Awakening the Eternal Heaven-Swallowing Art

"Cry!"

Suddenly, the Silver Moon Sky Falcon came whistling.

Ling Yun looked at the Silver Moon Sky Falcon and said, "Yin Yue, send Bai Ling back to Loulan City, and tell the Seven Silver Guards not to come to Manchen Mountain to help. They can't influence the battle situation. If there is an accident in Loulan City, let them take my teacher and my mistress away from Baoluzhou. Do you understand?"

"Cry!"

The Silver Moon Sky Falcon let out a long cry, and then carried Bai Ling to Loulan City.

"Kill!"

Then, Ling Yun was bathed in the blazing flames, and his dark eyes were also flowing with flames. Holding the Shura Sword, the majestic and vast green sword light swept towards the crowd frantically, and the terrible divine power was mixed with the power of the fire spirit.

The sky-wide green sword light poured out like an endless flood, sweeping towards the crowd frantically.

Liu Wuming shouted in a busy schedule: "Junior brother!"

Ling Yun said: "Senior brother!"

Liu Wuming said: "This Moon-covering Sword is for you."

After saying that, Liu Wuming waved his hand, and a streak of light passed through the void.

Ling Yun took the Moon-covering Sword: "Thank you, Senior Brother!"

"Swish!"

At this moment, the disciples of Liuli Sword Sect looked at the green sword light that was like a flood, and swung their long swords fiercely, forming a dazzling sword formation. The Sword King Formation suddenly bloomed, and a black divine sword suddenly rose into the sky in the formation, and suddenly fell from the sky, swooping down towards Ling Yun.

Mu Baipang went to the crowd of Yuwen clan. He held the God-Slaying Sword, transformed into a domineering god of war, and regarded everyone as grass.

His figure was extremely flexible, with shadows under his feet, and he shuttled directly through the crowd. He waved the Zhushen Sword in his hand, and in his dark eyes, there was a god-like anger.

After a flash, Mu Baipang had already entered and exited the crowd seven times, and countless figures flew into the sky, blood arrows kept spitting out of his mouth, and soon he stopped breathing.

Mu Baipang roared: "Yuwen Hai, today I will make your Yuwen family have no descendants!"

"Swish!"

The next moment, the Zhushen Sword and those spears collided with each other, and the dragon roars suddenly broke apart. The majestic sound of sonic booms spread in all directions, and those spears began to retreat step by step, turning into dust and disappearing into the void.

Then, there was a loud bang, and the God-Slaying Sword in Mu Baipang's hand was fiercely imprinted on the chests of those people, and blood arrows flew out of their mouths. Mu Baipang stretched out his big hand and lifted it up instantly, then slammed it to the ground, stomped his feet hard, and his chest seemed to be sunken.

The dome seemed to have a big hole, and heavy rain fell down. The black clouds in the void occasionally heard deafening thunder, and the leaves between the mountains and forests could not withstand the blows and fell one after another.

After a long time.

Corpses were everywhere, and blood flowed like a river.

The whole space was filled with a pungent bloody smell.

The high-level figures of the Yuwen Divine Clan and Cangyuan Dao Sect had no time to take care of the rear, and could only watch their descendants being killed by Lingyun, Mu Baipang and others!

Yuwen Hai's face was ferocious, and he screamed: "Form a battle formation! Don't fight alone!"

If they continue to fight alone like this, I'm afraid that the younger generations of their sect will be killed!

"Form a battle formation!"

The Yuwen clan and others gathered together. They also realized that if they went up to fight Mu Baipang, they would simply seek death.

Now their wisest choice is to form a battle formation to hold back Mu Baipang and his men. When the battle between the Sea Emperor and the major clan leaders is over, Mu Baipang and his men will naturally be forced back or even killed.

In just a few breaths, the Yuwen clan formed a battle formation. Countless people in the formation were scattered in different directions, and they did not launch an attack on Mu Baipang, but waited quietly. Their goal was not to kill Mu Baipang, but to hold him back.

"Boom!"

Looking at the battle formation below, Mu Baipang snorted coldly, stomped his feet suddenly, and shot towards the battle formation below.

On Ling Yun's side, the people fighting with him were drowned by the overwhelming green sword light. Behind him was a golden crow with a huge sun. Endless fire spirit power rushed into the sword formation. All the people in the sword formation urged the sword intent around them to inject into the formation. The vast divine power flowed wildly. At the same time, they were surrounded by a layer of brilliant light shield to resist Ling Yun's crazy sword light attack.

After a few breaths, all kinds of formation diagrams were broken!

Ling Yun, Ling Lan, Lou Feng'er, Mu Baipang, Qiu Wan'er, Jiang Kai and others pushed their speed to the extreme and shuttled wildly among the crowd.

The blood mist poured out like a tsunami.

The people around were terrified and had no intention of fighting!

...

Soon after, the people of Yunmeng Divine Kingdom also arrived.

At the same time, Qin Peixuan.

However, they suffered a lot of impact because they were ambushed by the Dongxuan League.

Xiao Zhantian and Xiao Yunyao also arrived and soon joined the battle.

The scene became chaotic.

Corpses were everywhere, blood flowed like a river.

It was extremely tragic.

"Kill!"

"Power of Shura!"

At this moment, Ling Yun put his palms together, obviously gathering the power of the heavens. A terrifying fire lion condensed into substance behind Ling Yun. The next moment, he suddenly spread his palms, turned them into fists, and blasted fiercely into the void. The fire lion suddenly swooped down to the air below, roaring and roaring, as if to tear everything in front of it to pieces.

The majestic sonic boom resounded across the sky, and the entire space was as hot as if it was bathing in the bottom of magma deep in the volcano. Everyone felt their bodies burning and their minds trembled. They had long lost the will to fight and looked on in horror. The flaming lion swooped down from the void.

Many people close their eyes and wait desperately for death to come.

Looking at this scene, Ling Yun felt a little soft-hearted.

In fact, these people did not make any big mistakes, it was all because of Yu Wenhai's insistence!

If it were Ling Yun, he would choose to leave quietly.

This isn't a betrayal, it's just a choice.

The reason why we are so small is because we do not have enough strength to face the world.

Therefore, many times, we can only passively accept it, but cannot actively choose.

But at least you have the right to quit and give up.

The world of martial arts is so cruel!

Seeing the sect disciples who died tragically in the rear, even the cruel and ruthless Yu Wenhai couldn't bear it.

If this continues, I am afraid that their sect will have no successors.

Ding Ming ripped his throat and shouted: "Poseidon, fighting like this is not an option!"

Yuan Daoxuan muttered: "Sect Leader Ding is right!"

Yu Wenhai's dark pupils penetrated the void, staring straight at Liu Wuming, and said coldly: "Liu Wuming, do you think you have won at Manchenshan?"

Liu Wuming played with the rusty sword and said calmly: "At least that's what it seems. Even though the five of you can stop me, how long can you stop me? Moreover, Yuwen Nancheng, Yuwen Xilou and Qiu Shuche seem to have already No more divine power!"

Yuwenhai said ferociously: "I, the Yuwen clan, can stand on Baolu Continent for hundreds of years and become the leader of the three superpowers. Do you think I am not prepared at all?"

Liu Wuming's eyes narrowed slightly: "So?"

The entire void instantly became quiet, and the air seemed to freeze.

There was only the sound of muffled thunder and rain.

Everyone’s eyes turned to Yu Wenhai.

Does Neptune still have any backup plans?

Immediately, under the blazing gazes of everyone around him, Yu Wenhai bit the tip of his tongue with his teeth, and a drop of blood essence floated out.

"Buzz!"

The divine power wrapped up the essence and blood, and Yu Wenhai closed his eyes tightly.

After a long time, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the blood essence in his palms suddenly surged up, turning into a bloody formation in the void!

Yu Wenhai knelt down in the void and said respectfully: "Welcome ancestor!"

Looking at this scene, everyone present was shocked.

Could it be that Ancestor Yuwen is really still alive?

"Welcome to Patriarch Yuwen!"

"..."

Everyone in the Yuwen clan did not dare to hesitate at all, and even knelt down together with the Poseidon.

He looked at the bloody formation with pious eyes.

"Boom!"

In the bloody formation, black energy from nowhere swirled out, and the entire space became much darker. Countless people stared at this scene in a daze.

Black clouds rolled out from the sky, thunder resounded, the sky trembled, the space shattered, and a roaring sound came from the bloody formation filled with endless black mist.

Everyone's eyes narrowed slightly, and soon they saw a slender black shadow stepping out of the formation.

A hoarse voice came out faintly: "I didn't expect that a small dusty mountain could force me to show up!"

Countless people were frightened and even had the urge to faint.

The heart is beating wildly and the mind is trembling.

Ancestor Yuwen is really still alive!

And he has truly entered the realm of the God King!

Liu Wuming looked calm. Obviously, this was Yu Wenhai's real trump card for leading the alliance to attack Manchen Mountain!

But Yu Wenhai was wrong.

Manchenshan is not without its own checks and balances.

"Buzz!"

As the buzzing sound came out, the figure of Ancestor Yuwen quickly became clear.

His whole body was shrouded in black energy, and his pair of deep pupils were hidden in the darkness.

Ancestor Yuwen looked at Ye Changsheng, then at Liu Wuming, and then a hoarse laughter slowly spread out: "Ye Changsheng, the Medicine King, and Liu Wuming, the Sword God. The disciples of Manchen Mountain can stop a hundred with one, and their reputation is well-deserved. Yan Shuqing's She has really great vision, but it’s a pity that she’s not here now.”

Liu Wuming looked calm and said calmly: "Master said that she will not ask about Baoluzhou's affairs. You people are not worthy of Master!"

Yu Wenhai shouted angrily: "Liu Wuming, when death is imminent, you are still so arrogant!"

Patriarch Yuwen said with a smile: "Haha, Manchen Mountain is Manchen Mountain. Such integrity is really extraordinary."

"Boom!"

After the words fell, Ancestor Yuwen took a step forward, and the aura rushed out from his body.

Everyone around looked frightened.

The aura of the God King Realm!

Ancestor Yuwen smiled lightly and said: "Liu Wuming, no one in the entire Baolu Continent is your opponent. Even these people who are infinitely close to the God King Realm can't help you. However, after all, you are only at the peak of the Lord God. Compared with the God King Realm, you are still weak." Not even close!”

Liu Wuming smiled and said: "But have you ever thought about whether I, Liu Wuming, can fight the God King as the Lord God?"

Ancestor Yuwen smiled and said: "Indeed, the ordinary God King Realm is nothing to you, but who makes me the middle God King Realm!"

"Buzz!"

After the words fell, Ancestor Yuwen's aura suddenly shook.

The majestic aura suddenly exploded, exuding terrifying pressure.