Supreme Martial God Technique

He didn't say anything, but the terrifying aura suddenly surged out.

Boom!

The space trembled.

The violent space fluctuations instantly shook the entire space.

This was not just a simple space fluctuation, but the attack power that was swallowed up by Wu Yun and controlled by the swallowed martial soul, under the control of the cycle of life and death, attacked in the opposite direction.

This is a terrifying force that goes straight to the Saint.

How could Qi Lie and others below still withstand it?

If their second wave of attacks had been condensed, perhaps they could still achieve the collision of two forces and offset each other.

However, their second wave of attacks had just begun, and it was still far from condensation.

When the force controlled by the cycle of life and death, sweeping downwards, collided head-on with it.

Qi Lie and others were not spared and were all hit by the power wave.

The lighter ones vomited blood and were seriously injured.

The heavier ones had their internal organs shattered and were blasted out of the formation.

The formation dissipated on its own, and everyone in the formation was in chaos.

Qi Lie stroked his violently heaving chest, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at Wu Yun fiercely.

"You bastard, you turned the tables on me!"

"But, so what, I'll still kill you!"

Qi Lie supported his seriously injured body and prepared to attack again.

But how could the Way of Life and Death not see this?

Of course, he would not take the initiative to attack Qi Lie.

Now he had no ability to attack Qi Lie.

But he could save Wu Yun.

A force suddenly rolled up Wu Yun in the air, turning him into an energy ball, and rushed towards the barrier that blocked the outer perimeter of the treasure house.

Boom!

Wu Yun crashed into the barrier barrier.

He was not blown away, but went in directly!

People in the distance stared at this scene in a daze, unable to react for a long time.

Even Qi Lie and others were stunned in place, staring at Wu Yun rushing into the barrier, stunned.

Could it be that the barrier has lost its protective function?

Qi Lie was puzzled, and this was also the puzzlement of most people present.

Soon, Qi Lie grabbed a member of the Qilin tribe beside him and threw him towards the barrier.

Boom!

The barrier shook, and the terrifying recoil force directly shattered the Qilin tribe member, tearing him into blood foam and dying on the spot.

The way he died was exactly the same as the first Qilin tribe member.

Everyone took a breath and instantly withdrew their guesses. The protective effect of this barrier did not disappear.

As for how Wu Yun got in, it was already a mystery to them.

At this moment, no one moved.

Because no one was sure to break this barrier.

And Qi Lie and his few super saints who had the only chance to break the barrier were all injured. They had to heal their injuries before they had a chance to gather strength again and break through the barrier.

"Old men, heal your wounds quickly. That bastard is very strange. He has gone in, so we have to hurry in too!"

"If we can't get in, then wait here until he comes out and kill him. Then, any treasure he gets inside will still be ours!"

Qi Lie said loudly, but his tone was trembling. This was the consequence of being too seriously injured.

We must heal our wounds as soon as possible.

When he finished speaking, Qi Lie had already sat cross-legged, regulating his breath and healing his wounds.

The same was true for the other super saints.

As for the other people in the group of Qilin clan, some who could still move also sat cross-legged to heal their wounds. Those who were too seriously injured to move could only lie down and wait for their wounds to slowly recover.

At this moment, the scarred man hiding in the dark was already speechless with shock.

He witnessed everything about Wu Yun and watched Wu Yun enter the barrier.

It's hard to say what he felt in his heart.

Before this, like everyone else, he had thought countless times that Wu Yun was definitely dead.

But he didn't expect that there would be a miracle.

If there is only one difference, it is the mood.

Others are either jealous or angry, or at the very least, maliciously envious.

But the scarred man is different.

He is happy and relieved.

If you say envy, he certainly has it, but more of it is peace of mind.

At least, Wu Yun doesn't have to die.

In the treasure house, Wu Yun lies on the cold and dark stone floor, motionless, but at least he doesn't look like he's going to die.

The Way of Life and Death, suspended above him, is trying every way to heal him.

While healing, he muttered: "Stinky boy, you have to wake up quickly, I can't hold on for too long!"

"I was injured and you forcibly woke me up, and forced me to use my power to help you. Now I can't hold on any longer."

The Way of Life and Death did not exaggerate this point.

You can tell by looking at his state.

Flashing, appearing and disappearing from time to time, this is the state where he can hardly maintain his true form.

Fortunately, the terrifying attacking power did not enter Wu Yun's body. At the last moment, the situation was controlled by the awakened Creation God Bell, the Devouring Martial Soul.

Wu Yun's injuries at this moment were all caused by forcibly activating the Way of Life and Death.

Fortunately, it was not particularly serious.

With the Way of Life and Death, it is not a big problem to recover from the injury.

In addition, Wu Yun's own Immortal Saint Body has a super strong recovery ability.

The recovery speed should not be slow.

At this moment, Wu Yun's injuries are recovering visibly.

And the attacking power is still controlled by the Devouring Martial Soul, floating in the air.

Later, wait for Wu Yun to wake up and absorb it.

Although part of that attacking power was previously released by the Reincarnation of Life and Death to attack Qi Lie and others.

But still most of them stayed.

And if Wu Yun really wanted to absorb such a terrifying energy, he might be facing another life-and-death crisis. It all depends on how he chooses.