White Bone Monkey King

Until it was almost dark, Jin'an and the others failed to capture Prince Wu's Mansion.

King Wu is too strong. Taoist Zhanmu and the others have defeated the four war gods who protect the country and united with Jin'an, but they can't defeat King Wu who has the power to subdue the true dragon.

King Wu just stood in King Wu's palace, and he had the invincible ability to turn his hands into clouds and rain, making the sky and earth bright and unstoppable.

Even if martial arts immortals join the battle and use all their magical powers, they still cannot defeat King Wu.

King Wu is like the mountain of physical monks.

Create ancient and modern times.

Guide the physical direction for those who come after you.

None of the methods of future generations can climb this majestic mountain.

Unless Jin An uses the other seventy-two techniques to expose his divine cultivation, and uses all his divine weapons to fight with all his strength, he may be able to increase his chances of winning.

Although everyone is in the same pseudo-fourth realm, King Wu’s Qi and blood are so strong and strong that they have already materialized. It is so majestic. The masculine meaning in Qi and blood can ignite the void. The divine way cannot get close to him. The physical master is in front of King Wu. It's hard to cover up its brilliance.

If it weren't for Jin An dragging King Wu, maybe a few people would have died during this attack on the ancient inner city. In the end, it was Jin An who had the power of swallowing the sky to fight and resisted most of King Wu's attacks, and he set a record of no deaths.

Elder Mo is not considered a human being.

Because Elder Mo is dead, he can only be regarded as a lonely ghost and a corpse.

The life and death of other people was of no importance to Jin An. He even hoped that a few more Tianzhu masters and Rakshasa masters would die. Jin An took the initiative to resist King Wu's unparalleled strength for the sake of the friends of Yujing Golden Tower.

"It's getting dark, evacuate the inner city first!" Taoist Zhanmu reminded when he saw that he couldn't attack for a long time.

Everyone took one last look at Prince Wu's Mansion, reluctantly gave up and continued to besiege Prince Wu's Mansion, and the escaping lights left the city collectively.

After fighting hard for a day, everyone really couldn't figure it out. The immortal family from Cave Heaven Paradise had obviously been shocked to death in the space crack by Jin'an's Kunwu Sword. Logically speaking, this marriage alliance was interrupted, but it still couldn't stop history from repeating itself. .

"Damn, what's the problem?"

"Does it mean that no matter who dies, nothing can stop the marriage and alliance between the ancient kingdom Wu Prince's Mansion and Xuanguang Cave Heaven?"

Everyone occupied Prince Wu's mansion and no one could understand. They flew away while shouting angrily.

"It seems that not enough people died this time. Old Marquis, did the ancestors of the Mo family mention in their suicide note how many daughters King Wu had? We should kill all the daughters of King Wu!" Wearing a golden sun crown, the old man said The skinny envoy Surya spoke the most vicious words.

Everyone present knew that Ming Yujing Jinque must have read the blood-clothed suicide note from Elder Mo. The Tianzhu people no longer covered up, directly pierced the last window paper and got straight to the point.

As the Divine Envoy Surya spoke, he glanced angrily at Prince Wu's Mansion behind him. They all said that the relationship was born out of the heart. I wonder if King Wu saw that the Tianzhu people had malicious intentions towards his family. King Wu gave up chasing the others and separated. Kong suppressed the envoy Surya.

King Wu stood in King Wu's Mansion and did not pursue him. He just stretched out his arm in the air and slapped him. A strange phenomenon appeared in the sky. A terrifying and astonishing scene appeared. Five bloody cracks appeared in the dark clouds above his head, like a dazzling aurora. Every time A bloody crack occupies a large area of ​​void.

If you look closely, it seems that there are five dragon claws of a real dragon tearing open the sky, trying to rain down divine punishment.

It also looks like a real dragon soaring into the sky, and there are five real dragons cruising in the sky chasing after him.

This kind of aura is too terrifying, covering the heaven and earth, extremely violent, and directly suppressing the soul of the Shinto master.

Even though he was besieged by so many pseudo-fourth realm supreme Shinto masters and martial arts practitioners, King Wu's energy and blood were still unabated, his breath was long and thick, and his blood was like a vast ocean.

The more he fought, the more frightened he became. King Wu was like the immortal sun, burning blazingly and cooking the world.

Jin An stood behind Taoist Zhanmu and the others again. The Kunwu sword continuously shattered the two bloody lights that tore through the void. He himself was also knocked back by the counterattack force to the side of Qing Xi, and was struck by the majestic Martial King on the bloody light. The breath shocked the blood in his body.

Fortunately, this energy that entered the body was quickly refined by the Black Mountain Qi in his body and turned into his own resources.

"Can you still hold on?" The dragon chariot caught Jin'an, and the sun goddess Xihe, who was sitting elegantly, heard the concerned voice of Qing Xi.

Jin An cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Master Qingxi, for your concern. It's nothing serious."

The sun goddess Xihe, shrouded in divine light, nodded slightly.

At this time, the other three tore through the blood of the void, merged into one, and attacked and killed the Surya envoy among the Tianzhu people.

One moment, Divine Envoy Suriya, who was still cursing viciously that he wanted to attack King Wu's female family members and kill all of King Wu's daughters, the next moment his expression changed with fear, and his heart seemed to be dragged to the bottom of the lake by a big stone.

Today, they have so many Shinto masters that they can't attack King Wu alone. How can he, a Shinto master, be the opponent of King Wu now?

The bloody light tore through the void, and the attack was very fast. In the blink of an eye, it had already reached the top of the head. The huge energy and blood spread out like a map of the sky, vast and unpredictable. There was a real dragon swimming in it, as if chasing the sun and the moon, the dragon's breath It was so violent that it suppressed the Divine Envoy Surya's Soul Escape Light and fell again and again.

The Yuan Shen Escape Light dropped from an altitude of four to five hundred feet to an altitude of two to three hundred feet.

And it's still declining.

It's like walking with a heavy mountain on your back, and the mountain above your head is getting heavier and heavier.

At this moment, the old man Surya was feeling extremely uncomfortable with his thoughts, thoughts, and spirit. It felt like every thought, every thought, and every inch of his soul was like a sun stuffed into his body. It was heavy and stinging, and it made his soul escape light drop another hundred feet.

Seeing that the envoy Suriya was about to be left in the inner city by King Wu, the old Marquis finally took action.

The old marquis frowned, raised his hand and played the Hand of God and Demon, helping Surya to share some of the pressure, and the rest was up to Surya himself.

The Hand of God and Demon did not defeat the attack of King Wu, but with this moment of delay, Surya had a chance to catch his breath.

Surya's mind had just recovered, and he had just escaped from a desperate situation. Without thinking, he immediately threw out a few soul contract linen with slave blood seals pressed on it from his body, sacrificing 100,000 slave souls at a time in exchange for breaking free from King Wu's pursuit.

Boom!

A huge phantom appeared in the void, as if a god was sitting high on the throne of the god, holding the sun god's staff, with such a powerful power that it made people's souls palpitate and brought up turbulence in the void.

This god was so huge that it seemed to have seen immortality, with golden light that made people want to worship and convert.

Sacrificing so many soul contracts at once, summoning the shadow of the God King to shine into the small underworld, Surya, one of the three God Kings, raised the golden scepter with the sun burning in his hand and struck in the air.

Boom!

This attack seemed to have the power to break the cage of heaven and earth, and it made a shocking sound. The void burned, blood rained, and all kinds of strange celestial phenomena followed.

The blood rain was pouring, that was the blood light that tore the void was dispersed, turned into a blood rain storm, dyeing the sky red.

When the wind was calm, it was already dark, and the people of the ancient country's giant city disappeared. The scene of prosperous and lively traffic a moment ago suddenly turned into an empty ghost city, leaving only endless emptiness and death.

Before dark, a group of pseudo-fourth realm strongmen in the Yang world successfully escaped from the inner city. Seeing that King Wu and the people in the city disappeared, everyone stopped escaping and breathed a sigh of relief.

Today, the scene of King Wu is just like Jin An, a martial arts immortal, who used to chase and kill the masters of the same realm in the East China Sea Guixu Divine Realm. The group of life demons in Bulao Mountain and the group of Buddha Mothers in Wusheng Holy Land were chased and killed by him alone, with nowhere to hide.

Today, Jin An and other masters of the Divine Way were chased by King Wu together.

Today, King Wu of the Ancient Country is more powerful than Jin An in the East China Sea Guixu Divine Realm.

Just when everyone was still sighing and lamenting the power of King Wu and suppressing the ancient and modern times, the old marquis raised a dark and gloomy escape light and flew away to the outside of the ancient country's giant city without saying a word.

"Hey, why is the old marquis so hurried?" The rest of the people asked the old King Ling, and even the old King Ling was puzzled.

"Did something happen at the gathering point outside the city?" Everyone set up the Yuanshen escape light again and chased the old marquis' figure.

At the gathering point outside the ancient country city, as soon as the escape light of Taoist Zhanmu and others fell, they saw the old marquis standing in front of the golden coffin that was shattered and exploded. His expression was as gloomy as a dark cloud, ready to explode at any time.

The other people in the Tianshi Mansion stood aside in silence, not daring to breathe, with pale faces, and the air was extremely oppressive.

Deathly silence!

The Tianshi Mansion was as quiet as death!

Especially the senior leader, his forehead was sweating continuously, and his expression was extremely nervous.

Even the other golden coffin, the hemp rope that suppressed the corpse disappeared, and the situation was not optimistic.

Taoist Zhanmu saw at a glance that the only golden coffin was the one that buried the lower half of Elder Mo. The answer was self-evident. The coffin that exploded was the golden coffin that sealed the skin of the ancestor of the Corpse-Bearing Village.

The great elder and the great leader had arrived at the gathering point in advance, and the withdrawal from the ancient country city was smooth without any accidents.

"What happened at the Tianshi Mansion? Why did the golden coffin explode?" Taoist Zhanmu pointed at the old marquis with a gloomy expression and asked the other Yujing Jinque elders who had arrived at the gathering point in advance.

"The skin of the ancestor of Beishi Village was robbed, and I heard that even Pojun Hou was robbed." The bold and straightforward Xuan Lei Zhenren answered in a muffled voice.

"Oh?" Taoist Zhanmu was interested. No wonder Pojun Hou had an abnormal expression during the siege of Wuwang Mansion and looked back several times outside the city.

"How was it robbed?" Zhenren Xuan Lei shook his head: "The Tianshi Mansion refused to say. It seems that six powerful people in the late third realm appeared at the same time and killed a soul fragment left by Pojun Hou in the golden coffin. Not only did they kill him, but they also robbed Pojun Hou of a very important magic weapon." Taoist Zhanmu said, and then said that it was no wonder that Pojun Hou was so angry. Anyone could see that Taoist Zhanmu was more happy than sympathetic.

"Six late-stage three-level masters started to rob at the same time. I don't know which force is so generous. Not to mention that Pojun Hou left a soul, even if Pojun Hou's real body faced so many people besieging, it might not be able to protect the things in the golden coffin." said Chi Yuan Zhenren.

The group fell into deep thought.

Everyone reunited safely, and of course there was a lot of care, greetings and joy. The joy of reunion here was in sharp contrast to the suffocation and depression before the storm at the Tianshi Mansion.

"Master, Master, did your trip go smoothly? Did you solve the troubles in the inner city of the ancient city?" The elders of Yujing Jinque couldn't wait to ask.

"Master Jin'an, you fought fiercely in the inner city of the ancient city. We could feel the pressure from far outside the city. What happened in the Wuwang Mansion after we left the city? Was it going well at the Wuwang Mansion? Did you successfully stop Xuanguang Dongtian?" Even the great elder and the great leader asked Jin'an curiously.

Taoist Zhanmu shook his head with a gloomy look, and roughly recounted what happened in the Wuwang Mansion later. After listening, everyone looked sad and sighed.

"If it is useless to stop Xuanguang Cave Heaven, how can we escape? Will the Tianshi Mansion know more details?"

Elder Jinque of Yujing suggested asking the Tianshi Mansion, but looking back at the depressing atmosphere there, he gave up the idea for the time being.

Wouldn't it be bad luck to go to the Tianshi Mansion at this time? Not only would the information not be asked, but he would be suspected of being intercepted by the Yujing Golden Palace and snatching the skin of the ancestor of the corpse-carrying village.

The six powerful men in the late stages of the Three Realms came out together. They were definitely not ordinary sects. It was not surprising that they were suspected of Yujing Golden Tower.

"Let's wait and see if the reincarnation scene will happen again in the ancient city tomorrow." Taoist Zhanmu said. He had no clue at the moment. There were constant troubles at the Tianshi Mansion, so he could only wait.

"Then the imperial master's body that we spent so much effort to rob is useless?" The great elder of the Dashi Kingdom took out a magic lamp made of gold that he carried with him, put it on his palm and rubbed it a few times.

The result can be imagined. After dark, the body of the national master disappeared and returned to the ancient city. If you want to see the Imperial Master's body again, you have to wait until tomorrow at the Fumen morgue.

"It was able to trap the ancestors of the Mo family for hundreds of years. Today, I finally saw the power of the ancient country's curse."

"It stands to reason that the ancestor of the Mohist family has been deducing for hundreds of years and is the person closest to the truth. If even he predicts the truth wrong, where should we look for clues again? Could it be that we will be trapped like the ancestor of the Mohist family How many hundred years has it been here?”

"Let alone hundreds of years, in my opinion, within ten or twenty years, everyone will be close to going crazy."

For a time, the team's morale was low and they were confused about the future.

"Taoist Master Jin An, are you worried?" Master Qing Xi rarely took the initiative to speak. Standing side by side with Jin An, she glanced at Jin An.

Ah this?

Jin An, who was controlling the sacred fetus of lead and mercury to hide deep underground, constantly refining the remaining breath on the magic weapon of the bronze crane-mouthed square pot, and avoiding the search of the old marquis, did not expect that Master Qing Xi would suddenly talk to him, even though he had cultivated Qianxin Tribulation, with one mind and dozens of tasks, it is inevitable that I will not be able to answer for a short time at this time.

The calamity of thousands of hearts, the use of one mind for dozens of times, and the gushing thoughts of a Shinto master are all of no use at this time.

"No." In the end, there was only one word left in the dull reply.

"Oh." Master Qingxi said nothing.

Jin An thought for a while and asked carefully: "Master Qingxi, do you think I have something to worry about?"

Qing Xi didn't say anything, but glanced at Jin An again, as if he didn't say anything but said it, as if he was saying to give you a look and you'll understand.

"Master Qingxi, Taoist Priest Jin'an, what do you think?" Taoist Zhanmu laughed.