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[Chapter 1302]: The power of the Honorable Realm

As Zhang Wuming said, several strong warriors wearing black robes and holding soldiers like tigers and wolves lined up between their breaths, blocking the way of the two.

Fang Zhi looked at this scene and swept away everyone, and found that these people had a long breath and had the power of the Phase, and it seemed that all of them were Dharma Martial Artists.

At the head of the group was a pale, emaciated young man with a hammer scepter, his black robe was rather erratic, like a puff of black smoke, as if the black smoke would disperse when a strong wind blew.

The most striking thing about the young man is that the nails on his ten fingers are like whips, which are dazzling and extremely slender.

The remaining four were all middle-aged men, and they all had a strange ghostly fire mark on their necks, which was like a totem and a living thing, and it even twisted and stretched.

Zhang Wuming saw the totem at the neck of the four people, his eyes were unfazed, he stood with his hands in his hands and looked at the young man holding the ghost hammer scepter and said, "Get out of the way." ”

Just two words, but it contains majestic power.

In an instant, Zhang Wuming's front and back seemed to become two worlds.

The world behind Zhang Wuming has a clear sky, no change, and the dazzling golden glow is difficult to see the end.

Fang Zhi was behind Zhang Wuming and did not feel any discomfort.

But......

In front of Zhang Wuming, there were earth-shattering changes, many clouds and smoke suddenly formed and condensed, the sky suddenly shook dark, and one after another golden smoke condensed into dozens of patterned pythons.

Each pattern of the Python is a thousand feet, they are intertwined with each other, the spirit swims, the area where these five Heavenly Fire Desert robbers are located, has formed an independent field.

This field has been controlled by Zhang Wuming!

Phase refers to the external domain, the assimilation of the domain into the used.

In a sense, the realm has always been centered on martial artists.

The warrior is the realm, and it is difficult to separate the two.

But when it comes to the Venerable Realm, the martial artist can release the realm with a single thought, and the realm is like an artifact for the martial artist.

This artifact can be like a Taoist soldier, snatching out and killing the enemy!

Zhang Wuming's field is more peculiar, he once had a chance, accidentally obtained the inheritance of the Fulong Python, and had an epiphany of the morality of the Fulong Python.

The realm composed of dozens of patterned pythons is the foundation of Zhang Wuming's avenue.

After the five robbers who rushed here were shrouded by Zhang Wuming's domain, they only felt that the Wuyue Divine Mountain was fiercely suppressed on their shoulders, except for the young man holding the ghost hammer scepter, the remaining four Taiyin Realm powers were all as pale as paper, and the bones of their flesh made a violent sound of twisting and oppression, and their bodies were trembling violently, and they hurriedly used their strength to resist Zhang Wuming's monstrous divine might.

Zhang Wuming's expression was indifferent, if he was willing to kill these five people, he could wipe out the five of them in an instant with just one thought.

"Elder, this person is a great power of the Zun Realm, I am afraid that he is a great power, and it is definitely not something that my generation can provoke!"

"This time it's kind of a kick on the iron plate. ”

"This man doesn't seem to intend to take my life. ”

"We ...... Get out of the way. ”

The lips of the four Taiyin Realm powerhouses who were trembling trembled, and the divine thoughts of the group hurriedly exchanged, with a look of panic in their eyes.

I finally met two lone warriors, but I didn't expect to be escorted by the powerful Zun Realm.

The young man holding the ghost hammer had a hint of jealousy on his face, he was the strongest of the five, and he was a great power in the Taiji Realm, but at this time, he felt that he was extremely small, like a speck of dust.

The young man looked at Zhang Wuming and said hoarsely: "My generation is offended, and I hope that my seniors will forgive ......."

As the words fell, the young man tried to step away.

"Wait a minute. Zhang Wuming said coldly.

"Huh?" the young man with a ghost hammer looked stunned.

Zhang Wuming glanced at the young man indifferently and asked, "Are you the son of Lihua Long?" I remember that the owner of this ghost hammer is the personal soldier of Lihua Long, the leader of the Lijia Gang, and he once said that he passed this divine weapon to the only son under his knees. ”

"Yes. Li Qiuqing did not hesitate, and simply admitted his identity.

Zhang Wuming nodded slowly, and the next moment he waved his big hand, and a dazzling six-colored treasure bloomed in his hand, which had a strong divine soul power.

When the lotus blossom in Zhang Wuming's hand condensed, this mass of lotus blossom instantly shrank into a spirit seed the size of a fingernail.

Zhang Wuming flicked his fingers, and this six-colored divine radiant spirit seed flew into the Fulong Heavenly Python where the five people were, and said: "Two months ago, you set up a family to help rob a batch of heavy treasure darts from our Black Dragon Mercenary Guild, killing three people under my command and injuring one person. Today, I will kill four of your men, and I will not hurt you, and when you go back, I will tell Lihua Long, if I rob my guild in the guts, I will personally come to the door to take his head!"

For Fang Zhi, this passage of speech was like a calm and slow passage, like an ordinary person's conversation, without color.

But for the five people in front of Li Qiuqing, it was like a heavenly dragon roaring, and the gods were angry!

Except for Li Qiuqing, the remaining four people seemed to have suffered a heavy blow, their ribs in their chests were broken, their seven orifices were bleeding suddenly, and their ears were like a spring.

At this moment, the six-colored Divine Radiance Spirit Seed that Zhang Wuming popped out of his fingers merged into the Fulong Heavenly Python realm.

This spirit seed turned into divine radiance and dispersed.

Dozens of Fulong Pythons devoured all the Divine Radiance.

The next moment, Fang Zhi couldn't help but gasp when he saw the shocking vision in front of him, and a chill couldn't help but emerge from the soles of his feet.

These dozens of Fulong Pythons were originally the "Yuan Force" condensed by Yuan Force, and their form was extremely realistic, but they were dead things after all.

However, the many Yuanli Pythons that devoured the six-colored Divine Radiance Spirit Seed, their indifferent eyes and pupils actually glowed with a touch of expression and soul color!

After the strange soul essence light appeared, Fang Zhi was extremely sure that these Fulong Heavenly Pythons were all living desolate demons!

A sky-high desolate demon swept straight into the sky.

After dozens of Fulong Pythons awakened, they suddenly rushed away, opened their hideous mouths, distributed them in an orderly manner, and quickly ate the remaining four Taiyin Realm Warriors except for Li Qiuqing.

The four let out a miserable and high-pitched cry before they bit off their bodies before they died.

But Zhang Wuming's expression was always indifferent, and he looked at the scene in front of him indifferently.

Li Qiuqing could not maintain his composure, his feet trembled at this time, his eyes showed a touch of horror, and the nine Fulong Pythons looked at him with indifferent dragon pupils from above, as if the next moment, these nine Fulong Pythons would immediately move!

"Can you write down what I just said?" Zhang Wuming looked at Li Qiuqing with an indifferent expression and asked numbly.

Li Qiuqing's white palm holding the ghost hammer fist trembled violently, but then nodded heavily, squeezed out a miserable laugh, and said, "Write it down!"