Looking at this scene, Patriarch Yuwen shouted angrily: "Chu Wuxiu! Even if you have become a God King, he is just a young man who has just entered the main God realm!"

"Kill!"

"Seal map!"

Patriarch Yuwen took a sudden step forward, and the majestic will of the God King wrapped in the mighty divine power rolled towards Lingyun.

The majestic roar resounded throughout the world, and Patriarch Yuwen suddenly raised his right palm. Between his palms, there was a scarlet divine power that shot into the blood-colored formation on the dome like an arrow, and then a dazzling blood-colored pattern was like a substance that blasted towards Lingyun.

Chu Wuxiu wrapped the voice of the God King in the will of the God and sent it to Lingyun's ears: "Junior brother, remember the position of the Nine Palaces!"

Lingyun closed his eyes and began to carve on the formation map with a sword as the voice in his heart sounded.

"The Heavenly Palace is divided into the shape of a well!"

"Qian Palace! Kan Palace! Gen Palace!"

"Zhen Palace! Central Palace! Xun Palace!"

"Li Palace! Kun Palace! Dui Palace!"

Ling Yun frowned slightly, pondered, and murmured: "Fourth Senior Brother, I know."

Chu Wuxiu said in a deep voice: "Okay! You stand in the Central Palace, I say you do!"

Ling Yun nodded: "Okay!"

Chu Wuxiu said: "Xun Palace and Kun Palace are shoulders."

"Buzz!"

Ling Yun closed his eyes tightly, and swung the Moon Sword in his hand, carrying his insignificant power of divine thoughts. The sword light poured out with divine thoughts and fell into the disappearing formation in the void. Suddenly, the sword light disappeared like a ghost, but then the whole formation burst out with a very terrifying fluctuation of the will of the God King.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Ling Yun was in the center palace, and behind him suddenly a huge black and white Tai Chi diagram floated out, with the Nine Palaces in it. In the Li Palace between Xun Palace and Kun Palace, a beam of black light suddenly bloomed and shot towards the blood-light seal on the sky.

The seemingly simple black light in the sky, without any fancy, but it contained the extremely vast will of the God King and the power of the array spirit of the Luoshu formation. In the eyes of everyone's fear, the attack of the ancestor Yu Wen was instantly shattered, and the blood spread in all directions like smoke, and then turned into dust all over the sky and slowly fell down.

"What's going on?"

"Chu Wuxiu became the God King in one day, why is the will of the God King so strong?"

"What is the origin of this formation?"

"..."

Countless people around took a deep breath.

Patriarch Yuwen's eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted: "This is impossible! Chu Wuxiu! Even if you become a God King in one day, the will of a God King will not be so strong!"

Liu Wuming said lightly: "Although my fourth son became a God King in one day, he has walked the path of God King twice!"

"What?"

Patriarch Yuwen's eyes suddenly froze.

The people around were stunned for a moment, and then burst into a shocking uproar.

"Walked the path of God King twice?"

"That means Chu Wuxiu's cultivation was also at the level of God King before it was abolished?"

"Then how terrible would the strength of the person who abolished his cultivation be?"

"..."

Then, Chu Wuxiu continued to transmit his voice: "Junior brother, Gen Palace and Qian Palace are feet; white in black, Kan Palace are shoes."

Ling Yun nodded: "Okay!"

Immediately, Ling Yun swung the Moon-covering Sword in his hand, and with the power of divine thoughts, he skillfully hit the three palaces behind him.

"Boom!"

The Luoshu formation suddenly erupted with a shocking God King will wave, the space trembled, the wind whistled, and under the power of the Luoshu formation and the black and white Tai Chi diagram behind it, raindrops fell wildly all over the sky.

Looking at this scene, the old ancestor Yuwen trembled with both hands and said in surprise: "This... is this a high-level God King realm?"

Everyone around heard this and felt their heads buzzing.

Chu Wuxiu is not just a simple elementary God King realm, but a high-level God King realm!

Ren Moxue, Ding Ming and others were even more pale, and everyone knew clearly in their hearts: this battle in Baoluzhou has been completely ended because of the strength of Chu Wuxiu in the high-level God King realm of Manyen Mountain.

Who in the whole Baoluzhou can resist the strength of the high-level God King realm?

Baoluzhou has completely changed!

Yuwen God Clan, Cangyuan Dao Sect, Taixu Mountain, Dongxuan League, Liuli Sword Gate, Xiao Kingdom and Yixian Wenqing Palace

They will all cease to exist!

Yuwen Hai lowered his head and sighed, his fists creaking, and murderous intent surged in the depths of his red eyes.

Yuan Daoxuan, Qiu Shuche and the others were the same.

But none of them could do anything but wait for death.

Yuwen Patriarch smiled bitterly and said, "Uncultivated scholar? Who in Baoluzhou dares to say that the uncultivated scholar Chu Wuxiu does not know how to cultivate?"

As soon as the voice fell, he closed his eyes and waited for the death to come.

"Bang Bang!"

The majestic roar suddenly resounded throughout the world, and the black and white Tai Chi diagram suspended behind Lingyun suddenly burst into a burst of white light, like a tsunami, flooding towards Yuwen Patriarch.

"Crack!"

The next moment, Yuwen Patriarch's body suddenly turned into blood foam.

The strong wind whistled, and the blood foam gradually dissipated.

In an instant, Yuwen Patriarch, who was in the middle-level God King realm, was completely annihilated!

The body died and the way disappeared!

At this moment, everyone around had lost their will to fight.

Yuwen Hai gritted his teeth, his eyes wide open, as if suppressing a volcano that was about to erupt.

Chu Wuxiu's voice came out: "Big Brother, I will continue reading."

Liu Wuming smiled and said: "Okay."

"Swish!"

Immediately, Liu Wuming waved his hand, and the Luoshu Nine Palaces and Eight Diagrams Formation disappeared instantly.

Lingyun jumped out and stood beside Liu Wuming.

Liu Wuming's eyes wandered around, and he named them one by one: "Yuwen Hai, Yuwen Nancheng, Yuwen Xilou, Yuwen Yi, Yuan Daoxuan, Qiu Shuche, Ren Moxue, Xiao Han, Xiao Jingchun, and Ding Ming stay, the others can leave!"

As soon as Liu Wuming finished speaking, the crowd around him dispersed instantly.

Now Manchen Mountain is not a place to stay for a long time, and escaping is the most important thing!

Liu Wuming looked at those who fled and ordered: "Remember! Now, except for Manchen Mountain, Kuchan Temple, Chenxi Fairy's Yixian Wenqing Palace, Xiao Zhantian's Xiao Kingdom, and Ning Huang's Yunmeng Divine Kingdom, all other forces in Baoluzhou no longer exist!"

"Understood!"

"Understood!"

"..."

Everyone promised, and then quickly flew away and soon disappeared in the distance.

The number of people dropped sharply, and the whole space was much quieter.

Only Yuwen Hai and others were left.

But they had no intention of fighting, and anything they did at this time would be in vain!

They lost, and they lost when Chu Wuxiu became the God King, and they lost miserably!

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from a distance: "The little guys performed well!"

Ye Changsheng and others suddenly looked up and looked at the horizon.

There was a graceful figure walking over there, and the smile on her face could be seen across the distant void.

Teacher Man Chenshan.

Yan Shuqing.

Wen Qingcheng shouted with a smile: "Teacher!"

She flew out and hugged the teacher tightly.

Yan Shuqing rubbed Wen Qingcheng's long black hair and smiled: "Qingcheng girl is beautiful again."

Ye Changsheng and others bowed slightly and said: "Teacher."

"..."

Yan Shuqing looked at them, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became brighter.

Liu Wuming said, "Teacher, I'll go get rid of these people first."

Yan Shuqing grabbed Liu Wuming's wrist, smiled and shook his head, saying, "Let your uncle do these things."

Then, old man Tianshu appeared in the sky with a tired body and walked slowly.

Liu Wuming and Lingyun and others clasped their fists and said, "Uncle!"

Yan Shuqing smiled and said, "Brother, thank you for your hard work."

Old man Tianshu said helplessly, "No, it's not hard."

After the voice fell, old man Tianshu turned into a stream of light and flew out, and returned after a few breaths.

At the same time, a bloody rain fell in the distance.

Yuwen Hai and others were all dead!

Today is a special day for the disciples of Manyen Mountain.

After the life-and-death battle, a reunion is ushered in.

A real reunion.

In the distant void, Xiao Zhantian said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid that only an existence like Manchen Mountain can withstand this catastrophe."

Emperor Ning said solemnly: "Yes, Manchen Mountain is worthy of being the holy land of Baoluzhou!"

After that, they clasped their fists in the direction of Manchen Mountain.

Chen Xi looked at the direction of Manchen Mountain from afar, and his admiration for Manchen Mountain became stronger.

They smiled at each other and said: "Forget it, today is a good day for Manchen Mountain to reunite, we will not disturb you, and visit you another day."

Everyone nodded: "That's right."

Emperor Ning said: "Everyone, goodbye!"

After that, Emperor Ning turned and left, and the huge crowd disappeared into the horizon.

Ning Fengyang and Ning Zhenzhen returned to the Yunmeng Divine Kingdom, but Jiang Kai did not follow them, but returned to Taixu Mountain alone.

He wanted to go see his teacher alone.

Xiao Zhantian took Xiao Yunyao back to Xiao State. Now that Xiao Han is dead, rebuilding a new Xiao State is the real business!

Master Wufa and others also returned to Kuchan Temple.

Only Chen Xi was left.

Ling Lan held Chen Xi's hand: "Teacher."

Ren Moxue was dead. Although she was wrong, she died because of Yixian Wenqing Palace. Ling Lan knew that the teacher was very sad.

Chen Xi forced a smile and said: "Ling Lan, the teacher is fine."

But Ling Lan clearly saw tears flashing in the teacher's clear eyes.

Chen Xi said: "Ling Lan, you stay in Manchen Mountain these days to accompany Ling Yun. As for Yixian Wenqing Palace, you don't have to worry. Come back whenever you want."

Ling Lan said with tears in his eyes: "Teacher, I will accompany you."

Chen Xi whispered: "Silly child, you stay and discuss with Ling Yun how to go in the future."

After that, Chen Xi left with the remaining disciples.

Ling Lan looked at Chen Xi's strong figure, and his heart ached.

...

Manchen Mountain.

The atmosphere was peaceful.

Ling Yun suddenly felt that Manchen Mountain seemed to be shrouded in a mysterious atmosphere.

What he didn't know was that he would understand in a few days that this feeling was a farewell.

The holy land Manchen Mountain would become the history of Baoluzhou.

In today's Baoluzhou, there is no reason for the disciples of Manchen Mountain to stay.

All of them had to leave and go to the place where Chu Wuxiu came from.

There was a deeper way there.

What's more, Chu Wuxiu's cultivation was abolished, and the disciples of Manchen Mountain had to get back this grudge!

In the past few days, everyone was deliberately avoiding the topic of farewell.

At lunch.

Suddenly, Yan Shuqing said, "Xiao Si, when are you going to go back to see?"

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