There were two explosions of "Bang" and "Bang", but two iron hammers were seen, turning into iron filings and scattering all over the sky. A golden halberd in Wu Chen's hand was pointed at the sky with a terrifying momentum.
"Supreme Halberd? You are from the Tianyi Tower."
Lei Mei narrowed her eyes, goosebumps instantly appeared on her back, and a drop of cold sweat fell unconsciously on her forehead.
Tianyi Tower is a transcendent force in the Three Realms. Even the Blood Demons do not have the capital to provoke Tianyi Tower. It is said that they have already left the Three Realms and opened up a Dan Realm on their own. Their strength is the pinnacle of the Eight Realms.
existence.
"Hey, he travels across the three realms and shakes up ghosts and gods. He is unruly and fights against the world. In this life, he lives with the waves. He wields a halberd and is proud of others. His fame is tiring, and there is no fight to fight."
Wu Chen sighed softly, whispered silently, turned around and walked towards the disciples of Kunlun Hall.
"Boy, don't leave! We haven't decided the winner yet!"
Shi Mei yelled and tried to bully her.
"You bastard! If you don't back down yet, we will lose this competition!"
Lei Mei shouted angrily and cursed at Shi Mei. It is true that the ignorant are fearless, but this is too fearless.
"Brother..."
Before Shi Mei finished speaking, Lei Mei glared hard at her and immediately stepped back with her head hanging down.
"Today we, the Four Charms of the Blood Palace, have offended many of us, please take your leave!"
Lei Mei said to Han Xiangnan, cupping her hands, and glanced at Wu Chen who was careless in the crowd and jumped away. Behind him, the three charms of fire, water, and stone followed closely, and they all jumped into the distance.
Bai Nishang in the crowd was about to stop shouting, but when he saw the nine huge stone pillars in front of him, they suddenly began to tremble violently. There was a loud "bang" sound, the stone pillars collapsed, and dust filled the sky. Wangu Xuanye and others were like leaves in the wind, and they were flying rapidly.
Float down.
The white light flashed, and Zhao Yuyou hurriedly mobilized the red-crowned crane to catch the nine people from Wangumen. Now that they were exhausted, how could they withstand the force of falling from such a high altitude.
Wangu Xuanye opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at the familiar faces around him. He felt a sense of sadness in his heart, thinking about how Wangumen's long-lasting foundation was once destroyed by the devil's hands. How could he be worthy of his ancestors?
Now, because of himself and others, the Demon-Sealing Monument fell into the hands of the Blood Demon. He was born to the Lord of the Night, and Wan Gumen became the sinner of the entire three realms.
"Nishang... I, the catastrophe of Wangu Sect, has passed... let all the disciples clean up and go back... to Wangu Mountain."
Wangu Xuanye turned his head and looked at the brothers of life and death who were still in a coma beside him. He burst into tears. It was destiny, how can we escape?
"Yes, Great Elder!"
Bai Nishang's eyes were red. Although Wangumen's elites were not lost this time, the five elders and four hall masters were all seriously injured. I am afraid that Wangumen will suffer a great loss from now on.
"You Wangu Sect actually used our Kunlun Palace as a refuge, good! Very good! Now the Demon Sealing Monument has been lost because of your elders and hall masters, and several disciples of our Kunlun Palace have been seriously injured. You are like this
Can’t wait to wipe your butt and leave?”
Just when everyone at Wangumen was about to stand up and leave, a harsh voice came from the crowd.
Zhao Yuyou frowned and looked around. Han Zheng squinted his eyes, looked straight at Bai Nishang, and said coldly: "I wonder what Senior Brother Han wants?"
Bai Nishang's cold eyes looked at Han Zheng's threatening gaze and suppressed the anger in her heart. She usually looked like a gentleman, but now she was adding insult to injury. Is this the style of Kunlun Palace!
"Hehe, Junior Sister Bai, please don't misunderstand me. Now the Wangu Sect has long existed in name only, and our Kunlun Palace is the leader of the seven sects. Why don't we help the Wangu Sect restore its former glory? What do you think, Junior Sister Bai?"
Han Zhengyi suddenly smiled and changed his aggressive attitude, which baffled many people who didn't know his intentions.
"Kunlun Palace is really willing to help?"
Bai Nishang asked suspiciously, Xiumei frowned slightly. She really didn't know what Han Zhengyi wanted, but she felt in her heart that there must be something fishy about this matter.
"Of course, it's just that we are unknown. I'm afraid some of the Supreme Elders in the palace will criticize me. Although my father is the head of Kunlun Palace, he still can't make the final decision on some things. Look at how powerful the Demon Flame is now. We
Everyone in each sect is in danger, if I, the Kunlun Palace, rush to help, it may bring disaster to ourselves."
Han Zheng let out a long sigh and spoke eloquently.
"Shushi Wuming? What on earth do you want to do!"
Bai Nishang scolded her coldly. With her ice-snow intelligence, she naturally understood Han Zhengyi's intention. Han Zhengyi usually had a bad intention towards her, but Kun did not have the opportunity to take action.
"Why are you so excited, Senior Sister Bai? Senior Brother, what I mean is, if we can marry Qin and Jin, wouldn't everything be easier? Then you will be the young mistress of Kunlun Palace, who will not buy your account?"
Han Zhengyi chuckled and took a few steps forward.
"Shameless!"
Just when Bai Nishang was about to have a fit, a disdainful scolding came from behind Zhao Yuyou. The voice was deep and deep, making everyone's hearts tremble. It was truly enlightening and deafening.
"Who is it! Don't you want to live anymore?"
Han Zheng's face turned cold when he heard this. Who in the Kunlun Palace dares not to buy his account!
With a "whoosh", a red shadow fell from the sky, and with a "bang" it plunged into the stone slab in front of Han Zheng. A red spear stood proudly, with countless lines on the gun body flowing with a faint brilliance.
The bright red gun spikes stand upside down, like blood splattering, giving people a strong visual impact. A unicorn ferocious beast lies between the gun head and the gun barrel, looking domineering.
"The journey of cultivating immortals is silent. I cry in the eight realms of killing gods. I float in the sky. I ask you if you dare to fight against me!"
With a domineering chant, an arrogant voice, and a fluttering white coat, a stern young man behind Zhao Yuyou stepped forward. Every step he took, the earth trembled. Even Han Xiangnan's heart suddenly trembled, and he took a step back unconsciously.
What's more, everyone else had expressions of horror on their faces. If this person could fight against the Blood Demon, no one here would doubt it.
"Murong Yundi...you...you..."
Han Zhengyi was hesitant and unable to say a word. Even Zhao Yuyou did not dare to provoke this evil god too much. He was like an ant in his hands.
"Fight? Or get out!"
A loud shout was like thunder, and blood slowly flowed from the ears of several Kunlun Temple disciples who were close to Murong Yundi. Their chests felt as if they had been hit by a giant hammer. Their faces instantly turned pale. They no longer hesitated and stepped back one after another.
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Han Zheng sat down on the ground with a frightened "Plop", his face turned pale, and he hurriedly got up and ran into the distance. No matter how shameless he was, it was nothing in the face of life and death! Even if his father was present, he was not completely sure that he could be saved.