Seeking the Way of Immortality

"Thunder Hell, break it!"

The angry roar came from the rotating huge wheel.

"Old Six, attack." Wu Dongling seemed to sense the danger and flew towards the Big Dipper Sword Formation regardless of anything.

"Hey, old man, your opponent is me." Jin Jing's annoying voice came again.

Just now, Jin Jing wanted to rescue Wu Zheng, but was stopped by Wu Dongling. Now Wu Dongling wants to rescue Old Six and others, so how could Jin Jing give him a chance?

The two have similar combat power, and neither can suppress the other!

Without Wu Dongling's reminder, Old Six has realized that it is not good. When Wu Zheng's voice fell, the Big Dipper Sword Formation also changed at the same time.

At first, the position of 'Yaoguang' pointed to Wu Zheng, but at this time, the position of 'Yaoguang' turned a little sideways, revealing the position of 'Kaiyang', just aiming at Wu Zheng.

At the moment when the sword formation changed, Old Six's voice came at the same time: "Kaiyang, kill!"

The cold voice was accompanied by the sea breeze, which seemed particularly murderous!

Just as Lao Liu's voice fell, a yellow light followed the Big Dipper Sword Formation from the position of 'Kaiyang' and turned into a peerless sword energy.

At this time, Wu Zheng did not retreat but advanced, like a spinning wheel, and the combination of man and sword performed the fifth style of "Overlord Gun Execution" 'Thunder Hell'.

Before Wu Zheng advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, he could only perform the first four styles of "Overlord Gun Execution". Now, after advancing to the Nascent Soul stage, "Overlord Gun Execution" has long been familiar to his mind, and the nine styles of gun execution are at his fingertips without any awkwardness.

'Boom! '

With a loud noise, smoke filled the sky.

The sea water behind the battlefield was stirred up hundreds of meters high. Jin Jing and Wu Dongling, who were fighting over there, changed color in horror and retreated repeatedly. The fierce strong wind forced them to use the protective shield.

'Ahem! ’

Wu Zheng appeared on the beach holding a spear, his black hair was messy and fluttering in the wind, his green shirt was like a rag, blood was faintly flowing from the corner of his mouth, and his face was a little pale.

Over there, the 19 people of the Wu family were not doing well either. The Big Dipper Sword Formation was directly dispersed by Wu Zheng's "Thunder Hell". The young monk who was injured by the crocodile explosion was now pale and collapsed on the ground, unable to hold himself up.

Not only him, the four people in the Yaoguang and Kaiyang star positions were also seriously injured and collapsed on the ground, without the strength to fight again.

The impact of the Big Dipper Sword Formation was almost borne by the four of them. The 15 people in the back were just a little pale because of the excessive consumption of true essence!

But the black-clothed youth was different. He was already injured. Although he was in the safest position of the star ‘Tianxuan’ when the Big Dipper Sword Formation was formed, Wu Zheng’s ‘Thunder Hell’ was a large-scale attack. This time, he also used all his strength. Almost 30% of his body’s true essence was consumed in this attack. The power of this attack can be imagined!

The black-clothed youth was already seriously injured by the aftermath of the strong wind. How could he hold on at this time!

In addition, the fourteen people in the back were scattered everywhere, more or less a little depressed.

When the smoke dissipated, Wu Zheng suddenly outlined a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth, and cold stars rose up, and every move was aimed at the vital points of the Wu family.

Once the Big Dipper Sword Formation was broken, Wu Zheng had no fear. He ran like lightning with the black iron spear in his hand, and attacked the five monks who had no strength to fight again.

‘Hmm! ’

A muffled groan came, which was particularly harsh under the amplification of the sea breeze.

"How dare you, you brat!" The sixth elder's eyes were bloodshot. Before they could react, three of the five were killed instantly, and the other two were looking at the spear in front of them with horror.

'Puff! '

The sound of the spear piercing through flesh and blood reached everyone's ears one after another.

"Form a formation!"

Wu Dongling roared angrily, and the 'Locking God Chain' in his hand was desperately facing Jin Jing.

Jin Jing screamed strangely, and the 'Charming Blue Light' flickered, avoiding Wu Dongling's attack.

The five Wu family cultivators who had no strength to fight again could not survive a single move in front of Wu Zheng. The Hun Tian Ding appeared at some point, Huang Yu held the Huang Ji Jing Shi Dao, and Wu Zhiming, who had been in seclusion, had already come out of seclusion, holding the 'Liu Guang Ruler', and found a late Yuanying cultivator to fight.

The Ghost King Seal emitted a hazy black light, firmly imprisoning the Nascent Souls of the five cultivators killed by Wu Zheng, while the Hun Tian Ding excitedly absorbed the remaining souls of several people and emitted an excited humming sound.

Seeing that the formation could not be formed again, Lao Liu and the other fourteen fought on their own, and used their best moves to greet Wu Zheng and the other two.

Huang Yu's eyes were bloodshot at this time. The Wu family actually sent twenty cultivators to surround and kill them, including a half-step fifth-level cultivator. This made her heart completely cold, and she did not hold back at all. The phoenix shadow loomed behind her. She was like a gust of wind, burning with blazing flames, and every strike was extremely sharp.

Wu Zhiming was interrupted in his retreat this time, and he was extremely depressed. During this period of time, he followed Wu Zheng and experienced a lot of battles, big and small, and naturally had countless insights from the way of heaven. Unfortunately, before he could fully comprehend it, he was summoned by Wu Zheng.

You don't know until you see it, and you'll be shocked when you see it!

Wu Zheng was covered in blood, and even Jin Jing, who was half a step to the fifth level, was beaten and hid everywhere.

This was unacceptable. Whether Jin Jing lived or died had nothing to do with him, but Wu Zheng couldn't die! The names of hundreds of people in the Biwen Sect were in his hands!

Old Wu was immediately unhappy. He joined the battlefield in a flash and found a black-clothed man at the level of a great monk and started fighting on the spot.

During this period of time, because of the accumulation of cultivation, his combat power is no longer the same as before. He unexpectedly suppressed others and was excited.

But the excitement did not last for an incense stick, and Wu Zhiming's face turned green!

Two mid-Nascent Soul and two early-Nascent Soul, a total of five people attacked him desperately, and Old Wu was so angry!

His cultivation level is completely no problem to deal with a late-Nascent Soul cultivator. He can't stand more. Two mid-Nascent Soul and two early-Nascent Soul are completely comparable to a late-Nascent Soul peak cultivator. It is equivalent to him fighting with two great monks who are no less than him at the same time. What can he do?

Over there, Huang Yu's opponent is no less than Wu Zhiming, one late-Nascent Soul, three mid-Nascent Soul, and two early-Nascent Soul.

But there was no fear on Huang Yu's face. She kept hitting the vital points with her extremely fast body movements. She was able to suppress and beat the six cultivators.

Elsewhere, Wu Zheng's opponent was the extremely angry Lao Liu, and three other cultivators. At the same time, more than ten beasts of various colors were released by the Wu family cultivators without reservation and besieged Wu Zheng.

Wu Zheng danced a black iron spear tightly, and the blue thunder kept flashing. The beasts did not dare to approach at all.