Gao Wu: Returning from the Tomb of Gods, I am invincible!

The reputation and influence of the Wu Shen Cult in South Vietnam are unparalleled.

Some people may not even know about Dragon City and Dragon Kingdom.

But in South Vietnam, the Wushen Cult reaches as high as the old man who has been buried.

Down to the newborn baby.

The Witch God Sect must be unknown to everyone and unknown to everyone.

The status and reputation of the four elders of the Wushen Sect in South Vietnam are almost like gods.

The most powerful person in the South Vietnam region is one of the four elders.

The status of the four elders in the Wushen Cult is even higher than that of the leader.

Strength is the root of everything.

On weekdays, the four elders live in seclusion in the Holy Land of Wushen Cult.

I only heard his name, but never saw him.

At this moment, two elders appeared in this Mujing City!

"There is nothing in South Vietnam that is not my business!"

Elder Haoyue's voice was plain and loud.

Its momentum swept over like an overwhelming force.

Make the heaven and earth quiet.

Only the bright moon shines between heaven and earth.

But only for a moment.

Another big trend emerged from the sky.

Compete with the bright moonlight!

This is the general trend of Elder Yin Li.

The half of the sky he occupied was completely dark.

It seems that even the moonlight has difficulty entering its range of influence.

"This matter is related, but it is not your responsibility."

The voice of Yinli was vaguely cold, but it was equally powerful and resounded throughout the world!

The two general forces competed in the air.

"This is my grandson-in-law, I don't care who is in charge?"

Elder Haoyue snorted coldly, and his momentum suddenly surged.

Between those two general trends, I vaguely have some upper hand!

"Grandson-in-law?"

The spectators on the ground were all shocked and stunned.

Everyone was very surprised.

Stop talking about them.

Even Li Mu was stunned.

He has never seen this elder Haoyue.

Suddenly, he thought of Qingyue.

"Elder Haoyue's only granddaughter seems to be the contemporary saint of the Witch God Cult..."

"This, this guy is a Saint?"

"Who is this kid?"

"Damn it!"

……

For a moment, many onlookers could not help but look at Li Mu with anger.

The saint of the Witch God Cult.

Its meaning is no different from that of the Saint of South Vietnam.

Now, a boy suddenly appeared, claiming to be a man from a saint.

The key is that this is the saint's grandfather.

Haoyue, one of the four elders of the Witch God Sect, said it!

high altitude.

Yin Li's expression suddenly became much gloomier.

"Xiao Gao, do it!"

"you dare!"

Elder Haoyue shouted sharply instantly.

At this moment, Gao Zhixiang was in a dilemma.

Both of them are elders of the Witch God Sect.

He dared not offend anyone.

Don't look at him at level eleven.

He is only one level away from the two elders.

But this difference of one level is the real difference between heaven and earth!

A warrior's journey.

Not just warriors.

Level thing.

The farther back you go, the bigger the gap becomes!

At the level of Martial Saint.

The gap between each level can be described as earth-shaking!

Ten and eleven are worlds apart.

The difference between eleven and twelve is almost immortal!

twelve.

It is the level closest to "god"!

Not to mention the countless existences of Level [-].

If you want to enter the "god" state, you have no way.

Trapped at that level for dozens and hundreds of years!

Being trapped in the first-level realm for a long time, the accumulation is naturally extraordinary.

The four elders of the Witch God Sect have all been promoted to the twelfth level for at least several decades!

Its combat power can be regarded as first-rate even among level [-]!

Gao Zhixiang knows very well.

In the hands of these two elders.

I am afraid that I am just like Li Mu in my hands.

Absolute crushing, no power to fight back.

Facing different orders from the two elders, he couldn't help but be cautious.

Yin Li's expression became increasingly gloomy.

After pondering for a moment, he spoke:

"Old ghost Haoyue, do you think I want to touch him?"

Elder Haoyue's expression condensed slightly.

Immediately, the two stood quietly in the sky.

They seem to be communicating in some secret way.

After a while, Haoyue's expression changed drastically.

He hesitated for a moment.

Its momentum converges.

His figure fell.

He looked at Li Mu on the ground.

"Follow me back to the Witch God Cult, and I will protect you from worries."

"Ha ha……"

Li Mu's expression remained unchanged.

The blood in his eyes grew stronger.

How could he be easily influenced by others?

Elder Haoyue raised his eyebrows slightly.

Immediately he sighed helplessly.

If you don't see its movement, there is invisible energy gathering.

Wisps of air flow gathered together.

It seemed to turn into invisible ropes and tied them straight towards Li Mu.

They are coming from all directions!

In an instant, Li Mu, who was almost exhausted, moved!

At this moment, Li Mu seemed to be moved.

It seemed that the firing gun in his hand was driving his figure.

His body narrowly avoided one invisible energy after another.

If you can't dodge it, if you click the gun, it will burst into unparalleled cold light at that moment and tear it into pieces!

See this scene.

Haoyue couldn't help but narrow her eyes.

It was just a casual blow from him.

But to be able to be escaped by a Martial King...

It’s still incredible.

He couldn't help frowning slightly.

He didn't want to hurt Li Mu unless necessary.

After all, he is his grandson-in-law.

Especially now that his injuries were obviously so serious.

But the problem is that this young man refuses to give in no matter what...

"Let Xiao Gao do it."

Yin Li's figure came to Haoyue's side without any trace.

Haoyue said nothing, but frowned a little more.

Neither agreed nor refused.

But the meaning is already obvious.

Yin Li winked.

Gao Zhixiang understood immediately.

His figure instantly approached Li Mu.

There is no trace at all, as if it appeared out of thin air.

A palm fell on Li Mu's belly.

In an instant, Li Mu's figure flew out upside down!

A lot of blood was spat out.

The flying figure directly hit a building a hundred meters away.

Layers of walls were knocked open instantly.

His figure fell into the building.

In an instant, the whole building collapsed!

Rubbles and dust were thrown up.

Li Mu's figure was completely buried in it.

The onlookers retreated one after another.

They were all terrified.

This is the strength of the Martial Saint!

Even the countless ninth-level Martial Kings couldn't see his movements at all!

And the young King Wu is equally astonishing!

How could he last so long in the hands of a martial saint!

But now, no matter what, it must be over.

Gao Zhixiang stood emptyly on the ruins of that floor.

Among them, apart from Li Mu, are there any others who have been buried?

Gao Zhixiang doesn't care.

All he knew was that Li Mu must be captured!

Just wave!

The violent airflow gathered instantly.

Move all the furniture on that gravel floor instantly!

Even the dust was suppressed instantly!

In that ruins.

Li Mu's figure was weakly leaning on a piece of gravel.

Embarrassed.

The armor on his body had long been broken, and his whole body was a mixture of blood and dust.

"If he dies, you will be buried with him."

At this moment, Haoyue's voice sounded again.

But there was no other action.

He was just reminding Gao Zhixiang.

What they want is alive!

And Yin Li had no objection to this.

"Elder, please don't worry, this kid won't die that easily."

Gao Zhixiang nodded and saluted.

Immediately he set his sights on Li Mu again.

There is still a bit of depression in his eyes.