"Li Mu."
When Zhang Chenggong saw the young man in white sportswear, he let out a low roar.
It was hard to tell if he was happy or angry.
Li Mu didn't notice Zhang Chenggong's expression.
He sat on the deck of the boat with his legs hanging on the water, and gently blew.
The six white skeletons of poisonous fog on the sea immediately dispersed and disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.
At the same time, the white poisonous fog that shrouded the Flood Dragon also disappeared.
"Brother Wuxin, thank you."
Li Mu said.
The man in purple standing beside him was naturally He Wuxin, the peerless master known as the Devil Broadsword in the Kunlun Secret Realm.
Hearing this, He Wuxin's figure moved.
His body instantly became weak.
The next moment, he appeared on the Flood Dragon.
Bang, bang, bang.
His palms were as fast as lightning.
He hit the heart meridians of the poisoned Huaxia martial artists one after another.
"Ah …"
"Puff! Puff!"
Stimulated by the palm power, the Huaxia martial artists spat out mouthfuls of stinky blood.
"What are you doing?"
Some Huaxia martial artists who hadn't been poisoned were shocked and hurried to stop him.
But He Wuxin's attack speed was too fast.
In the blink of an eye, all the poisoned Huaxia martial artists were hit by his palm and spat out blood.
At the same time, his figure, like a ghost, had already returned to the black awning ship.
The small black awning boat floated lightly on the surface of the water.
"You don't know what's good for you."
He Wuxin stood behind Li Mu and said with a disdainful face, "You are a group of blind fools. How dare you expel the number one expert in the Kunlun Secret Realm from Huaxia? You deserve to be beaten like this. You asked for it."
At this time, the Huaxia cultivators on the Flood Dragon discovered that those who had been hit by He Wuxin's palm arts were breathing evenly and their faces were gradually becoming ruddy. It was obvious that the toxins in their bodies had been expelled along with the mouthful of blood.
It turned out that he was treating their wounds.
Therefore, they all looked embarrassed.
A complicated look flashed across Zhang Chenggong's eyes.
For a moment, she also thought that if Li Mu was on the Flood Dragon today, Huaxia wouldn't be so humiliated.
But it was just a thought.
At this moment, he might feel a little regretful, but he didn't regret it.
After all, Li Mu had slaughtered hundreds of Dragon Group warriors and killed so many compatriots. This sin was unforgivable.
She knew very well that the reason why Li Mu didn't step onto the Flood Dragon to rescue her but asked his equally unfathomable companion to do it was probably because he had promised not to set foot on Huaxia's territory. Once he stepped onto the Flood Dragon, he would have broken his promise.
This person really kept his promise.
She paid no attention to He Wuxin's ridicule.
Some things were principles.
He had to persist.
Not to mention the reaction of the Huaxia martial artists, the experts of the other countries all had strange expressions on their faces at this time.
This black awning ship that appeared like a ghost and the three people on it were not simple.
Not to mention the domineering purple-clothed man's movement technique that was as fast as lightning, he had used his palm to remove the poison from the Chinese martial artist's body. Let's talk about the young man in the white Li Ning sportswear. He had blown away all the white poisonous fog with a single blow.
One could easily see his skill.
"Who is this Huaxia man?"
"When did such a master appear in Huaxia?"
"Why didn't he make a move earlier?"
"But judging from the atmosphere between him and the Huaxia officials, it doesn't seem right."
The experts of the other countries were discussing with their companions in low voices.
For a moment, they couldn't figure out the background of the three new people.
The only thing they were sure of was that the three people were very strong.
Very strong.
They were not to be messed with for the time being.
On the black awning ship.
"Brother Ye, sorry to bother you."
Li Mu pointed at the luxurious yacht of the Eternal River Temple in the distance.
The scholar in white smiled and said, "Okay."
He patted his waist.
The sound of the sword shook the world.
The sword light flashed.
The long sword at his waist returned.
When it came, it had already cut off the flagpole on the luxury yacht and brought back Director Yue's head.
At the same time —
Puff, puff, puff.
Blood splashed on the luxury yacht like a fountain.
The heads of the dozen Eternal River Temple warriors who had been mocking Huaxia rolled off like watermelons.
Among them was Farhan, the chief priest.
He stared blankly at the white bone staff in his hand that had been broken into two pieces. His eyes froze, and then a bloody wound appeared on his chest. He did not know when the sword light had cut through his sternum. The white bone had split open, and he could clearly see the organs inside, as well as the spine at the back of the cavity …
Farhan, the chief priest, was cut into two pieces by the sword light.
He slowly fell to the ground.
Only Galava, the chief priest, looked horrified.
There was a finger-thick dent on the white bone staff in his hand, which had blocked the blow.
If it weren't for the staff that had been modified by the true god, maybe he would have been cut in two by the sword just now.
Horrible.
Galava looked at the scholar in white on the black awning ship and felt a pang of fear.
"Interesting."
A cold voice came from the yacht.
The blood that had been splashed everywhere suddenly seemed to be alive, wriggling on the deck, and finally converging into a twisting blood snake, crawling into the cabin door.
The blood of the corpses that fell to the ground seemed to have been installed with a water pump. It flew out like a flying snake and entered the luxury cabin. The corpses that had lost their blood and moisture quickly dissipated like sand sculptures, leaving only dry clothes behind.
All the blood had disappeared.
It disappeared without a trace.
A cloud of black and red mist, which seemed to be mixed with blood, floated out of the luxury cabin.
It sank into the body of Galava, the chief priest.
Two scarlet blood lights shot out from Galava's eyes.
At this moment, the aura of the chief priest had completely changed.
"Who are you?"
He looked at Li Mu on the black awning ship. His voice was completely different from the previous Galava's. It was standard Huaxia language.
"Possession?"
"Possession?"
Everyone's expression changed abruptly.
This was the true god of the Eternal River Temple, who had descended on the chief priest.
"Is the true god coming?"
"Things are getting more and more complicated."
Li Mu was still sitting at the bow of the ship, holding a green fishing rod in his hand.
"Me? Do you believe me if I say I'm from your hometown? "
The others did not understand the meaning of the word "hometown".
However, the High Priest remained silent for a moment.
Obviously, he understood.
"Which of the 36 Heavenly Star Mansions are you?"
Galava, the chief priest, asked.
Li Mu fixed the fishing rod on the bow of the ship, clapped his hands, stood up, and said, "None of them."
"Then why do you want to intervene in this matter?"
"I just want to suppress you."
"Haha."
Galava, the chief priest, sneered. "My strength has recovered a lot. In this world, there are people who can suppress me, but they don't include a nobody like you who hides your head and shows your tail … Go to hell."
He pinched a handprint in his hand.
Suddenly, the law shook.
The low-hanging dark clouds in the sky rolled and condensed. In an instant, a giant thunder and lightning hammer with clear cloud patterns appeared and fiercely smashed toward the black awning ship. That kind of destructive thunder and lightning power suddenly caused the sea within a radius of 100 meters to suddenly sink, as if the ground was sinking.
The experts from various countries suddenly felt short of breath.
This kind of vision could already be regarded as the power of the gods.
However, the black awning ship was still safe and sound.
The water sank, and it floated in the air.
The green fishing rod on the bow seemed to extend endlessly, still hanging in the sinking water.
Li Mu stood on the bow of the floating ship.
"In such a short time, I've recovered to this extent."
He raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
"Crack!"
The thunder hammer of the cloud temple instantly shattered and dissipated.
There was a sound of gasping all around.
The experts from various countries were dumbfounded.
"I used to dominate the thunder."
Li Mu explained to Galava, the chief priest, whose blood-red eyes were full of shock.
Then, as if to prove his words, thunder and lightning flashed in the dark clouds all over the sky.
Bolts of silver lightning danced like silver snakes that could destroy the world. The roar of thunder was continuous, and the electric light illuminated the shocked faces. Li Mu stood at the prow of the black awning boat. Countless bolts of lightning circled around him as if they were worshiping him, forming a vortex of thunder and lightning that floated over his head.
Such a scene and power were much more majestic and magnificent than High Priest Galava's Hammer of Lightning from before.
Dominating the thunder and lightning.
These four words, at this moment, came to everyone's mind.
This was the real dominating thunder and lightning.
"You … Who the hell are you?"
Galava, the chief priest, felt uneasy.
He felt threatened.
Li Mu's answer was only one word —
"Suppress!"
Lightning flashed, and like densely packed tentacles, they wrapped around High Priest Galava.
"Immortal Movement · Spring Rain!"
Galava, the chief priest, took a step back, drew an immortal talisman with both hands, and the blood-black devil qi surged all over his body. He pushed his palms violently, and the black blood all over the sky, like the cold rain in spring, shot towards the thunder and lightning tentacles.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!
The sound of the devil qi refining instantly sounded.
The forbidden move of Galava, the chief priest, was vulnerable to Li Mu's thunder and lightning tentacles and instantly incinerated and dissipated.
"Ah …"
The thunder and lightning tentacles instantly entangled him.
Screams rang out.
As if experiencing electrocution, the body of Galava, the chief priest, twitched violently.
A large amount of black-red devil qi was forced out of his body.
Finally, with a clatter, the figure of Galava fell.
The black-red devil qi formed a human figure, struggling frantically, but could not break free from the thunder and lightning net.
The thunder net shrank.
The human-shaped devil qi also shrank.
The crackling sound of thunder, coupled with the screams of the human-shaped devil qi, made the scene look extremely terrifying and mysterious.
In the end, the human-shaped devil qi was directly compressed into a ball the size of a fist.
Li Mu waved his hand.
The sealed thunder ball fell into his palm.
"He … actually sealed a god?"
"So easy …"
"Is he also a god?"
"This is a little troublesome."
After watching the whole process, the experts from all countries felt a chill in their hearts.
Such a person was like a god or a demon.
"What is his origin?"
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Introduction: A mysterious dreamland that brings a young man into the prehistoric era. The ancient world, the mottled scrolls, the dusty passage of time, and the eternal riddle. Watch as the young man traverses the great wilderness, proudly laughs at the blue dome of heaven, and controls the universe.
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