"What vigorous Immortal Qi!"
He Wuming looked at Ning Yue coldly, his heart in turmoil.
It should be known.
In order to kill his opponent with a single punch, he had used a total of eighty percent of his strength in that move.
He thought he could kill Ning Yue easily. Who would have thought that they would be evenly matched?
"His strength is so-so. He should be ranked in the top 4,000 on the Heavenly Lord Substitute List."
Ning Yue was not too shocked.
He Wuming had used eighty percent of his power, whereas he had only used thirty percent of his power.
In this area, the only martial artist that he was afraid of was the grey-robed old man.
He could feel a frightening aura from the grey-robed old man.
It was no surprise.
The grey-robed old man's true strength was at least in the top 4,000 of the Heavenly Lord Substitute List.
Of course, this was under the premise that he had not used his trump cards.
If the grey-robed old man still had some trump cards, he could even be in the top 3,500 of the Heavenly Lord Substitute List.
"You are qualified to stay."
After weighing the pros and cons, He Wuming finally chose to compromise and let Ning Yue and Hong Yue stay.
He Wuming was not a reckless man.
He knew very well that unless he teamed up with the grey-robed old man, he could not drive Ning Yue out by himself.
He had communicated with the grey-robed old man.
However, the grey-robed old man did not pay attention to him.
He Wuming had no choice but to compromise.
"Welcome, both of you."
Du Shiyong was the most excited when He Wuming chose to compromise.
He quickly waved at Ning Yue and Hong Yue and said, "In a dozen minutes, the corpse of a half-step Heavenly Lord Realm Heavenly Demon will appear. At that time, we might as well …"
Du Shiyong did not finish his sentence.
But what he meant was self-evident.
He wanted to join forces with Ning Yue!
He Wuming and the grey-robed old man were powerful, and they had the backing of the Brilliant Void Weave and the Zilan Weave.
If Du Shiyong did not find a partner, even if the corpse of a half-step Heavenly Lord appeared, it would have nothing to do with him.
Therefore, he was looking forward to joining forces with Ning Yue!
"We'll talk about it when the time comes."
Ning Yue waved his hand and said indifferently.
To him, even if the grey-robed old man was powerful, he was not afraid.
"Don't! He Wuming is from the Brilliant Void Weave's He Clan. The grey-robed elder is called Yang Ming, and he's from the Violet Orchid Weave."
Ning Yue's reaction made Du Shiyong panic.
If he couldn't find a partner to cooperate with, he would most likely suffer when Yang Ming and Crane obtained the Heavenly Demon's corpse.
"Nameless Crane?"
Ning Yue raised his eyebrows.
Not long ago, he killed a young man called He Wushuang.
This young man was called Nameless Crane. It was obvious that they had a close relationship.
"That's right. He Wuming is a peerless genius of the He family. His strength is exceptionally strong!"
Du Shiyong quickly said.
In order to hitch a ride on Ning Yue's ship, Du Shiyong tried his best to keep a low profile.
Ning Yue nodded and said, "We can work together, but I don't want you to play any tricks."
"Don't worry, I won't play any tricks!"
Seeing that Ning Yue had agreed, Du Shiyong patted his chest and promised.
Whoosh!
Du Shiyong had found a powerful helper. The group of itinerant cultivators behind him revealed a look of relief.
In the previous period of time, they could be said to have suffered a lot of supercilious looks.
Whether it was the He family's martial artists or the martial artists of the Zilan Weave, none of them treated them as humans.
Now that Ning Yue had joined them, they instantly straightened up.
Drip! Drip!
Time was ticking away.
In the blink of an eye, more than ten minutes had passed.
Rumble!
All of a sudden.
The ground caved in, and an altar that wasn't particularly large slowly rose from the ground.
Swish!
Seeing the altar rise, all the cultivators in the area shifted their gazes over.
Everyone knew very well.
Inside the altar, there was a half-step Heavenly Monarch Realm Heavenly Demon's corpse!
Swish! Swish!
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Under the temptation of the half-step Heavenly Demon's corpse, more than a dozen martial artists sprang out and rushed to the altar.
Puff! Puff!
The result was obvious.
Before these martial artists could even get close to the altar, they were hit in the heart by the cold light that shot out from the altar and died on the spot!
Hiss!
The sudden change caused the surrounding martial artists to suck in a breath of cold air.
They were glad that they didn't rush out like idiots.
Otherwise, one of the martial artists lying on the ground would definitely be among them.
"What fools!"
He Wuming looked at everything coldly and said in a deep voice, "All members of the He family, listen up. Whoever dares to act without my permission, don't blame me for being impolite!"
"Yes!"
The He family's martial artists responded in unison.
"Yang family's men, step back!"
Yang Ming also shouted in a deep voice.
Swish!
The Yang family's martial artists tactfully took a few steps back and retreated to the entrance of the area.
Their intention was clear.
As long as there was something wrong, they would immediately leave.
Where there was life, there was hope.
Only by living could there be hope.
"Uh … I've let you see a joke."
Seeing that none of the He family and the Yang family rushed out, Du Shiyong scratched his head awkwardly.
Although he was the leader of the Itinerant Cultivators Alliance, his deterrent power did not exist at all.
The dozen martial artists who rushed out just now, without exception, were all from the Itinerant Cultivators Alliance.
Now.
There were only eight martial artists from the Itinerant Cultivators Alliance standing next to him, including him, Ning Yue, and Hong Yue.
In other words, only five martial artists did not act on their own.
"It's okay."
Ning Yue waved his hand, indicating that Du Shiyong did not have to worry about it.
These people from the Itinerant Cultivators Alliance were unorganized and undisciplined. They were completely a mass of loose sand.
If you were with them, you would be sold sooner or later.
Boom!
At this moment.
The altar was completely out of the ground and fell steadily.
Swish!
As soon as the altar stabilized, He Wuming, Yang Ming, Du Shiyong, and Ning Yue naturally took a step forward.
Apart from Hong Yue, there might only be four of them who were qualified and had the strength to approach the altar.
Hong Yue originally wanted to participate in the fight for the half-step Lord of Heaven's corpse.
However, when she saw that Ning Yue was very interested, she immediately chose to give up.
"To be fair, the four of us, each of us has a chance."
He Wuming glanced at the faces of Ning Yue and Yang Ming and said in a deep voice, "I'll go first."
"Why do you have to go first?"
Du Shiyong's face was very ugly. "Since we want to be fair, we should go first!"
"Stop quarreling." Yang Ming waved his hand and said impatiently, "As for who goes first, according to the ranking of the Lord of Heaven Substitute List."
"I don't agree!"
"I don't agree!"
Du Shiyong and He Wuming said in unison.
Everyone wanted to be the first to approach the altar.
Because the first person to approach the altar had the highest probability of grabbing the Lord of Heaven's corpse!
"Give it to them."
Ning Yue patted Du Shiyong on the shoulder and said lightly, "The corpse in the altar is not simple. With your strength, it is basically impossible to take it away."
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