Roar roar...

Flashes of heart-wrenching screams sounded in Longyu City, rolling like sound waves. Millions of people in the city roared at the same time, and the momentum was invincible.

Dongdong.

The dense and chaotic footsteps kept rushing towards the city lord's mansion, and everyone wanted to see Bai Mo's true face as soon as possible. Nothing could stop them, and the flow of people rushed in like a flood.

Hei Yinzhen's face turned gloomy.

Lan Zhanji was still fearless and murderous intent swept over.

Zu Weitian narrowed his eyes into thread, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Except for the three people, the rest of the three imperial courts looked a little panicked. Their ability to appear in Longyu City was based on their occupation of Longyu City and the loss of fighting spirit among the people in Longyu City.

Faced with the crazy impact of six million barbarian cultivators, they would never be able to withstand it.

They are not regular legions.

"Prince, it is not advisable to stay here for a long time."

"It is not suitable to stay for a long time?" Hei Yinzhen said with a sarcastic smile: "This is always the city of the Hei Imperial Court. If you can't stay here for a long time, what else can you go? Don't worry, this matter is not irreversible. Send me the Ninth Army to the entire army to set off Longyu City. Since this city dares to rebel, then razend the place to the ground."

"yes."

Hei Yinzhen has done a city massacre, he is now very determined to kill. As long as he can kill Bai Mo, not to mention destroying a dragon fish city, even if there are a few more, he will not frown.

The Crown Prince of the Bai family imperial court, this identity alone must die!

As long as Bai Mo dies, those loyalists in the Bai family imperial court will give up completely. Who else can provoke the majesty of the three imperial courts then?

Of course, if he could, Hei Yinzhen wanted to capture Bai Mo alive.

Those who get the white ink will get the Bai family treasure.

"Now you know who I am." Bai Mo said coldly.

"I didn't expect that the remnants of that year would survive. But it doesn't matter. Since we encountered it, you would definitely not be able to leave alive again. If you didn't kill you back then, you should live in a low-key manner. Since you want to die, I will fulfill you." Lan Zhanji said loudly.

"Rareless." Wu Mi shouted sternly.

"If you hadn't been there before the Emperor was gone, would you succeed? If you hadn't been in a weak period shortly after the young lady gave birth to the young master, would you have been defeated by you? A group of despicable villains, who dared to roar like this here and cause trouble, really don't know how to live or die. The young master, the old slave, asked for his orders to kill all of these people."

"Accurate." Bai Mo said in a deep voice.

"I was worried about being chased by countless powerful men from your three imperial courts back then. Although there were not many people with enough weight in the three imperial courts today, it would be good to treat you as an appetizer." Wu Mi said indifferently.

boom.

Wu Mi did not hide anything. The powerful cultivation level of the 8th level of the Divine Man was released on the spot. He urgently needed to vent his anger now.

After seventeen years of endurance, Wu Mi is eager for blood. He wants to use the blood of the group of people in front of him to wash away the shame of that year, and he wants to use the heads of these people to commemorate the generals of the Bai imperial court who died.

The powerful witch cultivator's power rose, unlike the witch cultivator's power, which was more mysterious and domineering. Wu Mi, who looked inconspicuous, now had a huge black light all over her body, releasing a breath of dead silence.

Wu Mi, who was originally as thin as a firewood, is now like a war god falling from the sky. As his eyes turned, countless black light shot out, and his right hand moved. The white bone scepter quietly appeared.

The entire white bone scepter was filled with black light, and one black and one white formed the strongest visual impact. Even if the sunlight shone, it could not offset the explosion of the black light.

"Soul-Devouring Scepter, White Bone Takes the Death."

Swish.

The White Bone Scepter, which condensed the strongest witch cultivator's power, swept away quickly while Wu Mi's feet rushed forward. Only countless shadows of the staff could be seen flashing in the air.

And whenever the shadow of a stick covers an area, no one in this area can escape.

No matter how they mobilize the power of the barbarian cultivator in their bodies, they will be smashed like paper, and even their souls cannot escape, and they will be swallowed up by the bone scepter.

The skull at the top of the Bone Scepter made a harsh sound like a ghost crying and wolf roar. The more you swallowed, the more excited you became, the more excited you became. The only thing that fell down was Wu Mi's cathartic roar.

"Young master, I want to do it too." Dasi walked out of the secret room, and a stream of cold and cold murderous intent rushed out like uncontrollably.

"Accurate." Bai Mo nodded.

Bai Mo knew the suffering Dasi had endured over the years, and knew that she needed to vent her life like Wu Mi. Anyway, everyone in the three imperial courts should die. Since that is the case, let them die more valuable.

"What should I do? That person is Wu Mi, who is already at the peak of the eighth level of the gods, and he is the strongest god around Wu Shang back then. He is a witch cultivator. Unlike our non-cultivator, the witch cultivator is more mysterious and the witch cultivator is stronger." Hei Yinzhen whispered.

"So what?" Lan Zhanji said with great fighting spirit.

"Do you want to die in vain?" Hei Yinzhen shouted softly.

"How do you know I'm going to die? What I'm practicing is the way of killing. If the other party is better than me, I'm timid and what kind of cultivation is talking about? How can I reach the great way? Happy, this is the opportunity for cultivation that I long for. You stand aside and see how I take down Wu Mi. I don't believe that I can do anything else to jump out of an old dog in the fallen imperial court." After Lan Zhanji said that, he rushed forward.

Under the sunlight, the mansion of the city lord, which had turned into ruins, not only were all buildings collapsed on the ground, but it also spread wildly around with the mansion as the center. Streets were destroyed and houses collapsed.

The battle between gods is extremely powerful.

Buzz.

The blue war halberd of Xuanling level nine was stabbed out like a ghost when the Lan war halberd swung. The entire space seemed to be destroyed by this force, making waves of shattering crackling sounds.

This blue war halberd is the natal spiritual weapon of Lan war halberd. It has a very domineering name called Jinxiu Wushuang. The Lan war halberd can be named Wushuang because of this Jinxiu Wushuang.

The Jinxiu Wushuang Battle Halberd accurately locks Wu Mi's throat and is about to penetrate it on the spot.

clang clang.

In the flash of lightning, the white bone scepter came from the side, accurately blocking the battle halberd. A powerful force came through the scepter.

Even if Lan Zhanji was on guard, he didn't expect that this kind of power would be so strong that he would retreat backwards.

"You dare to be so arrogant at level seven of the gods, Wushuang Marquis? You were promoted by slaughtering the generals of the Bai family imperial court? Since that's the case, you can die for me under the cycle of cause and effect." Wu Mi said coldly.

Bang.

The power of the witch cultivator, which was like a shadow, did not give Wushuang Hou Lan's war halberd any chance to breathe. It was like a terrifying geese and knocked Jin Xiuwu Shuang to fly. The skull at the top of the scepter flew up and opened its mouth and bit it.

"You want to bite me to death? You don't have the qualifications yet." Lan Zhanji shouted angrily.

"Is that true? Can you tear apart this skull with the power of your level seven-level martyr? Do you know how many level skulls are made of bones? A level seven-level martyr like you, just accept your fate!" Wu Mi said disdainfully.

Ahhh.

Accompanied by a fierce scream, Lan Zhanji disappeared from the skeleton's mouth. He was a level seven-level divine sage, but he couldn't even block a single move when facing Wu Mi.

This is the world of barbarian cultivation.

In the spiritual world, there may be secret techniques that can survive, but in the barbarian world, power is the master. When fighting, power is weaker than others, so there is only one result, and it is completely killed by the other party.

Under the suppression of absolute power, any trick or secret technique is illusory.

"Die? Wushuang Houlan's Battle Spear died like this?"

"Who is he?"

"What should we do? The Marquis is dead, run away."

...

Just as Wushuang Hou Lan's battle halberd died, the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed. The monks on the Lan imperial court not only did not want to take revenge, but actually began to flee.

"It's so stupid. Do you think you can escape? I said that no matter who it is, you will die here." Bai Mo said coldly. Facing the people of the Lan imperial court who were running around, they disappeared from the local area.

In the ruins, white mo's clones were suddenly everywhere.

Bang.

Each clone was bombarded with absolutely powerful forces, and then every monk who wanted to escape was killed in full force.

All the essence and blood were swallowed by the tower spirit. These were the essence and blood of the divine men and could not be wasted. A river of blood appeared strangely, surrounding the mansion, killing all the escaped monks and then quietly disappeared.

"Today I will let you know that the Bai family imperial court cannot be humiliated. Even if the Bai family imperial court is destroyed by you, the only one who has been destroyed is the royal family. The Bai family imperial court's unyielding spirit cannot be erased." Bai Mo said loudly.

"kill."

Bai Mo was no longer satisfied with letting Wu Mi and Da Si vent his catharsis. He is now more eager for blood and more eager to fight. If he had fought for Bai Zong in the past, then Bai Mo would have fought for his father, for his mother, and for the Bai family imperial court at this moment.

The Bai family imperial court is the foundation of the Bai family. Bai Mo can squander it, that is his power. But it cannot be remembered by others. Whoever dares to think about it is to be an enemy of Bai Mo and must be prepared to bear his bloody revenge.

Just like now.

After the entire army of the Lan family imperial court was wiped out, the remaining targets were the Hei family imperial court and the Zu family imperial court. However, with the actions of Wu Mi and Dasi, the number of people in the two major imperial courts continued to decrease.

No one can stop Wu Mi at the peak of level 8 of the Divine Sage. You must know that Wu Mi can be promoted to level 9 of the Divine Sage at any time with the Nine-patterned World.

At this time, Wu Mi is invincible here.

"Damn, damn, damn. I must not die here. I am destined to be the heir to the throne of the Hei Clan imperial court. How can I die here? When will the damn Ninth Legion come? Zu Weitian, what do you think you should do now? Let's slip away quickly." Hei Yinzhen said anxiously.

"Are you going to watch the excitement at the Royal Court Auction? Lin Tingzhi, don't forget the relationship between our three imperial courts and your Changsheng Cult. If the Changsheng Cult hadn't inspired it, would we do that? So you'd better take action. If Hei Yinzhen and I were both here, our three imperial courts would definitely sue the Changsheng Cult, and the Changsheng Cult would not let you go." Zu Weitian turned around and shouted somewhere behind him.

Bai Mo, who was taking action, suddenly stopped after hearing this, stared at Lin Tingzhi and the others, his eyes as cold as a knife and said, "Get out!"

"Zu Weitian, if one day you die, do you know how you will die?" Lin Tingzhi walked out and asked slowly.

"How do you die?" Zu Weitian asked.

"Diet to be smart." Lin Tingzhi said coldly.

"Hehe, if I don't say that, will you come out? Lin Tingzhi. You are just a walker in the Changsheng Cult, not a senior executive of the Changsheng Cult, so you have no way to command me. I believe that the situation in front of you is not what you Changsheng Cult hope to see. So join forces, as long as Bai Mo is killed, I believe that your Changsheng Cult can also get what you want.

Isn’t your Royal Court auction in Beicang interface for so many years just to find that thing? I believe that since Bai Mo is the crown prince of the Bai family imperial court, Bai Aotian will definitely hand over the things to him. As long as we join forces, I will just die Bai Mo. All the things in his hands will be given to you." Zu Weitian said as if he was sure to hold it.
To be continued...