The Divine Martial Stars

Peng peng peng!

It was the sound of one after another’s heart beating fiercely and excitedly.

Li Mu is no exception.

At this moment, his deep in one’s heart irresistibly produced a throbbing.

Can’t wait to rush into the door immediately.

He runs [Innate Art] silently, forcibly suppressing the excitement in his heart.

The fragrance came.

Hua Xiangrong and Wang Shiyu approached Li Mu’s side at the same time.

The three stood side by side.

Hua Xiangrong reached out and held Li Mu’s left hand.

Li Mu laughed.

He moved towards Wang Shiyu looking.

The latter was looking at him with a faint smile and a slightly ridiculous expression on his face.

A ray of hot air approached.

The Lord of Vermilion Bird also approached the three.

The streamer flickers.

War God Ye Kuanglang, the owner of Azure Dragon Hall, as well as the powerhouses who survived the Divine Temple camps, such as White Tiger and Taixuan Old Man, all came behind Li Mu and the others.

The cessation of the fighting suddenly made the two great array battalions distinct.

Zhenxian Tower camp is the first to imperial.

Even the Yuanyuan Taoist and other Ancient Immortals stood behind the young man and acknowledged his status.

The Divine Temple camp is headed by Li Mu.

At the previous Ancient Arena, Li Mu proved the absolute strength of the three ancient Ancient Immortals, including Dongfang Yuan Bai, by incredible means. At this time, even War God Ye Kuanglang and Azure Dragon Hall Master and the others, dare not despise Li Mu.

immortal dao World, respect for strength.

I did not expect that this battle of the Ancient Arena will eventually develop into this situation.

On Ancient Arena, the door became clearer and more complete.

The appeal that radiates is growing stronger.

Everyone’s heart rises a feeling, as long as you rush into this door, as long as you pierce into it, you can achieve eternal life, you can reach the other side, you can achieve eternity … you can get everything you want .

Xiu!

a stream of light flashes.

An Ancient Immortal flickering with the breath of Ming Sect, could not help but rushed directly to the door.

“courting death.”

Yu Wu was extremely angry.

black sword shadow flashed.

“what……”

Ancient Immortal’s body was pierced by black sword shadow, screaming and burning with black inflammation, and finally turned into flying ash.

The power of the black Evil God, which was originally held by this Ancient Immortal, also escaped, beckoned by Yu Wuji, fell into his palm, and merged within the body.

“Beginner, die.”

Yu Wuji’s sharp eyes swept around the Ancient Immortal and his followers, with an undisguised icy killing intent in his voice.

A group of bewildering Ancient Immortal and the powerhouses of Zhenxian Tower camp suddenly felt chills. Like being broken into a basin of ice water, they immediately bowed their heads, forcibly suppressing their desires.

Even the powerhouses on the Divine Temple side were trembling in fear when they saw that scene.

“Fence me down the bench … And, kill them. Except this guy.”

Yu Wuji points to Li Mu.

The ancient Immortal Sect frantically urged the power of the lacquered black Evil God, crushing and rushing over.

The sky trembled and the earth roared.

The laws of Wanxian Blessing are all shaking wildly.

At this moment, the war began again.

Yu Wou-ki not at all shot again.

He cast his handprints, shot streamers, and fired at the Ancient Arena.

Originally out of control, it seems that the ancient Fairy Arena, which has fallen asleep, trembled again, and the Formation, which has been blessed for thousands of years, gradually recovered.

“He is going to shut the gate of Xiangu in the ring guard to stop him.”

The distraught voices of Divine Temple in the south of the night, sounded in Li Mu’s ears.

Once the Ancient Arena shield is reopened, it is too difficult for anyone else to destroy the ring guard except for the town fairy tower camp that has the power of Evil God.

Li Mu moved.

Distortion in a small time range accelerates.

The next moment, he appeared in front of Yu Wuji, and the blade light was cut out.

Yu Wou-Ki uses eight black Evil God sword shadows to protect himself from attacks and is unharmed.

But he also had to stop the fingerprints.

The formation of Xian Ancient Arena opened to half, and the invisible ripples, like a semi-bloomed flower, stopped still.

The blade light in Li Mu’s hands circulates, chaotically with speed and time, and with Wuji Promise.

But Li Mu didn’t dare to kill again.

Because every time he injured Yu Wuji, he would suffer the same injury.

What if I cut off Yu Wou-ki’s head and his own head is also dropped?

Isn’t it equivalent to suicide?

Moreover, it can be seen that Yu Wuji is also extremely cautiously, and dare not really use the forbidden technique to deal with Li Mu.

The reason is the same.

The two held back each other, both refrain from shooting at the rat for fear of breaking the vases.

Fighting elsewhere is much more fierce.

immortal dao powerhouse like a dumpling, it keeps falling.

blood dyed

The stump has a broken arm, and it is moving towards the ground like rain.

For Wanxianfudi, this is a terrifying disaster.

No one knows that after this war, the greatest blessing of this Immortal World can still retain its former appearance.

Maybe it will be completely broken like the outside world.

“kill.”

War God Ye Kuanglang was bathing in blood, beheading enemies who didn’t know how many.

He punched out, blasted a sneak attack of Ming Sect powerhouse into slag, and in the blood mist, he punched the golden fairy tower suppressed together with one of the town’s fairy tower, Elder. Kill, and at the same time speed the mountain wall, dodging the flying sword that came from three handles like a streamer.

The next moment, the body traced out the afterimage.

The disciple of the three fairy hearts Sword Sect that controls the flying sword, under Ye Kuanglang’s iron fist, turns into a rain of sky.

At this moment, a dark black fairy sword flew by.

Pu!

Ye Kuanglang’s arm was cut off.

It is the power of Evil God.

Controlling the Black Flying Sword is an Ancient Immortal of Sword Sect.

“Junior, die.” Ancient Immortal looked cold and cruel.

In the distance, Azure Dragon turned out to be a mere ten thousand meters long Azure Heavenly Dragon. With a roll around the waist, hundreds of towns’ towers were directly strangled into meat sauce.

A flying sword with a handle of Sword Sect standing on the blue dragon scales, sparking clusters of Mars.

“evil creature!”

An Ancient Immortal flashing with the power of the black Evil God, rushed in, and the Evil God shuttle shuttled through the waist of Azure Dragon.

dragon’s blood spilled.

“青 long insect ……” The space changed, the ripples flickered, and at the critical moment, the White Tiger played the strength of Space to save the Azure Dragon.

The Palace of Vermilion Bird claims that the Divine fire was blown out from the mouth, and that Ancient Immortal was directly burned to ashes.

But Ancient Immortal, who has mastered the power of Evil God, has a large number and strong recovery ability. In addition to Vermilion Bird, Wang Shiyu and Hua Xiangrong, other powerhouses, even War God Ye Kuanglang, Azure Dragon Hall host, Miao Xuan The top giants, such as the elderly, can hardly resist the attack of Ancient Immortal contaminated by Evil God.

The Divine Temple camp fell into the downwind and suffered heavy losses.

“pu!”

War God Ye Kuanglang’s body was penetrated and kept falling.

“Dead.”

An Ancient Immortal in Zhenxian Pagoda, holding a black long spear, stabbed in the volley, trying to kill it.

“I am resting.”

Ye Kuanglang sighed.

The end of this war is so, he was absolutely not even aware of it.

“Four … I came to Yin Sector to meet you.”

He smiled grimly, remembering the seven big four gods who died on the ring.

at this time–

Bang!

A huge fist was suddenly shot from an oblique stab, and a punch hit the black long spear.

The power of terrifying exploded.

Ancient Immortal, contaminated with the power of Evil God, was suddenly smashed and flew out to count 100 meters.

A sturdy, ape-like figure appeared next to Ye Kuanglang and helped him.

“It’s you?”

Ye Kuanglang looked at it and immediately recognized that the person who saved himself was exactly following Nan Wanwu’s side.

This fool has such strength?

Recalling that the giant man just punched an Ancient Immortal infected with the power of Evil God, Ye Kuanglang was shocked.

The giant did not say a word and threw Ye Kuanglang directly.

At the door of the collapsed central priest great hall, sitting on a wheelchair in the late evening of the fifth night, with a raised hand and a gentle force, he caught Ye Kuanglang and slowly placed it on the ground. Entered into Ye Kuanglang’s mouth, he said, “Don’t say anything, refining medicine pill, heal yourself.”

Ye Kuanglang only felt that the entrance of medicine pill turned into rolling heat, wandering around the limbs.

For a moment, the injuries on his body were all gone.

Even the power of Evil God was eliminated.

“South big brother … what is it?” Ye Kuanglang was amazed.

The medicine pill that can remove the power of Evil God, Divine Temple not at all.

There was no explanation on the fifth night of the night. The palm of the hand showed off, the golden light flickered, and a pair of golden gloves appeared, slowly passing over, saying, “Remember what I said to you in the beginning?”

Ye Kuanglang subconsciously caught his gloves in both hands, and instantly refining to wear them.

A hot breath emerged from the gloves and circulated throughout the body.

“This is … the power of God?”

He was shocked.

How can there be weapons of this level in the hands of the South Big Brother.

Since it is there, why not take it out earlier, if the other four gods master such Divine Weapon, they will not die on the Ancient Fairy.

“Go ahead.”

It is clear that there are not many explanations in the late five.

Ye Kuanglang had countless questions in his mind, but he chose to obey Nan Wanwu’s will.

Xiu!

Into a streamer.

He moved towards Xian Ancient Arena and rushed.

“Being dead.”

An Ancient Immortal contaminated with the power of Evil God rushed in, and in his hand was a pair of sledgehammers that had lost their original color under the influence of Evil God, showing a dark black.

Ye Kuanglang urges immortal strength.

Two fists burst out of golden glow.

Bang!

The fist rammed with the black sledgehammer.

Hey.

The sledgehammer cracked and then Shattered.

“dead.”

Ye Kuanglang only felt his eyebrows and exhaled, and once again fisted, splitting the body of this Ancient Immortal directly.

Great gloves.

He shouted, faster, and moved towards the semi-closed Fairy Ancient Arena.

“No … stop him.”

In the battle with Li Mu, Yu Wuji instinctively felt the dangerous breath, saw the War God Ye Kuanglang rushing towards the Ancient Arena of Xian, shouted loudly.

A few stronger Ancient Immortal swooped down and stopped.

“Hoo … get away.”

The ape giant roared, dash on bravely with no thought of personal safety, status Ye Kuanglang shared the pressure and cleared the obstacles.

Ye Kuanglang didn’t fall in love, and after a few breaths, he finally came to the front of Xian Ancient Arena.

“What is he going to do?”

Li Mu looked at the silhouette of Ye Kuanglang. I didn’t know why, but a bad feeling came out in my heart.