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"What did you do?"

Chen Muyu glared at him angrily. As soon as this guy entered Xiaoling Mountain, something like this happened. You don't have to think about it. It must have been this guy.

Facing Chen Muyu's questioning, Yang Ming's face was filled with innocence.

"Uncle Yu, why do you think I'm so bad? I'm just trying to persuade them to make peace. As for them fighting again, I really didn't expect them."

Yang Ming spread his hands and looked into the distance, with a slightly embarrassed expression on his face.

Chen Muyu didn't know what to say at this moment.

There is no doubt that such a big movement just now can only be caused by the self-explosion of the original body by a strong man in the Perfection Realm.

This was much louder than the previous movements when the few strong men in the Perfection Realm fell.

Each of the explosions just now represented the complete fall of a strong man in the Perfection Realm. Chen Muyu couldn't even remember how many explosions had just occurred.

The self-destruction of the original body is completely a means of damaging oneself by ten thousand and the enemy by one thousand.

Only in the most critical moments of great battles would someone choose to do that.

After all, as a strong person in the Perfection Realm, a being who stands at the pinnacle of the spiritual world, even if your opponent is too strong to beat, you can still run away. Even if you can't run away, if you fight hard, you may be able to fight your way out.

But if you choose to self-destruct your original body, you will really give up everything, and you will not even have a chance to be reborn.

This Ling Kuang is also a ruthless person.

After listening to Yang Ming talk about what happened inside, Chen Muyu couldn't help but feel scared.

In order to escape for his own life, he actually asked his subordinates to rush forward and explode their original bodies one by one. How cruel is this?

"Where are the others? Did no one escape?" Chen Muyu asked with a stern face.

Yang Ming shook his head blankly, "It shouldn't be possible. At least Palace Master Mujia and the others shouldn't be able to escape."

Looking at the devastation at his feet, I am afraid that more than half of the hidden monks in the entire Western Continent have been affected. It is easier to say that they are far away from Xiaoling Mountain, but if they are close, I am afraid that even the peak level experts cannot bear such horror. The origin is rampant.

After waiting for a long time and confirming that the explosion would not happen again, Chen Muyu led the people cautiously towards Xiaoling Mountain.

Xiaoling Mountain.

It no longer exists. With so many strong people in the Perfection Realm self-destructing their original bodies, no matter how powerful Xiaoling Mountain's mountain-protecting array is, they can't withstand it and have already turned into fly ash.

A large crater of unknown extent was blown up on the spot. Seawater from all directions flowed in along the torn continental gap, setting off huge waves. I believe that it will not be long before this place will become an inland sea of ​​the Western Continent.

Above, the collapsed space was slowly being repaired, and the terrifying suction force sucked in the incoming seawater, forming countless waterspouts between the sky and the earth, with overwhelming momentum.

The blessed land of Xiaoling Mountain, which once stood tall in the Western Continent for many years, unexpectedly came to an end in this way.

The space power here was still extremely violent, and the spiritual scanning was somewhat limited. However, Chen Muyu still found some survivors.

On a mountain ridge that had been broken in half and badly damaged, Chen Muyu found Mu Jia and Wu Xin.

The clothes on both of them were somewhat tattered and they looked completely graceless. They were sitting cross-legged and meditating, probably recovering from their injuries.

It looked like they were all seriously injured.

Chen Muyu couldn't help but sigh. Even these two people were injured like this. One can imagine the others.

The Northern Continent is afraid that it will suffer heavy losses this time.

Hu Bugui's face turned pale, "Where is Mother Mangshan? She..."

He suddenly thought of Old Mother Mangshan, an existence inextricably linked to Holy Lord Xuanwu. She had just been born, could something happen?

"Brother Chen, help find Mother Mangshan." He quickly turned to Chen Muyu for help.

Chen Muyu was about to say something when two afterimages came across the sky.

It's Yan Mang and Mother Mangshan.

"senior."

Hu Bugui hurriedly greeted her, and he felt relieved when he saw that Mangshan's mother was still alive.

Mother Mangshan's face was pale, and she was obviously injured. When she saw Hu Bugui, she just nodded, walked to the side, found a seat casually, and sat down to rest.

She was worried that Hu Bugui would die just now, but she didn't expect that this old guy was still alive.

Yan Madang waved his sleeves, and several figures flew out of his sleeves.

A few people rolled down, and the rest were some residual limbs of the original body, and it was unknown who they belonged to.

It seems that the condition of the madman is slightly better, and the injury should not be serious.

"After searching around, there are only a few survivors."

There was a bit of bitterness on Lian Man's face, and his eyes fell on the ground.

There are five people who are still relatively intact. Although the injuries are serious, the damage to the original body is still within a controllable range. Basically, they still retain 50% to 60% of their combat power. The rest are some strong men who were blown away. Only some stumps are left, a hand, a foot, a row of teeth, a finger...

"Who are those from the Taiwu clan?" Chen Muyu asked.

I didn't see Mingyu, Mingyan, and Mingxuan. They were the ones he had just spent a lot of money to hire, so they wouldn't just be gone, right?

"A few of them are still searching for survivors outside. The Taiwu clan's physical body is very powerful, so the losses this time are not serious."

Chen Muyu nodded and looked at the stumps on the ground.

It's really terrible to not be able to tell who belongs to whom.

But as long as the original body is not completely destroyed, giving them some time can still restore the physical body.

Due to system permission issues, Chen Muyu could not scan the information of these original bodies, so he could not tell the ownership of these corpses and was helpless.

"What happened? Why did there suddenly be such a big noise?" Chen Muyu came to Lian Mang's side and asked.

There are so many strong men coming to the Northern Continent, as many as thousands, how many of them can survive?

He sighed and told him about the situation at that time.

It was also their misjudgement. They didn't expect Ling Kuang to be so decisive. Without saying a word, they directly let people come up and self-destruct.

And it's not just one or two, but a group of strong people in the Perfection Realm. They are not afraid of death and rush forward one after another to explode themselves.

How many people can withstand the superposition of such violent origins?

Even he, Lian Kuang, lost a protective treasure, so he did not cause multiple injuries. Instead, Wu Xin and Mu Jia were a little careless and were injured to their core.

Lian Mang was acting righteously. At this time, he did not take advantage of others' danger.

Of course, Wu Xin and Mu Jia were not completely incapable of fighting. Even if Lian Kuang had the intention, he would not dare to put it into practice.

"So, Ling Kuang ran away?" Chen Muyu asked.

The madman nodded, "If you make such a big noise and don't run away, will you die together?"

"How many people blew themselves up?" Yang Ming came over at this time.