"What are you waiting for? Why don't you hurry up and kill him and snatch Mingxin Ancient Tree!"

"Kill him!"

A shout of killing sounded in Wuming's ears. The blood slave was blown away again and again, approaching the Wuming's original position little by little. Although more than 30 of the hundreds of masters were killed by the blood slaves, they still had no way to stop the masters' pace. The more they were killed or injured, the more they coveted the Mingxin Ancient Tree.

On the other hand, Qi Feifan was slowly pushed into a disadvantage by the three. Although his strength was stronger than any of the three, he still felt like he was unable to do so when facing the three of them.

The three of them were extremely anxious about the ancient tree of Mingxin, and they were no different from the hundreds of people. They were among the geniuses themselves, so they naturally wanted to go further. If there was an ancient tree of Mingxin, they could achieve all this.

Fortunately, the three strokes are a weak link. He has only nine hundred laws, and he has always been regarded as a weakness by Qi Feifan. He would be beaten up when he seizes the opportunity, which made him extremely depressed. He was always arrogant everywhere he went, but no one of the few people here is better than him. Now, he, who has always regarded himself very highly, is regarded as a weakness, which makes him accept it.

"If you let us go, we won't care about you. Even after you get the ancient tree of Mingxin, I will divide you into some branches and buds!" Pang Yangbo became more and more anxious when he saw Wuming's aura becoming stronger and stronger. He would never give out branches and buds, even if it was just branches and buds, it was his and others could not move them.

Of course, Young Master Feng next to him was like Pang Yangbo, and he was filled with mixed feelings. Both of them had suffered from Wuming's losses. Of course, they knew Wuming's terribleness. Now Wuming's aura is gradually becoming stronger, and they have no time to continue to delay.

Qi Feifan sneered and did not answer, but the sword in his hand danced like a dragon, and he did not listen to Pang Yangbo's provocation at all. The longer he persisted, the faster the possibility of Wuming waking up. At this time, he could also feel that Wuming's aura was spreading around, extremely terrifying, the feeling that he had just reached the holy realm a little, but was not the holy realm.

"The sword moves the nine provinces!" Qi Feifan sneered, and the long sword in his hand instantly slashed out an unimaginable golden divine light, slashing straight towards Young Master Feng, the weak point among the three.

Young Master Feng took a few steps in a row and was almost cut in half by the sword light. His face suddenly looked extremely ugly. He was so arrogant that he was actually attacked as a shortcoming. And the most important thing was that he knew that the other party would attack him, but he had no way. He was the weakest among the four. If it weren't for the help of the two, Qi Feifan was afraid that a few swords could cut him into two directly, and he would only die of death. This made him extremely depressed, but he had no way.

"Boom!" Taking advantage of this opportunity, a lightning thunder and lightning struck Qi Feifan in an instant, staggering, and his feet were almost cut off by huge force.

Except for Mr. Feng, the other three are almost the same. They really cannot be careless at all. Once they are careless, they will seize the opportunity.

"Bang!"

The blood slave was bombarded again, and the blood that turned into a large ball of blood flew out in an instant and the obstacles that blocked Wuming had disappeared. Everyone was immediately overjoyed. Several masters rushed towards Wuming, trying to kill Wuming completely.

They could all see that the blood slave should be controlled by Wuming. As long as Wuming dies, the blood slave will naturally be defeated without attacking him.

"Dang!" With a huge sound of gold and iron, the attacks of several people did not hit Wuming's body at all. A blood-colored barrier appeared in front of Wuming. An ancient mirror hovered over Wuming's head, and the golden light protected Wuming in it.

Several of the most hardworking masters even broke their hands by the terrifying force that rebounded.

Everyone was stunned for a moment. Looking at the Tianchen Mirror that appeared above Wuming's head, he suddenly felt dumbfounded. It turned out to be a holy weapon. Even if they didn't have a holy weapon, they had seen it. But they only realized that the holy weapon was terrible. Even the masters of the holy realm were not everyone with holy weapons to protect them. Wuming actually had holy weapons, which made them feel a sense of confusion.

"Bang!" At this moment, Qi Feifan, who had been blocking in front of the three of them, finally couldn't resist it. He was hit by Yuwen Hongzhou with one move and flew backwards. The power of the three of them jointly attacked was too terrifying.

Fortunately, no one paid attention to Qi Feifan's affairs at this time. Even Pang Yangbo and the other two immediately rushed towards Wuming, especially Young Master Feng, who showed amazing body skills at this time, surpassing the two of them, and approached Wuming in an instant. A Feng Ling Seal appeared in his hand, instantly extinguishing Wuming's protection and taking the opportunity to kill Wuming to relieve the hatred in his heart. He has never been so embarrassed for many years. The only person who made him embarrassed was the person in front of him. If he killed him, his heart knot would no longer exist.

"The entire Feng Ling Seal Technique fell down and hit the Tianchen Mirror hard, causing a burst of violent waves, like a huge stone rushing into the water.

At this time, Young Master Feng had already killed in front of Wuming. He didn't care about any holy weapon or holy weapon, he just wanted Wuming to die.

"Boom!" Wuming burst into an unmatched aura. The sea of ​​divine patterns formed by golden divine patterns instantly rolled into boundless sunlight, sweeping towards Young Master Feng in front of him.

Young Master Feng was shocked. He didn't expect that Wuming could have so many means when he was in seclusion. When he repeatedly killed him, he actually had such means.

But it's only been this time.

Young Master Feng rushed left and right in the golden divine wave, struggling to support him, but saw a big hand instantly tearing open the golden sea screen in the sky and slapped at Young Master Feng.

"Bang!" In an instant, Young Master Feng was slapped away, and a huge force passed through his forehead, almost cutting off his head.

Everyone was shocked and stunned. What kind of power is this? Young Master Feng's strength is obvious to all. His strength is only slightly inferior to Pang Yangbo. He can basically be regarded as a top combat power, but he was slapped away by the big hand. How powerful is this person's true body?

In the golden curtain that was torn apart, a figure swept out in the rainbow light. When everyone saw that this was Wuming who was still in seclusion just now?

At this time, when everyone looked at it, the nameless divine light was restrained, like an ordinary person, with a round breath and a feeling of returning to nature.

Wuming looked at everyone with a cold look, with murderous intent. Everyone was shocked by his changes, but only he knew that he had finally broken through the limit of a thousand laws. The earth-shaking movements before, but the real breakthrough was the spring rain moistening things silently, without any sound, as if it had not finished a tough battle, but it was just a natural breakthrough. Despite this, he could still feel that although there was only one law, his power was more than ten times stronger than when he was ninety-nine, and only one law was added. All the magic arrays in his body were perfect, and the flow of true energy was also extremely smooth. If it were him before, he could now punch one.

There was almost an essential change. It was not until now that he vaguely felt the existence of the threshold of the holy realm. Ordinary people may feel the existence of the holy realm when they condense five hundred laws. The more people can accommodate the laws in their bodies, the later they will feel it, and Wuming can finally touch it now.

His realm is still a long way from the holy realm, but his power can almost touch the film-like existence, but it is like an iron wall. Wuming tried to break through just now, but he could not break the barrier at all.

Wuming did not let Young Master Feng fly backwards, and took a quick step so that it was difficult to see his figure. It seemed as if he had shrunk into an inch and appeared in front of Young Master Feng in an instant.

"No, you can't kill me!" Young Master Feng trembled and shouted in fear. This time he was really scared. He hated Wuming before. He knew Wuming was very powerful, but he was not afraid of Wuming at all, because Wuming was just joining forces with the Blood Slave at that time, so he could chase him, but if there was only Wuming, he would not be afraid at all.

But it was not until after the attack just now that he realized that he was wrong. Wuming was not strong, it was obviously outrageous. With such an ordinary slap just now, he actually slapped most of his bones, and half of his body was completely unconscious. Wuming, who had just broken through, was like a god of death from hell.

But it was too late at this time, Wuming didn't hold back at all. A slap fell from the sky and turned into a golden giant hand and pressed it down instantly.

"boom!"

Young Master Feng was slapped directly to the ground by Wuming, crushing all his bones, internal organs and souls.
Chapter completed!