"The Five Thunder Palm Art has finally entered the Cloud Thunder Realm!"
Wu Ming opened his eyes and saw that Xu Ziquan and the others were still sitting cross-legged in the cave with their eyes closed. He could not help but smile in his heart.
In that instant, they didn't know what kind of breakthrough they had just made.
The Five Thunder Palm Art was said to be able to defeat a Perfected Being at the Earth Level. However, Wu Ming estimated that Young Master Yu was only at the Cloud Thunder Realm back then, but he was able to fight Perfected Being of South Mountain. Even though he was an injured Perfected Being, it was enough to show how powerful he was!
Although Xu Ziquan and Li Suihan had their own unique skills, they had not reached the level of a Taoist Perfected Being.
In other words, he could easily defeat these people!
"What a pity … If Xu Ziquan does not make a move, I will not be able to do anything!"
He killed his teammates for no reason and became a madman and a murderer. Wu Ming was still in the righteous path, so he naturally couldn't lose this reputation.
On the contrary, if these two could not resist the greed in their hearts, it would give Wu Ming a reason to kill them.
"It is getting late. Let's get going!"
The morning light was faint. Although the Black Mountain was covered in thick fog all year round, the sky was still faintly bright. Wu Ming said immediately.
...
The Yellow Wind Cave was actually very easy to find.
After all, it was the gathering point of the Earth Qi in the mountain range, and there was a strong demonic aura. Many Little Goblin were patrolling the area.
The big demons all had the ability to transform. It was the ability to activate the intelligence of low-level beasts by consuming spiritual energy.
Although this would first consume a lot of energy, and secondly, it would damage the potential of the Little Goblin. However, it could immediately increase their intelligence to the level of an eight or nine-year-old child. However, at this time, they could not be called demons. At most, they could be called spiritual monsters!
Want to transform? It was almost impossible for a lifetime.
Even so, when Wu Ming and the others saw the extremely human-like wolves, cheetahs, tigers, and bears, their foreheads immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
After all, even a Grandmaster martial artist's stamina was not limitless and could not deal with so many ferocious beasts.
If it had been Scarlet Drill Sword Zhan Hongzhao, he might have been able to escape the pursuit of the hundred beasts by relying on his Grandmaster level martial arts and movement techniques. However, it would be too difficult for him to fight a hundred beasts alone and kill them all.
"This is very troublesome … Although we can clear the monsters in the periphery, there's still a yellow-skinned monster in the Yellow Wind Cave! Not to mention, the people of the Blood Pact must have already guessed our intentions … "
Gong Yunshang mumbled as she looked up at the sky.
Even though there was a thick fog blocking her vision, the senses of an expert had already let her know that it was already very close to the appointed time of noon.
"What should I do?"
Xu Ziquan and Li Suihan looked at each other, then at Wu Ming.
"Naturally, there's only one word to describe it: wait!"
Wu Ming shrugged his shoulders. "Right now, the enemy is strong and we're weak. We can only hide and wait for the opportunity …"
This meant that when the time came, those righteous people would definitely make their move. If they made a big scene, they might be able to attract a group of monsters over to share the pressure.
Of course, if they couldn't attract them, it meant that the other places were all failures. It wouldn't be a big deal if they added one more place.
"We can only deal with the changes by not changing. This is the only way!"
Gong Yunshang mumbled as she looked at Wu Ming. Although it sounded simple, to be able to make the best choice so calmly was not something that anyone could do.
She didn't know that Wu Ming had a trump card.
If it really didn't work out in the end, he could just reduce the difficulty of the mission. After all, there would be a way out.
This way, he could attack and retreat at will. Naturally, he would be able to do it with ease.
"From the looks of the mission, the main shrine must think that the righteous and Hei Tai City God are enough to fight against the Lord Kurosan …"
Wu Ming was hidden at this time. His eyes were fixed on the movements in the Yellow Wind Cave, but he was still thinking in his heart. "Therefore, as long as this attack is not a feint, it will definitely shake the foundation of the Kingdom of Montenegro once it really takes action … Is this my chance?"
…
Time passed by slowly.
Soon, it was late in the morning in the human world outside of Black Mountain.
On an emerald green peak, a golden swastika suddenly shone with the light of the Ten Thousand Swastika, accompanied by the Sanskrit chanting of Buddhism.
"Amitabha!"
An old monk dressed in white monk robes with a benevolent face and long white eyebrows were surrounding a wild boar that was as large as a mountain with two other cultivators.
The wild boar's mane was standing up and had a metallic luster like a short spear. It had three pairs of thick white tusks and blood-red eyes. One look and one could tell that it was an invincible fortress on land.
And around this formation, the corpses of all kinds of monsters were lying on the ground.
"It depends on this move to save the world. This monster has already revealed its demon form. It's going to fight with all its might. Everyone, be careful!"
A cultivator shouted. Five small flags with lightning patterns on them flew out. This was the sect master of the Thunder Will Sect. This time, he even brought the sect's treasure.
"Although monks are compassionate, our Buddha also has the means of subduing demons with the angry eyes of Vajra!"
Master Bai Yun put his palms together. A layer of merciful golden light was released from his body, bringing with it the taste of redemption and compassion.
…
On the other side of the Heavenly Lake, an eight-foot tall man with bull horns on his head was disdainful. He struggled fiercely and a circle of black hair on his body was broken.
Then, he mercilessly charged forward and pulled out his saber. The huge saber that was as thick as a door fell mercilessly, cutting a middle-aged nun who was vomiting blood from the backlash into two.
"Tsk tsk … You want to restrain me with this small magical artifact?"
The Ox Demon looked at the peaceful Heavenly Lake behind him and the spiritual energy vein nodes. His ugly bull face smiled. "You're courting death!"
Then, he looked at the corner of the Buddhist light and murmured, "Zhu Ba is in trouble this time. But without orders, I can't go and save him directly!"
The saber paused. "Where are the little ones?"
"What orders does the King have?"
A few teams of strong Little Goblin knelt on the ground and said.
Most of these Little Goblins had human bodies, but they had the heads of various beasts. This was the drawback of being enlightened. It was extremely difficult to transform them into a complete human body.
However, this made them look even more ferocious. They were wearing armor and holding weapons. It felt like they were in an army formation.
"Oh … Go to Lian Bi Peak and support Zhu Ba. Kill the human cultivators!"
The Ox Demon immediately gave the order.
"But the King, our duty is …"
A Little Goblin with the head of a fox and the body of a human stepped out. He had snow-white fur and a long tail. "If we split up now, I'm afraid we'll fall into the human's trap!"
"Pfft! I'm enough here. Hurry up and go! "
The ox demon roared, shaking the heavens and earth as if there was a small earthquake.
"Calm down, the King. We'll go now!"
The little demons below immediately agreed in a hurry.
No matter how much they learned from the human race, demons still respected the strong, and the thought of doing whatever they wanted was still prevalent among them.
Seeing this, the fox military advisor didn't dare to persuade them anymore. He obediently went to gather the troops.
…
At the same time, waves of other battles were also unfolding in the Black Mountain.
The cultivation world was forced to a dead end. They mobilized all their forces and began to launch a surprise attack on the Kingdom of Montenegro.
Furthermore, battles like the one between Lian Bifeng and Trampling Heavenpool, where the victor was decided in just a few exchanges, were rare in the end. Most of the battles on the nodes of the Law Realm had sunk into an intense stalemate.
High up in the sky.
Several Red-Crowned Cranes, Spirit Vultures, Black Eagles, and other huge spiritual birds were circling.
Masato Le Song and a few cultivators with abyss-like auras watched the changes in the Black Mountain with indifferent expressions.
In Masato Le Song's hands, an ink painting of rivers and mountains several feet long was unfolded. White light spots could be faintly seen on it. They shone with a strange light. There were 18 of them, but they seemed to have condensed into a whole.
At this moment, waves of black gas were entangled with the clear light, fighting on the light spots.
"The Ox Demon on Treading Heaven Lake detected wrongly. I'm afraid it's already at the Demon King level! On Lian Bi Peak, Master Bai Yun has the upper hand. It'll be over in a moment … "
Seeing that the black gas had completely overwhelmed the golden light on Treading Heaven Lake, Masato Le Song let out a long sigh.
Soon after, he saw the white spot representing Lian Bi Peak shake and finally disappear. Joy appeared on his face. "As long as more than half of the 18 spiritual nodes are destroyed, the Kingdom of Montenegro will not be able to continue. It might even trigger the wrath of heaven!"
"If everything goes well, we won't have to go directly to Lord Kurosan!"
An old man in a scholar's robe riding on a giant eagle said. He did not hide his concern for his life at all. This was the true nature of a cultivator!
Since ancient times, didn't cultivators seek to live a carefree life?
If they were really driven by righteousness, they would have become martyrs long ago.
"We have the help of the City God of the Black Platform. It's not impossible to fight against Lord Kurosan!"
Masato Le Song said with a smile.
They were not fools. If they really could not see any hope, they naturally would not take the risk.
But at this moment, seeing the entanglement of the black gas and clear light on the Ink Painting of Rivers and Mountains, they were a little disappointed.
Suddenly, Masato Le Song saw the white spot representing the Yellow Wind Cave again. This time, it was silent. He could not help but snort coldly.
"It's really those foreigners! Their intentions should be punished! "
When a Daoist nun riding on a crane saw this, she immediately said coldly. The word 'outsider' had a hint of playfulness in her tone.
"Forget it! The node of the Yellow Wind Cave was originally the weakest. It's just a small game. It's not a big deal! "
Masato Le Song shook his head slightly. "Although I had long noticed that something was wrong, I could only pinch my nose and trust them when it comes to using people. I didn't expect it to be like this. Heh! They really have the ambition of wolves! "
Even if they used a strategy, at this time, they did not follow the bigger picture and attacked with no regard for their lives. Instead, they cherished themselves. This was rebellion!
A murderous intent instantly formed in the hearts of the surrounding people.
"Those who are not of our race must have a different heart!"
The nun who spoke just now said coldly. Her words seemed to have a hidden meaning, causing Masato Le Song to frown.
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