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Only Jiufeng, King Qian and a few others protected Chen Muyu and retreated to the edge of the seal.

He had spent all his wealth to buy these, and he didn't want Jiu Feng and the others to perish in the chaos.

The battle ahead was going to destroy the world and destroy the world. With Chen Muyu's strength, he didn't even dare to get close.

Nearly 400 eighth-level powerhouses besieged Xutian Ancestor together. Can they win?

You should be able to win, right?

Chen Muyu and others felt a little uneasy. The space here was blocked. They tried to take the opportunity to take a walk, but the space barrier was extremely strong and they couldn't do it at all.

Killing a ninth-level powerhouse, even if it's just a clone, is crazy enough.

The space is torn apart, and the killing cry is like thunder.

Everything is crazy.

Chen Muyu waved his sleeves and captured Long Guang, who was lying on the ground not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Upon inspection, he was seriously injured, but still breathing.

Need wealth worth 120 million!

A strong person at the peak of the eighth level only needs 120 million. This should be considered a missed opportunity!

Chen Muyu did not hesitate and directly took Long Guang under his command. Then, he asked King Qian to get two blood pills and feed them to him.

He also used a large amount of divine and demonic Dao Yun to help Long Guang quickly restore the damaged Dao Fruit.

Not long after, Long Guangyou woke up, meditated for a while, and then regained his complexion.

I have to say that these gods and demons are in good physical condition.

"Long Guang meets the master!"

Long Guang knelt down in front of Chen Muyu respectfully.

The spirit mother saw this scene and was greatly surprised.

Who exactly is this person? That he has so many eighth-level experts enslaved by him, including several peak eighth-level people.

He has never seen Long Guang, so he doesn't know the relationship between Long Guang and Chen Muyu. All he saw was Long Guang worshiping his master. If he knew that Long Guang didn't know Chen Muyu before, I'm afraid he would be able to react immediately Escaped from here.

Chen Muyu ignored the shock and looked up. The battle was still going on, and the two sides seemed to be in a stalemate.

The ninth-level powerhouse is powerful. This is just a clone, and he can fight with more than 400 eighth-level powerhouses undefeated. How terrifying would it be if he came?

In this way, Chen Muyu became more determined to kill this clone completely. If he escaped, exchanged tricks with the original person, and summoned the original ancestor of Xutian to come, then none of them would be able to survive.

"Do you still have the Sacred Heart Stone in your hand?"

Chen Muyu immediately asked Long Guang about the whereabouts of the Sacred Heart Stone. As long as he had this object in his hand, he could pick anyone to use it on the spot, and he would become an emperor immediately at the eighth level. Even if he was suppressed by the laws of this world and could not achieve the ninth level, he would probably be close to it. Wherever you go, it should be enough to deal with the Xutian clone.

Moreover, the Sacred Heart Stone contains the ultimate law, and it is not certain whether the law here can suppress the ability of the Sacred Heart Stone.

Chen Muyu is full of expectations.

Long Guang shook his head, with a look of resentment and regret on his face, "It was taken away by Ancestor Xu Tian!"

Um?

Although he was mentally prepared, Chen Muyu's heart still sank when he heard Long Guang's words.

The Pig King's Sacred Heart Stone fell into the hands of Ancestor Xutian.

But I wonder if he knows the function of the Sacred Heart Stone. If the Sacred Heart Stone is used by him, even if it is just a clone, will he directly gain stronger power?

When the time comes, they may be in danger.

Chen Muyu's eyes fell on the spirit mother who was watching from the side.

With his eyes moving slightly, Chen Muyu said, "Fellow Spirit Mother, can you help me a little bit? Let's work together to kill this thief. Otherwise, if this continues, no one will benefit."

The Spirit Mother had a deal with him. If Chen Muyu and his gang were gone, his hope of leaving the blood world would be gone.

However, for offending a ninth-level strong man for this, with the cautious character of the spirit mother, it is a bit difficult for him to make a choice at this moment.

Sure enough, the spirit mother frowned slightly, obviously hesitating.

Chen Muyu said, "If Fellow Spirit Mother is worried about Xutian Ancestor himself, there is no need to say that he doesn't know what is happening here. Even if he knows, once Fellow Spirit Mother leaves this place, he will soon be able to break through the Nine You don’t have to be afraid of him then, fellow Taoist, if we don’t all work together at this moment, when he kills us all, he will definitely not let you go.”

It does make sense.

The spirit mother took a deep breath and nodded slightly.

"King Qian, you come up too, don't worry about me."

Chen Muyu shouted, leaving only Jiufeng and Bai Shu to look after him, while everyone else joined the battle group.

One more person means more power.

Moreover, this is not just an extra force. King Qian, Bao Ying, Long Guang, who has just restored some power, and a pseudo-ninth-level spirit mother, cannot destroy the clone of the Xutian ancestor. Chen Muyu also I really don’t believe it.

The space in front of him was twisted and cracked, and Chen Muyu didn't even dare to look there, let alone clearly see the situation on the battlefield.

But with the participation of King Qian and others, I believe the situation will be reversed.

boom!

There were loud explosions, and endless rain of blood fell in the twisted space.

I don’t know how many strong men have fallen.

Chen Muyu's heart was twitching.

Whoosh.

Streaming light flashed.

"Master, be careful."

Bai Shu was shocked and quickly took Chen Muyu away.

There was a bang.

An object fell not far from where they were just now, making a big hole in the ground.

Looking into the pit, Chen Muyu's eyes lit up slightly.

Heavenly Halberd!

That is the Heavenly Halberd.

Looking up at the direction of the battle, he let go of the Heavenly Transformation Halberd. Although the battle was still going on, it was certain that the Xutian Ancestor was already at a disadvantage.

He reached out and made a move, and the Heavenly Halberd flew into his hand.

The body of the halberd was wrapped in the blood of gods and demons, making it hot and full of evil energy.

The ultimate magic weapon is of immeasurable value.

Even if the Heavenly Transformation Halberd is put away, Xu Tian's ancestor will lose the help of the Heavenly Transformation Halberd, and his strength will definitely be greatly reduced.

This battle will be successful.

…

At the same time, in the fighting void, the situation of Ancestor Xu Tian was indeed not good. Originally, he was not afraid of the siege of these people, and he could completely grind these hundreds of gods and demons to death bit by bit, but King Gan and the others The addition of several people reversed the situation.

He is just a clone, not the real ninth level, and has limited combat power. Although he uses secret techniques and explores his potential, he can barely compete with each other, but as time goes by, it will be difficult for him to fight with four fists, and he will inevitably fall behind.

At this time, he had been forced into a desperate situation by the two forces. Countless laws were imposed on him like a storm. These laws came from different gods and demons, and some were even comparable to the ninth level.

The power of the law crazily destroyed his body and wiped out his will. Ancestor Xu Tian lived in the middle, with a disk hanging above his head, which kept shining clear light, resisting the violent attacks of the law.

The surrounding legions of gods and demons were also exerting all their strength at this moment, and their eyes were swollen red.

"Everyone, please work harder, he won't last long."

Feng Chuqi was covered in blood and shouted loudly. At this moment, he had only one thought: he could not let the clone of Patriarch Xutian leave and must let him perish here.