The seven swords come out together, galloping like a dragon!
This Yuan Magnetic Seven-kill Gourd was originally based on the treasures of the military strategist, the long spears and starlight Gengjin Qi that two real people sacrificed for a lifetime.
Immediately, Wu Ming used the magic power of the celestial master level to refine it with the divine method in Dongyue Emperor's memory. The power is really extraordinary.
Each of the flying swords can break blood, kill grand masters, and even assassinate martial saints with the help of starlight!
Ding Ding!
But after piercing the heart-eating boy's flesh and blood with such a flying sword, he encountered a powerful obstacle.
The seven flying swords fell, piercing the heart-eating boy's flesh, but were tightly clamped by the bones, making a crisp sound like gold and iron clashing.
"The method of Wumen's body training? Sure enough, there are some methods! What a pity!"
Wu Ming shook his head slightly, and another hand formula entered into the gourd: "Disease!"
Aww!
The strong star power emerged, and turned into a ferocious white wolf, swallowing seven flying swords suddenly, cold light flashed on the minions, and rushed towards it in an instant.
The star power is the body! The sword is the minion!
Originally, what was stored in the gourd of seven kills was the star power of Kuimu wolf, but this time Wu Ming gathered the three generals of seven kills, Po Jun, and greedy wolf, how could it be possible to hand it over without even pulling out a hair
Naturally, he took the opportunity to refine the seven-kill gourd again, and merged it with the power of the wolf-killing star, which made the power even more vast and infinite.
At this time, the white wolf transformed by the starlight only had one claw, and the heart-eating boy vomited blood and flew backwards, and was bitten off again, the whole shoulder was dripping with blood.
Boom!
The whole Shapo wolf jumped down, and the ground shook suddenly, kicking up dust.
After everything was settled, there was only a big pit left in the place, and in the middle was the heart-eating boy who had lost his right hand and right leg and was seriously injured and dying.
The reason for this is that Wu Ming specially left him a sigh of relief, otherwise, no matter what Wumen's body training techniques would be wiped out!
"This person inherited the lineage of the ancient witch sect!"
Wu Ming's heart moved: "Although there are almost no divisions between witchcraft and Gu in the Great Zhou World, witchcraft and Gu are completely different things!"
For example, Heart-eating Boy is the oldest body-training inheritor of Wumen. Wu Ming even doubts that the origin of this school can be traced back to the Dutian Twelve Gods Formation!
"seal up!"
Of course, with these thoughts in his mind, Wu Ming acted very quickly, sealing the Heart-Eating Boy in an instant, and confiscating all suspicious items to ensure that he would not be able to make any big waves again.
"What?"
Li Zizai next to him almost stared down his eyes.
"Is this... still that famous heart-eating boy? He was taken down immediately after failing to do a few tricks?"
Li Zizai was dumbfounded, feeling as if he had lost the ability to think for a moment, and his only thought was: "Is this Sanmao Zhenjun really a celestial master? He must be an earth immortal? Otherwise, how could it be like this?"
It's not just him, on this small battlefield, no matter the enemy or us, the phenomenon of 'petrification' has appeared.
After all, these big business elites were originally besieged by the Heart-eating Boy, and the Heart-eating Boy himself was also a master. Even if they encountered such a dangerous situation, at worst, they should hold Wu Ming back so that they can deal with it calmly.
But now, Wu Ming used three moves and two moves to deal with the Heart-Eating Boy, and the battlefield immediately tilted.
And will Wu Ming let go of this opportunity
of course not!
chi chi! chi chi!
Almost instantly, Shapolang reappeared, and like a tiger like a sheep, he rushed into the elite group of big merchants around him, and began to slaughter wantonly.
The treasure of the military strategist, killing people is like mowing grass! At this time, Wu Ming added the wolf-slaying star power, and after re-refining it, it really became sharper.
During the starlight sweep, countless Taoists, monks, legalist disciples, and several southern border Gu masters immediately hummed, but their flesh and blood immediately turned into mud!
"Wait a minute... We are not just going against the destiny!"
Now that he has embarked on the path of transcendence, his survival instinct is far stronger than others.
Coupled with the fact that they are independent and not subject to military law, seeing that the general trend is over, a few casual cultivators at the edge immediately yelled, withdrew their spells and supernatural powers and left.
Wu Ming withdrew his hand intentionally, leaving these unlucky ones alive.
Seeing this, a bigger collapse immediately formed.
"Ants still know how to save their lives, and expect these strange people who have cultivated supernatural powers and prolong their lives to forget their lives?"
Wu Ming let go several times, and after killing the miscellaneous fish, only the disciples of the Fanmen and the Legalists remained in the Dashang camp, but these were bound by rules, they echoed and supported each other, and they were able to support themselves under the siege.
"Fellow Daoist, quickly help me!"
At this time, the battle group in the middle opened up, and a clear light emerged. Yuqing's old voice came, obviously a little bit unable to hold on.
"Taoist Yuqing is also unlucky. If he is given another hundred years to plant a blessed land and produce good fruits, the opponent's two fingers will be crushed to death... But God will not give him so much time, and it will be entangled with luck. Seriously injured..."
Of course, Wu Ming knew very well that although Yuqing was an old Taoist, he was a fifth-level Earth Immortal anyway, and even though he was trying to fight back, he still had no problem suppressing these two people.
But if you can reduce the burden, why should you injure yourself
"Forget it! Order!"
As soon as Wu Ming thought about it, the Shapolang formed by the gathering of star power roared, and rushed directly into the battle group with an astonishing ferocity.
Aww!
boom!
During the howling of the wolves, it was faintly visible that Qingguang, the Great Net of the Law, and the Buddhist Chanting were confused with each other, entangled endlessly, and finally exploded with a loud bang.
"The favor of the two of you today, I will remember it!"
Amidst the violent explosion, a figure retreated quickly and turned into Han Zhouzi's embarrassed figure, who fled immediately without even looking at the battlefield.
"Pie Master!?"
Many Legalist disciples opened their eyes wide and fled cleverly. If they were a little slower, they were besieged and fell.
"Ha ha ha ha… "
But the old Taoist Yuqing held a bald head and laughed heartily: "Today I can kill Ganlin, I am overjoyed!"
With Wu Ming's help, he can defeat these two without paying the price of serious injuries, leaving the Fanmen or the Legalists? Wu Ming knew how Taoist Yuqing would choose without even thinking about it.
In order to completely kill Monk Ganlin, he even paid a small price.
"The disciples of the Taoist sect obey the order and kill these bald donkeys of the Brahma sect for me, leaving no one behind!"
Daoist Yuqing raised his head and gave his life brazenly.
"Follow the law!"
The Taoist below, however, promised loudly, boosted their morale, and reached a certain peak...
…
The moon falls on the willow branches.
A bloody battle in the practice world has come to an end.
The valley is full of criss-cross gullies, a mess, and there are large pieces of corpses, bleeding and drifting.
A disciple of an elite military strategist patrolled the battlefield, collected his heads, and even put away the spoils of war.
"After this battle, the Ten Passes should be as stable as Mount Tai!"
On the small hillside, Wu Ming and Taoist Yuqing looked side by side and nodded slightly.
Although Han Hulin's subordinates are a gang of mobs, but Shijueguan really has a good location, and with the support of King Wu behind him, it is not a problem to stick to it for more than ten days.
What I was afraid of before was the inexhaustible means of these practitioners.
But after this big break, he was also fearless.
"This battle has almost established my strength, and I would like to thank fellow daoists for their help!"
Now that things have happened, Taoist Yuqing has recovered a little bit of his demeanor and thanked Wu Ming.
But he didn't ask why Da Shang had to kill Wu Ming and hurry up.
As far as he is concerned, as long as he knows that Zhenjun Sanmao has profound Dao skills and is a deadly enemy with Da Shang, that is enough!
"I have seen the real king, the Taoist leader!"
Li Zizai was in a daze, with a look of sadness and joy on his face, he stepped forward to see him.
"Well! Go down!"
Wu Ming waved his hand and was too lazy to talk to this person.
No matter what his starting point is, he will be hidden by Han Hulinxue after returning, and if he is not careful, he will be killed.
More importantly, this reason has yet to be explained!
"Actually, that's fine too. If the two of them can be under house arrest until the end of the war, it's really lucky!"
Thinking so lightly, Wu Ming immediately caught the heart-eating boy and returned to Shijue Pass, ready to interrogate him carefully.
When it comes to the supernatural powers and methods of torture, I have to say that he has learned a lot. If it is really not good, he can also use Taoism to ecstasy. After all, he will not have the slightest scruples about the true spirit of this heart-eating boy, let alone Will worry that the other party will become an idiot or have nothing to say in the future.
…
"This is… "
As soon as the heart-eating boy woke up, the surroundings were sealed, like a secret room.
On the opposite side, Sanmao Zhenjun stood there, with shock in his eyes: "I can't think of it... I really can't think of it..."
The hostile strongman Wu Ming has killed a lot at random, and he has accumulated records of his exploits in this world, and he doesn't even bother to read them all.
Before, out of curiosity, I directly checked the reincarnation number and main god mission of the heart-eating boy, and found that it had been changed.
However, the way of change made him very speechless.
[The reincarnation number Jiazi Ninety-six! Your main mission has been changed to: Survive to the end of the troubled times!]
Looking so tall, Wu Ming almost thought that he had met the master god controller who was the same as himself.
But in the next moment, he realized something was wrong.
In the real field of vision, the opponent's task bar is hazy, and the font is even shrouded in a layer of mysterious light.
And when he used his authority to clear away the fog, the above text suddenly changed to:
[Mission Objective: Assist the Side-by-Shoulder King to survive until the end of the troubled times, and destroy the Twelve Golden Men! If this mission is successful, you will be rewarded with 500 Heavenly Skills! All members of the failed camp will be wiped out!]
"this… "
Wu Ming immediately understood the tricks: "This heart-eating boy has been cheated. What the other party modified was not his mission, but a layer of deception!"
"That is to say, his main mission has not changed at all, it's just that he thought it had changed... what a tragedy!"
Now he is quite sure that this heart-eating boy is just cannon fodder.
"you… "
When the task was changed, endless fear appeared in the eyes of the heart-eating boy: "What are you guys going to do?"
Being sandwiched between two powerful men really made him, a cold-blooded hero, want to cry without tears!
"You should have noticed it yourself... Your leader has no intention of saving you at all, but is just deceiving and using you! Now you are just an abandoned child!"
Wu Ming's next words were cold, causing the heart-eating boy to fall into the bottomless abyss: "Don't think that those hands and feet on your body can hurt me, a friendly reminder, you are dead if you die …”