a severe pain came from his lower abdomen. When he looked down, he saw a deep wound with blood flowing, falling to the ground.
"He's dead."
"Yes, dead!"
"Haha, then... you're dead too." After laughing, Song Qiao suddenly took action, knocked the shadow away with one palm. The shadow that flew backwards suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, knelt on one knee on the ground, suddenly looked up at Song Qiao who was walking slowly, and said hatefully, "Song Qiao, you really have the ill intention!"
"No, no, no, this is not called hiding evil intentions, but a different starting point. You are not Mu Feng. He knows very well that the cooperation between me and him is only temporary."
"You!" Shadow covered the wound and forced herself to stand up, "What do you want to do?"
"What do you think I want to do?" Song Qiao said lightly.
After hesitating for a moment, Shadow's face suddenly changed, "So that's it, you want to blame Chuangshi."
"You are very smart, but smart people..." Suddenly, a cold light flashed in Song Qiao's eyes, and he suddenly rushed to the shadow, punching through his chest, "Smart people often die early."
"You...you..." Shadow tried to get up, but the power in her body passed by frantically, and finally collapsed on the ground, looking up at the dark sky, gasping for breath.
Inside the house.
Feng Bo's family was like a roller coaster ride. Song Qiao arrived with joy. It was obvious that he was here to help, but now it seems that this person is even more hateful than those who were killed just now.
"Dad, what should we do?" Feng Lin said worriedly.
"What do you think you should do? Escape?" Feng Bo smiled bitterly, "You can't escape!"
Song Qiao walked slowly to Shadow, gently raised her palm, a ball of dark blue force whirled, grinning, "Shadow, if you choose me, you will get something unimaginable. It's a pity that you chose the wrong person. Let's go well and don't give it away!"
Boom ~
The energy ball fell, and a big hole was blown up where the shadow was. Song Qiao left without looking back. A group of men in black were beside him and said in unison, "Master!"
"Catch it!"
“Yes, Lord!”
Feng Linlin's face was full of tears. Perhaps because she had been with Tang Xiaoxiao for a long time, she became more resolute, "Let me go, I will leave myself!"
Walking to Song Qiao, he looked at him coldly, "My brother will come back to save us!"
"I'm waiting for him, hoping he can come back!" Song Qiao smiled faintly.
In Qingnan City, the attack of the Knife Saint quickly ended the situation that had been in stalemate for four days. Although the founder died, many soldiers stationed in Qingnan City had sacrificed their lives.
"Master!" The King of Sword and King of Sword shouted at the same time.
"Yeah!" The Saint Saint and the Saint of Sword Nodded at the same time.
"Master, why are you here?" Dao Wang scratched his head with a smile.
Without waiting for the Saint Saint to speak, the Saint Saint said angrily, "If we don't come, you will die."
"This... Thank you, my master."
"Who is your master's wife, don't yell."
The King of Knife touched his nose helplessly and secretly looked at the King of Knife. The latter could only cough dryly, but the King of Swords laughed smirking. Compared to his master, he would have to suppress the King of Knife.
"Don't take it lightly, I guess someone will come!" Elder Bai came over and frowned, "It's not that easy for them to stop."
"Xiaobai, what do you think you should do?" Dao Sheng asked with a smile.
Elder Bai gritted his teeth and glared at the Saber Saint. The old man was really not worthy of face. He snorted, "Didn't you realize there is another group of people in this world?"
Upon hearing this, the Saint Saint and the Saint's faces became a little serious, but the Saint King and the two boys were full of doubts.
Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a clanging sound, and no less than twenty mysterious men with full armor and heavy swords emerged from the dark.
Seeing this, the three powerful sword saints were very alert, and Serena and Amaterasu's faces also changed.
What a weird atmosphere, who is this person?
"Who is coming?"
"Kill your people!" Under the armor, a man made a dull sound and followed a sword light and slashed over.
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The cultivation world has been in war for five days, and fighting can be seen everywhere. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a river of blood. The forces who surrendered to the Creation world have been clamoring to launch a comprehensive attack on those bloody forces. Of course, those forces who are unwilling to bow to the Creation world have also moved closer to the Ice Palace, and truly formed a situation of confrontation between the cliques.
The foundation of all the sects was exposed in an instant, allowing many talents to truly realize the power of the sects.
With the assistance of the two hundred masters trained by the mysterious man, the senior Creation Army combined the five major sect forces together, and the overall combat power was stronger than the union of the five forces in the Ice Palace.
In this situation, the Ice Palace side is becoming more and more worried. If it is the Shenjian Pavilion, Lieyang Sect, Demon Sect, Wandan Sect and Tiandao Organization alone, they still have the power to fight, but the other side has about two hundred more mid-level masters. The combat power of this group of people is amazing, and the fighting style and aura are very strange, so it is difficult for middle-aged people of the same level to find opponents.
"The opponent's attack is getting more and more fierce!" Bingyun showed a sad look.
Bing'er didn't say anything. In addition to worrying about the situation of the battle, she also had some concerns about Mu Feng. Ten days after the battle of the Xiao family, it was not certain whether she was a life or a death. She knew more about her man. If she had not encountered any trouble, she would have appeared long ago. If she had not appeared for a long time, she would have encountered big trouble or was seriously injured.
At the same time, Ye Tian and others brought the juniors of the Ice Palace and the Xiaoyao Holy Land. The people from the three major families have joined together. It is still unknown whether they can successfully reach the secular world.
"Bing'er?"
Turning his head to look at the elder, Bing'er sighed, "Maybe it's time for us to do it."
In the Xiaoyao Holy Land, besides the already dead Yin Zhengxiong, Xiaoyao Invincible has six brothers. The deaths of the large number of masters under them also made them feel difficult. At the level of the tribulation, Creation obviously has an advantage.
"Second brother, it's up to us to do something, we can't afford to lose." Xiaoyao Wudi never said such a serious word.
The second city lord glanced at the other four brothers, "Contact the Ice Palace and the three major families, no matter how you win or lose in this battle."
Somewhere in the world of cultivation.
The Lord lurked with a group of Westerners in the West, and the current situation made each of them smile on their faces.
"He is indeed powerful. Those two hundred people have very strong combat power!"
"The stronger the better for us!"
"When will we do it?"
"Wait one more day!"
Another place.
Lucifer threw the bodies of a group of people aside, and two other people passing by him were busy setting up a system for nuclear bombs.
"How long will it take?" Lucifer asked.
"One hour!"
Lucifer nodded and looked at the other directions, "Is your side going well?"
Ten days have passed!
Mu Feng in the ravine was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, but there was still no sign of waking up. Unlike before, the blood on his body had already dried up and scarred, and the pus blisters on his face disappeared. He was breathing evenly, no different from ordinary people.
Where is this?
Mu Feng stood in the void, looking around, and each place was twisted in waves, as if nothing was happening. He remembered that he had appeared in this place shortly after he recovered from his injuries, but he didn't understand what this place was. He didn't know how long he had been here, nor how long he searched, but he finally found nothing.
Why does it appear here?
Is this related to the final Chaos Realm in "Chaos Derivation Art"?
Then what is chaos?
Countless question marks lingered in Mu Feng's mind at the same time, until the void suddenly shone with light, and gradually some mysterious scenes appeared, slowly, as if he had found his direction...