Being hit again made the Black Mist King feel a strong sense of humiliation and frustration. He thought that risking his life and using the Demonic Corpse Divine Body would reverse the current situation that was unfavorable to him, but he did not expect the outcome.

Still like this, it made his eyes so angry that they were about to burst into flames.

"I am invincible!" The Black Mist King let out a low roar, like the roar of a dragon and a tiger, like the roar of a magic sword. It shocked people's souls. Even if they were hundreds of miles apart, many people couldn't bear it and coughed up blood.

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"kill!"

The next moment, he let out a light scold, and then let out a long and shocking roar, like a lone wolf roaring in the night moon, shaking the mountains, rivers, sun and moon.

A shocking scene occurred. The rolling sound waves turned into energy ripples and rushed in all directions. Wherever the sound waves passed, the space ruptured and the earth collapsed. All objects higher than the ground, such as rocks and trees, were directly blown to pieces.

Turned into powder.

This is such a domineering force, with a roar the sky and the earth collapse, a roar shatters the void, cracks the earth, and billows of smoke and dust rise into the sky, almost drowning this place.

At this time, the Black Mist King's energy and spirit were unprecedentedly high and concentrated. He stood on the highest peak since his cultivation, with his black hair dancing wildly in the wind, and his blood-red eyes, like two blood-red suns.

Flashing with a compelling blood light.

"Demon Cloud Palm!"

The Black Mist King stretched out his palm, and like a huge dark cloud, it fell towards Wuming. The billowing demonic energy was turbulent and turned into a boundless fog, covering all the light in the world.

The Demonic Corpse Divine Body not only possesses unparalleled power, but is also not easily damaged. Although it was injured just now and its palm was chopped off by Wuming, the blood soon flowed back and the broken palm was reattached, as if it had never been injured.

And the Demonic Cloud Palm he is using at this moment is a big killing move of Demonic Corpse Divine Body. It contains endless demonic meaning. It is the pinnacle method of demonic path. Cultivating to the highest depths, palming the heaven and earth, grasping the stars, it will be like this.

It's generally easy to pick up items.

"Boom!"

Wuming's expression was calm. He faced the attack. The moment he raised his palm, a huge palm print condensed in the void and penetrated the void. With unparalleled fluctuations, it continued to force itself in the air. Finally, it collided with the Demon Cloud Palm.

together.

There was a huge earthquake, and there was an explosion between the two of them. A stream of flames ignited the void, brilliant like blazing magma, rising into the sky.

At this moment, both of them used their full strength. After such a hard fight, earth-shaking changes immediately occurred. Moreover, their movements were extremely grand, simple and clear, but also extremely fast, like antelopes hanging their horns, leaving no trace.

Find.

"Although the body of the Demonic Corpse is as powerful as an immortal-level warrior, you cannot bring out its overwhelming power. You are still too young." Wuming sneered loudly as he took action.

What he said was the truth, but little did he know that when he spoke in this tone, the Black Mist King was about to explode with anger. His chest heaved violently, and two dragon-like mists sprayed out from his mouth and nose.

, lasting.

"It's a pity that you have such a unique skill and don't play tricks. But you will definitely die today!" After sneering, Wuming showed his god-killing power and wanted to completely kill the Black Mist King.

As he formed seals with his hands, the universe was suddenly turbulent, and a boundless and sharp aura rose into the sky, as if the Geng Jin White Tiger was about to be born, with the intention of slaughtering the world.

Slowly, slowly a blood-red spear appeared between his hands. On the lines carved on it, blood flowed, as if he had just killed a god, with an extremely shocking and ferocious aura.

The evil spirit is really soaring into the sky, as if the evil spirit is in the sky, making people tremble with fear.

"Chi!"

The world collapsed, and when Wuming stabbed the Black Mist King with his divine spear, a blood-red lightning flashed in the sky and became eternity, illuminating the sky.

The nine major Sanshou all have indescribable mysteries, and they can all form terrifying warriors with their own characteristics. However, in terms of killing intent, Zhuxian and Killing God are undoubtedly the most murderous among the Nine Sanshou.

Otherwise, Wu Yuan would not have named these two moves as 'killing immortals' and 'killing gods'. This is not because Wu Yuan is exaggerating, but these two moves are indeed powerful.

At this moment, Wuming was blurred, with blood-red light lingering on his body, and his body and appearance became hazy, but the body that was a hundred feet high was shocking. The god-killing spear in his hands was terrifying, and the terrifying aura that filled it affected him.

When it comes to everyone, there is an aura of destruction that makes people deeply afraid.

"boom!"

The blood-red God-killing Spear pierced the Black Mist King, as if suppressed by the sky, irresistible, crossing the sky, unparalleled, it could destroy the universe and see the gods.

You can see that the blood-red gun body cuts across the sky, the void collapses inch by inch, the ground below slowly sinks, the smoke and dust billow into the sky, nothing can stop it, and it is indestructible.

Moreover, the blood flowing on the gun body turned into a boundless river of blood at this moment. The blood surged rapidly, like the sea of ​​​​blood in hell. From time to time, the remains and remains of the fallen immortal gods appeared. They were all slain gods.

A powerful existence that has been destroyed before.

"God's Palm!"

The Black Mist King had a serious look on his face, quickly forming seals with his hands, stretching his Demonic Corpse Body, and showing his strongest palm skills. Under the influence of the aura of the God-killing Spear, he felt unprecedented depression. It was the aura of death, and he had to use all his strength.

contend.

However, people thought he was going crazy, because the power of the God-killing Spear was so powerful that anyone with a discerning eye could see that it was not something that ordinary people could resist.

In fact, Wuming felt that the Black Mist King was looking for death. This gun was called God Killer, and it could kill gods and create a scene of destruction in the Twilight of the Gods. How could the palm of a mere god be able to resist it.

"Boom!"

The heaven and earth overturned, and the void shook violently, like an immortal drum roaring, causing the universe to disintegrate inch by inch, heading toward destruction.

This is the sound made by the divine palm of the Black Mist King. It is also extremely brave and invincible, showing the majestic power of the divine palm to destroy the world. Its palm is like the sky, suppressing all creatures and spirits, and can command the world.

"when!"

The harsh sound shocked the world. When the Black Mist King's creature palm first came into contact with the nameless God-killing Spear, it made an extremely harsh sound. Everyone's ears were ringing, and many people couldn't bear it. Wow.

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

However, this was also the moment of first contact. With Wuming's exertion, the God-killing Spear shattered the world. With devastating power, it charged forward. Not only did it penetrate the Black Mist King's divine palm, but its power remained undiminished and it pierced directly.

The body of the Black Mist King.

"This spear can kill gods, how can the palm of a mere god stop me!" Wuming shouted in a deep voice, looking down at the world, with a kind of invincible domineering attitude that he was the only one in the world.

"Wake it up for me!"

Wuming swung the God-killing Spear with all his strength, directly picked up the Black Mist King's body and swung it. The Black Mist King couldn't help but scream in pain, because when Wuming exerted his strength, the God-killing Spear pierced into his body.

The gun was stirring in his body, and the pain that came in that instant was definitely not something that ordinary people could bear.

"Bang!"

Wuming swung the divine spear, driving the huge body of the Black Mist King, and fell hard to the ground. In an instant, air waves rolled and smoke and dust billowed into the sky.

Wuming's almost brutal blow knocked the Black Mist King dizzy, and the sharp blade of the God-killing Spear also made a wound more than a foot long on the Black Mist King's body, dripping with blood.

It's so hideous that it makes one's scalp numb.

"Ah..." Black Mist King's hair flew wildly, and he couldn't help roaring. This is so frustrating. How could he be beaten like this by Wuming?

"Resuscitate me with the power of evil, condense it into a soldier, and destroy all natural enemies!" The Black Mist King shouted, and his body quickly separated from the God-killing Spear, causing unparalleled terror.

In an instant, endless evil power fell from the sky, all of which entered his body, and his wounds healed quickly.

At the same time, in his hand, there was an extremely terrifying aura, which quickly rose up like a blowout and condensed into a sharp long knife.

The sword energy rolled across the sky, and the laws of heaven manifested themselves. There were endless numbers, but they were all humming and trembling, as if they were extremely afraid of the terrifying long sword condensed with endless evil power.

"Wu Ming, let me risk my life to use this move. I will kill you today!" Holding a long knife, the Black Mist King's aura reached its peak, his eyes filled with madness and hatred.

However, after being handsome for only three seconds, the expression on the Black Mist King's face suddenly froze, and the murderous intent boiling in his heart became even stronger.

Because just when he borrowed the power of the evil source to condense the long sword, Wuming did not stop taking action. A big foot quickly kicked towards him, and the landing point was his face.

"Wu Ming, you are looking for death!"

Before he could take action, the Black Mist King quickly hid to the side, because if Wuming's kick was successful, the Black Mist King's face would be completely destroyed. Even if he didn't die today, he would become a big joke in the future.

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But Wuming's painstakingly prepared kick was so easy to dodge. The Black Mist King tried his best, but Wuming still kicked him on the shoulder. It exploded with great force. There was only a click, and his shoulder blade was

It exploded.

Fortunately, the left shoulder injured by the Black Mist King this time does not affect his ability to use the evil sword. Otherwise, even if the evil sword is as powerful as the sky, he may not be able to use it.

"Go to hell!"

The bright sword light illuminated the sky and the earth. The Black Mist King dragged his crippled left arm, quickly swung the evil long sword, and slashed towards Wuming's waist.

He was also a ruthless person. The moment he realized that he could no longer avoid Wuming's kick, he decided to trade his injury for his life, at the expense of his left shoulder injury, in exchange for Wuming's life.

The bright sword light stopped in an instant, and Wuming felt an oppressive chill on his waist. What was even more terrifying was the evil power contained in the sword light, which made him feel that if he could not avoid the Black Mist King's ruthless sword,

, will inevitably end up being cut in half. Even if he manages to survive in the end, I am afraid that the wounds caused by being cut in half will be beyond repair and healing.

And this feeling was the strongest and most intuitive feeling brought to him by the evil power of the origin of evil.

"You can't hide Wuming, go to hell!" The Black Mist King laughed, with a ferocious smile on his face, as if he had already seen the scene where Wuming was cut in half.

At this moment, people hundreds of miles away all became nervous in unison. Knowing that Wuming had now encountered the biggest crisis since the war began, they couldn't help but lean forward, eyes widened, and their fingers became clenched because they clenched their fists too hard.

Got to turn white.

"when!"

The bright sword light passed by in an instant and landed on Wuming's waist without mercy. In an instant, a harsh and loud sound resounded through the sky, shocking everyone.

How could this be the result?

Everyone felt unbelievable, but the most unbelievable thing was the Black Mist King. His eyes were wide open, and he couldn't accept this fact. Wuming actually blocked his flawless sword. How is this possible?
To be continued...