The moment the giant golden claw took the picture, Wu Hen was already planning to draw his sword.

If we preserve our strength at this time, we really won't be able to survive today.

"Boom boom boom!!!!!!"

Suddenly, a giant lightning mountain collided from the side of him. The powerful thunder energy composed of millions of electric chains was formed almost instantly, leaving Wu Hen unable to react for a moment.

Wu Hen originally thought that the lightning mountain range was coming towards him, but he found that the lightning mountain range crashed directly into Leng Shu, who transformed into a golden giant spirit.

Leng Shu's golden claws were about to hit Wu Hen's forehead, but he saw Leng Shu's giant spirit shadow being blown away by the millions of lightning chains. The extremely powerful giant spirit body also disintegrated in an instant, revealing its true form.

An extremely exaggerated thunder pit suddenly formed. Leng Shu blew smoke from his mouth and crawled out of the pit on his knees. He stared at the ancient unicorn with anger and confusion in his eyes!

The ancient unicorn responded again with a thunder curtain, hitting Leng Shu.

Leng Shu passively resisted, and facing this powerful Gu Qilin, he had to use all his strength.

Wu Hen was very surprised at first. He had clearly not yet tamed this ancient unicorn, so how could it stand up to help him at such a critical moment?

But soon Wu Hen understood.

The ancient unicorn has relatively high wisdom. Its current situation is actually similar to that of Wu Hen. It was trapped in the golden wall by this group of people. If Wu Hen is killed by these people, what it will face next is this group of people.

The siege of people.

It does not stand on Wu Hen's side and fight side by side with Wu Hen, but must control the situation well and not let one of the three parties gain an absolute advantage, otherwise it will only be reduced to the fate of someone else's soul.

Leng Shu had not taken action before, just wanting to give Wu Hen a fatal blow.

But after all, he ignored the ancient unicorn. The ancient unicorn and Wu Hen had been fighting for a long time. They could be said to be like clams fighting each other. They must join forces at this time.

This behavior of Taikoo Qilin made Leng Shu even more angry. He didn't expect that his own soul was also helping this kid.

It was obvious that the boy was at the end of his strength!

On the other side, Wu Hen has broken free from the encirclement and suppression of the Warsong Alliance, and has also escaped from the suppression range of Ten Thousand Blades Sword Tomb.

He couldn't help but want to give this wise thunder unicorn a thumbs up.

"Big Tengu, you hold that scumbag back, I'll deal with these shrimp soldiers and crab generals first, and then we'll fight to the top again!" Wu Hen said.

The ancient unicorn wished that it could also send down a thunderbolt from the sacred mountain and chop Wu Hen to death with him!

If it hadn't been for his various harassments, how could it have fallen into such a predicament?

"Lishan Sect, haha, you old bastards actually built such a luxurious tomb for me. I will send you into the tomb as well." Wu Hen said, and he jumped up and shot directly into the sky.

Cai Yanbin and Feng Lingzhen of the Lishan Sect were also shocked. They hurriedly gathered together and used the same holy method to fight against the big devil Wu Hen.

After seeing Wu Hen's ability to still stand firm among more than 300 holy cultivators, they also realized that if it hadn't been for the mediation of senior brother Leng Shu, their entire Lishan sect would have died.

Now they had to hold Leng Shu's thigh tighter and try their best to fight against Wu Hen.

Wu Hen killed more than fifty people before, which actually had a certain shock to the entire Warsong Alliance. Everyone came to cast souls. Now this battle is not for their benefit. At the beginning, they had the advantage in numbers and strength.

Sometimes, they will enjoy this sense of superiority over other people's lives, until they find out that they are marginalized characters who are being harassed, and they naturally start to fear and retreat.

Wu Hen attacked the Lishan Sect, which was already very unpopular in the Warsong Alliance. Relying on its own small group,

Always looking down on others, the friendship of the Plastic Alliance was fully reflected at this moment. When Wu Hen showed off his murderous aura, the ten members of the Lishan Sect were left alone and helpless!

The weapons transformed by the holy breath fell from the sky, densely packed together, but to Wu Hen, they were just like drizzle, and could not hurt his powerful seventh-level life form at all.

He let the unknown bronze gun fight on its own, resisting the actions of those in the crowd, while he held the demon sword in both hands and slashed at the group of people hiding in the sky.

The Demon Sword Concubine also released a hundred thousand years of demon power, and its demon soul appeared behind Wu Hen, transforming Wu Hen into a peerless demon god.

He slashed at the female red-robed master Feng Lingzhen with one strike.

Feng Lingzhen used the holy wall to resist, but was still chopped into pieces by Wu Hen!

Before the blade even touched Feng Lingzhen's body, her body exploded and turned into a small rain of blood. Her two eyeballs were still intact, and she still stared in disbelief at Wu Hen, who had turned into a demon god. She didn't understand.

Why does this holy cultivator have all kinds of strange abilities?

"Junior sister!" Cai Yanbin roared angrily, and the scream was even more shrill.

"What do you mean when you shouted so sincerely and turned around and ran away?" Wu Hen said with a smile on his lips.

This Cai Yanbin is also a talent. When he was roaring, Wu Hen had already raised his sword to fight. Under normal circumstances, when seeing his relatives and friends being beheaded like this, shouldn't he rush forward desperately?

But Cai Yanbin, an old bastard, ran so fast and his thoughts were so clear that even Wu Hen felt a little ridiculous.

Sure enough, for cultivators, any friendship is nonsense. The most important thing is to ascend and save your own life. "Your junior sister will be sad, I will send you to reunite with her." Wu Hen raised his knife and walked through the air.

The blade of the sword glowed with the light of a galaxy, and there was an icy cold breath of death in the brilliance.

Cai Yanbin was escaping far away. He hoped that his fellow disciples of the Lishan Sect could help him block it. As a result, the other members of the Lishan Sect had already fled to the ground and blended into the entire Zhange Alliance. They bet that Wu Hen was face-blind.

Didn't recognize the other faces of them.

"brush!"

Another strike of the sword was like dragging out a dazzling galaxy. It was extremely magnificent and beautiful, especially after it was stained with a thick layer of blood mist, making the blade look charming and divine.

Cai Yanbin's head rolled down and fell into the Warsong Alliance, and everyone couldn't help but take a few steps back.

They were really frightened.

They have always believed that the strongest person in the entire Zhange Mountain must be their senior brother Leng Shu. They never thought that this kid who appeared from nowhere was like the reincarnation of Danyou. Killing them as holy cultivators is nothing like slaughtering dogs.

How can people not be frightened by the difference?

"Everyone, listen to my order. He is at the end of his crossbow. Kill him and we will obtain the Thunder God's Qilin Soul.

At that time, Senior Brother Leng Shu will definitely let everyone step into the Holy Kingdom and become a member of the Yunzhong Heaven Realm. But if everyone retreats, this madman will definitely kill us all. It is hard to say whether we can get out of this War Song Mountain alive.

!" Yin Zhiyu also said loudly when his heart was distracted.

"You shouted so loudly, why didn't you take the lead? This person's practice is extremely weird, and the power of the holy breath is more than ten times higher than ours. His realm is obviously a level lower than ours, but he can trample on us at will. If there is no strong person

If we stand in front, we are lambs to be slaughtered!" Finally someone with some brains spoke up.

Yin Zhiyu was there to boost morale and emotions from the beginning to the end. He was never seen coming. Even if he did take action, he would hide from a distance and release some indifferent holy spells. How could he suppress the mad god Danyou in front of him?

.

"Yes, we are all working hard for Senior Brother Leng Shu. As Senior Brother Leng Shu's brother, shouldn't you step forward at this time? Once you suppress him, we will naturally go all out!"

Yin Zhiyu originally wanted to defend himself, but found that the crowd was making more and more such noises.

At this time, Yin Zhiyu also hesitated. How could he not see that Wu Hen's strength was extremely terrifying? He was afraid that the power of a holy cultivator was just one of his many magical powers and could compete with Leng Shu.

"Yin Zhiyu, lead everyone to kill him. I succeeded in casting the soul. Even if I risk being besieged by the totem, I will definitely help you obtain the supreme soul casting. Your future achievements and status will never be lower than mine!" At this moment!

, Leng Shu in the distance finally spoke.

After being together for many years, how could Leng Shu not know what kind of person Yin Zhiyu is.

Only by promising him enough benefits can he truly sacrifice his life for himself.

"Okay!" Yin Zhiyu finally made up his mind. He glanced at the demon sword in Wu Hen's hand and could feel that the demon sword was not as powerful as it was at the beginning.

"Little thief, you have offended the public. Not only our Warsong Alliance cannot tolerate you, but even the entire Holy Sect cannot tolerate you, a person who knows no good from evil!"

Yin Zhiyu's golden light suddenly surged, and the light intertwined into a dark wolf.

He practiced animal-shaped spells, so it's no wonder that the long-distance spells he cast before were of little power.

Yin Zhiyu attacked Wu Hen. He raised his arms, and the golden wolf raised its claws. He pounced forward,

The golden dark wolf also fought hard and bit Wu Hen.

Wu Hen glanced at the demon sword concubine whose starlight was gradually dimming, and knew that the demon god's sword was also exhausted.

He put away the Demon Sword Concubine, then took a deep breath and faced Yin Zhiyu.

When Yin Zhiyu launched the offensive, it also rekindled the fighting spirit of more than two hundred other holy cultivators. In addition to their anger, they were also deeply jealous. They were jealous of why the other party had such superior strength, and they did not believe that they had so many

No one can kill a cultivator of the Holy Infant Realm!

The golden flames formed a boundless mountain range, and everyone used their special skills to kill Wu Hen.

Wu Hen stood there, his seventh-level life form made every pore in him feel like an advanced air valve,

He can gather spiritual energy covering hundreds of kilometers in a very short period of time. After this spiritual energy pours into his body, it will quickly transform into power and turn into silver holy breath.

In an instant, the silver holy breath once again filled his body, Wu Hen condensed into extremely cold frost, and then slapped a palm towards Yin Zhiyu and the more than two hundred holy sect practitioners!

A vast avalanche formed in an instant, and a huge crack seemed to be torn open in the sky. The other end of the crack was connected to a snowy ice field. Billions of ice and snow in the snowy ice field broke into the world from the crack in the air in an instant.
Chapter completed!