"Brother, you are amazing."
When the Taoist priests of Qinglian Temple vomited blood and fell to the ground in large areas, when countless elite soldiers of the Sui Dynasty were knocked unconscious by the terrifying pressure of the supreme souls, when countless giant divine soldiers slowly flew closer, and the Suihuo Legend Formation attacked these giants. Divine weapons cannot cause any damage.
Xiahou Wuming stood up, clasped his fists at Wu Tie, nodded, and admired: "Having such a heroic figure like you among my brothers makes me both happy and frightened at the same time."
Sighing, a look of violence emerged on Xiahou Wuming's face. In an instant, he became like a furious lion. The high crown on his head exploded, the ribbon binding his hair exploded into pieces, and his head was covered with long hair. His hair stood up like a lion's mane.
"However, you have to dominate the entire Sui Dynasty with one person's power... It seems that it is not enough."
Wu Tie pointed at the Ghost Lord, Demon Lord and Demon Lord lined up behind him, and then towards the stopped battlefield to the west, where the Netherworld Peng Lord and the Ten Thousand Poison Lords were standing side by side.
"Two demon lords, I heard that you take good care of the Blood Prison. Therefore, in recognition of your kindness, I can't help but imprison you... Be enemies or friends, you decide on your own!"
Wu Tie waved to the two demon masters: "However, I think it is better for us to be friends."
Lord Nether Peng and Lord Wandu looked at Wu Tie in great horror for a while, and then they both laughed loudly in unison, the laughter was sharp and harsh, like two awls piercing the sky. Their laughter shook so many nearby soldiers that they spurted blood into the ears of the elites, and they fell to the ground twitching and screaming wildly.
"Of course we are friends." Netherworld Pengzun and Wandu Zhenzun laughed in unison, and with a sway of their bodies, they appeared directly behind Wu Tie.
They stood behind Wu Tie, and then looked Zhu Ganghe up and down: "Damn Zhutou, this time, you fooled a great person... Tsk, maybe... you... Haha!"
Obviously, the two demon masters had something to say to Zhu Ganghye, but it was not appropriate to say it at this moment, so the two just laughed a few times.
Zhu Ganghe patted his belly gently and grinned slightly, showing an honest and simple smile.
"Look, I am not alone." Wu Tie smiled and looked at Xiahou Wuming: "The Grand Master thought that just because of all the venerables..."
"Do you dare to fight?" Xiahou Wuming turned his head slightly and looked at Wu Tie with squinted eyes: "You and I, brothers, let's have a fair fight. If you win, brother, I will resign and no longer care about the affairs of the Sui Dynasty; if you lose Come on, take these monsters and ghosts away, and when I, brother, stabilize the Sui Dynasty, we can each use our own methods?"
Wu Tie rubbed his hands vigorously and looked at Xiahou Wuming with a smile: "A fair fight? But how can it be fair between you and me? Taishi brother, you have seen my strength just now."
Xiahou Wuming said in a deep voice: "The Thirty-three-day Witch Demon Blood Formation... I personally preside over it. If you can break the formation with one person, I will admit defeat."
The Six Desires Demon Lord on the side, whose body was scarlet, represented the 'wrathful' Demon Lord, laughed sharply: "King Wu, don't be fooled, this evil formation of the Xiahou family has a record of killing the highest level..."
Lord Netherworld Peng murmured: "Thirty-three days of witch-demon blood-draining array? 'Witch-demon'? Witch? Well, there seems to be records about this ethnic group in the bloodline memory passed down by my ancestors... That is, than The Sui Ren clan, the Human Emperor enshrined in the Sui Dynasty, is a descendant of the more ancient human race Miao!"
Wu Tie waved his hand, smiled at Xiahou Wuming and said, "Okay, it's the Thirty-Three-Day Witch-Demon Blood-Leaking Formation..."
In the previous fight with the Taoist from Qinglian Temple, Wu Tie's clothes were all beaten to pieces. He simply rolled up a large piece of colorful divine light, condensed it into a set of colorful glow robes, and strode to the sky above Suidu. .
"Come!" Wu Tie waved to Xiahou Wuming.
"Go!" Xiahou Wuming also pulled his clothes clean. He shouted loudly, and the dazzling white Gengjin Qi gathered in the void and condensed into a silver-white gown on his body. .
With a shake of his hands, Xiahou Wuming gained a beast-faced square shield on his left hand and a heavy ax on his right hand.
Xiahou Wusheng and other thirty-three members of the Xiahou clan also strode forward. They were wearing heavy armor, and the armor on their bodies emitted dazzling light. Gradually, their skin turned into pure gold, like a warrior made of gold. puppet.
The thirty-three-day witch-demon blood-bleeding formation had taken shape. Xiahou Wuming roared, and his body turned into a white light and broke into the formation.
The original blood-draining formation gave people the feeling of being extremely ferocious, and the billowing evil aura was almost substantial, making it intimidating. But after Xiahou Wuming entered the formation, the entire Li Xue Formation suddenly became more agile, and the overwhelming evil energy suddenly restrained itself, condensing into wisps of substantial silver rainbows that quickly circled and danced in the formation.
The figures of Xiahou Wuming, Xiahou Wusheng and others disappeared completely, leaving only silver rainbows circling and dancing in the void. In the blink of an eye, the silver rainbows exploded. A statue was hundreds of feet tall, with a green face, fangs, three heads and six arms, or A witch demon with eight arms on all sides, a whole body of muscles, a dragon on its feet, a strange python wrapped around its waist, and tidal waves of earth, water, fire, wind and other energy appeared out of thin air around it.
The bleeding formation erupted with streams of turbid aura that was as red as blood. The void around the formation was squirming, shaking, and faintly emitting low thunder.
Then, the formation was like a black hole, slowly rotating, and the surrounding void, time, and all tangible and intangible existences, perceptible and intangible, slowly collapsed into the formation.
Devour all things and annihilate all things.
"Please!" Xiahou's nameless voice came from the formation. His voice became extremely cold and stiff, like a sharp sword that had been frozen in the glacier for countless years.
There were many Sui Dynasty generals around who were not well-educated. Just hearing Xiahou Wuming's voice, they felt as if their souls had been struck by a sword. They screamed miserably and fell from the air holding their heads.
"Here we come!" Wu Tie strode towards the secret witch formation of the witch clan. A huge suction force came and took the initiative to drag Wu Tie into the formation.
In all directions, there was solidified evil spirit, mixed with the murderous intention in the hearts of Xiahou Wusheng and others. The evil spirit turned into the color of blood. Countless strands of evil energy whizzed towards Wu Tie with a harsh sound, like countless arrows hitting him.
Wu Tie did not take any precautions and allowed these evil spirits to cut into his body.
Amidst the harsh tearing sounds, streaks of evil energy exploded into pieces, and Wu Tie's body exploded with countless fine sparks, not even scratching the oily skin.
The surrounding environment became extremely terrifying.
The gravity was soaring rapidly, reaching millions of times the standard gravity of the outside world in an instant.
The air pressure also soared, reaching above the standard million air pressure in an instant.
The temperature is still soaring. It was only slightly hotter when we entered the formation, but in the blink of an eye, the temperature in the formation soared to millions of degrees... This kind of temperature, even in the ordinary god realm, can be heated up by just a slight touch. It will burn to coke immediately.
Waves of terrifying thoughts like wild beasts from ancient times came like a tidal wave.
Huge demon roars exploded in Wu Tie's ears, and then directly invaded his mind in waves.
The powerful and sticky murderous intent was like glue, sticking to Wu Tie's skin, trying to invade his inner organs along his skin.
The illusion of countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood grew in front of Wu Tie. He saw countless giant demons tens of thousands of feet tall and countless bizarre creatures fighting madly. Those giant demons erupted with terrifying power that was unprecedented in the world. Wu Tiedu is extremely familiar with many magical powers and secret techniques.
It turned into three heads and six arms, with a vertical brow between its eyebrows. Xiahou Wuming waved three square shields and three heavy axes, roaring and emerging from the formation.
His muscles became tangled all over, and hot sweat gushed out of his body like a waterfall. His whole body was spitting out terrible heat, exuding suffocating evil spirit and soul impact. Like a mad monster, he rushed straight towards Wu Tie. .
There is nothing too mysterious about the Wu Clan's formation, it is just pure, straightforward rudeness and violence.
Thirty-three wizards of the witch clan are connected into one body. They use secret techniques to activate their blood and obtain the power of a certain witch clan who incarnated as a demon in the ancient mythological era. They connect the power into one through formations in exchange for the blessing of the great power of heaven and earth, and then infuse it into the composition. array inside the human body.
Let a person's strength be enhanced thousands or tens of thousands of times.
Even a harmless little white rabbit can kill the dragon as long as it can withstand the blessing of this huge force.
Even a harmless little white rabbit will possess endless fighting skills and become the most terrifying fighting machine in the world as long as he can withstand the pressure of this evil spirit and soul impact.
Xiahou Wuming rushed to Wu Tie, with three heavy axes in his hands, and suddenly mysterious afterimages appeared.
Either light and agile, or heavy, or extremely fast, the three heavy axes blasted out dozens of completely different artistic conceptions, and struck tens of thousands of axes on Wu Tie's body in an instant.
The frequency of Xiahou Wuming's attacks was accelerated to the point where it was useless.
Thousands of hits, then tens of thousands more, and then tens of thousands more.
A heavy ax condensed with the power of Gengjin continued to explode, and each blow was like a meteor hitting the earth. If placed in the outside world, any single blow could completely destroy the earth within a million miles.
Huge roars continued to sound, and Xiahou Wuming roared crazily, hysterically pouring out the endless power in his body towards Wu Tie.
With Xiahou Wuming's cultivation level, and with the blessing of the Thirty-three Heavenly Witch Demon Blood Formation, his skin, muscles, and even bones and internal organs were constantly torn apart, and then under the influence of the Wu Clan's unique powerful vitality. With the blessing and the support of the huge essence and blood energy, his injuries continued to heal.
Blood sprayed and the roar was like thunder.
Xiahou Wuming fell into a crazy and primitive state of self.
He completely forgot everything about the outside world. He just attacked Wu Tie with all his strength, trying his best to knock Wu Tie down out of instinct.
This is the most stubborn obsession and the strongest persistence in his heart as the old master of the Sui Dynasty.
He is Xiahou Wuming, a veteran of the four dynasties of the Sui Dynasty, and the current Grand Master.
He is the contemporary patriarch of the Xiahou clan, and the ancestors of the Xiahou clan followed the founding emperor of the Sui Dynasty and single-handedly established this glorious dynasty.
Generations of ancestors of the Xiahou clan sacrificed their lives and blood for the Sui Dynasty... On the battlefields on all sides, members of the Xiahou clan died in battle almost every year. In the ancestral hall of the Xiahou clan, the memorial tablets of countless Xiahou clan members who died in the war are enshrined.
Ninety-nine percent of those ancestors were dead.
But in the hearts of every clan member of the Xiahou clan, there seemed to be a figure floating there on the spiritual throne in the ancestral hall, looking down at the living clan members.
The Xiahou family has become one with the Sui Dynasty.
"I can't be defeated!" Xiahou Wuming roared, blood spurting out from his mouth: "How can I be defeated?"
Xiahou Wuming has his pride.
He never thought that because of Feng Rong's wanton behavior and because of the chaos in Sui Dynasty's court, he would have the opportunity to trap so many monsters and monsters single-handedly.
More than a dozen senior-level old monsters.
If they can be killed here... the war situation between Sui Dynasty and the enemy countries on all sides will be greatly beneficial to Sui Dynasty.
One thing is ebbing and the other is ebbing, and perhaps Sui Dynasty has a chance to completely eliminate the threats from enemy countries on all sides.
If this is the case, the Sui Dynasty is bound to have a prosperous national destiny, and the country and the people will be safe.
And he, Xiahou Wuming, will also write a special note in the history books of the Sui Dynasty. The entire Xiahou family will be forever remembered by the Sui Dynasty and the public because of this battle.
But... Wu Tie!
"Give me, defeat!" Xiahou Wuming roared hysterically, his attacks became more wild and the frequency became more alarming.
Countless dazzling flames exploded on Wu Tie's body. Amidst the loud noise, Wu Tie stood firmly on the spot. No matter how Xiahou Wuming borrowed the power of the formation to bombard him indiscriminately, he just stood firmly on the spot and remained motionless.
Just now, a large number of the great Dao patterns in the multi-spiral light flow in Wu Tie's body have been integrated into his body.
His divine fetus has collapsed to only one foot high. Wu Tie's strength has improved by leaps and bounds. He has gained more fantastic insights into Pangu's true form, and his strength has once again improved a lot.
The attack of this Blood-Leaking Formation has indeed reached the level of Zun-level.
But if you want to deal with Wu Tie at this moment, it's still a bit insufficient.
Wu Tie endured Xiahou Wuming's indiscriminate bombardment. Xiahou Wuming's whole body was ignited with bloody flames, and he had completely fallen into a state of madness.
After a quarter of an hour, Wu Tie suddenly raised his right hand and punched out.
With a loud noise, the entire thirty-three-day witch-demon bleeding formation collapsed. Xiahou Wuming, Xiahou Wusheng and others all vomited blood and fell from the sky one by one with pale faces.
"We are brothers from the same clan... Since I recognize this formation, I will naturally break it."
Wu Tie looked down at Xiahou Wuming who was lying on the ground and was vomiting blood. He was unable to stand up. He smiled calmly and said: "Brother Grand Master, please don't worry about Sui Dynasty. You just need to rest in peace. From now on... what will happen in the future?" , we’ll talk about it later.”
Wu Tie waved his hand, and Lao Tie scolded, and a large group of Five Elements Elf elders swarmed forward, three to five serving each, helped Xiahou Wuming and the others up, and at the same time separated them far away.
Wu Tie looked at Feng Shen and others with pale faces in the distance, and said calmly: "Now, you have to listen to me when I speak... You won't object, right?"
A Taoist from Qinglian Temple yelled angrily.
The black sword turned into a black sword light and instantly penetrated his body.
The vitality in this man's body suddenly collapsed, and he fell from the air.
Wu Tie smiled. He had already snatched the ancient jade talisman from Xiahou Wuming's hand and crushed it casually.
The original version of the Xinhuo Legend Formation shook violently, and then the simple and crude altars everywhere were extinguished at the same time.
A ball of flint the size of a water tank soared into the sky from the ruins of the Qianyuan Palace, and the Dao Furnace quickly flew over and swallowed up the flint that had been passed down from generation to generation in the Sui Dynasty.
Wu Tie roared loudly, and he used "Pangu Sutra" to transform into Pangu's true form. His strength soared again. At this moment, Wu Tie, who was more than 50,000 feet tall, stood in mid-air, sending out an astonishing tsunami-like wave in all directions. But the mana tide.
Under Wu Tie's shock, no one around dared to move.
"Come here, Your Majesty General Feng Rong, please come over."
Wu Tie laughed loudly, and with a long roar from the Blood Prison, he rushed towards the pale-faced Feng Rong.
All around, no one dared to move.
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