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C1359 1-tetrahydrazine
Elder Bei's figure continued to dodge, and his expression became a little serious. Zi Wuming's strength clearly made him feel somewhat surprised.
"Tsk tsk, Beichen Tiannan, don't tell me you don't even have the ability to execute my Soul Realm? I have the foresight, Myriad-spirit Diagram in my hands is not a waste. " Zi Wuming's eyes were filled with disdain.
Originally, he still held onto a sliver of hope, but now, he no longer had any interest towards the Elder Bei.
"Sikong Yu, my mission is already complete, what are you waiting for?" Zi Wuming shouted loudly once again.
Although he loathed the Elder Bei, he did not want to give any extra strength to the Battle God Hall.
"Destroy!"
As he waved his hand, Zi Wuming raised his hand and struck towards Elder Bei. Within the blood red light screen, a vast palm aura suddenly appeared.
That palm from Zi Wuming, seemed to be a simple palm from the outside, but seemed to be magnified infinitely within the blood-colored light barrier.
"Die!" A loud shout came out, following that, a white silhouette flashed, and instantly passed through the blood red Soul Realm, and appeared beside Zi Wuming.
In his eyes, the Soul Realm was simply as if there was nothing there at all. He stretched out his hand and waved.
"How is this possible!" The smile on Zi Wuming's face stiffened and his expression finally showed a trace of change. Elder Bei's speed in penetrating the blood-colored Soul Realm caused even him to feel a sense of fear and trepidation.
In a hurry, Zi Wuming suddenly took out a picture scroll to block in front of him. Many people looked at Zi Wuming strangely, the Elder Bei is after all a Hung Meng Battle God Stage, yet you actually used a picture scroll to block it?
Forget about Hung Meng Battle God Stage, even a child a few years old can be pierced through with a single finger?
However, the next scene completely dominated everyone's view of life and world. Countless figures flew out of the scroll and struck towards Elder Bei's golden palm.
"What kind of creature is that? How come I've never seen it before?"
"I know that one. It seems to be a True Dragon. The other creatures' auras are not weaker than that True Dragon. Could these be the legendary Divine Beasts?"
"I need you to say, who doesn't know about the True Dragon? However, that picture scroll is really magical, there are actually so many creatures, and I feel like it's a little similar to the Battle Soul. "
"Battle Soul? How could one person possess so many invincible Battle Soul? "
The crowd was all dumbstruck. The visual impact that these creatures brought was truly too great, overturning everyone's expectations. Even if it was a battle weapon, they had never seen such a strange weapon before.
"Beichen Family Myriad-spirit Diagram?!" In the distance, Sikong Yu, who was about to rush towards the Lihuoxindu, turned his head and looked.
Zi Wuming was not strong, he was only at the ninth small realm of the Primordial War God. However, his [Soul Mark] Inherent Skill was not simple.
Thinking about this, Sikong Yu shook his head, now was not the time to scheme against Zi Wuming, his priority was to force Dou Tian out.
As long as they caught these people related to Dou Tian, would he be afraid that Dou Tian wouldn't surrender himself to them?
The reason they had come to find Zi Wuming was also because Sikong Yu did not receive any benefits from the Elder Bei and the latter was proficient in using Soul Mark. In this half a month, not a single person from the Battle God Hall had charged in.
"Kill!" He had long inquired about the information of Heaven Fighting. He was not prepared to kill anyone related to Heaven Fighting, but he did not plan to let the rest of the Nanli Immortal Dynasty go.
"Kill!"
Following Sikong Yu's angry shout, the cultivators of Battle God Hall immediately shouted "Kill!" The weakest amongst these people was their Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage.
After all, the weakest people who wanted to join the Battle God Hall were those at the peak of the Primeval Chaos Battle Saint Stage.
With Sikong Yu's status, Lee Shishui did not dare to resist at all when he was taking the person from him. After all, Battle Soul Hall was directly related to him.
As for Lin Chengdao and the rest, they might even have the qualifications to refuse. Of course, they wouldn't dare to refuse the Fourth Elder of Battle God Hall.
"Humph!"
Suddenly, a cold snort sounded out like a thunderclap, and the crumbling Drunk Elder suddenly stood up, even though he was already on the verge of death, no one dared to look down on him.
"Old ghost Zhuge." Elder Xi's face revealed a look of worry.
"Don't worry, even though half of my body is dead, dealing with this little grasshopper is not a problem." Drunk Elder looked high up in the sky with a cold expression. His ice-cold eyes burned with raging flames and his aura quickly increased.
In this world, only Drunk Elder was able to be so indifferent towards those who called him a little grasshopper, even though he was severely injured.
Elder Xi's muddy eyes turned red, he wanted to stop Drunk Elder, but in the end he gave up. He was very clear about Drunk Elder's current condition, and even if he did not take action, he would not live much longer.
Drunk Elder's problem was not even his injuries, but his mind and spirit. It had nearly passed away already, unless the Medicine God descended upon the world, no one could save him.
He was currently in a mysterious state and should only be able to see the light before it shines. Rather than stopping him, it would be better to just let him try his best.
Because in this place, only Drunk Elder was Sikong Yu's opponent, so it was impossible for the others to be the Primordial War God, Sikong Yu.
"Elder Xi is weird. If I die, remember to tell my disciple to send me some good wine every year in front of my grave." Drunk Elder smiled and slowly stepped towards the sky.
He was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, the blood colored Light Curtain trembled, and then a light door appeared behind him. With a single step, he walked out.
When the distant Zi Wuming saw this scene, his expression became ugly. It's fine if Elder Bei s can pass through easily, but how could others do so so easily?
If Zi Wuming had recognized Drunk Elder as the person who saved Elder Bei back then, he probably wouldn't be this surprised.
"Sikong Yu, your Battle God Hall is really getting more and more shameless." Drunk Elder dodged and blocked Sikong Yu's path. His body was bent and trembling, but his fighting spirit and killing intent continued to rise.
Who can be as shameless as your assassination organization? It's a good thing that the Hall Master is wise, allowing you to bite my dog and then extinguish your Yama Mansion in one go. " Sikong Yu sneered.
"The Yama Mansion has been destroyed?" Drunk Elder squinted his eyes. Although he wanted to destroy Yama Mansion, he didn't want to be destroyed by them.
As the Master of Blood Tower, he had his own pride. To him, the enmity between the assassination organisations was only a matter of the assassination organisations, it had nothing to do with Battle God Hall.
"You've already stepped into the ground, what's the use of meddling in other people's business? That old bastard Yanluo Tian Zi didn't kill you, he's really a trash. It just so happens that I can send you on your way. " Sikong Yu laughed coldly.
As the Fourth Elder of the Battle God Hall, he naturally recognized Drunk Elder. However, when he saw Drunk Elder's trembling body, he no longer placed him in his eyes.
As long as it was Peak of Hung Meng Battle God Stage, he was not afraid of anyone. This was what Sikong Yu was confident in.
"Then let's give it a try. Maybe we can be companions on the path to the Yellow Springs." Drunk Elder smiled faintly. He had already looked down on everything, including life and death.
Hearing this, Sikong Yu almost cursed out loud. Who the hell wants to be your partner?
"Old thing, die for me." Sikong Yu roared in anger and pounced towards Drunk Elder like Feng Lang.