"Brother Wuming, please let the Black Mist King go. The foundation of our Immortal Continent is still weak and we cannot withstand the attacks of those who claim to be emperors."

"That's right, when will the Black Mist King kill Dudu? It's not at this time."

"Brother Wuming, please let the Black Mist King go. If he is killed by you, then the emperor will unite with many kings. How will we be able to embark on the path of becoming an immortal and enter the fairy world in the future!"

"I said you are still not human. A proclaimed emperor has scared you into this. After the holidays, who will be willing to stand up for me?"

"A bunch of rubbish, they only know how to compete with each other all day long instead of doing business. If they have this skill, they can't practice hard to reach a point where they are not afraid of threats."

"You're a bunch of trash who eats people's food but doesn't poop on them. Why don't you die? I never thought that a proclaimed emperor could scare you like this. You are really a traitor to our fairy continent!"

Outside the battlefield, the cultivators in the Immortal Continent suddenly divided into two groups due to different opinions. One by one, the public said that the public was right, and the mother-in-law said that the mother-in-law was right. They started arguing very fiercely. No one was willing to obey the other, and they were so loud that they blushed.

thick.

"Wu Ming, stop quickly. Listen to the voices of the people. There are many people who want you to stop. Otherwise, you will become an eternal sinner in the Immortal Continent." The Blade King seemed to be thinking about Wu Ming, but in fact it was

Every word is heart-breaking, trying to shake Wuming's Taoist heart.

"Hmph, the person I want to kill is someone who can be stopped by a group of insignificant people. Today, not only is he being cared about by one emperor, but he is also being cared about by two or three emperors.

What can I do? Others are afraid, but I am not afraid. I am invincible. Those who are afraid

They are just a group of weaklings who have no qualifications to enter the Immortal Realm and compete for the only qualification on the road to immortality. Just treat their words as barking dogs." Wuming responded arrogantly, not because those who discouraged him were from the same immortality as him.

Because of the mainland, it gave them face.

Respect is mutual. Since they don't respect him, there is no need for him to respect them. What does it matter if they are born in the same place? In his eyes, enemies and friends do not distinguish between regions.

A true friend is still a friend even if they are in two places, but if they are enemies, they cannot become friends even if they are separated by worlds and oceans.

"Everyone, I'm afraid things are going to be troublesome. This Wuming Dao's determination is rare in my life. I'm afraid I won't be able to eat and walk away today if I don't wait." The King of Blades felt heavy in his heart, knowing that Wuming could say these words for a reason.

How domineering and courageous.

Dare to be the first in the world and risk the world's disapproval. This is not something ordinary people can do. People who can do this are either madmen or crazy people. Not only are they firm in their Taoism and believe in themselves, but they also have a kind of domineering in their bones. They are

It is impossible to listen to other people's ideas.

Of course, such people either soar into the sky, rise quickly and become the benchmark for all cultivators, or they die prematurely, die, and become the loess on the road to immortality.

Judging from Wuming's current performance, it is obvious that he is not a person who will die prematurely. There is a great possibility that he will rise up strongly and become a powerful person, reaching a level that is unimaginable.

He has a single and unswerving Taoist heart, which can be called an extremely terrifying and paranoid person. In many life and death disasters, this kind of person can escape and survive as long as there is a glimmer of life, unless it is in a situation that is different from his own.

Only in desperate situations with huge differences in strength will they fall!

"King of Blades, my Taoist heart is firm and cannot be shaken by you. If you try to shake my Taoist heart, I won't let you stay today." Wuming looked at the King of Blades, his voice was cold to the bone, making the King of Blades' hair stand on end.

He became nervous and said: "After I kill the Black Mist King, I will send you on your way!"

With that said, Wuming punched out and hit the Black Mist King again. He was condescending, like a war immortal looking down on the world. He was so high and incomparable that he broke many of the bones of the Black Mist King again.

Caught in a desperate situation, on the line between life and death, the Black Mist King went completely crazy. Even though he suffered an unknown fatal blow, he still refused to back down.

"Kill!" His long hair was stained with blood, and his pupils became as red as blood. At this time, retreating would only lead to faster death. He could only move forward and fight to the end.

"Both the origin of evil and the body of the demonic corpse have been destroyed. Do you think you can resist at this time?" Wuming sneered, and slapped his palm forward, pushing forward like a demonic wall, directly knocking the Black Mist King away.

Got out.

At this moment, Wuming's eyes were like blades, with a compelling sharpness. Otherwise, after he finished speaking, the cultivators in the Immortal Continent would not have been so frightened that they dared not speak.

Although his words were domineering and merciless, it didn't matter. This was all based on their strong strength. Since they had no ability, no wonder Wuming looked down on them.

This world is inherently cruel. If you place your hopes on the kindness of your enemies, you are ultimately drinking poison to quench your thirst. Not only will you not be able to become stronger, but you will also lose your remaining dignity and integrity.

"This... this Wuming is too strong. Not only the Black Mist King can't stop it, but I can't stop it either." The Blade King was frightened and his face turned pale. Thinking of what he had just done, his heart couldn't help but tremble.

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Even the Black Mist King, who was stronger than him, was about to be beaten to death, and his provocation to Wuming just now was really too long-lasting, and he seemed to be desperate.

The faces of the Rakshasa kings were also as pale as snow, and even the speed of their attacks was greatly slowed down, because Wuming's domineering and ruthless attitude really shocked them, making each of them feel chills and cold air.

, I have never been so scared as I am today.

"Now we can only hope that someone from the fairy world will come. As long as we can persist, we will have a way out!" The King of Blades was trembling with fear, and he had the urge to run away immediately.

However, Wuming's aura has locked onto each of them. If they try to escape, they will receive the most severe blow from Wuming. It is impossible to escape because the difference in strength between them is too big.

"King of Black Mist, it's over, find a good master in the next life!" Wuming shouted, his expression indifferent, with a compelling coldness.

Until this moment, people didn't know why Wuming wanted to kill the Black Mist King. It turned out that this was all because of the Black Mist King's master. This made people think a lot, and they couldn't help but guess whether Wuming was the reincarnation of an immortal.

Because this is the only explanation that can explain how Wuming met the Black Mist King's master. He has a clear resume and cannot come from the source of life where the Black Mist King is.

But even if he is really the reincarnation of an immortal, people can't guess the relationship between him and Master Black Mist King, because there are many other things that cannot be explained.

To be honest, people are completely confused. They only think that Wuming is not as simple as it seems, and that there are big secrets hidden in him.

Seeing that Wuming was about to end this battle, the six Black Mist Kings were all in a panic. The Black Mist King, with his black hair dancing wildly, roared in a low voice, and his body was filled with flames, fighting desperately, while the five Blade Kings also fought desperately, thinking

To stop Wuming.

Because if Wuming kills the Black Mist King, his hands will be free to deal with them. Therefore, when Wuming decided to end this battle, the six Black Mist Kings all became anxious.

Especially for the five Blade Kings, even if they don't want to go all out, they still have to go all out to participate in this big showdown.

However, Wuming is indifferent and has no fear at all. Not to mention that his strength is far stronger than everyone else, and he has the help of Luo Jiutian and the five others. He doesn't have to worry about anything at all. He just needs to kill the enemy wholeheartedly.

boom!

The battle escalates and becomes more intense.

In the battlefield, the void was shattered, and all six battlefields escalated to a fever pitch.

But Wuming was like a tiger descending from the mountain, unstoppable, and still very terrifying. Even if he just punched, he would beat the Black Mist King to pieces and make him die.

The cultivators in the Immortal Continent were shocked and felt more and more awe and fear towards Wuming. Especially those who had just tried to stop Wuming, their hearts trembled and they felt their souls trembling.

Undoubtedly, after this battle, Wuming's power will spread throughout the world. He is the well-deserved number one in the Immortal Continent, brilliant and dazzling, and the protagonist of this era.

He is too strong, and his combat prowess is unparalleled. In the two realms of Transformation of God Realm and Shattering Void Realm, there are few who can match him. Otherwise, he would not be able to defeat the Black Mist King who has the ultimate fighting power of the King.

There was no way to fight back.

In the battlefield, the wind and clouds are turbulent, and the color of the world changes!

Under the unknown storm-like attack, the Black Mist King's body was in tatters and kept flying out, without any trace of the original arrogance and power.

"Bang!"

Another punch struck, and the Demonic Corpse Divine Body shattered into pieces. This powerful and strange weapon was directly blasted to pieces by him, exploding out of the Black Mist King's body.

At this moment, the Black Mist King's body was in tatters, with blood flowing on it and full of cracks, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. After he fell, he never got up again.

Undoubtedly, he was completely ruined. He no longer had any strength to fight, and his path to becoming an immortal in the future was cut off.

People know that the Black Mist King has been completely destroyed. Even if he is lucky enough to survive, he may not be able to practice in the future, because Wuming's violent blow has knocked the Black Mist King off the altar and has become a person who can no longer practice.

A useless person.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Wuming's heart skipped a beat, feeling that there was a wave of the thirteenth person on the battlefield. The wave was still a wave of spiritual consciousness, very strong.

There is no doubt that the person who came here is a top-notch existence, and his strength is even more terrifying than him.

During the battle, Wuming's spiritual sense was still sharp. After sensing the strong and terrifying aura, he suddenly became vigilant. At the same time, he sent a message to remind Luo Jiutian and the five people, saying: "Someone is coming, I'm afraid it's a little kid."

Someone is coming from the fairy world!"

"boom!"

In an instant, a majestic figure rushed into the battlefield, and the violent aura filled the sky, causing the battle between the five of Luo Jiutian and the Blade King to stop immediately.
Chapter completed!