Shadow Hack

Li Yunmu stared blankly at the Weaver Maiden War Saint and the Anjing War Saint who had escaped from the battle. In those black and white eyes, there was never any ripple about emotional fluctuations.

Li Yunmu's feelings towards Zhinu Zhansheng are complicated. If Zhinu Zhansheng didn't favor him at the beginning, maybe he would lose this opportunity to enter the main world to find the way to become a god, which will definitely affect his strength growth rate. and upper limit.

Although when we were in the seventh dimension, the supernatural powers including the Weaver Girl War Saint all acquiesced to use Li Yunmu as bait, but Li Yunmu can also understand the idea of ​​​​the Weaver Girl War Saint-on one side is a young man with potential, and on the other hand , but it is the future of the entire human race.

A very simple multiple choice question, as long as you are a normal person, you will know how to choose.

Therefore, although Li Yunmu was a little upset, he never really hated that transcendent strong man because of this kind of thing. The reason why he held the method of becoming a god in his hand was just to have a war, a battle to prove that he has It's just a war on top of the world.

But when Zhinu Zhansheng joined hands with God of War and Dao Zun to kill the Juggernaut, and led his strong men to descend near Jifeng City, Li Yunmu felt that there seemed to be a dull pain in his heart.

Even the Juggernaut, who didn't have much friendship with him, chose to stand on his side at this time. On the contrary, the God of War and the Weaver Girl War Saint, who once threw an olive branch at Li Yunmu, stood on the opposite side of Li Yunmu.

Zhinu Zhansheng and Li Yunmu looked at each other, there was no expression on their faces, and they didn't want to explain anything.

As an extremely powerful person on the fifty-fifth earth projection plane, compared with others, Vega War Saint doesn't have much hypocrisy and affectation, on the contrary, she has a bit more calm attitude to face everything.

Winners and losers have been like this since ancient times.

The quiet War Saint wearing the black Gemini Supreme Holy Armor was Manchester United with a playful smile, and said to himself: "How long has it been, the little guy who needed me to pretend to be a War Saint back then has grown to this size?" Has it reached the point? No wonder she wants to become a god in such a panic."

When talking about "her", Anjing Zhansheng turned his head and glanced sideways at Zhinu Zhansheng, and the banter in his eyes became more intense.

"What's the use of you talking about it now?" Zhinu Zhansheng slightly raised his chin, "If I die today, can you live?"

As the voice of Zhinu Zhansheng fell, those powerful human races who had not stepped into the battlefield also mobilized their string power one after another, ready to cut into the battlefield at any time, planning to risk their lives to ensure Zhinu Zhansheng retreat safely.

Among the six transcendent powerhouses, both the Sword Master and Saber Lord have fallen, and the whereabouts of the God of War are also unknown. Now that things have changed, they really can't bear the loss of such a peak figure!

"Don't be so nervous. I don't have the idea of ​​dealing with you yet. I can be here today thanks to the support of the Weaver Girl War Saint back then!"

With his hands behind his back, Li Yunmu arched his chin towards the Weaver Maid War Saint.

"call--!"

Hearing Li Yunmu's words, Zhinu Zhansheng breathed out a sigh of relief.

Today's Li Yunmu has completely surpassed these transcendent beings in all aspects. Perhaps the six transcendent beings gathered here can join forces to fight this battle.

It's a pity that they will never have this opportunity again in the future.

"As I said, you chose to start this war today, but you will never be able to choose when to end this war."

Li Yunmu's indifferent gaze made the string cultivators of the three forces feel cold, and immediately said slowly: "Sword Forest, War God Temple, the string cultivators who are above the transcendence of these two forces, kill!"

As soon as the words fell, the twenty-one shadows quietly fled back to Jifeng City, and directly led a group of string repairers who were now under Li Yunmu's command to escape from the protection of the city, and directly killed them!

The vampires in the sky who spread their bat wings on their backs rushed out one after another, took their prey to the sky, and drank the blood of these monks!

"Shuh—!"

"Shuh—!"

"Shuh—!"

Without any hesitation, all the string cultivators on the hunted side circulated the string force to the extreme in their limbs and bones, pushing each one to the limit speed!

With a slight turn of the Qingshen Saber in his hand, Li Yunmu leaned his body up in mid-air, and directly pulled the big blue bow in his hand to perfection, and arrows that were red all over and flashed with lightning slowly condensed from the bowstring. now.

The powerhouses above the level of detachment on both sides of Daolin and the Temple of War stopped after Li Yunmu raised his bow and arrow. Even if Li Yunmu's big blue bow was already aimed at the sky, they could still feel that they were being shot. A strange force locked on.

An existence that even the supernatural powers can't compete with locked on him. They are like ants, what else is there to run?

"Go back and fight! If you don't run today, you will die!"

"That's right, I'll fight back, kill one is one, kill two and earn!"

"Li Yunmu! I'm waiting for you below! You're going to die!"

"I don't want to die! Help me! Please!"

All kinds of voices came from the crowd locked by Li Yunmu, some cursed, some were harsh, and some begged for mercy.

But all of this has no effect on Li Yunmu. After all, everything in this world has a price to pay. Since this group of people chose to stand against him, they should bear the corresponding price.

Li Yunmu didn't dare to say, if he was the loser, would he behave more out of control than these people.

But Li Yunmu would never easily do things beyond his ability, let alone be tied to a chariot casually, and had to face enemies that he did not have enough strength to face.

The right hand that pulled the bowstring was released slowly, and a large group of scarlet and bloody light clusters swept towards the sky, and the rolling thunder was almost deafening. The Holy One, who was still fleeing, shot and killed him seven or eight miles away.

In a short time, the cultivators from Jifeng City and the blood race with hideous faces had slammed into the local crowd, slaughtering these almost desperate cultivators, people from Li Yunmu's side Not even suffered much loss!

The battlefield is originally a place that pays attention to cooperation, and it doesn't mean that you will be able to win if you are strong. However, this group of desperate string monks can't form an effective battle formation to attack or defend at all!