The Nine-tailed King's killing blow helped Wuyue make a great counterattack and reverse the situation in an incredible state.
Such a change left everyone in a state of disbelief and shock.
However, Taoist Yiyuan, Immortal Sec Xuan, and the elders of the Immortal Heart Sword Sect were thinking about another question.
Just now, that streak of flowing light that shook the Immortal Ancient arena, where exactly did it come from?
Who was this person? How could he have such power?
"Go and investigate."
Someone said.
…
In the side hall.
Blood seeped out of Li Mu's mouth, nose, ears, eyes, and other orifices, leaving bloody marks on his face and neck.
His face was sallow, as if it was covered with a layer of gold powder.
Hua Xiangrong was holding Li Mu's right hand nervously and checking his injury with her celestial core.
Little Demon Ancestor stood on the other side, holding Li Mu's shoulder, also shocked and uneasy.
War God Ye Kuanglang furiously pointed at Li Mu, his eyes spitting fire. "You … you idiot! Do you know what you're doing?!"
Li Mu didn't say anything.
The celestial core in his body was restless, his body was injured, and his primordial spirit was shaken.
In order to save Wuyue, he could only take the risk and attack the Immortal Ancient arena, trying to break the shield and bring Wuyue down by force.
When he attacked, he knew there would be danger.
However, the rebound force of the Immortal Ancient arena, as well as the punishment force that descended from the void, were so terrifying, still exceeding his expectations.
Most importantly, it broke the shield of the arena.
A failed rescue attempt.
But Li Mu was smiling.
He was very happy.
It was because he had clearly seen from the image in the mirror that Wu Yue had seized the opportunity to kill the purple-robed sword immortal with the assistance of the Nine-tailed King's astonishing Sacrificial Curse.
He was still alive.
Wuyue was still alive.
He didn't know what he would encounter after being teleported to the Immortal Ancient Battlefield.
But one thing was certain, as long as he was alive, there was hope.
Li Mu was eager to enter the Immortal Ancient Battlefield now.
He wanted to bring Wuyue out alive.
Li Mu didn't want to pay attention to Ye Kuanglang's furious questioning.
He stabilized the celestial core in his body and slowly recovered his cultivation. Li Mu sighed and gently patted Little Demon Ancestor's shoulder without saying anything.
Nine-tailed King was dead.
It was inevitable that the earthen pot would break.
In the end, the general died on the battlefield.
The Great Demon King, who had been fighting for the Demon Cultivator Alliance and the survival of the Demon Cultivators in the Immortal World, died in battle in the end.
At the last moment of her life, the Nine-tailed King's wisdom was experience.
Sacrificial Curse.
Not only did he kill his opponent, but he also created a great opportunity for Wu Yue to reverse the situation.
His brilliance had even completely overshadowed Wu Yue, who had consecutively killed opponents above his level.
What is a hero?
That's what it is.
It was not about how strong his strength and cultivation was, or how high his status was.
It was because of his fearless spirit and wisdom that he had accomplished an impossible miracle.
Pull the skyscraper down.
Pull back the country in an instant.
Li Mu looked at the disappearing body of the Nine-tailed King on the arena, praying and mourning in his heart.
War God Ye Kuanglang's furious voice was still ringing in his ears. "Do you know that you almost ruined the Myriad God Palace's entire plan? Your foolish actions could very well implicate the God Palace … You … If it weren't for the fact that your name has already been engraved in the Immortal Ancient Scroll, I would have killed you right now. "
Li Mu slowly turned his head to look at Ye Kuanglang.
Ye Kuanglang was furious.
But when Li Mu stared at him, it was as if a basin of ice water had been poured over his head.
"You'd better pray that nothing like Wu Yue will happen next."
Li Mu said word by word.
Ye Kuanglang's pupils suddenly shrank.
Mu Mu was just a chess piece of him.
But why, at this moment, he, who was known for his madness, actually felt a trace of fear from the bottom of his heart?
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Figures flickered.
Several figures rushed into the side hall.
According to the previous observation, the figure that had been sent flying because of the attack on the arena had landed in this side hall.
These people were here to investigate.
…
"What? It's Mu Mu? "
"How is that possible … He's just an Immortal Emperor. How could he shake the Immortal Ancient Arena?"
"Ridiculous. I'm more willing to believe that it was Ye Kuanglang."
"There's definitely something fishy about this. Go investigate again."
"Go investigate. A person who can shake the Immortal Ancient Arena is too great of a threat. We have to be on guard."
"Make sure he's dead."
In different side halls, after hearing the investigation reports of their subordinates, different magnates expressed disbelief.
In their impression, Li Mu was just a cultivator at the Immortal Emperor Realm.
Even if he could kill Immortal Sages by relying on special Cultivation Methods, combat skills, and other secrets, the four Immortal Sages of the Dead Mansion who died in the peach garden that day were just at the initial stage of Immortal Sages, and they were better at assassination. In a head-on battle, their combat strength was weaker, so such a record could not prove anything.
They didn't believe it at all.
So all kinds of investigations began again.
…
…
In the side hall.
Ye Kuanglang, the God of War, turned around and left.
He felt that some things were gradually becoming out of control.
So he had to deal with it.
Only Li Mu and the other two were left.
Li Mu's aura had stabilized, and his injuries were gradually recovering.
The physical injuries caused by the pure counterforce of the arena were not worth mentioning for Li Mu.
But the power of punishment that fell from the sky was not easy to get rid of.
Li Mu ran the Xiantian Skill and slowly adapted to this power. He refined it and got rid of it.
Hua Xiangrong's expression recovered a lot.
The side hall was quiet, and the air was silent.
Little Demon Ancestor clenched his fists and stared angrily at the image in the water mirror in front of him.
Because at this time, a battle was going on in the arena, and one of the parties was Tiger Flood Dragon King.
Yes, it was Tiger Flood Dragon King, who was as famous as Nine-tailed King in the Dongsheng Continent Demon Cultivators Alliance.
Unexpectedly, but it seemed reasonable. Little Demon Ancestor didn't know that Nine-tailed King was the candidate for the battle, nor did he know Tiger Flood Dragon King.
Obviously, this was the plan of the Divine Halls.
A great anger of being fooled, calculated, and used was brewing in Little Demon Ancestor's body and boiling crazily.
He originally thought that this Immortal Ancient Arena was used to solve the dispute between the Demon Cultivators Alliance and the Demon-suppressing Pavilion, and to calm the war between the two forces in the Dongsheng Continent.
But now, everything had changed.
This was clearly a murder.
Boom!
On the arena, Tiger Flood Dragon King's body slowly fell down.
But his two teeth also penetrated his opponent's heart.
The peak Immortal Emperor who represented the Immortal Suppressing Pagoda had broken limbs. Blood was gushing out of him, leaving him with his last breath.
Even though the Immortal Ancient long scroll determined his victory, in the end, as soon as he was dragged to the waiting region by the silver beam of light, he died from his injuries being too severe.
Although.
Both of them had perished together, but one died early while the other died late. Therefore, the final verdict was that the Tiger Drake King represented the Gods Hall and won this battle for the Gods Hall.
Pyrrhic victory!
Little Martial Progenitor was enraged after seeing another senior, comrade, and comrade falling to the ground.
Just as it is.
Xiu Xiu Xiu!
Several more figures rushed into the side hall.
They were the experts from the seven major forces who had come to investigate the person who had shaken the arena.
"Where's Mu Mu?"
"Get out here!"
"Tell me, who are you working for?"
Ye Kuanglang's absence made these investigators incomparably arrogant.
They scolded loudly and bossed him about.
Li Mu's eyes were still closed.
"Kill them." His tone was as calm as if he was telling someone to kill a fly that was lingering in the room.
The Little Demonic Ancestor instantly erupted.
The killing intent in his heart had long been uncontrollable.
But there was a figure faster than him.
Her white clothes were flashing.
Hua Xiangrong's graceful figure left a series of slightly blurred shadows in the dim hall. Before Little Martial Progenitor could react, she had returned to Li Mu's side.
The silent killing was completed in an instant.
The shouting and cursing in the side hall stopped abruptly.
Then, the dozens of stiff and lifeless corpses were like sand blown by the wind, silently exploding, drifting away, and then completely annihilated, not even leaving a trace.
They were all dead.
Little Martial Progenitor only felt a chill in his heart.
He knew that Hua Xiangrong was very powerful.
Because Hua Xiangrong was the "ruthless person" who had passed the first 20 stone pillars in the trial space of the Warlord Temple.
She was second only to Li Mu in passing the 21 stone pillars.
But he didn't expect her to be so powerful.
Among the people who rushed in just now, there were Celestial Emperors and Celestial Sages. Even if they were just low-level Celestial Sages, Little Martial Progenitor knew that if he wanted to kill them, it would take at least two hours and a hard fight.
Hua Xiangrong, however, strolled leisurely for a moment and killed instantly.
Death, in the hands of Hua Xiangrong, was as beautiful as the light of art blooming.
Little Martial Progenitor's throat moved, and then he silently retreated and restrained his aura.
Men were abnormal.
His woman was also a pervert.
He was wondering to what extent Li Mu and Hua Xiangrong's current strength and cultivation had reached.
The high-level Celestial Sage?
Stronger?
Or even stronger?
Then Little Martial Progenitor was thinking about how to deal with the aftermath after killing so many experts of the seven forces.
Even if the names of the three of them were written in the Immortal Ancient Scroll, it would be difficult to suppress the anger of the seven forces.
This had challenged their bottom line.
The Immortal Ancient Battle would fall into chaos.
However, Little Martial Progenitor soon realized that even if it fell into chaos, so what?
This war, from the beginning, had become far from what they had expected at the beginning.
In this case, why not turn the world upside down?
He looked at Li Mu, and his eyes were burning with a kind of crazy, eager, and restless brilliance.
At this time, Li Mu also opened his eyes.
The encounter of Wuyue, the death of the Nine-tailed King and the Tiger Dragon King made Li Mu realize that they had been set up.
Then, he thought of a better way to solve the dilemma, so that other relatives and friends who might have been invited would not be in the same situation.
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