Damn.
Li Mu looked at the fading waves in the sky and the huge silver fishtail that appeared briefly, and he remembered something.
When he was in Randeng Temple on Earth, the old faker claimed that his surname was Li and was called Master Li.
But later, the people of the Pure Yang Division of the six divisions of the Heavenly Court called the old faker Senior Yu.
Li Mu had asked him about it, and the old faker's answer was that when he was wandering around, his incarnation was surnamed Yu, and he had some disputes with the Heavenly Court. That was why the people in the Heavenly Court called him Senior Yu.
Li Mu believed it.
But now, it seemed that he was still too naive.
Li Mu was now sure that the reason the old faker was called Senior Yu was not because his surname was Yu.
It was because he was a fish to begin with.
A fish spirit!
Or a carp spirit?
And it looked like a koi.
This was too much of a show.
Li Mu felt that he seemed to understand something.
After the Banishing Immortal Palm in the distance was dispersed by the fishtail, it seemed to have exhausted all of its strength and never appeared again.
Everyone let out a long sigh of relief.
The crisis had been resolved.
But when he looked at the great hall in the depths of the academy, his gaze changed.
He was even more shocked.
Even more reverence.
And … even more admiration.
Who would have thought that this wretched old man, who was usually so sloppy and idle, would not only be able to defeat a Martial Emperor, but also be able to easily neutralize an Immortal's attack.
Could he be the reincarnation of a True God?
When he thought about it again, Taixuan Academy had a cultivator of this level to keep watch, he felt that he had nothing to worry about.
Actually, this was still the scene that was happening on the mountain several million kilometres away that the crowd had yet to see.
If they knew that Wei Andong, the Banished Immortal, had been struck into the earth's crust by the old faker from millions of miles away, they would probably be so shocked that their eyes and teeth would fall off.
Li Mu did not delay any further.
He turned into a stream of light and flew toward the great hall in the depths of the academy.
The old faker could even repel the attack of the Banished Immortal. He had hidden his strength too deeply.
He had been pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger.
Why did he feel that the man and dog beside him were becoming more and more powerful? Their growth in strength was somewhat illogical.
However, this was not important.
He had to find out whether Hua Xiangrong had woken up or not.
Then, he would dig into the old faker's background.
After this battle, not to mention the other people of Taixuan Academy, even Li Mu himself suddenly felt a lot more at ease.
…
…
"What?"
The middle-aged man standing on top of the demonic dragon opened his mouth so wide that a dragon egg could be stuffed inside.
The "Great Micro Heavenly Net Four-sided Beast Catching Array" formed by the Magic Stone Strongmen and the Barbarian Gladiators lasted less than ten minutes before it was torn apart by that … well, that dog-like beast.
This was a formation that the Devil Stone Tribe used to hunt in the Immortal Dimension, and it had never failed.
Only a Beast King of the Banished Deity level could break through the [Great Micro Sky Net Four-sided Beast Capture Formation] set up by so many Magic Stone Warriors and Barbarian Gladiators.
Could it be that …
Ah, pui pui pui.
The middle-aged man also didn't understand why he couldn't help but use the word "dog" to describe this Immortal Dao Beast King.
This strange beast was actually a beast king from the Immortal World?
It can't be, right?
The middle-aged man felt like he was going crazy.
No matter what, from any theory or possibility, it was impossible for an Immortal World Beast King to appear in a plane other than the Immortal World.
What was going on?
Given the strength of the Devil Stone Tribe's advance party, it was absolutely impossible for them to fight against a Beast King from the Immortal Realm.
"Retreat! Run! Run!"
The middle-aged man was about to cry.
He waved his staff and angrily urged the demonic dragon under his feet to turn around and flee with the black stone castle on its back.
If they continued to fight, the advance party of the Devil Stone Tribe would be completely annihilated.
"Woof, want to escape? Come to my mouth. "
Little Nine's ferocious nature erupted as he opened his mouth and sucked.
A black hole emerged in his mouth, black light patterns twisted, like a bottomless pit, releasing a huge suction force, directly sucking countless Barbarian Gladiators into his mouth.
His teeth, which were as sharp as heavenly blades, casually bit down, as if he was eating beans, crunching and swallowing.
He flicked his tail.
Like a bolt of world-destroying lightning flashed past.
Bang, bang, bang, bang.
Thousands of Magic Stone Warriors were whipped away like dolls, breaking into stone pieces in midair.
He jumped up, opened his mouth and swallowed.
The middle-aged man only felt a darkness above his head, and a bloody wind blew in his face, scaring him out of his wits. Without caring about anything else, the staff in his hand released a ball of Immortal Dao demonic light, directly teleporting him away.
And the demonic dragon under his feet, as well as the black stone castle on the back of the demonic dragon, were all swallowed into Little Nine's stomach in an instant.
Ten thousand meters away, a dark light flashed.
The middle-aged man of the Devil Stone Tribe, who escaped at the last moment, trembled all over.
Too terrifying.
Too savage.
Too violent.
How could there be such a terrifying Immortal Dao Beast King in the world?
Even the sun, moon, and stars would be swallowed by that mouth.
This … uh, this Immortal Dao Beast King was even more terrifying than expected.
The advance party of the Devil Stone Tribe was completely annihilated.
The middle-aged man only felt his whole body in a daze, a bone-chilling cold.
There was a conspiracy.
There was definitely a big conspiracy.
It was impossible for a Beast King of this level to appear in the lower realms. This lower realm colonization was most likely a big conspiracy of a faction in the Immortal World.
This chaotic world was a trap.
It had long been opened, waiting for the Immortal World's advance party to come in.
I want to live.
I must go back alive and expose this conspiracy.
In this way, I can make up for the crime of being completely annihilated, and perhaps I can even make a contribution.
The leader of the advance party of the Devil Stone Tribe, who had become all alone, found an excuse for himself. He did not dare to stay for even a moment longer. Without even turning his head back, he was like a stray dog, hating that his parents had given him an extra pair of legs as he madly fled into the distance.
"The Pope is mighty."
"His Holiness is invincible."
"The Beast Race will never be slaves, never surrender."
The remaining thousands of Beast Race experts, even though they were seriously injured, seemed to have drunk stimulants, their bodies were drenched in blood, and they also shouted at the top of their lungs, unable to stop.
"Woof!"
Little Nine, whose eyes were red from killing, turned his head and opened his mouth.
Several Beast Race Dao Masters, who were cheering excitedly, were swallowed into his stomach in one gulp.
In an instant, the cheers came to an abrupt end.
The surroundings were quiet.
Little Nine was stunned.
"Oh no."
His eyes were red from killing, it seemed to have swallowed his own people?
He looked at the other Beast Race experts with puzzled eyes.
The Beast Race experts looked at him with even more puzzled eyes.
Little Nine then used his claws to dig his throat.
"Ugh..."
He opened his mouth and spat out a few balls of light.
The dozens of Beast Race experts who had been swallowed, fortunately, were chewed again, and were spat out again in a state of shock. Each and every one of them had a dumbfounded look on their faces.
"I lost my tongue just now."
Little Nine shook his body, returned to his normal size, and stood up guiltily.
The entire land of the Beast Race had completely turned into a piece of scorched earth.
The raging fire had not been extinguished.
The palace walls had collapsed.
"Let's go find Li Mu. There's a lot of delicious food and drinks over there. "
Little Nine waved his hand and made a decision happily.
The thousands of Beast Race experts, there was no such thing as being unable to leave their homeland. The Beast Race did not make do with this, so they followed behind His Holiness and set off for Taixuan Academy.
…
The Feather Race.
Is this the last strength of the Feather Race?
Quasi-emperor An Qing looked at the less than ten thousand Feather Race army in front of him, and couldn't help but feel sad.
In the Land of Immortal Ascension, Li Mu said that the outside world might have changed, but he never dreamed that it would change to this extent.
This was no longer a change.
It was doomsday.
The experts who had come out from the Land of Immortal Ascension had more or less understood where the enemies of the Feather Tribe had come from.
This was the answer that made people despair.
The ancestral land of the Feather Race had already fallen.
Several Great Martial Emperors of the Feather Race had died in battle, or their whereabouts were unknown.
When Quasi-emperor An Qing returned from the Land of Immortal Ascension, it was already too late to save them.
Moreover, the reward immortal weapon in his hands could not fight against the true experts of the Immortal World.
Now, those who were lucky enough to escape were less than ten thousand people.
At their peak, the Feather Race had hundreds of millions of people.
But now …
The calamity of extermination had come so suddenly.
Moreover, the remaining experts of the Feather Race were mostly young people. Among them, An Qing was the oldest, and his strength was the highest.
Now, Quasi-emperor An Qing had become the backbone of this team.
Next, where should they go?
Countless choices flashed through Quasi-emperor An Qing's mind, but he rejected all of them one by one.
In the face of the invasion of the Immortal World, there seemed to be no reliable place in the entire Chaotic World.
If one had to say …
A ray of light suddenly flashed across Quasi-emperor An Qing's mind.
A person's name surfaced in his mind.
It seemed that he could only go and find him.
"Eastbound, enter the territory of the Human Race, and find Li Mu."
Quasi-emperor An Qing said.
The other experts of the Feather Race were dumbfounded.
Only the dozens of experts of the Feather Race who had returned from the Land of Immortal Ascension with An Qing suddenly understood the reason behind Quasi-emperor An Qing's choice.
Yes, in such a dangerous situation, only someone like Li Mu, who carried miracles with him, might have the slightest chance of creating a miracle.
Because back then, the protective shield of the Fallen Immortal in the Land of Immortal Ascension was broken by Li Mu.
And in Li Mu's hands, there was a truly powerful immortal weapon that he could rely on.
Although the relationship between the Human Race and the Feather Race had not been harmonious for generations.
But the situation now was different.
With the invasion of the Immortal World, there were no intact eggs when the nest was overturned.
If the various races of the Chaotic World did not gather together, they could only wait to be destroyed one by one.
…
In the territory of the Heavenly Demon Race.
"Go, go quickly."
Wang Baixiang roared.
Like a moth flying into a flame, he charged into the army formation of the Heaven-breaking power warriors, and fought against the slave immortals and the Heaven-breaking power warriors with a broken Immortal blade in his hand.
He alone attracted the attention of hundreds of Heaven-breaking power warriors.
Gu Tieyi gave a slight cupped fist salute in the direction of Wang Baixiang, and then led Shen Jia and the other surviving experts of the Fengyun branch of the Heavenly Demon Race in the opposite direction of the Divine Capital.
Along the way, there was a battle of life and death, and blood flowed like a river.
The Heavenly Demon Race, known as one of the three great races of the Chaotic World, was finished.
Every escaping expert of the Heavenly Demon Race was panic-stricken.
In the blink of an eye, there was another army of Heaven-breaking power warriors chasing after them.
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