The eighth prince looked at Wuming in shock and anger, and a feeling of uneasiness came with him. Unexpectedly, with the strength of the two of them, they could not resist Wuming.

The sunset, the cold wind, the blood, the remains of corpses.

All of this outlines a sad scene on this site at this moment.

Wuming did not rush to do anything. When he looked around, he also looked at the Eighth Prince in the distance. He had a lot of thoughts in his heart. Perhaps this was not the most cruel and bloody. What was waiting for him was far beyond what he imagined. Wuming quietly continued to use the Tianhuang Regeneration Technique to repair the wounds on his body.

Wuming was seriously injured. The Eighth Prince and Wan Chengyao were far above him. If he had not possessed the overlord Golden Body and the Tianhuang Regeneration Technique, he would have been the one lying on the ground at this time.

As for the power of the North Dipper and the Southern Dipper Stars and the Xuan Lei, and the mysterious four items of heavenly will, it is definitely not that he does not use it, but that he cannot use it. When he first stepped into the mirror of void, a few words flashed in his mind: "It is impossible not between life and death, whether it can be great depends entirely on fortune!"

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From the beginning, in order to kill Wan Chengyao, he had accumulated a lot of bruises in his body and needed Tianhuang Regeneration Technique to repair it. Wuming knew that Tianhuang Regeneration Technique was very magical, but it consumed a lot. He had no choice now, and this was the only choice!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he will count as much as he recovers. Next, he will face the fierce attack of the Eighth Prince.

After a moment, Wuming calmed down his breath, looked at the Eighth Prince coldly, and slowly spoke: "You must have never thought of it now. I didn't want to be an enemy of any of you, but you go and force me!"

"Hahahahaha!" The eighth prince still had a cold expression, then laughed. Wuming's face was calm, as if it was water in the lake, without any calmness. The eighth prince shouted: "Wuming, if you don't kill you, it will be difficult to relieve my hatred."

The eighth prince shouted angrily, and the spear in his hand trembled and burst into dazzling light, and the spear was as bright as the stars.

He was not discouraged by Wuming's strength, but instead aroused his fighting spirit. It was even more powerful than Wan Chengyao's fighting spirit. His eyes were cold as stagnant. Wuming looked at the Eighth Prince and couldn't help but think that the Eighth Prince was not only a genius, but also a fighting spirit of not admitting defeat.

Wuming's hands suddenly rose a golden light and directly blasted towards the Eighth Prince. The golden palm force drew a perfect arc in the sky.

The eighth prince clenched the gun in his hand and met it, but when he first came into contact with the golden fist force, he was suddenly shocked and suddenly felt a violent pain in his heart. Then he sprayed out a mouthful of blood, and took a few steps before stabilizing his figure. He looked at Wuming in shock.

Although the Tianhuang Regeneration Technique consumes essence, its recovery speed is amazingly fast. Just in just a few breaths, Wuming has recovered three-quarters of his strength and was injured twice in a row. How could Wuming not be injured when he took Wuming's move?

Although the Eighth Prince kept roaring and various secret techniques emerged one after another, he still could not defeat Wuming and retreated step by step.

Wuming's attack speed is getting faster and faster, and the Tianhuang Regeneration Technique makes him much more confident!

"Bang!"

The Eighth Prince was blown away by a palm, and terrifying huge force continued to pour into his body.

Everyone was stunned for a moment. The eighth prince, who was originally extremely fierce, was completely at a disadvantage, without any strength to fight back.

"Stop!" A sound of bone shattering came from his body, and blood ticked down. At this moment, the Eighth Prince felt an unknown pain pouring into his mind instantly, as if he was suffocating.

Everyone looked at each other, was it over like that?

"Ah!" The Eighth Prince roared again, and his scarred body flew backwards again. Half of his body was stuck in the gap in a mountain peak. Wuming flashed. When the figure appeared, he held the Eighth Prince's neck tightly.

"Oh, this is fate!" Wuming sighed and his hands began to exert a little force.

"Let's go!" Suddenly, a sound came from the horizon. A man in a twenties was about to come out of the air.

Wuming suddenly tightened and asked, "Who are you?"

"Di Chen!"

"Why, are you here to save him?" Wuming paused, but was very alert in his heart. A slight thunder power emerged from his hands, pouring into the body of the Eighth Prince, temporarily blocking his power.

At the same time, he used the Tianhuang Regeneration Technique again to continuously recover his injuries.

"It's easy to let go!" Di Chen's eyes were clear and extremely cold.

"Why, just your words?" Wuming said coldly. After finally hurting him seriously, how could he let him go so easily? Wouldn't he let the tiger go back to the mountain?

"It can be said that!" Di Chen's eyes were already cold.

"Haha!" Wuming didn't say anything, smiled, and suddenly grabbed the eighth prince's hand and tightened suddenly.

"Wu Ming!" A man shouted in the corridor in the distance. Wu Ming stared at him and turned out to be Taoist Qingxu.

Qingxu walked slowly.

"Qingxu, are you helping him too?" Wuming said with a narrowed eyes, and his tone suddenly became sharp.

"If possible, let the Eighth Prince go to the best of the Eighth Prince!" Qingxu sighed and said in a little embarrassed manner, "It is rare to have some geniuses in the Southeast Region. If you can lose less than one, just one!"

"Hey!" Wuming paused, sneered, and said, "Now come out and let me let him go. What have you done? They used this method to force me to appear. Why didn't you come out when you wanted to kill me? Now I'm talking about some high-sounding reasons!"

"Because you were not qualified at that time!" Di Chen replied. Indeed, before this war began, no one expected that Wuming would have such terrifying strength. Compared with the Eighth Prince, the eighth Prince was the eighth prince, not Wuming.

Wuming smiled, maybe this is the world, the law of the strong is nothing more than the greed they think in their hearts. Only the strong and genius will receive special attention from others, and ordinary people are nothing.

"Hey, Brother Wuming, these things are very complicated, including the struggles involving the Southeast and the Outer Regions. I hope you can show mercy and let him go!" Qingxu sighed again and said.

"Impossible!" Wuming said angrily, "I don't know what kind of battles outside the domain, I only know that he is a poisonous snake. If he cannot be killed in time, he will only be in trouble in the future!"

"And you, I want me to let him go, haha, it's impossible." Wuming replied coldly, holding the eighth prince in his hand, and suddenly smashed towards Shi Feng.

The rocks shattered and calmed down after a sway.

"You are looking for death, do you think I won't kill you?" Di Chen's terrifying aura instantly enveloped Wuming's body, and he roared repeatedly. No one had ever dared to give him such a shame, and even dared to kill the person he wanted to protect in front of him.

The aura released by Di Chen was extremely powerful. I was afraid that he had entered the ninth level of the True Dao. Although it was still a little unstable, it was much stronger than the Eighth Prince and the others.

"Then let's try it!" Wuming was not afraid at all.

"Hey, since it's already like this, we won't say much!" Qingxu could feel the anger in Wuming's heart, but at this time he was standing opposite Wuming, and he was very embarrassed.

If they had stood up for mediation before, it would be a little better. But now Wuming has the absolute advantage, he came out to save talents for the Southeast Region. Such words should have been righteous, but in this environment, he seemed a little self-deception.

Di Chen's eyes were like fire, staring at Wuming tightly, and he could start a sudden attack at any time. Wuming dared not relax at all, so he had to be more careful.

Everyone was shocked again, the situation had reversed again, who was this Di Chen? Almost no one knew that this Di Chen. Since he came to the island, no one seemed to have heard of who Di Chen was.

On the contrary, Zhan Ying looked at Di Chen and Qingxu with some surprise, as if he knew what these two people looked like.

The scene fell into a strange calm. Whether Wuming and Di Chen would still fight is still unknown.

Who is this Di Chen? What do you want to do when you appear in front of everyone?

The true energy in his body emitted a terrifying aura again. The other party was very strong, but Wuming never had the idea of ​​giving in, but he was even more determined to fight.

"You will regret it!" Di Chen looked at Qingxu, feeling a little afraid, then looked at Wuming coldly and said, then turned around and left.

When Di Chen left, Qingxu did not stop for more, but just smiled at Wuming a little apologetically, and then quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

After Qingxu and Di Chen left, Wuming and Mulen quickly left and headed straight to a secret valley.

In that secret valley, Wu Shaoqun was sitting cross-legged on the ground covered in blood, constantly meditating and regaining his vitality.

"How could this happen?" Wuming asked.

"Although the main players of those bastards have all gone to ambush you, they still have many helpers left!" Wu Shaoqun said.

Wuming certainly knew that the Eighth Prince and Wan Chengyao's target was him, so he naturally would not go there casually.

Joining forces with the Blood Spirit Alliance to set up a blood spirit formation. As soon as the people of the Blood Spirit Alliance are not willing to be slaughtered, nor do they want to escape. Once they escape, their reputation will become bad in the future.

On the other hand, Wuming also asked Wu Shaoqun to go to the dominant party's headquarters to help him rescue Hua Mengyao and the others. Wuming originally felt that there was no problem with Wu Shaoqun's strength.

But now I saw Wu Shaoqun covered in blood, "Are you okay?" Wuming asked with some concern.

"It's okay. Although they left behind a backup plan, it's nothing serious!" Wu Shaoqun waved his hand and said. He thought it was a simple thing, but who knew it turned out like this, "But are you back?"

Wu Shaoqun looked at Wuming in shock, and it was still hard to imagine that Wuming actually killed Wan Chengyao and the Eighth Prince.

"Yeah!" Wuming nodded.

"You are so awesome!" Wu Shaoqun gave a thumbs up and smiled, but it touched the wound on his body and grinned in pain.

"But Wuming, I couldn't help you rescue two of your senior brothers and sisters!" Wu Shaoqun sighed and said, "Damn, that bastard Yue Yi dared to humiliate me. Although he couldn't save anyone, I also caught someone and asked. In fact, he didn't catch your two senior brothers and sisters at all. He just wanted to scare you out!"

"How is that possible!" Wuming exclaimed. It would be understandable if Wu Shaoqun failed Wuming, but there was no such two people at all. What does it mean.

This is not right at all. It should be said that apart from Wu Shaoqun, it may be Qingxu who knew that he was looking for Hua Menghan and the other two, and how did the Eighth Prince know about it?

Although the person Qingxu was a little unhappy with him because of what happened just now, Wuming could still see that he was not a person with bad intentions, unlike a person who leaked the secret. How could the eighth prince know that he was

Wuming thought of this matter, but now the Eighth Prince and Wan Chengyao are dead, and there is no evidence of death. This matter may become a permanent puzzle.

"Well, I have asked many people, they are all this way!" Wu Shaoqun said, "You may have been deceived, but fortunately you have solved the problem of the Eighth Prince, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable!"

"But no matter what, thank you for this time!" Wuming bowed and looked at the eighth prince, but he was thinking about something strange this time.

Time passed day by day, and soon three months passed.

The Wan Yao Island was surging for a moment, and this was the three months when the storm was constantly changing. During these three months, many heroes retreated, and many heroes emerged.

Suddenly, it has been nearly half a year since everyone came to the island.

Suddenly, a news shocked the human warriors of the entire Ten Thousand Demon Island again. The leader of the Flying Eagle Alliance found an egg left over from ancient times, a golden eagle egg on a ruin. What was most shocking was that the golden eagle floating out of this egg actually came out of the fifth level of the True Dao realm.

This discovery immediately made the human warriors excited and all of them were boiling.

It is a legend when it is born, and at least it must be a terrifying strength at the level of dragon.
Chapter completed!