Chapter 155: Clone Killing God Realm

Author: Liufengxiao

Chapter 155: Clone Killing God Realm

"madness!"

Lei He scolded the disciple and said coldly: "With my strength, I can snatch the blood fruit directly, but don't forget that this is Daliang, the territory of the Martial God. It is not cost-effective to offend the Martial God for a blood fruit.

In addition, it is rumored that the God of War knows a weird paper-man clone technique. Looking at Zhang Gufeng's calm and calm appearance, can you guarantee that he does not have a paper-man clone on his body? I dare to conclude that if we take it by force, we will be the ones who suffer.

"

The disciple looked ashamed when he was told that.

I only saw immediate benefits, but never thought so far ahead.

Lei He shook his head, looking at the direction in which Zhang Gufeng and others were leaving, and couldn't help but sigh, "This Daliang is amazing. It has risen to such an extent in just a few decades, and the potential of these younger generations is also huge.

, if Daliang is allowed to develop like this, it will only be a matter of time before it surpasses the other three overlord dynasties."

Several people were shocked when they heard this.

Unexpectedly, Lei He had such a high opinion of Daliang.

"Elder, is this too exaggerated?"

"Hmph, you are all my elite disciples of Bashan Sword Pavilion, but you were defeated by the students of Wutongyuan. There are thousands of students in Wutongyuan. Who knows how many students like Zhang Yuan there are? After these students have achieved success in their studies,

, the metropolis serves the imperial court and opens up territory for Daliang, and when Daliang's national strength increases, it will feed back Wutongyuan. Such a virtuous cycle, do you still think I am exaggerating?"

Lei He's words made everyone think deeply.

When I think about it carefully, I really break out in a cold sweat.

"The more I understand today's Daliang, the more I admire and fear the God of War. He almost single-handedly supported Daliang's rise."

Lei He sighed.

Even though they may be enemies in the future, this does not prevent him from admiring Ming Buyan. He sometimes thinks that if a genius like Ming Buyan was born in Bashan Jiange, they would probably have become the head of Xuanzong by now.

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Time passes.

It has been more than ten days since Zhang Gufeng led Wutongyuan students into the blessed land.

In ten days, they collected a lot of medicinal materials, killed many beasts that could be called monsters, and fought against all major Xuanzong disciples. The gains, experience, and insights they brought in just ten days were almost as good as ten years of hard training.

.

They are all excited.

I even have the urge to stay in this blessed place forever.

boom!

At this time, there was a roar in the sky, thunder and sword light were flashing in the clouds, and terrifying energy fell down like a waterfall.

A beam of true energy accidentally landed next to Zhang Gufeng and exploded violently.

The sudden burst of power required him to use up all his energy to withstand it, and the other students were simply swept away by the aftermath.

"This kind of power is by no means an ordinary Tongxuan, it is a battle between divine realm warriors!! Divine realm warriors have appeared in the blessed land!"

And now they happened to be in the center of the battle between divine warriors! Zhang Gufeng asked himself that he did not have the strength to protect all students Zhou Quan.

Without saying anything, he took out the paper man clone.

The paper man's clone transformed directly into Ming Wuyan in the air. He glanced at the intertwining swords and thunder in the sky, smiled slightly and said: "Sure enough, just like what the general in white said, the wood-attribute blessed land has attracted even god-level warriors.

.”

He waved his sleeves, and his true energy poured out like a flood, turning into a huge shield to cover all Wutongyuan students, isolating the aftermath of the battle in the divine realm.

With another gentle push, everyone was safely sent outside the battle circle.

During the whole process, the aftermath of the battle in the divine realm also fell on the shield, but the students did not feel scared or panicked.

Because they are full of confidence in Mingwuyan.

It seems that as long as the other party appears, everything will be fine if the sky falls.

"Let me see what these two gods are fighting for next."

Ming Wuyan smiled faintly and rushed towards the two divine realms.

During this process, he was also observing the entire blessed land with his spiritual thoughts, and realized that the spiritual energy in this blessed land was richer than the outside world.

In addition, the concentration of spiritual energy in each place in the blessed land also differs.

Ordinary warriors cannot sense it.

Only those in the divine realm with spiritual thoughts can sense it, and the place where the two divine realms are now clashing is the place with the richest spiritual energy in the entire blessed land.

This kind of place is often the birthplace of the core treasures of Blessed Land.

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Above the sky.

An old man was dressed in black, holding a long sword, and his white hair was dancing wildly. Even though his body was hit by lightning and there were scorch marks on it, he still looked crazy.

Opposite him was a middle-aged man covered in lightning, with a stern face and a majestic look on his brows.

The two were facing each other, their breaths colliding in the air, and their invisible spiritual thoughts also rushing wildly, each trying to overpower the other in terms of momentum.

But it was obvious that the old man in black was at a disadvantage. The sword in his hand was trembling slightly, his face remained wild, but his breath was gradually weakening.

"Heisha, you are already old. It is no longer your time. Hand over the tree dragon heart and I will let you continue to live on."

The middle-aged man said coldly.

"Haha, are today's juniors so arrogant? You have only broken through to the divine realm a few years ago, and you dare to talk to me like this?"

The old man laughed heartily and did not compromise.

"Although I have just broken through to the divine realm not long ago, my momentum is at its peak. Although it has been five hundred years since you broke through to the divine realm, you are already old and frail. You are no longer what you were before. One will wax and wane, and within thirty moves, I will definitely

Can kill you!"

"Since you know that I am old and frail, you should know that I cannot give up the heart of a tree dragon that can bring me back to the top and extend my life for a hundred years!"

As the middle-aged man said, Heisha is too old.

Life is approaching and potential is exhausted.

The Tree Dragon Heart can extend his life and restore his body to its peak state. He cannot give up such a treasure even if he risks his life.

"In that case, let me give you a ride."

The middle-aged man said and took action again.

Thunder and lightning hit Heisha one after another. After a while, Heisha, who was exhausted and exhausted, could not resist the menacing middle-aged man.

The sword in his hand was chopped off by a thunderbolt, and his body was struck by another thunderbolt. A green light ball flew out of his arms.

There is a piece of wood in the light mass.

But there are dragon patterns on the wood, exuding vitality.

"No, Shulongxin!"

Heisha hurriedly wanted to take it back, but was attacked from behind by a middle-aged man, and a bolt of thunder penetrated his chest.

A generation of gods has fallen.

Before he died, he kept staring at Shulong's heart with great reluctance.

The middle-aged man who had finished dealing with the black evil was about to take the heart of the tree dragon when he saw the treasure falling on a flawless white palm.

It was Ming Wuyan, who had been sitting on the sidelines watching the fight between tigers and tigers, who intervened.

He played with the wooden dragon heart, feeling the majestic vitality in it, and smiled lightly: "It's a good treasure, no wonder so many people are fighting for it."

Even with his vision, he is quite satisfied with this tree dragon heart.

"It's you, Daliang Wushen."

"Yes, it's me. I want this tree dragon's heart. If you don't want to fight with me, then please just leave."

Ming Wuyan smiled lightly, not intending to kill the other person.

It's a pity that the other party didn't seem to appreciate it. His eyes were cold and he said, "I have never been able to get anything my Yunhai Immortal Sect wants."

Yunhai Xianmen, one of Xuanzong.

Ming Buyan looked at the other party carefully. He was a person in the divine realm, even if he was not the master of Xuanzong, he was still an extremely important figure.

Killing the other party is tantamount to completely turning against Yunhai Xianmen.

But will he care?

"Do you want to die?"
To be continued...