Gaowu: The Strongest Legend in Mythology

Chapter 339: Iron-Blooded Battlefield, Li Mu's Power

Fu Li was beaten until he collapsed.

Even if he had strong vitality, he couldn't hold on.

When he still wants to reunite next time.

A huge crushing of strength.

Li Cunxiao stretched out his hand to grab it, and the black hole in his palm showed its devouring power. A ball of blood mist containing majestic power was suddenly absorbed into his palm.

Fu Li struggled in his palm.

Not willing to die.

But he was destined to die by Li Cunxiao.

He obliterated Fu Li's soul.

A saint died completely.

The sky changed color.

Drowsiness occurs.

And it was under the eyes of the Holy One.

This is incredible.

You know, Shengxuan was dispatched this time, the supreme sage, but they were the first to fall.

What a shame.

Cannot be washed.

The entire Shengxuan Dynasty was shocked.

Fu Li, who was the strongest among the true saints, died like this?

They were also a little confused.

I can't believe it's real.

If Daqian had said that he wanted to kill the saint before, they would definitely have said that it is only a fool's dream, how could it be possible.

But the fact happened before his eyes, and he had to believe it.

"Fu Li!"

"I am Shengxuan Sage!"

Many true saints roared wildly, shocked and angry.

When Gu Tianyou saw this scene, his calm and composed pupils shrank sharply. While he personally led the imperial army to fight, he was actually beheaded by others.

Even if the Shengxuan Dynasty has a profound foundation, the death of a sage is an unbearable pain.

"Invincible!"

"General Feihu is mighty!"

"Destroy them!"

Countless Daqian soldiers roared at the top of their lungs.

The existence of saints is like a mythical strong man in the heart, almost unshakable, but Li Cunxiao proved it with the strongest strength.

If you make an enemy of him, a sage will die.

Shengxuan Dynasty.

Even though they are very strong as Xuantian Overlords, Da Gan people are never afraid of them.

Encouraged, they launched an even more ferocious attack.

Shengxuan Sage was furious. The sage was beheaded, and they desperately wanted to seek revenge on Li Cunxiao. However, the imbalance of power pushed them into an even more unfavorable situation.

"I am so powerful that I am invincible!"

Li Cunxiao carried the power of slaying the saints.

Lost Fu Li.

The Flying Tiger Legion crushed the battlefield and killed the legion led by Fu Li.

Li Cunxiao immediately crossed the battlefield and fought side by side with Huo Qubing. The two war gods joined forces to overthrow their opponents.

The two sages were also frightened, and their fear was greater than their anger.

When fighting against Huo Qubing, the two of them joined forces and unleashed many magical powers to barely restrain Huo Qubing.

If Li Cunxiao, who beheads the saint, is added to the list, wouldn't it push them into the boundless abyss, and they may even be seized of the opportunity to kill them one by one.

Their fighting spirit collapsed.

Facing the alliance between Li Cunxiao and Huo Qubing, they fought and retreated, not daring to confront them, for fear that they would end up like Fu Li.

In the legion battle, the large army crushed them.

Daxu Tianmo Sect.

"Behead the saints, the true saints will fall, and the world will be moved by it!"

"Oh my god, Daqian actually managed to kill the sage. How did they do it?"

"The true saint slays the true saint, Li Jing blocks Gu Tianyou, and the one-day saint seals the sky and locks the earth, dominating the battle!"

The expressions of the sages of the Daxu Heavenly Demon Sect changed, and they were frightened and uneasy.

Thinking of how many times they had fought against Da Gan, the other party had not used all their strength at all. Otherwise, they might have perished.

My neck is so cold that I don't dare to feel any hatred.

The Demon Lord of Great Ruins withdrew his gaze and said, "This battle is over."

"Sect Master." True Saint Wu Xun whispered.

"The entire Great Ruins Heavenly Demon Sect withdraws from Yanhuang."

The Demon Lord of Great Ruins issued an order.

"Withdraw? Withdraw from Yanhuang?"

All the saints were stunned.

Although they had a premonition, they were still confused when they really had to make this decision.

The sky is big and the earth is big.

Where can they go?

Could it be possible to return to China?

But China is too cruel, and only the Saint Ancestor level is qualified to dominate one side. The power of the Heavenly Saint is only strong, but it cannot have the status in Yanhuang.

Do you want to go to the more remote Bahuang?
But in a place like that, being a local bully would be difficult for you to achieve great development in the future, and you would probably be trapped forever.

"Sect Master, the war between Daqian and Shengxuan is not completely over yet!"

Wu Xun’s true holy way.

"No need to look, the failure of Shengxuan this time is inevitable, at least for now, before Gu Tianyou can't break Li Jing's blockage, failure is a foregone conclusion, and the appearance of the strong man holding the array will determine the direction of the war. .”

The Demon Lord of Great Ruins can see clearly.

"But the Shengxuan Dynasty has suffered such huge losses. After all, they are the overlord of Xuantian and will not give up. We still have a chance!"

There are some elders who are unwilling to give up the Yanhuang foundation.

"But that has nothing to do with us. Our Great Xu Tianmo Sect is not qualified to participate in such a war."

The Demon Lord of Great Ruins ordered: "Evacuate them all in the shortest possible time. Don't wait for them to finish the war. They must leave early!"

Nothing can be done.

The entire Daxu Tianmo Sect mobilized.

And this moment.

On the battlefield.

Shengxuan fell, and Daqian took the dominant position.

Under the Eight Formation Map, the sky is sealed and the earth is locked, completely suppressed.

Gu Tianyou was also helpless, unable to feel any dignity of being the Holy Saint.

And on the other side of the battlefield.

A group of brave and capable cavalry attacked from one side.

The large army fought with great force, tearing apart Shengxuan's defense line and beheading its horses one after another.

Zhuge's volley of crossbows. This crossbow, equipped on cavalry, was very effective.

Li Mu holds the iron-blooded heavy spear and the battle flag is flying, sweeping through thousands of armies. He is majestic and powerful, and one person is killing everyone.

He locked onto a powerful sage.

An iron bow was pulled up, and suddenly it turned into Shen Meng and shot out an arrow.

The sage also felt the power of this arrow. He blocked it with his sword, and flames shot out in an instant, but the strong force took him away.

The realm of his holy path changes continuously.

This person was the middle-aged scribe who chopped off Liang Kong's head with a sword.

"Who can challenge my power!"

Li Mu drank wildly.

The wind rose.

The iron-blooded environment of the ancient battlefield, with thousands of troops charging, deduce the realm of war.

"The pinnacle of true saints, one thought can create a world, and possess some of the power of a heavenly saint!"

The middle-aged scribe's expression changed drastically.

Li Mu has surpassed him in terms of strength, and he cannot resist such a strong person.

Damn!

This Da Gan used terrifying and extreme power time and time again to frighten them.

Li Mu's action undoubtedly made him feel a huge threat.

A dynasty that can demonstrate such strength.

He thought of a more terrifying question.

That is to say, how much power is behind the Daqian? In Xuantian, although there is a supreme saint in each clan, sect and origin, the other levels are not as good as the Daqian.

They hit a wall this time.

"Blood battle on the battlefield!"

Li Mu's iron-blooded spear pierced through the sky. Boom! With a strike of the heavy spear, the void was shattered in an instant, and the iron-blooded blow exploded on the middle-aged scholar.

The middle-aged scholar was not strong enough to charge head-on, so he used his sword to unleash endless magic, and countless shadow snakes appeared.

But under Li Mu's attack, all the poisonous snakes were annihilated.

"The Way of the Void!"

The middle-aged scholar quickly escaped into the void.

In this way, he avoided Li Mu's attack.

But Li Mu's strike hit the void, and the infinite conductive force turned into an extremely lethal dimensional light wave, which shocked the middle-aged scholar out.

He waved his hand, and the void was shattered, leaving no place to hide.

Li Mu launched another fierce attack, and a storm on the battlefield was brewing.

The middle-aged scholar was unable to resist and took the blow passively. His chest exploded and the soft armor on his body was torn to pieces. He was unable to withstand such a heavy blow.

He clutched his chest.

The sword slashed again.

Li Mu stepped forward and blocked it with his extremely powerful strength.

The middle-aged scholar retreated again and again.

Although he is also a saint, he is extremely depressed at the moment and it is difficult for him to apply the rules of the saintly way.

"Holy Way of Death, Shadow of Death!"

The holy power representing death and the dark and gloomy energy of death gathered together.

The middle-aged man built a holy realm of death. That kind of power can deprive people of vitality. When it covers a city, it can kill all the people in the city.

He controls both the Paths.

The middle-aged scholar was also a ruthless person.

Xuantian went on campaigns and massacred countless cities.

Li Mu struck out with all his might, and the Saint Realm of Death could not stop him at all. At the same time, he stretched out his palm forward, and a hand of war appeared, tightly grasping the middle-aged scholar.

The middle-aged scribe struggled.

Bang! The Hand of War crushed his body and turned it into blood mist and reunited.

The middle-aged scholar looked pale.

Li Mu's strength completely overwhelmed him, leaving him without any temper, only fear.

He had to admit that he was no match for him.

"No, we can't fight anymore."

Middle-aged scholars are also afraid.

After all, he is a true saint with a lifespan that is unimaginable for ordinary people. He has climbed to this position with great difficulty.

Although Shengxuan has many saints, they are too few compared to the vast population.

The middle-aged man's body suddenly split into hundreds of himself, rushing out of the battlefield.

These shadows all contain part of his life essence, and it can be said that they can all be considered him.

Although there is a primary and a secondary one, even if one of them escapes, it will not cost him his life.

But it was useless for Li Mu to move.

The Eight Formations of the Void are rotating.

The hexagram appears.

Hundreds of thunders appeared.

After locking, all fell down.

The middle-aged scholar screamed, and all the phantoms were destroyed.

He tried to attack forcefully, but was unable to escape due to the blockade of the Eight Diagrams.

This is the horror of the Eight Diagrams.

Mainly used for field control.

Even though Zhuge Liang was only suppressing Luo Yu Tiansheng, in fact, he was suppressing the entire audience.

Sages are easy to defeat, but extremely difficult to kill.

They have too many ways to save their lives, and if you are not careful, they will run away.

Zhuge Liang took this into consideration.

The middle-aged scholar saw Li Mu walking towards him step by step with the field of war. It would be a lie to say that he was not panicked.

"It's not that easy to kill a saint!"

He looked extremely determined.

A dark bead appeared in his hand, the breath of death surged, and countless wronged souls were roaring.
Liang Sheng was attracted by this aura and looked over. He actually saw many familiar people in the bead and roared: "Liang Kong, there are countless people from my ten clans!"

This is a pearl of death and also a pearl of the ghost.

Gather the power of death, absorb the souls of the dead, and form an extremely powerful force.

Ten tribesmen were massacred.

All the dead souls were sucked in.

Liang Sheng roared, his anger difficult to contain.

He was brutally massacred during his lifetime and suffered this kind of torture after his death.

What kind of saint is he? Even if he dies, it cannot make up for his great mistake.

The middle-aged scholar followed the Shengxuan Dynasty in his campaigns. Every time he destroyed a place, he absorbed the souls of the dead into the Pearl of Death to increase his strength.

He also practices the Way of Death.

"It took me thousands of years and countless lives to create the Death Pearl. I really don't want to use it unless it's absolutely necessary."

Middle-aged scholars also hate it.

Li Mu stood with a heavy gun in hand and said coldly: "Don't worry, I will avenge the ten clans for you."

(End of this chapter)