Accompanied by the cold words, Wuming's body instantly surged with an icy murderous aura, like an ancient evil spirit reappearing in the sky. The bloody aura was overwhelming, like endless creatures struggling and wailing.

At this moment, the nameless murderous intention was astonishing, and the evil spirit lingering around his body was almost thick and solid. He didn't know how many creatures he had killed before it condensed into such a terrifying evil spirit.

"Keng!"

The sound of metal trembled, and the light shone brightly in Wuming's hand, and a peerless weapon appeared vaguely, with a terrifying evil energy lingering on it, making everyone tremble in fear.

This is a large halberd that is completely condensed from evil spirits. It is completely black and has a terrifying black light, as if it is surrounded by the wails of thousands of souls in pain.

"kill!"

Wuming swung the black halberd and struck forward. In an instant, a black wave surged into the sky. It was a destructive energy, like the emergence of a fierce god dormant in hell.

The whole world was chopped into pieces at once, like a tattered picture scroll rattling in the strong wind. This vicious halberd was indestructible and invincible.

This is not like a weapon at all, but rather like a black world, as if the world is colliding, and the boundless void is collapsing, as if it is destroying the world.

"when!"

In a hurry, Jin Lian hurriedly controlled hundreds of puppets to perform a combined attack formation and faced Wuming.

In an instant, a hundred-foot-tall giant puppet appeared. The giant sword in his hand flew across the sky to block the invasion of the peerless soldiers. They collided with each other and made a clanging sound. Sparks flew everywhere, like fire, instantly rising up and igniting the surrounding void.

The blow suddenly stopped, followed by a violent storm of attacks. Wuming had a sneer on his lips, and he kept swinging the big halberd in his hand to slash downwards. This was not just a simple slash, it contained the power of the law, it was very special.

of terror.

The euphorbia turned into a black demonic dragon, as huge as a mountain. When it fell, even the void was crushed.

This is a fierce weapon condensed from endless evil energy. It can show endless fierce power. Wuming also used special means to inject the soul of the Void War Halberd into it, making the power of this big halberd even more terrifying.

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The Void War Halberd is one of the nine semi-immortal-level weapons. In the name of the void, it can easily mobilize the laws of space, and it is extremely sharp.

Although at this time, the soldier soul Xiao Wu was beaten into the halberd condensed by Wuming's evil spirit and could not fully exert the power of the void halberd, it was by no means comparable to ordinary holy warriors.

"Kill, kill a blood-stained sky, create a longed-for dawn, remove the Zhenwu Sect from this world, and punish the traitors!" Wuming shouted, his voice shocking the world.

He opened and closed, even in the face of the joint attack of hundreds of puppets, he was still extremely powerful, with his black hair flying wildly, and the halberd in his hand slashing horizontally, as if the ancient demon god was reborn, possessing the terrifying power to change the world.

"Bang!"

Another halberd fell, and the puppet giant, which was more than a hundred feet tall, was actually hit by Wuming and flew away. A large area of ​​cracks appeared on the body of a hundred feet tall, one after another, criss-crossing, which was shocking.

Seeing how brave he was, people from all the major sects in the Immortal Plane also had their blood boiling up. They were all like chicken blood. No one could stop him wherever he passed. It was like entering an uninhabited land. I don't know.

How many people from Zhenwu Sect died unexpectedly.

This is a shocking scene. Everyone in the Immortal Plane is full of fighting spirit, either waving the sword in their hand, swinging the long stick in their hand, or splitting the sky with the long sword, which is extremely destructive.

Shockingly, blood splashed everywhere, and each puppet fell to the ground, unstoppable.

"Kill all these rebellious people from Zhenwu Sect. The dignity of immortality cannot be bullied."

"When friends come, there will be fine wine; when enemies come, there will be swords and guns. As monks, why should we be afraid of a fight?"

"Kill, kill to create a bright future, kill, kill to create a glorious future!"

People from all the major sects made their voices heard one after another. Each voice was the cry of tens of thousands of people. The voice was so loud that it seemed as if the heaven and earth were about to be overturned.

This was destined to be a bloody day, accompanied by torrential rain, which has not stopped even now. There were shouts of killing everywhere in Zhenwu Sect, and there were swords and swords everywhere. People from both sides started a huge melee like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Blood was splashing, corpses were falling, it was extremely tragic. Although Wuming was fighting alone, he was still unstoppable. He rushed to the front alone, and the big halberd in his hand seemed to have the power to destroy the world.

The art of condensing evil energy into soldiers is the latest ability he has learned. It comes from Baihu Feixuan. It can be regarded as a relatively obscure secret method.

However, this technique is a secret technique that can grow infinitely. As long as the caster has enough evil energy, the soldiers that can be condensed will be more powerful.

This is naturally a unique blessing for Wuming. For some inexplicable reason, the evil aura created by his killings in the previous life is actually hidden under his immortal will. Even though he has changed his body now, it still remains.

After a long period of speculation, he had already mastered the essence of the art of condensing evil energy into combat weapons. The combat soldiers that could be condensed were naturally extraordinary and extremely terrifying.

With the help of the ferocious power of the euphorbia, Wuming and the puppet giant kept shaking hard, opening and closing, and the demonic intention was astonishing, just like the will of the Demon Ancestor had awakened, so that his body was filled with a frightening aura.

"Open it for me!"

Wuming's eyes stood upright, and the vicious halberd in his hand instantly enlarged to the size of a thousand feet. The sharp blade of the halberd shone in the sky like a cold moon, and then it fell down, actually cutting off one of the puppet giant's arms.

In an instant, the puppet giant collapsed and disintegrated, and could no longer operate the combined attack formation perfectly. Taking this opportunity, Wuming rushed over like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

The vicious halberd in his hand was flying up and down, like a Shura God of Killing. Every time the halberd fell, three or five puppets would fall to the ground.

Due to the unfavorable battle situation, none of the hundreds of puppets sent by Jin Lian had high levels of cultivation, and almost all of them were in the same realm as Wuming.

This is what makes Wuming so brave. Otherwise, if there is a person who has reached the advanced level of the God Transformation Realm, or even the Shattering Void Realm, Wuming will not kill the puppets like he is chopping melons and vegetables now.

At this moment, accompanied by the big halberd flying up and down, Wuming seemed to have turned into a monster. Snakes slithered and cranes struck, tigers jumped and antelopes leaped. His every movement became very strange, sometimes like an old snake, sometimes like an old snake.

A violent ape sometimes looks like a crane, and then looks like an antelope. There is no trace of it. But if every blow can hit the enemy, it is extremely terrifying.

Because every move he makes seems to be in line with the laws of heaven, and contains terrifying killing techniques secretly.

In the blink of an eye, a quarter of an hour passed, but Wuming's rapidly flashing figure stopped. The puppets that were trying to stop him all fell down without exception, and no one survived.

This made everyone who saw this scene feel incredible and were greatly shocked in their hearts. They all felt that Wuming was very strong, but they never thought that he would be so strong. He was simply a monster and non-human.

"Jin Lian, why don't you come and die? These puppets alone can't stop me." Wuming approached Jin Lian, his steps were firm and powerful in the void, like the overlord of heaven and earth on patrol, with an unparalleled majesty.

"I didn't expect that you learned the legendary Beast King Fist at such a young age. I really underestimate you. But I'm not that easy to kill. Beast slave, kill him for me!" Seeing Wuming's unstoppable attitude

Jin Lian was shocked and angry at the sight. Along with his commanding words, a figure shot towards Wuming. It turned out to be an old man with a basic level of cultivation in the Shattering Void Realm.

However, this old man is very unusual. He looks like a human being with long sleeves fluttering, but he is not a human being at all, but a half-life puppet.

The so-called half-life puppet means that his soul is a human soul, but his body is not. It is like what people often say about reviving a dead body, which is indescribably weird.

At this moment, the beast slave came to kill him, and the pressure of the Shattered Void Realm swept through the turmoil, and even the falling force of the rain was about to be frozen.

Moreover, to Wuming's surprise, this beast slave actually mastered the same combat skills as him, the same Beast King Fist. His whole figure was mysterious and difficult to detect.

It can be said that if Wuming hadn't also practiced Beast King Fist, he probably wouldn't have been able to defend against the opponent's fierce attack, because the opponent's attainments in Beast King Fist were not lower than his, and his cultivation level was also higher than his, which attracted a lot of attention.

Everyone here was secretly sweating for Wuming.

"Bang bang bang..."

The sound of collisions continued, and Wuming did not resort to the evil weapons this time, but chose to fight physically.

Although there is a saying in the world that an inch is long and an inch is strong, but because the opponent's speed is too fast, if he still uses soldiers to fight the enemy, he is afraid that he will soon be at a disadvantage.

Because the opponent didn't give him a chance to use his soldiers at all, he used his speed to the extreme as soon as he came over. Like a flash of lightning, he directly arrived in front of Wuming.

of constraints.

The Beast Slave is very powerful, and its power is unparalleled. This makes Wuming even more frightened when he fights with it. Moreover, when he understands the opponent, the opponent also understands him. If he wants to defeat the enemy with the Beast King Fist, it is simply impossible.

Practical.

"boom!"

Nine days of thunder and lightning came in an instant, and Wuming used the Thunderbolt Fist. Although it was just the most ordinary mortal combat skill, it was turned into something magical by him at this time, showing a shocking power.

Along with the electric light rising from his fist, there was a bolt of lightning falling down from the sky, like a waterfall falling from the sky, and was attracted by him.
Chapter completed!