Myriad Realms Summoning System
Chapter Summary
The only one who had no chance of survival was Jue Wujiang, who was only half dead, so Nie Feng's knife would take at least one person's life, and that was Jue Wujiang. Today, Wudao hadn't shown up yet, but he had already crushed the powerful sword light slashed by the demigod-level strongman Nie Feng with his bare hands. When defeating Wudao's clone before, Nie Feng once thought that Wudao's clone's cultivation level was Martial Master, but his own cultivation level had not reached the peak at ...
Nie Feng aimed his sword at the four Martial Emperors who were still alive. Shifang Liusu was good at speed. Although Emperor Kuangge and the Tiger Clan Martial Emperor were injured, they were only slightly injured and there was still a possibility that they could dodge the sword.
The only one who had no chance of survival was Jue Wujiang, who was only half dead, so Nie Feng's knife would take at least one person's life, and that was Jue Wujiang.
The moment Nie Feng raised his knife, the other three were so scared that they quickly fled away, leaving only Jue Wujiang standing there motionless. Shifang Liusu didn't even care about Jue Wujiang.
What senior brother? When facing life and death, saving your own life is of course the most important thing.
Originally, Xiao Chen also believed that as long as Nie Feng chopped him down with this knife, Jue Wujiang would definitely die.
However, when Jue Wujiang called out to his master for help, Xiao Chen frowned.
Master? Could it be that Divine Lord Wudao is here too?
Nie Feng was not affected by Jue Wujiang at all. A powerful sword light, attached with divine power, slashed towards Jue Wujiang who was a hundred miles in front of him.
“Senior Brother!”
After Shifang Liusu escaped from the range covered by Nie Feng's sword, he suddenly turned around and roared wildly with a fierce look on his face. His expression truly showed the deep love of brotherhood.
Unfortunately, Nie Feng's knife still fell. Looking at the azure knife light getting closer and closer to him, Jue Wujiang's eyes were full of fear!
However, just as the sword light was about to fall on Jue Wujiang, a huge blood-red hand suddenly appeared in front of Jue Wujiang and grabbed the thousand-mile-long sword light.
boom!
The azure blade light was unexpectedly crushed by the giant hand out of thin air. The dazzling white light illuminated the entire starry sky tunnel, and the huge shock wave generated by the explosion of the blade light also repelled all the people fighting around.
Even Nie Feng, who had slashed out with such shocking sword light, was forced to take several steps back under the impact of the shock wave before he could barely stop.
After stabilizing his body, Nie Feng inserted the Xueyin long sword into the scabbard on his back, then narrowed his eyes slightly. He could clearly feel the breath of the owner of the terrifying giant hand, which he was very familiar with.
It is indeed the God Wudao, Wudao has really come.
Swish, swish, swish!
Wuming, Dugu Jian, Qin Shuang, Pojun and others quickly retreated to Xiao Chen's side, staring at the white light in the starry sky with serious eyes.
Dozens of miles away, the low-level warriors who were fighting on the Qingluo Continent and the Tianluo Continent also took advantage of this gap to separate from each other. At this time, there were less than a hundred martial arts masters left in the Qingluo Continent. All the martial arts emperors were killed, and only one martial arts saint was left.
On the Tianluo Continent side, one third of the Martial Lords were killed. As for the Martial Emperors, there were only Zhang Sanfeng and the Sweeping Monk, both of whom were not seriously injured. There were even fewer Martial Saints, with only Xuan Bing left. Before Wuming joined the battle, she had fought against nine Martial Saints from the Qingluo Continent alone without any damage.
From this we can see how powerful the ancient warriors were.
Originally, the casualties on both sides were similar, but unfortunately Wuming only participated in the battle for less than a minute, resulting in hundreds of casualties on the Qingluo Continent side.
The surviving warriors of Qingluo Continent all breathed a sigh of relief after leaving the battlefield.
Then, they all returned to their respective camps. If Wuming continued to kill, they would probably be wiped out in less than a minute.
"Your Highness, the Divine Lord Wudao has arrived!"
The Tiger Emperor brought the surviving warriors of the Demon Clan to the side of the Nine Dragons Divine Chariot and whispered.
Shen Wu's voice came from the sedan chair: "It is said that Wu Dao has reached that level. Today I can finally confirm it with my own eyes."
Emperor Lingjian gave up the fight with Dugu Jian and also gathered with Emperor Kuangge. Emperor Kuangge said in a rare serious voice: "Lingjian, big brother said that Wudao's cultivation is comparable to his. I didn't quite believe it, but looking at the current situation, it seems to be true."
The person that Emperor Kuang Ge admired most in his life was his elder brother, the Grand Palace Master of the Nine Emperors Palace. He once said that Wudao's cultivation should be no worse than his own. Emperor Kuang Ge even felt that his elder brother was being too flattering to Wudao.
Today, Wudao hadn't shown up yet, but he had already crushed the powerful sword light slashed by the demigod-level strongman Nie Feng with his bare hands. Now he believed it a little.
Seeing that the God Lord Wudao seemed to have really arrived, Emperor Chen of the Immortal Alliance's expression changed slightly, and he quietly crushed a jade pendant hidden in his sleeve.
"Greetings, Master!"
Jue Wujiang and Shifang Liusu half-knelt in the air at the same time, and spoke respectfully to the illusory figure in the white light.
The white light gradually dissipated, and the figure of the God Lord Wudao finally appeared.
"Your Majesty, be careful, there's something wrong with this person!"
Wuming and Dugu Jian warned at the same time, and each of them assumed a fighting stance, looking extremely solemn.
The God Lord Wudao at this time was completely different from the Wudao clone that Xiao Chen and others had seen in Canglong Mountain. The Wudao in front of them was wearing a golden dragon robe, with long black hair draped behind him, a cold smile on his face, and an invincible domineering look between his brows, showing the temperament of a generation of heroes.
But after a closer look, Xiao Chen could still vaguely see that this man's appearance was indeed the Wudao he had met in Canglong Mountain.
Wudao didn't even look at the two disciples kneeling behind him, nor did he let them stand up. The two could only kneel there, not daring to move.
They were Wudao's disciples and knew Wudao's temper best. He was always moody and extremely cold. Even though they were Wudao's disciples, he would kill them if Wudao said so, without any hesitation.
They were defeated this time and were very worried that Wudao would vent his anger on them.
Wu Dao smiled faintly as he looked at Nie Feng in front of him, and said calmly, "I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon. I told you last time that when my true form appears, I will make you pay the price. Are you ready?"
Nie Feng looked at Wu Dao with the same indifference: "I really didn't expect that you would come to the passage between the two worlds in person. It's really unexpected."
Wudao's smile grew even wider. "I know you'll appear when the gate between the two worlds opens. I also know that my useless disciples are no match for you, so I gave them the teleportation jade talisman, allowing them to summon me at the critical moment. How about this gift? Are you surprised?"
Nie Feng did not answer Wudao's words. He could clearly feel that the Wudao in front of him was very strong, stronger than he had imagined.
When defeating Wudao's clone before, Nie Feng once thought that Wudao's clone's cultivation level was Martial Master, but his own cultivation level had not reached the peak at that time. If the two of them were at the peak state, he would still be stronger than Wudao.
At this time, he was confident in his own talent. He knew that Wudao's martial arts talent was not as good as his.
But why did he feel like he couldn't see through the Wudao in front of him? It seemed as if the whole person was hidden in the fog and even his cultivation level couldn't be seen through.
But even so, Nie Feng is still not afraid of fighting with Wudao, and his fighting spirit is even stronger.
He looked at Wudao with burning eyes: "Then let me see how strong your true body is!"