"It's too scary. The Qingyi Tower has been counterattacked. This time, the Tsingyi Tower has suffered huge losses. How much does it cost to train seven Tsingyi killers!"

"Mu Bai's words are correct. Killers are always killed. Since they have just come to assassinate, they must have the consciousness of death. The only reason to blame is that the killer sent by Qingyi Tower this time is too weak!"

"Having said that, isn't it because Mu Bai is too strong? Seven Tsing Yi assassins are enough to kill ordinary saint-level figures."

As all the killers in Qingyi Tower were killed, the hearts of the cultivators present could not be calmed. Even the faces of the saint sons and saints had waves, and the light in their eyes flickered and changed!

At this time, it was difficult for them to calm down in their hearts, they were all thinking, and everyone had different ideas.

All the saints and saints feel great pressure. Now no one dares to say that they can stabilize Ye Fan, but there are not many people who can fight with him!

Before that, Wuming's killing of Liu Fang only made them pay more attention to it, but not to the point of fear, because they were also sure to kill Liu Fang, but now it is different. Wuming relied on the power of the law of time to fight back.

The seven masters of Qingyi Tower made all the saints and saints present fearful and they no longer dare to underestimate them.

The Holy Son of Lightning had deep eyes. At this moment, he was staring at Wuming for an instant. The light in his eyes was so blazing that it was like a beating arc of electricity, making people dare not look at him.

Relying on the law of thunder and lightning, the combat power of the Holy Son of Lightning is the most unfathomable among the many saints and saints. He is born with control of the law of thunder and lightning. It is impossible to fathom how strong he is.

However, when faced with Wuming's annihilation of the Qingyi Tower killers, his expression was calm. Lightning intertwined in his eyes, and the scene of Wuming fighting with the Qingyi Tower's Qingyi killers actually appeared. It was very mysterious.

Many people have noticed this situation, and they all feel awe-inspiring.

"The Holy Son of Lightning actually used the law of lightning to evolve the battle just now!"

"He is making preparations and looking for loopholes in Mu Bai's attack methods!"

"You can still do this, how is this possible?"

"How is it impossible? When you understand the power of the law at an extremely high level, you can use the power of the law to deduce it. Otherwise, there would not be rumors circulating in the world that 'one can master the power of the law and be invincible in the world'

Got it!"

"I don't know if Holy Son of Lightning can deduce the vulnerability of Mu Bai's attack!"

"Even if it were deduced, we wouldn't be told. What's more, with our strength, we won't be taken seriously by Mu Bai."

Relying on the power of the Law of Thunder and Lightning, Holy Son of Lightning was deducing the battle just now. His expression was calm and calm. Everyone gasped at this. People knew that he had the idea of ​​​​fighting Mu Bai!

All along, the Holy Son of Lightning has taken action only a handful of times, but his reputation has always been there. Even though times have changed, his status has always been stable.

Thunder and lightning are the most domineering force in the world. If a monk wants to become an immortal, he must survive the thunder tribulation. During this process, if he is not careful, he will be wiped out.

This also shows how overbearing the power of thunder and lightning is, otherwise, it would not be so feared by even the most powerful people.

Now, after many years, people don't know to what extent the Holy Son of Lightning has understood thunder and lightning, but without thinking about it, people know that it must have reached an extremely high level, and it is not impossible to even transform into a thunder calamity.

Because of this, everyone present could not help but shudder when they thought of Hou.

In addition, the performance of another person is also extremely eye-catching, that is the saint of Dao Dao Academy. Her black silk silk flutters and moves with the wind, and her eyes as clear as autumn water exude a heart-stirring brilliance.

At this time, around her body, the Taoist rhyme was flowing, appearing and disappearing, evolving into scenes of all things in the world. She seemed to be transformed into a Taoist body, and her body was filled with unspeakable mysteries, which was daunting.

However, this scene completely disappeared after less than a quarter of an hour, and her pretty face was as white as snow and crystal clear as jade, and returned to its usual cold appearance, making people dare not offend.

"Qingyi Tower, I hope you understand the pain after this incident. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Wuming said secretly in his heart, his eyes sweeping over everyone present.

The cultivators present were all regarded as the most outstanding geniuses. However, after being swept by his sharp lightning-like eyes, they were all shocked and did not dare to face him face to face. I don’t know whether it was because they did not dare or because they were in their hearts.

There is a ghost.

"Hahaha, finally broke in!"

Laughter suddenly came, and a figure was about to land in the distance. It was obvious that he had just come in from outside the bird's nest, with a cheerful smile on his face.

This time, there were no longer a few people coming in, and there were even familiar faces from Wuming. To this, he just nodded lightly and didn't say much.

"Brother Taoist, what happened here? Why is the atmosphere so tense?" someone later asked.

"Just now, seven Qingyi assassins from Qingyi Tower tried to assassinate Mu Bai, but in the end they were killed by Mu Bai!"

"What?"

"What's all the fuss about? Brother Mu Bai is more powerful than he was not long ago. He can now use the power of the law of time."

After hearing this, all the cultivators were shocked and their expressions became dull. Obviously, what just happened here was a very difficult thing for them to accept. The Tsing Yi killer in Qing Yi Tower was actually turned over by Mu Bai.

Killing, and it was seven Tsing Yi killers, this sounds like a joke, how is it possible?

After a quarter of an hour, the cultivators finally calmed down and looked at the slender figure in the field who looked like a demon or a god with fear.

Undoubtedly, after this incident is over, Mu Bai's reputation will be even better than before, reaching a point where no one can compare to it.

"The intrusion of a young man has delayed the time to break the formation. I hope fellow Taoists don't blame me!" Wuming danced lightly in his white robe and smiled. His gentle, elegant, peaceful and natural attitude made it difficult for people to distinguish which talent.

It's the real him.

You know, it was only two quarters of an hour before and after. When everyone was still immersed in the shock of the amazing move he just made, he seemed to have changed. It gave people an unreal feeling.

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"Brother Mubai, you're welcome. Murderers will always be killed. How long it has just passed is not considered a delay!"

"Brother Mubai is indeed very polite. I would like to thank you. If it weren't for you, we would have seen such an unprecedented visual feast!"

The echoes kept coming and going, and Wuming always had a faint smile on his face. He was humble, polite, peaceful and natural, which made people secretly frightened.

"Since all fellow Taoists are so respectful, I won't say any more polite words. Next, let's break the formation together." Wuming chuckled.

"So good!"

The cultivators nodded, and the atmosphere that was about to relax became tense again. The following formations, even if they were numerous, could not stop everyone. Breaking the formation was only a matter of time.

Next, in order to compete for the inheritance, there will inevitably be a shocking bloody battle here. By then, no one will be able to escape from the vulgarity, and at the same time, no one can guarantee that he will have the last laugh.

"Bang", "Bang", "Bang"

With the cooperation of everyone, the formations were constantly being poked through like window paper. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of formations were destroyed one after another.

As the appearance of the Golden Palace became clearer, people's moods became more tense and heavy. Many people could not bear it and began to slowly retreat.

This includes Gufeng.

At first, he wanted to hold on until the end, but out of concern for his safety, Wuming specifically told him to retreat.

At the same time, his retreat was also a signal agreed upon by many people in Wuming's area. As long as he started to retreat, others would also start to take action.

Otherwise, if we really get to the end, I am afraid that we will all become cannon fodder among the saints and saints. It is not a wise move to keep moving forward!

The sound of the formation's shattering continued to sound. Under the leadership of Gu Feng, Huang Ziming and others slowly began to retreat.

When the last ten levels of the formation were left, Wuming and Ji Feng were the only monks in the original thirty-sixth area who were still at the forefront.

As for the other people, they all retreated to the back, and everyone's face looked pale and unbearable.

This is not something they deliberately pretended to be, but their true feelings, because as the formations are continuously broken, the atmosphere here has condensed to the extreme. Not only do they feel depressed and unbearable, but also Wuming

The saint son and saint girl who possess holy level combat power also have serious expressions on their faces, with frightening auras exuding from their bodies.

Only the last ten layers of formations were left, and they were only one step away from the Golden Palace. However, everyone who was breaking the formation stopped in unison, as if they had discussed it in advance.

At the same time, a faint smell of blood spread quickly in the air, making people's breathing quicken.

"The treasure is in front of you, everyone depends on their own methods!"

There was a crack of thunder, and the Holy Son of Lightning took the lead in taking action. His whole body seemed to be transformed into lightning, the divine light all over his body surged, and endless electric arcs jumped out!

In an instant, thunder and lightning spread across the sky for nine days, and lightning was everywhere in the sky and on the ground, and it was endless!

At this moment, he raised his hands and feet with a domineering and arrogant air. He was aloof and with an intimidating attitude, he took the lead in rushing towards the golden palace behind the ten-layer formation.
Chapter completed!