The scene was extremely quiet, without the sound of wind, only the smell of blood that lasted for a long time still touched the heartstrings of people.
The man still maintained the posture of slashing out that palm, but Long Wenmu stopped moving after he pounced on him.
The three waiting and watching Tianmo Masters were slowly flying over. Looking at the person who was lying on the ground, they were in a mixed mood.
"We thought there was no need to take action." The old man said a little apologetically, saying that he was telling the man.
The man's cultivation is higher than theirs, so after the man takes action, he is sure to take it down. In other words, there is no chance for them to take action.
But just now everyone saw that Long Wenmu used his last trump card to win him the opportunity to escape in an instant. If he hadn't been paused at the last moment, he might have escaped successfully again.
All three of them avoided the man's eyes. After all, if they chose to take action, they should be foolproof in the end and would not make such a mistake...
The man's eyes were very serious, and there was a hint of wavering in the seriousness.
He reached out and touched the bloody marks on his face, and gently tugged his tongue.
He fired a demonic force to tie up the unconscious Long Wenmu because he knew how strong this kid's body was.
He had actually come earlier. When Long Wenmu was entangled with others, he had already seen Long Wenmu's performance. He just wanted to observe this person more and did not show up immediately.
Of course, Long Wenmu's own cultivation is too low, so he naturally cannot detect his existence.
"How many deaths did the Earth Demon Master die?" the man asked.
The other three Heavenly Demon Masters, look at me, let me see you. Finally, the man holding the sword spoke: "Eight died behind him, and I'm afraid there would be..."
The man nodded and asked again: "How many times has the Heavenly Demon Master died?"
This time I waited for a long time but no one answered because no one had the face to answer this question.
One died, this is the answer. But... one of the demon masters died.
In order to hunt down a great demon master, several Heavenly Demon Masters were seriously injured and one even died.
For these arrogant and arrogant Tianmo masters, there is nothing more shameful than admitting this result.
They practiced for a lifetime, but in the end they could not deal with a person whose cultivation was far less than theirs. Who would have admitted such a thing?
"He is a little different." The woman tried to explain, but was immediately stopped by the man holding the sword.
"Don't say it again." The man holding the sword raised his head slightly, his eyes closed helplessly, and he did not want to mention a word again.
The man with the highest cultivation level touched the tingling blood mark on his face, and his expression changed a little. He did not blame him, but he was a little confused. After a while, he shook his head and dispelled his distracting thoughts: "Let's go, the purpose has been achieved."
He raised his hand and took Long Wenmu up from the air.
When they came, they were full of energy, but when they left, they were all melancholy. Four streams of light rose from the ground and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
...
A mighty battle came to an end.
At the same time, somewhere else in the ruins, another fierce "battle" is taking place.
In a narrow barrier, the storm here is far better than the battlefield where Long Wenmu and others were before. However, the battle here is a bit different, not because of the coming and going between the two sides, but because of the unilateral "crushing".
The barrier is about half a mile and is formed by a powerful force.
Even if there are endless powerful moves burst out one after another, the fluctuations cannot be transmitted to the outside world.
There is a huge formation in the center of the barrier, and the chains in the formation are binding someone, making him unable to move.
Three figures were flying next to him, and powerful and inexplicable attacks fell on the man, each of which was shaking the sky and the earth.
This is just a one-sided battle, with only one side taking action, and the ultimate killer move.
These attacks fell on the man in the center, exploding large patches of blood.
The ground was already scarlet. If anyone who didn't know the information saw it, he might mistakenly think that a large-scale battle had occurred here.
A round of offensive gradually subsided, and three figures separated the three sides.
In the center of the formation, Bai Lang sat cross-legged, and chains tied him tightly. He did not have any intact skin on his body, and some places opened big holes, revealing the thick white bones and organs. In fact, if any normal person had suffered such injuries, he should have gone to the Hall of Hell to report.
The offensive stopped, Bai Lang slowly opened his blood-stained eyes and asked, "Is it over?"
His tone was casual, more like asking, "You're awake."
The other three people all had anger on their faces, but they were helpless.
It has been two days since they trapped Bai Lang. In the past two days, they tried all kinds of means just to kill Bai Lang, but in the end... they failed to do it.
Netherworld, this is the name of a certain heavenly demon in the past.
It is rumored that the Heavenly Demon Netherworld exists outside the concepts of life and death, and Bai Lang, who obtained the Netherworld Source Stone, has the title of "Immortal Body".
For two whole days, even if he was beheaded, he could not be completely killed.
Bai Lang's heavy injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. After three breaths, there were no scars.
"The Netherworld Source Stone is really something beyond people's imagination." Gu He stroked his beard and sighed deeply.
Bai Lang is immortal. He used to only hear about it, but he did not see it with his own eyes until today.
In the past, Gu He always thought that "Immortal Body" was just a metaphor. After all, no one has ever forced Bai Lang to that point. Now it seems that he or she is really underestimating this Netherworld Source Stone.
He had a long sword in his hand, but even the blade had been rolled up.
Anyway, it wasn't the first one to use it, so he threw it away.
"Suddenly turning against you, Gu He, always likes to do unexpected things, you and I are just half a dozen." Bai Lang spoke with a bit of irony, and he spoke very lightly, like a ok-all-odd person.
Two days ago, Gu He suddenly came to search for him. Bai Lang thought he had hit the secret technique of the heart lock, but he specially helped him unlock it. Unexpectedly, the secret technique of the heart lock was just a disguise and was eventually attacked by the opponent.
"It's over here, why are you talking about these things?" Gu He's voice was a little hoarse and he didn't care.
He used to be from Yunxuan Kingdom, but now he is convinced by the Black Dragon Palace. He is either accused, or is willing.
Bai Lang curled the corners of his mouth. He said this not to blame: "If you don't turn against the Black Dragon Palace, it doesn't have much to do with me. Not to mention you, even the two people beside you have become people from the Black Dragon Palace now?"
Gu He took action against Bai Lang, and two others helped him. These two people were famous in the country of Yang in the past.
The top empires are basically top-notch.
Such strong people, perhaps one or two, or two or three, are the most powerful combat powers in each empire.
In the past, there were also three top-grade heavenly demon masters in the Kingdom of Deyang. Their status in the Kingdom of Deyang was equivalent to Bai Lang's status in the Kingdom of Yunxuan.
The two people in front of me are the two people in the top grade.
The two of them each held their own swords, one of them was dressed in a scholar and had an extremely ordinary face. No one could recognize him in the crowd. His name was Du Chi, and he ranked second in the list of powerful people from the Yang Kingdom.
The other man was an old man in gorgeous palace outfits, with long black and white hair neatly combed behind his head. This man had a serious face and was named Liaoyuan. In the past, he was the most powerful man in the country of Yang.
Since the Black Dragon Palace occupied the Kingdom of Chaoyang, these people have never appeared again. Bai Lang used to think that they had been poisoned by the Black Dragon Palace, but now it seems that this is not the case.
They stood on the side of the Gu River, which could already explain many problems. Perhaps they had been rebelled earlier. The great country of Out of Yang Kingdom was eventually eroded by the Black Dragon Palace and became the nest of the Black Dragon Palace. These two gang villages are probably indispensable here.
"Why don't you see Xingge? I remember you were called the Three Heroes of the Rainyama in the past." Bai Lang asked with a smile. He was ragged and had blood stains, and he smiled indecently.
Liao Yuan laughed: "In this world, those who know the current affairs are heroes. As for some pedantic people, they will end up with their own consequences."
"For example?" Bai Lang asked.
"For example, the cultivation level was abolished, and after cutting off the limbs, they were skinned and died."
Bai Lang sighed regretfully: "What a pity, I have some friendship with him."
"What a pity? It won't take long, so will you." Liao Yuan said.
Gu He was strengthening the formation, and the spirit stones were arranged one by one, and the formation was strengthened again. Several chains flew out and pierced through Bai Lang's body.
At this moment, nearly a hundred chains were piercing through Bai Lang's body.
In order to capture Bai Lang, the formation master of the Black Dragon Palace specially deduced this "Hundred Chain Trap Buddha Formation". After all, it is impossible to trap Bai Lang, who is known as the "No. 1 person in Yunxuan".
This formation is powerful, but it consumes a lot, fortunately they are well prepared.
Bai Lang vomited a few mouthfuls of blood in exaggeratedly.
He looks like he is about to die. But everyone knows that just by this, he can't be killed.
Bai Lang chanted softly and raised his head, his eyes wide and profound.
Suddenly, he was helpless and murmured: "The Tianyue Kingdom is so shameless to bully the few... Alas, I was still caught, and I thought that the brat could escape. Forget it, I can't die anyway..."
"Bai Lang, what are you muttering!" Du Chi drank.
He found Bai Lang very strange. When this guy was attacked by him and others, he would always talk to himself from time to time.
Sometimes I say something like "I deserve to be taught..." and then I say something like "Demonization is not used like this..." What else is "beating him, what's the use of running..."
In short, just say something that others don't understand.
Bai Lang looked down at him chatting: "Oh, don't worry about me, you're all busy with yours."
After saying that, he continued to stare at the sky.
Including Gu River, three Tianmo Masters were so angry that their heads were emitting blue veins.
What I don't like most about Bai Lang is that he is obviously a prisoner and dares to pretend to be extremely bored.
How big is this person's nerves?
Du Chi hit a demonic force and pierced Bai Lang's chest.
Bai Lang sprayed blood in an exaggerated manner, hummed twice, and then looked at it, even the scars on his chest had disappeared.
Although this is not the first time he has seen such terrifying recovery, the top-grade Tianmo Master named Du Chi can't help but his eyelids twitch.