At the same time, Yang Chen was rushing to Wuzong with Ma Chao. When he was still several kilometers away from Wuzong, he suddenly felt a palpitating aura.
"What happened?"
Yang Chen was suddenly startled, stepped on the accelerator, and stopped the car on the spot.
The next second, a scene that shocked him happened.
I saw the Martial God Spear breaking through the air and hovering over Wu Zong. Suddenly, the Martial God Spear transformed into an illusory old man in white.
Yang Chen's whole body trembled violently, his face turned extremely pale, and a terrifying anger filled his body.
"Seal of God!"
Yang Chen almost said this through gritted teeth.
Although he didn't know what happened, he knew very well that if Wu Zong hadn't been forced into a desperate situation, Eucommia would never have summoned the spirit of the God of War before he came.
Obviously, the illusory white shadow floating over Wuzong is none other than the legendary founder of Wuzong, the God of War!
A heart-stopping martial arts aura permeated the air from the spirit of the God of War.
It's not that the spirit of the Martial God was released deliberately, but that he was too strong, and he would release the domineering power of the Martial God with every move he made.
"No matter who it is, he must die!"
Yang Chen roared angrily, started the car, and drove Ma Chao towards Wu Zong like crazy.
Wuzong's God's Mark was originally used to suppress the power of the dragon veins in Ma Chao's body, but now, Wuzong's God's Mark is forced to use it. This also means that those who want to use the God's Mark to suppress the power of the dragon's veins in Ma Chao's body
Hope was dashed.
This is the only way Yang Chen can find at present, but it was ruined. One can imagine his anger at this time.
Within the Wuzong.
All the people from the Martial Sect were prostrate on the ground, and none of them even had the courage to raise their heads and look up at the spirit of the Martial God.
When the two guards of the Qi family saw the spirit of the God of War being summoned, they left the battle almost instantly and came to Qi Yingwei.
The only three remaining first-grade heavenly peak warriors from Liu Ruyan's camp also came to Liu Ruyan.
The entire Wuzong was filled with a terrifying power of heaven.
He Jun, Yi Feiyang, and Yin Tianjiao all surrounded Liu Ruyan with solemn expressions.
Qi Yingxue was trembling all over, and asked Qi Yingwei beside her: "Brother, this...is this, the legendary God of War?"
Qi Yingwei nodded with difficulty. The fear in his heart made him have the urge to turn around and run away, but he knew very well that in front of the spirit of the God of War, he was afraid that he would be killed by the opponent as soon as he turned around.
Just two warriors at the early stage of the second-grade Heaven Realm cannot possibly be the opponent of the Spirit of the Martial God.
You must know that the Martial God is the legendary ninth-level heavenly realm expert who stands on the top of the world. Even if the illusory white shadow in front of you is just a mark left by the Martial God, it is by no means a mere early stage of the second-level heavenly realm.
An existence that realm warriors can deal with.
Let alone the early stage of the second stage of heaven, even the most powerful person in the third stage of the peak realm of the ancient martial arts lower realm is probably not the enemy of the Spirit of the Martial God with one move.
"Unexpectedly, hundreds of years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the Wuzong I once founded has fallen into such a decline."
Just when everyone was panicking, the white figure in the void suddenly sighed and said, his words full of disappointment.
Eucommia ulmoides quickly said: "God of War, I disappoint you!"
The Spirit of the Martial God shook his head slightly, and then said: "Back then, I left a mark here to preserve the foundation of Wuzong. Since I have been summoned now, it is obvious that Wuzong has encountered a disaster."