Many Northern Wei soldiers and practitioners who were fearless of death did not stop. They rushed towards the old man, but when they rushed to the area dozens of feet away from the old man, they could no longer rush in.

An inexplicable force prevents them from moving forward. The greater the power they use, the greater the rebound force they receive.

The ordinary Northern Wei soldiers just felt like they were hitting a wall, while the practitioners all groaned, as if they were hitting a galloping carriage.

This old man with straightened body certainly seemed very powerful against the backdrop of these sergeants and practitioners.

His strength even the Guanlong army, whose morale has gradually been suppressed, erupted with cheers.

A person's strength changed the morale of a large army at this time, and the old man seemed to be proud.

However, the old man became even more angry at this time.

Although he lived in seclusion in the world, like almost all the descendants of the Youdi and the Youdi tribe, he never felt that he was in the same world as these practitioners in the world.

Even though those sects in the world have experienced thousands of years of evolution and accumulation, in his eyes, many secret techniques of sects are still ridiculously weak. Even sects like the Holy Sect of Guangming are still chess pieces they fiddled with.

Even though Hebadu died in the Northern Wei Palace, in his opinion, it was because the old woman possessed the powerful magic weapon of Emperor You, not because these practitioners in the world were able to practice to the extent of competing with them.

He didn't know what everyone else was thinking.

But for him, the biggest threat only came from Shen Nian who was on the shell ship before, and came from the Demon Sect who hunted them like devouring prey after having the power of the Destiny Blood Box, rather than these ordinary worldly practitioners.

Therefore, even the war that was almost like a burning war launched by the Northern Wei emperor gave them a chance to teach the world in his eyes.

They will use this war to make the world realize the difference between the world and them.

Just like many years ago, no matter how cruel Emperor You's rule was, no matter how angry the four-way patrol kings and the eight gods were, for the whole world, no one would think that Emperor You and these patrol kings were like them.

They would only think that they were human beings, and Emperor You and these patrol kings, gods, kings, gods, tyrants and vicious god kings above them.

He never thought that when he really came to the world, he would be killed at the beginning of three proud disciples he had taught for many years.

Before he really took action, he even felt that with his cover, his three proud disciples could directly kill the Northern Wei emperor.

He even didn't expect that he would be forced to this extent and to use all his natal power and inherited magic weapons.

So he was really angry.

Behind him, the wings formed by black true water were spread out, as if the wings of the King from the deep underground, and in front of him, there was an ancient breath that was even more heart-wrenching.

A natal magic weapon appeared in front of him.

Even though the Helan Black Clouds and White Moon Dew, the northern tribes and the Southern Dynasties had spread their knowledge about the descendants of Emperor You, they still didn't know much about them in the world.

Nearly a thousand years after the demise of the You Dynasty, many loyal tribes who had not died in the battle of the dynasty's destruction also disappeared in the long river of time. For hundreds of years, their inheritance became chaotic, but in the end, they established a unique order under the help and constraints of the descendants of Emperor You.

Whether it is the descendants of the Four-Plane Kings, the Eight Tribes, or the tribes, no matter how many branches the flowers and leaves are divided into, the people who can finally obtain the important magic weapons of the Competition Kings and the Divine Kings and the Divine Kings and the Divine Kings and the Divine Kings used in the same way as the ones they used in conjunction with the magic weapons are the true inheritors of the Four-Plane Kings and the Divine Kings and the Divine Generals. The rest can only be regarded as the tribes and sidelines of this inheritor.

He is Li Liangling, the inheritor of the Death God General among the eight gods. What he has is the magic weapon Death God General personally sacrificed and refined by the Death God General.

The black horn is like a curved black horn, about two feet long.

Its surface is like a thick black oil, shiny, but no runes are seen.

The power of this magic weapon is that it is like an independent practitioner.

It can also independently inspire the essence of heaven and earth to its owner for its use.

At this time, under its inspiration, a large amount of heaven and earth's vitality came from the air, and was constantly integrated with the power drawn by the old man. The power of the two turned into countless black moths, rushing towards the Northern Wei emperor shrouded in golden light.

Countless black moths were like a huge black dragon, instantly submerging the figure of the Northern Wei emperor.

The black dragon stretched over ten miles from the sky to the ground.

In every black moth, there is a force that ordinary soldiers and practitioners who are blocked by invisible forces outside the situation.

Everyone was shocked.

But it's not entirely because of this black dragon.

But because at the end of this black dragon, there was always a golden light that was constantly extinguishing like stars. Countless terrible forces continued to suppress the Northern Wei emperor.

The ground where he was located seemed to be constantly hit by the heavy hammers of countless gods, and the entire ground seemed to be constantly jumping. However, under the continuous impact of this force, he was still standing there steadily.

The golden light outside him was like a lantern in a blizzard, which seemed to be blown out at any time, but it was always lit, giving people hope.

The true energy of the old man named Li Liangling flowed out. His whole body was no longer old because of his unparalleled sense of power. It was like returning to youth. He was still very angry, but there was a shock in his heart.

Very strange.

In addition to the indestructible smell, the golden light emitted by the Northern Wei emperor also has a pure and purified smell.

This strange power can even go upstream, causing his true energy to be lost faster.

...

The young noble man holding a paper fan and the woman who looked like a singer holding a pipa changed slightly.

The bystanders were clearer and they had more understanding of the power of the Northern Wei emperors.

Especially the woman who looked like a singer, her eyes flashed violently, and she vaguely guessed what kind of martial arts this was.

She and the young nobleman were also walking towards the Northern Wei emperor. She was walking in the army, but nothing could pose a threat to her.

The disciples and tribes who followed her and the disciples and tribes who were moving forward with this young noble son blocked all the murderous intent that was attacking them.

She and the young nobleman were like walking through the garden, entering the blocked realm of ordinary soldiers and practitioners.

But there will be some exceptions after all.

Just as she had passed through the invisible wall of vitality, a nearly transparent flying sword flew up from the soil and landed towards the soles of her feet.

In addition to quickly harvesting the lives of important military branches such as the Arrow Division on the battlefield, the flying sword is more important to hide and assassinate in the chaos.

During every battle, generals will die under the sneak attack of flying swords.

The best swordsman is the best assassin, and he knows the best way to hide the movements of flying swords.

But he was able to hide the flying sword so cleverly that he did not even conflict with Li Liangling's vitality. The owner of this flying sword was no longer the powerful assassin of ordinary meaning.

A sneering sound.

The flying sword seemed to have really pierced into the soles of the beautiful woman who looked like a singer, but no blood splattered out.

This flying sword did not appear again, as if it had appeared from the beginning that everyone had an illusion.

It disappeared directly.

But at the same time, an incredible shout of a practitioner sounded from a distance.

The beautiful woman who looked like a singer smiled.

Her makeup looks a bit scented, but when she smiles, she exudes an arrogant smell, which instantly changes her temperament.

Although the clothes she wore were a little fancy and tacky, and her makeup seemed a bit too heavy, at this time, when the smile spread on her face, when this arrogant smell came out on her body, her clothes and makeup made her exude an indescribable evil and powerful smell.

She is like an evil and beautiful flower, and very dangerous.

"She is mine."

She looked at Wu Guzhi and said to the young noble man beside her.

"You can do whatever you want, I won't compete with you." The young noble man patted the paper fan in his hand, shrugged and said.

His appearance at this time on the battlefield, especially the battle scenes of the old man who was like the King of the Underworld and the Emperor of the Northern Wei, he seemed hypocritical and disgusting.

But the more disgusting he was, the ominous premonition in his heart of all the Northern Wei soldiers and generals who looked at him and this beautiful woman became stronger and stronger, and many people even turned extremely pale.

Although the golden light was immortalized by the attacks of countless black moths, and although most practitioners could not sense which one had the upper hand and that old man at this time, it is certain that even the Emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty struggled to deal with the old man, and the battle with the old man seemed to continue.

However, this beautiful woman and this young noble man who made people feel as if he was pretending to be hypocritical is as dangerous as this old man. They seem to be practitioners of the same level.

Especially when the beautiful woman easily disintegrated the assassination of the flying sword, when her voice was heard.

She seemed to be very sure of Wu Guzhi.

For practitioners of the Northern Wei Dynasty, this female teacher from the South Heaven Academy and the Avenger of the Holy Sect of Guangming were also one of the giants in the Southern Dynasties' world of practitioners.

Like the Northern Wei emperor, she was also the top force in the Northern Wei side in this war.

If she is defeated by this beautiful woman, or if she is evenly matched with the beautiful woman, who will deal with this disgusting young noble son next?

Some high-level generals of the Northern Wei Dynasty even felt a little desperate at this time.

This is a war against these practitioners in the world, but what they can be sure of is that even if the King of Zhongshan Yuanying, even if Xi Kangsheng and King of Zhongshan Yuanying join forces among the three famous generals, their cultivation is not enough to compete with such a level of practitioners.

...

They were very desperate, and the smile on the beautiful woman's face was blooming, but Wu Guzhi's expression was always very calm. She was like when she was in the South Heavenly Courtyard, and the expression on her face seemed to be like a pool of still water, without much fluctuation.

She looked at the beautiful and dangerous woman and said in an extremely simple manner: "Goodbye."

The moment her voice sounded, she retreated and afterimages appeared in front of her.

"this……"

The beautiful woman suddenly felt a little ridiculous. Although it was impossible to match in her subconscious mind, it was extremely correct to choose to escape immediately. However, as an Avenger, it seemed a bit unreasonable to turn around and run away in such a heroic occasion where countless people died.

She found it ridiculous and funny, but she didn't want to leave any future troubles, especially after the Northern Wei emperor showed that the practitioners in the world could compete with them, she didn't want to give this woman from the Holy Sect the Guangming Sect the possibility of becoming stronger like the Demon Sect.

So the sound of a pipa sounded.

Her fingers swayed on the lute.
To be continued...