With a crisp sound, the man's armor and half of his body disintegrated, completely disintegrating into the tiniest energy particles, turning into countless shining spots of light, spraying outwards. Yuanqing laughed with the flow, and swung his long stick like a tornado, beating the first other generals in heavy armor in this team of people in a mess. The swords, guns, swords, and halberds were constantly coming up, and the dingdangdang was smashed to pieces by the heavy stick on Yuanqing's hand.

However, in two or three finger-blinking efforts, the first big man was beaten to death. Whether in terms of cultivation, strength, speed, or tricks and skills, these big man were too far from Yuan Qing.

When Ao Buzun saw that Yuan Qing had easily killed so many people, he hummed angrily, and the long sword brought a ray of light to slash at the dozen black-armored men who rushed forward. At the peak of the Golden Immortal, he was from the ancient dragon clan. Ao Buzun's simple physical brute force had reached the strongest limit under Taiyi. With one knife, the void in front of the blade was cracked open. More than a dozen black-armored men howled, and together with the weapons in their hands, the armor on their bodies were cut into two pieces by Ao Buzun.

Yuan Qing saw that Ao Buzun had killed a few more people than him. He howled, and his long stick brought a whirlwind to rush into the twenty-seven black-armored men who were rushing in front of him. A series of sounds of eggs shattered. Yuan Qing smashed the twenty-seven black-armored men like eggs, knocking their bodies into scattering and squirting out the flesh and blood hundreds of feet away.

Xian Shenglingjun frowned and stood beside Wuqi and shook his head, "The local chicken and tiles are vulnerable. Tsk, it's really..." He glanced at Wuqi and Xian Shenglingjun smiled with a little teasing intention: "Comparing with cultivation, the peak golden immortal bullies the poor insects in the Yiyuan Pangu Tianyi Star Heaven Realm. Comparing with equipment, the future Taiyi Immortal Artifact bullies ordinary magic weapons. Comparing with bloodline, the ancient divine beast bloodline bullies mortals."

Wuqi stretched out a finger and shook it lightly. He said shamelessly: "You can't say that. I admit the first two points, and I do bully them. But the last point is that humans gather the blood of hundreds of divine beasts and divine birds in the world, and humans have half of the blood of Pangu Great Saint. Although their power is not as good as Ao Buzun and Yuanqing, but...well, humans are better than a balance, right?"

The King of Xian Shengling blinked and opened his mouth, trying to curse something but failed to say anything.

Wuqi's words are right. Humans are indeed a balanced development race and have their own advantages over any ancient bloodline. But how do you look at this advantage? When fighting on the battlefield, it depends on the strength of the brute force. At this point, the human race is indeed inherently inferior to the bloodline of the Dragon Clan and the ancient Hercules Ape!

Amid the sound of broken bones and flesh, Ao Buzun and Yuan Qing were like crazy and killed hundreds of black-armored men. Among the more than 20,000 generals brought by Baishan King, who could have cultivation levels with Ao Buzun, and Yuanqing, there were only a dozen generals at the peak of the Nine Stars of the One Yuan Pangu Tian who competed with Yuanqing. Now these people are guarding the side of Baishan King and have no intention of taking action.

The King of Baishan stood on a small hill several miles away and looked at this side coldly. Wuqi had already let Princess Zhengle disperse the mist covering her body. The two looked at each other several miles apart. Wuqi suddenly laughed. He bowed to the King of Baishan and said, "Prince, I haven't seen you for a thousand years, so I have always been safe?"

The black gas wrapped around the more than 20,000 generals brought by the White Mountain King. These people seemed to have lost their minds and let the black gas swallow them up.

The sound of chewing bones and flesh constantly came. With this sound that made people's heart tremble, a black light fell from the sky. A demon god with a height of about a mile and a whole body appeared quietly in front of Wuqi.

It is not the projection clone chosen by the demon god Lei Feng worshipped by Wuqi. Under the endless temptation of more than 20,000 Golden Immortal-level sacrifices, this white bone demon chose to descend with his own body.

The black cloaks on the bodies of more than a dozen black-robed men beside the King of Baishan burned at the same time, and their figures gradually appeared.
Chapter completed!