A scrap collection station comes to mind

It's the same thing as a greedy snake.

Chen Muyu took a deep breath. The last time he saw it in Nanhua Cave was even more miserable.

After all, there are still tens of billions of gods and demons existing in this world.

After sighing for a moment, the group of people arrived at their destination, Donghua Mountain.

On the vast plains, mountains tower like sharp swords.

There is a cave at the foot of the mountain, which is Donghua Cave Heaven, the place where the remaining bodies of the Extreme Dao are sealed off.

The terrifying laws of the extreme are emanating from here, turning into shackles, sealing off the entire world, preventing the gods and demons in this world from being freed.

But just recently, the shackles of these laws have been loosened.

When Chen Muyu and the others arrived, there were already several figures wandering outside the barrier of Donghua Mountain.

I took a quick look and saw that there were exactly five people there, no more and no less.

The space trembled and swept across, knowing that many gods and demons fell at that moment. "You release Yang Lin and us, while Zuman restrains these seven people, let us retreat first and take out the remains of the Ji Dao."

"Everyone, can you say something bad if you have nothing to say?"

The Jida suppressed us in that realm at such a young age. We don’t hate the Jida deeply, so naturally we don’t have any bad feelings towards the Jida disciples.

I should have been depressed, but at that moment, for some reason, Chen Muyu turned out to be depressed.

Sure enough, when the seven of them heard that I was a disciple of the Jida, their expressions instantly turned evil.

…

The young man with blond hair and golden armor named Man Feng is the ancestor of the Jin Barbarian tribe.

Man Yao laughed again, "As for him, if he wants to take away the remaining body of the Jida, he should pass your level first."

"boom……"

The other seven of us also had intertwined momentum and were pressing directly towards that side.

Zuman's voice gradually became colder, and an orb appeared in his hand.

I don’t know when my mentality has gradually changed.

The woman in black robe looks quite young. She is Man Yao, the ancestor of the Tubar tribe.

Without any hesitation, he directly reported his origins.

But when those seven people joined forces, their combat power soared so much that Nan Ming estimated that if Chen Muyu's dozen or so weak people at the pinnacle of the quasi-jidao realm were added together, they might be barely able to fight.

Chen Muyu didn't mean anything either.

Chen Muyu only saw the orb in Zuman's hand glowing with dazzling light, and then, seven lines of small formations completely wrapped it. Xie Lanxin also knew what was happening outside.

"That……"

The five of them, without exception, are all experts at the pinnacle of the quasi-ultimate realm.

The old woman with white hair and a silver robe is Man Yu, the ancestor of the Water Barbarians.

The strong man with red hair like fire, named Manlie, is the ancestor of the Fire Barbarian tribe.

Zu Man had a regretful expression on his face, "Ling Qing is here today to resolve old grievances with you. Is it a relief for you to take away Master's remains?"

The blonde woman's hot gaze came over her, and her voice was as cold as iron.

After all, among those gods and demons, the identity of Jida disciples is very sensitive.

Although I am at a high level, I can still feel that when the seven ancestors of the barbarians formed a complete formation, their combat power soared. Even Nan Ming looked at it without any fear on his face.

From afar, Chen Muyu could feel the sound of the void cracking.

Manshu nodded, and the others also echoed, with undisguised murderous intent bursting out of his eyes.

Why, if I don’t have the confidence, or in other words, I don’t pay attention to those people at all.

Chen Muyu said calmly that the opportunity was rare after all, and immediately released the eight Yang Lin people from the world in his mind.

It seems that they are slowing down in deciding the winner, lest someone else take advantage of the remaining body of the Extreme Dao and get there first.

At this time, the seven ancestors of the barbarians didn't give me any time at all, and directly formed a small formation of seven lines.

Waves of energy were like domes of heaven and earth, quickly wrapping up the battlefield layer by layer.

Moreover, there is nothing left in Yang Lin's belly, so he cannot temporarily seal the remaining body of the extreme realm.

The plan has not been agreed upon long ago. It is most suitable for Xie Lan and the eight of us to take action. When Xie Lan discovered it, Chen Muyu was also implicated.

"Rumble..."

Faced with the encirclement of seven weak men of the same level, Zuman did not show any fear.

The explosion sounded like thunder, and the Hongmeng Seven Elements Formation seemed to have been broken by some arrogant force. There were slight cracks under the giant ball.

Manhuo turned pale and gritted his teeth, "It's bad. It's very bad. He has to leave when there is no way to heaven. If there is a door to hell, he will break through and retreat. Everyone, since the disciples of the Jida are looking for a door, we might as well let him go first." Are you arguing with that Ji Dao disciple’s bad theory because of your prejudice?”

The cracks under the giant ball spread slowly. Finally, it failed to hold on, and was blown to pieces by the terrifying power of the expansion.

"Friends from the barbarian tribe, I am Xie Lan, the fourth disciple of the Jidao Sect. Today I was ordered by my master to come here to retrieve the remains of my master. I would like to ask you to do this for your convenience."

Xie Lan obviously has no self-confidence. The source of that self-confidence is naturally given to me by Ji Dao.

Can I win?

Before the words were finished, the seven people had not dispersed, and with the momentum of seven lines, Zuman was surrounded in the middle.

"You originally wanted to talk to everyone, and the small family could be harmonious, and the matter could be solved. But thinking about it, you are so obsessed with enlightenment and insisting on taking action against Jielan. This Lingqing can only say that you are right. It’s up.”

At the same place, a huge energy ball was floating in the air. Chen Muyu could not detect how far the battle had gone.

Three men and two women.

Among them, the aura of the young man in golden armor was the sharpest, like a blade, forcing Chen Muyu and the others to stop before they could get close.

As for Chen Muyu, he had long been led away by Nan Ming to Zhi Shaoyuan.

Xie Lan's heart was no longer sluggish. The seven ancestors of the barbarians joined forces. Did they all think that it was the ancestor barbarians?

Chen Muyu used the system to scan and found that they were the ancestors of the five barbarian tribes in Hongmeng.

"Haha, a disciple of the Supreme Dao."

When Xie Lan saw this, he was not only afraid, but walked back calmly.

"Who is coming?"

Seeing that scene, Chen Muyu frowned slightly.

Perhaps both sides found out that there was no eighth force to withdraw, and the battle became more intense.

The battle between Zuman and the Seventh Ancestor of the Barbarians continues.

"As it should be."

The eight people said one word, and directly joined forces to break the seal of Donghua Mountain and retreat into the cave.

The existence of the residual body of the Extreme Realm has suppressed us for so few years. There is always a way to escape from that realm. As soon as the residual body of the Extreme Realm is taken away, the laws of suppression in that realm will naturally disappear quickly. By then, we will be free. .

Zuman knew this very well, but I still chose to report the history directly.

near.

Hui and Zuman were able to deal with those seven people. In this case, Chen Muyu had to re-evaluate Xie Lan's strength and change his attitude towards me.

The old man in green clothes with a long beard is the ancestor of the Muman tribe, Manshu.

"hehe."

Dazzling white light shines from the cracks, like a sharp sword, dividing the surrounding Hongmeng space.