Even now, Deputy General Wang still felt like he was in a dream. The rising star who was once a little talented and potential in his eyes suddenly reached a height that they could not understand.

At this time, Liu Yutao was different from all the cultivators that Deputy General Wang met. The momentum he exuded had some feeling of carrying the power of heaven and earth, which was breathtaking.

"In the main domain, Guixu Zhishi seems to be a saint. Is Liu Yutao a saint now?" Lao Du asked.

"Saint." Ying Wentian murmured to himself, "Saint is not a kind of cultivation, it is just a level of immortality in heaven. There should be a stronger existence above the saint, just..."

He asked the heavens and wanted to speak but stopped.

"Just what?" Lao Du asked afterwards.

"But that is no longer a world that we can reach." Ying Wentian said, and couldn't help but feel a hint of bitterness in his mouth.

Corresponding to Wentian, Guixu's entry into the saint is already the limit of Fuyu Domain. They also regard this as the limit of human cultivators and also know their own limits. For them, they have been staying in this realm for too long, but they don't even have the ability to detect a higher realm. If they want to break through, they don't have to think about it.

What determines the limit is talent.

Ying asked God knows that their upper limit has been determined by talent and cannot be changed by human power.

"Liu Yutao, what level has he reached?" Old Du was amazed.

"Maybe, he doesn't even know it myself." Ying Wentian also smiled bitterly, "He is the pioneer and walked ahead."

After Ying Wentian said this, the few people were speechless at the moment, quietly following Liu Yutao and heading towards the location where the Tianlang Army was stationed at the foot of the mountain.

What they discussed was also questionable in Liu Yutao's mind.

The terrifying improvement in strength did give Liu Yutao an extremely confident person, but it was like knowing the truth but not knowing why, and it always left a little regret in Liu Yutao's heart.

Liu Yutao knew that the pace of human cultivators' cultivation was far from the level he had reached now, but in this Fuyu Domain, it had reached its end.

No one in Fuyu Realm can understand his current situation.

It is a kind of loneliness to be high and low.

Liu Yutao sighed in his heart, but for him, now is not the time to pursue his own path of cultivation. He wants to establish a foundation, lay a good foundation for power, and then accept the secular world.

This is Liu Yutao's responsibility and an urgent task.

Fortunately, after having strong power, these things need to be handled are much simpler than before.

Taking care of the speed of the team behind, Liu Yutao's speed was not fast, but it didn't take long before he arrived outside the camp of the Tianlang Army.

The Tianlang Army had already received the news, arranged the formation, and formed their overall energy, combining them into a defensive formation that looked like steel and iron bones, protecting Wu Xudong and Yue Priest in the formation. There were also many poison cultivators wearing seven golden edges.

This lineup, placed in front of any internal forces in the Fuyu Domain, is enough to scare them to death.

"Liu Yutao, will you come so soon?" Priest Yue shouted from afar, "You regret it now and you still have time to fight with the Poison Cultivator. You will be the one who will be injured in the end. You can deal with the Tianlang Army, but can you deal with so many troops?"

At this time, in the position, the Flame Army first arranged out of the camp, and more than one hundred people came from the turbulent momentum. The same arrangement of the array showed a stronger attack power.

Following the Flame Army, many forces also poured out from the camp one after another, setting up formations, and the Yuan power formed groups, echoing each other, and the momentum was like a mountain oppressing.

Immediately, Ying Wentian and others' expressions changed slightly.

The Flying Tiger Army is powerful, but these armies are not mediocre. The Flame Army has already caught up with the seven armies. Although the armies of other small forces are slightly inferior, they are defeated by the terrifying number. The huge Yuan power is connected in pieces and the oppressive power is quite small.

These troops reacted quickly, as if they had known that Liu Yutao and the others were coming, and suddenly rushed out and blocked all angles where they could escape.

"Liu Yutao, this is the power of the poison cultivator in Fuyu Domain." Priest Yue smiled proudly, "Of course, the real strength of the poison cultivator is far more than that. There are two other teams of the seven armies who are still rushing over now."

"Liu Yutao, a person who knows the current affairs is a hero. You won't understand this sentence, right?" said Priest Yue, "You can resist the Tianlang Army, can you resist the Flame Army at the same time?"

Immediately, Ying Wentian and the others changed their faces and were on guard. However, Liu Yutao chuckled, wandered around with a cold look, and said lightly: "Prince Yue, is this your confidence? Not bad, it's pretty good."

As Liu Yutao said, his aura was rising, like surging waves, one wave was higher than the other, and faintly formed a balanced resistance with the Yuanli of the United Army.

Although Liu Yutao is no match for the United Army in terms of quantity, his quality is far superior to the other party. The condensed power blooms with a suffocating power, which gradually improves and also erodes the energy of the United Army step by step.

With just one person's strength, he is not inferior to the momentum.

Priest Yue's face gradually changed.

"You should ask the sky." Liu Yutao said lightly, "You will be responsible for dealing with the Tianlang Army later."

After saying that, Liu Yutao didn't wait for Ying Wentian to answer. He immediately grabbed the void with his five fingers, and his sharp nails were as hard as iron. He grabbed through the space, and countless turbulent spaces were leaping on his fingertips.

The Spear of the Shura God!

Twenty chakras were running wildly, and the bloody smell rushed to the sky. Instantly, the energy power emitted by Liu Yutao was stained with blood red, like blood mist in the sky.

In the blood mist, a spear that was red and black-red slowly poked out from the blood mist, and the power of destruction burst out from it.

Before Liu Yutao took action, the small forces approaching immediately became somewhat disintegrating and could not maintain the previous state of suppressing Liu Yutao. The soldiers all looked pale, as if the blood from their bodies had been drained.

"Wu Xudong, are you surrendering?" Liu Yutao's tone was plain, but with a strong penetration, as if it sounded in everyone's mind, "Unlock the formation, I can save you from dying."

"Hmph!" Wu Xudong snorted coldly, immediately slapped the storage bag and took out a huge shield, "Liu Yutao, you're too self-righteous."
Chapter completed!