Zhong Qiushui's guess was wrong. The Kunlun Devil Cult hadn't fought with anyone at this time, because the speed of Cold River City was slow.
Ye Weikong had made up his mind this time. He directly brought all the elite martial artists of Cold River City. There were thousands of people, so their speed would inevitably be slowed down.
However, after entering the southern barbaric land, Ye Weikong felt that something was wrong.
It was quiet, too quiet.
Initially, they were prepared to charge straight in, penetrating through Chu Xiu's territory. But in the end, along the way, they didn't even meet a single resistance. The people from the Kunlun Demon Sect had long retreated.
Fang Baidu frowned and said, "Looking at the traces in those strongholds, the people of the Kunlun Devil Cult should have long withdrawn, and they even withdrew in an orderly manner, without the slightest appearance of being in a hurry. But we just arrived at Cold River City a few days ago. Could it be that the news was leaked? City Lord Ye, could it be that there are spies of the Kunlun Devil Cult in your Cold River City? "
Fang Baidu was originally unwilling to deal with Chu Xiu, and he was forced to come.
At this time, seeing that something was wrong, his tone of speech was naturally not so polite.
Ye Weikong snorted coldly and said, "So what if the Kunlun Devil Cult knows in advance? In the face of absolute strength, what can they do? Setting up a formation trap and ambush? It's just a small trick. You two, since you have come to this step, don't think about being half-hearted. Now, go all out and get rid of Chu Xiu! "
Fang Baidu and Xu Tianya looked at each other and didn't say anything.
Anyway, this battle was led by Ye Weikong. With him, an expert in the seventh heaven of Martial Immortal Realm, it was not their turn to attack.
The people of Cold River City pushed all the way to the headquarters of the Kunlun Devil Cult, but there was still no movement from the Kunlun Devil Cult.
Ye Weikong frowned. Just as he was about to order the Formation Masters under the command of Cold River City to investigate the Formation and break it first, in the next moment, countless flames soared into the sky in the surroundings!
The white flames, which seemed to have no temperature, enveloped all the martial artists of Cold River City. The flames hung in the air, and all the power of rules around them was blocked. This was the Rootless Sacred Fire of the Kunlun Devil Cult.
Combining the power of the formation of the Upper and Lower Worlds, and the formation masters like Master Yuan Ji and Chao Ying, the Kunlun Devil Cult's application of the Rootless Sacred Fire had actually surpassed that of five hundred years ago.
"Ye Weikong, it seems that you haven't suffered enough at that time. You still, you dare to come to trouble me. But this time, you're bound to be unable to return! "
Chu Xiu and a group of martial artists from Kunlun Demon Cult appeared in front of the gate. They stood in formation, staring at the martial artists from Cold River City with stern eyes.
Chu Xiu and a group of martial artists of the Kunlun Devil Cult all appeared in front of the gate. They were ready to fight, staring at the martial artists of Cold River City with stern eyes.
Ye Weikong scolded, "What are you panicking for? So what if you are surrounded here? Kill Chu Xiu and destroy the Kunlun Devil Cult. Then, you will naturally be able to get out! "
As the founder of the Cold River City, Ye Weikong's power and influence in the Cold River City was considerable.
His words immediately stabilized the emotions of those martial artists of Cold River City present.
Turning to look at Chu Xiu, Ye Weikong said coldly, "Suffer losses? Chu Xiu, your strength is indeed good, but it is a pity that you always think yourself infallible and play those shameful tricks! "
Chu Xiu said indifferently, "But it's precisely because of those schemes that can't be put on the table that you, Ye Weikong, only dare to come looking for trouble with me now with the help of the Sword Sect of the World."
"Borrowing the power? If you didn't borrow the power of the High Heaven Sect last time, do you think the Daluotian would still have you, Chu Xiu, and the Kunlun Devil Cult? I'm also at fault. My fault is that I shouldn't have hesitated so much and should have killed you directly! "
A trace of intense hatred appeared on Ye Weikong's face as he said coldly, "Alright, I've wasted enough time talking nonsense with you.
I hope the High Heaven Sect hasn't been destroyed after I kill you.
I also want to see Fang Yinglong's expression in person and let him know how wrong his choice was! "
In the entire East Domain, besides Chu Xiu, Ye Weikong hated the High Heaven Sect and Fang Yinglong the second most.
He didn't hate Fang Yinglong for seriously injuring him. He only hated that Fang Yinglong didn't give him a chance to suppress the Cold River City, but now he recognized the status of the Kunlun Devil Cult.
He just wanted to let Fang Yinglong know that if the High Heaven Sect recognized the status of the Cold River City, perhaps there wouldn't be so many problems now.
"Get into formation and get ready to attack!"
After giving an order to the Cultivators of the Cold River City, Ye Weikong tore off his brocade robe, revealing a silver-white armor.
It was personally made by Meng Xinghe in the past.
Since the situation in the Cold River City began to stabilize, except for the battles that decided the fate of the Cold River City, Ye Weikong hadn't worn this armor for a long time.
Ye Weikong took a step forward, and his aura began to rise continuously until it reached the level of the Eighth Heavenly Layer.
This scene immediately caused Chu Xiu's expression to change slightly.
This was a variable.
Since Ye Weikong was seriously injured by Fang Yinglong, he hadn't appeared in the Jianghu.
Not only Chu Xiu, but other Cultivators also thought that Ye Weikong must be in seclusion to recuperate. Who would have thought that he could take this opportunity to step into the Eighth Heavenly Layer of Martial Immortal?
Chu Xiu now had the cultivation of the Third Heavenly Layer, but his combat power was between the Fourth Heavenly Layer and the Sixth Heavenly Layer.
Yin Tuoluo, who was able to threaten the Seventh Heavenly Layer, died in his hands.
The Palace Master of the Peacock Divine Palace, Su Hana, who had the cultivation of the Sixth Heavenly Layer, was inferior to Chu Xiu in a head-on battle, apart from having a deeper foundation in power.
So, now that a Seventh Heavenly Layer Cultivator had come, Chu Xiu also had the confidence to fight him.
In the end, who would have thought that Ye Weikong would take the opportunity of recuperating to step into the Eighth Heavenly Layer? This was a huge variable.
The gap between the Eighth Heavenly Layer, Third Heavenly Layer, and Fifth Heavenly Layer was enough to make people despair in terms of power.
Endless bone-chilling wind lingered around Ye Weikong, and the entire weather instantly darkened.
The power of rules stirred the surrounding heaven and earth, causing the range of the formation to instantly change from the Southern Barbaric Land, where the four seasons were summer, to the bone-chilling north.
Of course, Ye Weikong could only affect the range of the formation. Outside the formation, due to the obstruction of the Rootless Sacred Flame, even if Ye Weikong attacked with his full strength, there was no way to reverse the power of the Rootless Sacred Flame with the power of rules.
In mid-air, the endless ice storm in Ye Weikong's hand turned into a ferocious roaring ice dragon in his hand, and it roared towards Chu Xiu!
Xu Tianya, who was at the back, saw Ye Weikong attack. He also subconsciously prepared to attack, but he was stopped by Fang Baidu.
"Why are you in such a hurry to attack? There are still two Martial Immortal existences on Chu Xiu's side. Even if we attack, we may not be able to take them down. Let's wait and see who wins and who loses in the end before attacking. "
Xu Tianya said in surprise, "That's an Eighth Heaven Martial Immortal. Do you still think Chu Xiu can win?"
Fang Baidu shook his head and said, "Not necessarily. Anyway, I have a feeling of uneasiness when I attack this time. Maybe something will happen in the end."
At that moment, Chu Xiu was directly facing Ye Weikong. The powerful force made his expression extremely grave.
The Six Paths of Reincarnation Bracelet on Chu Xiu's right arm shone with a golden halo, and the Six Saha Wondrous Light Wheels were unleashed. The Ice Dragon was trapped in the Six Paths of Reincarnation in midair, and the Six Paths of Reincarnation kept grinding and killing it.
Ye Weikong snorted coldly, "It's just a small trick!"
As his voice fell, Ye Weikong grabbed the dragon's tail with one hand and pulled out an Ice Dragon Spear from the dragon's tail.
The Dragon Spear flickered with an ice-blue color that resembled flowing water. It was illusory and magnificent. It was an existence completely condensed by the power of rules.
The Dragon Spear stabbed out. It was just a simple stab and a flick, but it had already unleashed the essence of the spear technique to the extreme. It directly tore the Six Paths of Reincarnation Plate apart!
Seeing that, Chu Xiu's heart sank.
The difference between an existence at the Eighth Heaven Martial Immortal and him was not as simple as the difference in their foundation. Instead, their comprehension of the power of rules was no longer on the same level.
Ye Weikong could already directly extract the power of rules and completely materialize it. This kind of control over the power of rules was obviously much higher than Chu Xiu's.
The Dragon Spear swept over and smashed down towards Chu Xiu with a monstrous aura. The bone-piercing cold wind was mixed with endless murderous intent.
In the next moment, Chu Xiu stepped into the air. His entire body was enveloped by pitch-black Apocalyptic Fire.
The Formation Breaking Saber slashed out. The Heaven Devouring Saber Momentum was like a huge black hole, devouring any power within it.
Moreover, it was unknown when the Apocalyptic Fire had already been mixed in the saber momentum. It spread in the black hole like maggots attached to bones, coiling along the saber momentum towards the Dragon Spear.
Ear-piercing explosions were heard continuously. The pure power of rules on the Dragon Spear was actually melted and extinguished by the Apocalyptic Fire. Moreover, the Apocalyptic Fire vaguely carried a different kind of power.
Nirvana to the extreme was rebirth.
In the coldness of death, there was a hint of vitality.
In the endless Gang Qi storm, a green seed bloomed. As the petals bloomed, a huge demonic shadow broke free from it.
Creation Heavenly Demon!
The demonic shadow, which seemed to cover the sky, opened its arms and wanted to envelop Ye Weikong.
However, in the next moment, Ye Weikong stretched out his hand and waved. Countless icy sword auras appeared in the void. Each sword aura was the materialization of the power of rules. In an instant, the Creation Heavenly Demon was riddled with holes.
Ye Weikong frowned and looked at Chu Xiu. "This isn't your power."
Chu Xiu said calmly, "What I can use is naturally my power."
In fact, it could be said that the series of changes just now was not Chu Xiu's power.
Because when he killed Yin Tuoluo, he had learned the other party's extreme World Annihilation Flame.
However, Chu Xiu did not intend to control that kind of extreme power. Therefore, Chu Xiu added some of the Creation Heavenly Demon's Creation Power into it.
The series of changes in power could be said to be infinitely close to divine power. Unfortunately, it still could not do anything to Ye Weikong's overwhelming power.
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