All weapons were broken and crushed.

All monks in the mysterious realm have exhausted their magic power.

All monks in the Chonglou realm have exhausted their magic power.

The monks in the Foundation Establishment Realm hit Wu Tie with three fists and two legs, and their legs were broken and their fists were cracked. They grinned but their faces were full of smiles and retreated.

For them, it is already a great asset to earn dozens of gold coins with three punches and two legs.

As for some flesh and blood injuries, what are these low-level monks?

The monks in the Foundation Establishment Realm with broken limbs retreated with a smile, gathered together in the distance, looking at this side with eager eyes.

The monks in the Xuan Realm looked at their broken and shattered weapons with heartache, shook their heads, suppressed their smiles, and retreated seven or eight miles away, standing with the monks in the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Hundreds of monks in the Tower Realm looked at me, and I looked at you. After exhausting their magic power, they looked at Wu Tie, who was not damaged in the flesh, sighed heavily, then curled up slightly, and retreated behind more than a dozen monks in the Life-College Realm, standing still.

More than a dozen cultivators from the realm of the Life Pond looked at Wu Tie blankly.

Wu Tie patted the debris of weapons on his body, took out a clean set of clothes and put them on, shook his head and sighed at the other party.

"If I hadn't been afraid of fighting with you, I would have accidentally hurt you innocent subordinates. I wouldn't have been so polite."

Shaking his head, Wu Tie clapped his hands, turned around and left in a very casual manner.

Lao Tie stood beside the White Tiger Strike and grinned at the dozen stupid masters of the Mind Coast Realm: "A bunch of stupid birds, ha, do you know what silly birds mean? Hello, have you seen them, birds?"

The old man who had just driven the wind suddenly screamed at the top of his lungs: "A bunch of waste! They are all waste... They don't count, they don't count... You didn't even hurt a single hair of him, do you still have the nerve to ask for gold coins?"

The other masters in the Life Pond realm woke up at the same time. They turned around and cursed at their subordinates.

Hundreds of levels of the Tower Realm, two or three thousand mysterious realms, and tens of thousands of foundation-building cultivators were staring at their leaders one by one.

Their faces became gloomy. The promise of their leaders was to be let go of a stinky smell?

The low-level monks in the mysterious realm and the foundation building realm did not dare to say anything, but the faces of hundreds of cultivators in the level of the building realm were not good-looking. Each of them took turns to chop Wu Tie hundreds of times, and these were thousands of gold coins!

Thousands of gold coins... This is not a small amount of money for them, so I'm not going to blame them?

"What? What do you think of me? Do you still want to rebel?" The middle-aged man who had just set fire to the fire and was overwhelmed by everyone in the procession, roared: "Everyone is so useless. It's good that I didn't settle the score with you. Do you still have the courage to look at me like this?"

More than a dozen cultivators in the realm of Life Pond released a huge aura, which scared the subordinates so much that they shrank their heads and no one dared to look up at them again.

Wu Tie turned around suddenly, and he shouted angrily at the other party: "It's better to have you been with me before? Let's go away and fight, don't hurt your subordinates by accident, okay?"

The faces of more than a dozen masters of the Mingchi Realm changed slightly. They looked at each other. The old man of the Mingchi Realm who had just pulled out the golden scimitar let out a long roar. His hands shook, and the golden scimitar turned into a golden moon wheel, slashing silently on Wu Tie's head.

This golden scimitar is of excellent quality, and it is obviously an ancient treasure magic weapon.

Wu Tie's scalp was torn apart by a scimitar, and a large piece of blood flowed down his cheeks, but the blade and Wu Tie's skull collided hard, and a crisp sound was heard. Wu Tie's skull was not damaged at all, and the golden scimitar's knife edge made several gaps the size of rice grains.

Wu Tie suddenly raised his hands, his fingers emitted a dark light, his fingers trembled suddenly, and the flesh and blood on his fingers tore apart, revealing a deep-lit finger bone, and then he hit the scimitar heavily.

‘Ding~’!

The extremely long collision sound, Wu Tie's fingers collided with the golden scimitar hundreds of thousands of times in an instant. The continuous collision sounds formed a long shock. The golden scimitar shattered with a bang, and a large stream of light that could only be seen by Wu Tie's eyes roared out and quickly penetrated into Wu Tie's fingers.

Wu Tie's bones quickly became hot, his fingers were skin and flesh burst out, and large pieces of blood spilled out with high temperature.

Wu Tie took a deep breath, and a flexible suction force on his finger bones emitted, and the sprinkled blood quickly flew back to his palms. A stream of hot stream was released from the bones and quickly merged into the torn flesh of the palms. The wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Who else?" The blood flowing on the face was also quickly retracting the wound on the top of the head. Except for a few drops of dried blood scabs, all the flowing blood was retracted. The half-foot-long wound healed quickly and soon there was no trace.

More than a dozen masters from the Life-College Realm looked at Wu Tie in amazement.

The old man who released the scimitar shook his body. He gritted his teeth tightly and endured it without emitting blood.

After enduring three breaths, the old man's cheeks bulged, and a large amount of blood kept gushing out through the gaps of his lips, followed by a large amount of blood flowing out in his ears, nostrils, and corners of his eyes.

With a 'wow' sound, the old man spitted blood up to the sky and then fell backwards.

More than a dozen monks from the Heavy Tower Realm rushed up and hurriedly supported the old man. They looked at the old man with a complicated expression, then looked at Wu Tie, and then looked at the metal dust falling to the ground in front of Wu Tie. They sighed heavily one by one, surrounded the old man and walked backwards.

The remaining dozen cultivators in the Life Pond realm also looked at each other in complex expressions.

Suddenly, an old man and a middle-aged man took action at the same time. The old man emitted a blue cold light, while the middle-aged man emitted a black storm. The strong wind circled the seriously injured old man and a dozen monks in the Chonglou realm, and wiped them out in an instant, without even a trace of scum.

"Congratulations to both of you, Pishan City is the one in your pocket." The other monks in the Life Pond realm smiled at the same time and bowed to the old man and the middle-aged man.

The two of them nodded with a slight smile, and looked at each other with great vigilance.

Wu Tie sighed immediately.

Such an ugly human nature.

Obviously, the old man who was driving the scimitar was the master of Pishan City, and should also be the only cultivator in the city's life-pool realm.

The golden scimitar is his natal magic weapon, and as an ancient treasure magic weapon, the old man must have nourished his soul and nurtured his weapon.

The golden scimitar was shattered by Wu Tie's blow, and the old man's soul was severely damaged. He wanted to pretend to be nothing in front of everyone, but because of the serious injuries, he could not hold on and fell down.

The old man and the middle-aged man should be his neighbors in Pishan City.

The two of them directly wiped him out without hesitation, and the dozen or so cultivators in the Chonglou realm should also be the direct people of Pishan City.

In this way, Pishan City is the spoil that the two of them can reach out to fight.

"See you laugh, see you laugh!" The old man and the middle-aged man bowed to other masters in the Mingchi realm, and then turned around without saying a word and left.

Wu Tie is too difficult to deal with. Instead of fighting for the rewards promised by the General's Mansion, it is better to take the benefits of Pishan City in your hands. The two sides can also have a lot of benefits by dividing Pishan City, which is a real benefit.

There were more than a hundred Chonglou realms, hundreds of Sense Mysterious realms, and more than a thousand Foundation Establishment cultivators quickly left with the two.

Most of the monks in the Foundation Establishment Realm have broken limbs. They support each other and walk with all their strength, but their speed is not slow.

Wu Tie looked at the monks who stayed behind coldly: "Do you want to end up like the unlucky guy just now?"

More than a dozen cultivators in the realm of the Life Pond looked at each other, and at the same time they felt a strong sense of alertness. After a while, they looked at Wu Tie, looked back at the low-level cultivators behind them, and then sighed heavily.

The next moment, these people raised their hands at the same time. They did not dare to release their natal weapons, but directly used the most powerful magical power they mastered.

The monks in Chonglou Realm behind them screamed in unison and fled back with all their might.

In the mysterious realm, the monks in the foundation building realm had time to move. The strong wind, fire, ice, flood, golden sword, poisonous fog and other attacks collided with each other, making a loud thunderous sound, and rushed to Wu Tie.

On Wu Tie's body, the armor given by Osiris quietly appeared, and two huge metal wings suddenly opened, and the black divine light protected the whole body.

Lao Tie stood nearly a hundred meters behind Wu Tie. The tower of rebirth floated out from Lao Tie's head and released a large black light to stabilize the surrounding corridors, preventing the magical and secret techniques of these cultivators in the Life Pond realm from causing too much damage to the corridor.

The full-strength attack from more than a dozen life-pool realms flooded Wu Tie and then hit the tower of rebirth.

The black light on the surface of the Rebirth Tower flashed a little, whether it was a strong wind, a fire, an ice, or a golden sword. Various magical and mysterious techniques were like sea waves hitting the reef, shattering some, and some were rolled back.

These magical and mysterious techniques roared across the corridor that was several miles long.

The monks in the mysterious realm and foundation building realm made desperate roars at the same time... They could not dodge, their cultivation was low, and they were powerless to dodge. The monks in the Chonglou realm had escaped for several miles. They took their time to take away a few of their confidants.

Everyone else was overwhelmed by the magical powers of these cultivators in the realm of life.

Wu Tie opened his palms, and his palms seemed to have an invisible vortex, constantly releasing huge suction power, forcibly introducing part of the attack power of the magical secret technique into his body.

His body expanded a circle, and these attacks from the Life Pond Realm... were not easy to absorb.

The tower of rebirth absorbed 30% of its power, Wu Tie absorbed 20% of its power, and the mysterious magic that was reversed back was offset by these life pool realms, and the remaining 10% of its aftermath still instantly dissipated more than 10,000 low-level cultivators.

"You guys, damn it."

After more than a dozen cultivators in the Life Pond realm released their full-strength attack, they heard Wu Tie's cold and ruthless scolding.

They turned around and left without saying a word. The natal divine weapons they didn't dare to take out just now were sacrificed one after another, turning into long streams of light, and instantly fleeing to the distance for several miles.

The huge metal wings behind Wu Tie flapped rapidly. He flashed for more than ten miles, and flew to the corridor in the distance faster than these cultivators in the Life Pond realm, blocking them.

The monks in the Chonglou realm had fled, and all the low-level monks were killed with one blow. Wu Tie no longer had any psychological burden. Faced with these ugly monks in the Life Pool realm, he held the White Tiger Strike tightly, concentrated his mind and stabbed him with one shot.

A miserable white spear light teared the void.

A monk from the Life-College Realm exploded into a bloody dance.

Another white gun light pierced straight out.

A monk from the Mind Coke realm screamed, and he evaded to one side. The gun still broke through his body, and his body exploded with a bang.

More than a dozen guns pierced out in a row.

More than a dozen cultivators in the realm of the Life Pool could not escape and exploded in the air.

Wu Tie stood with his gun, tragic, and the spear full of evil spirits remained in the air. The spear that lasted for several miles was reluctant to dissipate in the air. Everyone could faintly hear the sensational roar of tigers in their ears, and the roar of billions of soldiers angrily killing the enemy on the battlefield.

The sound of breaking through the air came.

Wu Tie turned around, and the cultivators in Chonglou realm who had just escaped retreated one by one with complicated expressions.

Behind them, dozens of four-wheeled chariots flew in the air, and dozens of golden-armored monks stood on each chariot. These golden-armored monks were wearing cloaks with exquisite Utopia patterns embroidered on them.

Huaguang stood on a chariot in front, and the four wheels of the chariot rotated in the air, making a loud thunder and splashing a large piece of fire.

His eyes were like swords. He looked at Wu Tie from afar, and Wu Tie felt as if a sword had slashed in front of him.

'bite'!

Wu Tie was hit hard on his shoulder, and his upper body shook back hard. The huge force attacked. Wu Tie was unstable and was beaten back by the huge force for hundreds of meters.

Mars flew everywhere on the shoulder armor, and Hua Guang looked at Wu Tie from afar. It was not like a sword slashing down, but that there was a real invisible sword light hit Wu Tie in the air.
To be continued...