"call out!"

The crystal-like arrow dragged out its long tail and flew out.

The numerous formations in the Goddess City were easily penetrated in front of it like paper.

It took less than a moment to go from Lisheng to flying to Wu Ma Jiuxing.

Wu Ma Jiuxing's hair was standing upside down, his legs stood in horse stance, his body was like a furnace, turning red, holding a knife in both hands and shouting loudly.

Draw a circle on the blade.

With one knife, he broke the circle and slashed out the arrow.

The blade and the crystal arrow accurately collided, and suddenly, an unparalleled light surged out, tearing through the Taoist locks, inscriptions, and formations in the Goddess City.

In the city, screams sounded.

There were thousands of formation masters and spiritual masters in the Goddess Tower, but in this moment, half of them died. All the alive were more or less injured to a certain extent.

Wu Ma Jiuxing's eyes were sharp and he stared at the crystal arrow, and his long fiery red hair flew in the wind.

"Bang!"

The crystal arrow could not withstand the knife energy and spread out, turning into rules of heaven and earth, dissipating invisible.

However, in the center of the crystal arrow, there is a small arrow that is a foot-long length.

This small arrow was formed by the arrow rules of Fu Xiangnv.

The small arrow collided with the blade, and the inscriptions under Wu Ma Jiuxing's feet were broken, and his feet slid backwards, plowing out two deep gullies.

After retreating thirty feet, the small arrow's power was finally exhausted, became transparent, and finally disappeared completely.

Although Wu Ma Jiuxing blocked the arrow, the momentum accumulated by the previous slashes of Wusha was disintegrated and his chest and abdomen were severely painful, and a mouthful of blood could not help but gust of blood.

However, the blood that reached his throat was swallowed back by him.

The sword path is the most important momentum.

If the momentum is present, Wu Ma Jiuxing has the confidence to kill all the ten waves before he falls.

The sword cultivator has a heart and mind, and the sword cultivator has a breath.

Now that the momentum is broken, let alone killing the ten swords, it will be extremely difficult to kill the opponent even if you fight one on one with one.

"The arrow of heaven is worthy of reputation."

Wu Ma Jiuxing strongly boosts his momentum, and the tiger's eyes shine brightly.

Fu Xiangneng girl was like a beautiful elf goddess. She stepped on the rain and fell into the middle of the long street and said, "You can block my arrows when you are besieged and seriously injured. Such achievements can not only represent the Yuanhui, but at least represent the sword path of this Yuanhui."

For gods and monks who are interested in rushing to the divine realm, a Yuanhui is an era.

Gods may not be able to keep their names throughout the ages, but a representative figure of the Yuanhui can be included in ancient books and learned and remembered by monks in later generations.

Zhang Ruochen can only be called a Yuanhui genius at present.

The word "genius" is a kind of glory for other monks.

For him, it was two words that must be erased.

In today's world, who would call the Blood-jue War God and the Wilderness God a Yuanhui-level genius?

Footsteps sounded.

Yan Yu held the dark heavenly umbrella and walked on the long street, stepping to Fu Xiangnv's side.

Although no one could see him under the umbrella, everyone knew the identity of the umbrella holder.

Wu Ma Jiuxing's pupils shrank slightly, his eyes stared at the dark area under the umbrella, and said, "Dear God Yan Yu, I didn't expect that you are here too! Unfortunately, you should have come earlier. You may have the chance to fight me alone."

Being called "demigod god" shows Yan Yu's status under the divine realm.

God among the demigods.

Yan Yu said: "It's indeed quite regretful."

"What I didn't expect was that your Yan Luo tribe would intervene in." Wu Majiu said.

Yan Yu said: "Isn't this world particularly interesting because there are too many accidents and variables? Your appearance and your strength are not thought of in advance."

The remaining five temples are all supporting the door to fate.

The five lights of fate shine on the Goddess City, making all the monks in the city seem to have lost all their cultivation and turned into mortals...

"Wow!"

The sixth gate of fate rose from behind Wu Ma Jiuxing.

Wu Ma Jiuxing didn't look back, but knew who was coming. He smiled and said, "The day I defeated Zhuo Yunong, you were nearby and wanted to take action, but didn't take action. Since then, your spirit has been defeated by me. If you want to take action against me now, you will definitely die."

The Wuyue Ming tribe is walking in the middle of the street, and the gate of fate behind it is like a square sun, rising slowly and the light is getting stronger and stronger.

He said, "Your momentum has been broken, and you will definitely die."

Strength and realm are always the first priority.

However, reaching the highest level of Wuma Jiuxing, the Ten Shadows of the Undead, Yan Yu, Wu Yueming Emperor, and Fu Xiangnu, the harmony of the heart when fighting is particularly important.

If Wu Ma Jiuxing did not have that aura, he would not have been able to cut off the Five Sha before.

If Zhuo Yunong did not have the belief to defend the dignity of the Temple of Destiny, he would definitely not be able to accept Wu Ma Jiuxing's seven swords.

If Zhang Ruochen had not had the will to fight to the death and never return, that sword would definitely not hit Wu Ma Jiuxing.

In this cruel world, everyone is fighting and fighting, just trying to realize the vision in their hearts.

Even though there were strong enemies around him, Wu Ma Jiuxing did not frown and shouted: "Who else wants to take my life? Come out together and let me see if you are worth it."

Snowflakes fall in the sky.

A chill swept the whole city.

Everyone looked up and saw a blue holy ship in the sky where snowflakes were flying.

"It's the holy ship of the Ice Palace."

"The Ice Palace has indeed intervened."

"How could it not interfere? How terrifying the destructive power caused by so many top powerhouses under the divine realm? Previously, they were pressed by the formations and inscriptions of the Goddess City. Once they could not be suppressed, the battle fluctuations would definitely sweep across millions of miles. I wonder how many monks would be buried because of this."

...

The current palace master of the Ice Palace is Qingyulou, who is no more than five thousand years old.

Although Qingyulou rarely fights with others, the Ice Palace, which he is in charge, rules the entire Ice King Star. The ten dark forces, the ten clans of the Hell, and even the monks from the Temple of Destiny, must obey the rules of the Ice King Star when they come to Ice King Star.

Qingyu Tower walked out of the holy ship, green clothes were as green as blue waves, graceful as jade trees, with long hair behind her, clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and a gentle voice: "Can you give the Ice Palace a face and go to the Star for diplomacy?"

Skusha said: "If you have this face, what if the Temple of Destiny won't give it?"

The dead ten swords have no emotions. They only know how to kill and complete tasks.

Everyone knows that once you go to the Alien, Wu Ma Jiuxing's chances of getting out will increase greatly.

Qingyulou smiled and said, "This face must be given to the Temple of Destiny."

Skusha's eyes turned cold and his murderous intent was enormous.

Wu Yueming Emperor frowned slightly, sent a message to Skusha, and said, "The owner of the Ice Palace once told the world that the rules of Ice King Star will be determined by him. If anyone dares to break his rules, he will kill them. This is what all the gods in the hell world have agreed to!"

"In the Hell Realm, I am called the emperor? How is this possible? The Temple of Destiny cannot allow such a thing to happen." Skudha said.

Wu Yue ordered the emperor to say, "It is not a land to call the emperor, it is a land to be a prison. Because he once vowed that he would never take a step on the Ice Emperor Star and imprison himself."

"I know who you are talking about!"

Skusha put away the murderous aura against Qingyulou.

"Let's go, go outside the star." Yan Yu sighed lightly.

Wu Ma Jiuxing took the lead in the air. When he flew into the air, a dragon roar came from the clouds.

Yinglong's huge body swept down, and Wu Ma Jiuxing flew down on its back.

All the strong men, including the green holy ship in the sky, disappeared.

The holy power that was difficult for all the monks in the Goddess City to breathe dissipated. The monks who were kneeling on the ground stood up, and many of them were wiping the cold sweat on their bodies.

Too scary!

Of course, most monks don’t know what happened, they only know that there were strong people fighting in the city just now. As for what level of strong people they were, they don’t know.

Some of the monks let out shrill screams.

Because they were frightened to find that they had lost all their cultivation and became a mortal.

There are many cultivators who have lost all their cultivation, most of them are because they are too close to Jifeng Sheng Mansion and are shining by the light of fate.

Today, the battle between Zhang Ruochen and Gu Shejing caused heavy losses to the Goddess Tower, and Goddess City suffered even more severe damage.

Bai Qing'er stood on the tallest jade platform in the Goddess Building, looking down at the dusty city. Her clear and soft eyes emitted the light of the origin, as if she was looking for something.

Shang Yue stood behind her, raised her head and looked at the sky, and said, "Master, don't we help Lord Wu Ma with the help of his arm? You must know, Yan Yu, I'm happy to know..."
To be continued...