The black mist is like a living thing, entangling the opponent, and possessing some corrosive energy. It first eats away the flesh and blood of the elders, leaving only the dense white bones.
As for those elders who wanted to use their body skills to avoid the black mist, their fate would be the same.
Only those powerful elders who could defeat the black mist first were safe, but at the same time they also lost the chance to escape.
The elders of the Black Clothes Sect who survived Yu Mao's attack were all Martial God warriors, and those Martial Saint elders were turned into white bones.
Everyone in Tiangong paid full attention to the situation on the field, especially Yu Mao's move.
No one expected that the first fierce battle would actually take place within the Black Sect.
"He has also lost a lot of energy. Now everyone is going all out. Don't hide your selfish interests. There is still a glimmer of hope."
The one with the best chance of escaping is Shi Zhixuan. His unpredictable body skills have already proven this.
But he did not take the opportunity to escape, but stayed and fought alongside everyone.
In response to his call, the remaining elders of the God of War did not hesitate at all, and used their bottom-of-the-box martial arts to attack Yu Mao.
For Shi Zhixuan, Yu Mao hates Shi Zhixuan now. How much he admired him in the past, now he wants to tear him into pieces.
But now he has no time to take care of the opponent. Facing the all-out blows from the elders of the Black Clothes Sect, although his strength far exceeds the realm of the God of War, he does not dare to be careless.
You must know that there are more than twenty warriors of the Great Perfection of Martial God among them.
And Yu Mao could not use his power unscrupulously, but facing the current situation, he had no choice but to continuously improve his aura.
As his aura strengthened, more thunderclouds gathered around him.
However, there is a faint layer of blood mist covering the peak, blocking the consciousness of heaven and earth from exploring here.
As the true energy increased, black vortexes formed around Yu Mao, seeping out despairing energy.
Different from the first collision, this time the two qi collided and only made a muffled sound, but the impact was more than ten times stronger than the last time.
All the original broken walls and ruins have disappeared, and even three thirds of the main peak has been cut off.
It was Yan Fei who still took action and cut off the overflowing shock wave with his sword without showing any difficulty.
The black-clothed sect elders who were attacked first were not so relaxed, and they were all knocked away.
The weaker first ball disintegrated in the air and turned into pieces.
Although the warriors in the late stage of Martial God and above were not killed on the spot, their internal organs were severely damaged and they did not live long.
Although Yu Mao was strong, he was facing the all-out attack of more than a hundred martial arts warriors, and a trace of green blood still oozed from the corner of his mouth.
The black-clothed elder's all-out attack still caused damage to him.
"You are indeed not human."
Even after seeing Yu Mao's powerful strength, Chu Ming still didn't have the slightest fear and satirized him easily.
But Yu Mao was in no mood to argue with Chu Ming now.
"caught you."
Following his words, his left hand faintly controlled the area on the left side of the peak. His right hand clenched his fist, and layers of black fist shadows attacked the area he controlled as quickly as lightning.
At this time, Shi Zhixuan felt that the surrounding Qi was like thick glue, sticking him firmly in place and unable to perform the Seven Illusions of Life and Death.
In desperation, he had no choice but to take out his sword and strike at the black fist shadow.
But at this time, he found that the rate of his true energy loss was greatly accelerated, and his movement was restricted, and he was about to be hit by the black fist shadow.
At this moment, his figure suddenly relaxed, and all the discomfort disappeared. It turned out that Wanwan appeared beside him.
The demon's aura broke Yu Mao's restraint on this area and quickly took him away. All the fist shadows fell into the air.
"Another talented warrior above the Eight Towns!"
"What a trick! How much strength have you hidden?"
Having seen Wanwan's methods, Yu Mao naturally knew the opponent's strength, and could easily break his blockade on the area. It was obvious that he had the same skill in cultivation.
In fact, this was what confused him the most.
As a former Heavenly Emperor, he naturally knew the wonders of the Heavenly Palace inheritance, but the martial arts skills displayed by everyone in the Heavenly Palace now exceeded his imagination.
Can Tiangong still evolve on its own?
Regarding his question, Chu Ming smiled pretending to be profound.
He has no obligation to answer the other party's questions.
"Is Tiangong going to interfere in the internal affairs of the Black Clothes Sect?"
"Tiangong Tiankui Xingjun Shi Zhixuan."
Chu Ming first gave a grand introduction to Yu Mao.
"What did you say?"
Yu Mao asked in disbelief. Not only him, but also the elder of the black-clothed sect who was only breathing out looked at Shi Zhixuan in horror.
"He is from our Heavenly Palace, Lord Tiankuixing, the head of the thirty-six Heavenly Lords."
After listening to Chu Ming's words, several Martial God elders took their last breath one after another.
"What a bully!"
"Even if we are evil-doers, you can't do this to us!"
The fifth elder looked at Shi Zhixuan "madly".
"It's the people from Tiangong again. The two most powerful leaders of the Black Clothes Sect, but none of them are Black Clothes Cultists!"
Although he was seriously injured and was about to die, he was really unwilling to give in. He couldn't rest in peace until he saw them decide the winner.
"These two liars!"
With deep resentment, the fifth elder still closed his eyes. It didn't mean that he had no regrets, but he simply didn't want to see the two of them again.
Even Yu Mao could not conceal his inner horror.
He never expected that the great elder he valued most would be an undercover agent of Tiangong.
He, who always prided himself on being smart, was being manipulated, which was hard for him to accept.
"Young man, you have refreshed my knowledge time and time again. I really underestimate you."
Yu Mao almost said this through gritted teeth, and everyone could hear the boundless hatred in it.
"Stop hiding it, use all your strength."
Chu Ming didn't care at all and still looked relaxed.
"It seems that nothing can be hidden from you. Let me see how different Tiangong is under your leadership."
After he finished speaking, he let out a whistle.
About a hundred blood guards appeared behind him one after another.
"This is your hidden strength, it's a bit disappointing."
The strength of the Blood Guards is just that of Martial God warriors, not even the Martial God Dzogchen. No wonder they can't attract Chu Ming's interest.
"These are just ways to relieve boredom when you are bored. My biggest reliance has always been myself."
Hearing Yu Mao's words, Chu Ming couldn't help laughing.
"Then let me break your confidence."
Without any unnecessary nonsense, the two parties started a melee.
The central position was naturally reserved for Chu Ming and Yu Mao.
There was no temptation from everyone, and they attacked with all their strength from the beginning.
Chu Ming had long held the Tai'a sword in his hand, and the sword energy spurted out, heading towards Yu Mao.
The opponent's black fist shadow was also like a cannonball, striking the river of sword energy crazily.
The infuriating energy of the two constantly collided, and then they were annihilated together.
But soon the next wave of offensive came immediately, with almost no delay, and the two sides continued to compete tacitly.
No matter who makes a small mistake or loses his true energy, he will be severely damaged.
However, the two of them still kept firing, showing full confidence in their own strength.
Although Yu Mao has been practicing for more than 100,000 years, he is limited by the confinement of his body and cannot display his full strength at all.
After all, every time he takes a body, he loses most of his skills, and after so many years, he has not been able to find a body suitable for him to display his full strength.
Although he refined Peng Ao's soul and acquired the skills of the demons, but the physical fitness of the humans was far inferior to that of the demons, and he simply did not dare to exert his full strength.
Even under such circumstances, each body still has an upper limit of use, otherwise there is no need for him to retake the body every once in a while and adapt to a new body again.
Originally, this time when his spiritual energy was revived, he had already thought of a way to break the constraints of the "carrier" on his strength.
That's why he dared to kill Wu Yufei unscrupulously.
Unexpectedly, instead of waiting for the spiritual energy to recover, the Heavenly Palace came to visit.
He suspected that the other party had chosen the right date and did it intentionally.
Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence!
Although there are many restrictions, his realm is far beyond that of the Martial God Dzogchen, and it should be easy to deal with Chu Ming.
But he didn't expect that the opponent's strength and tenacity exceeded his imagination.
Yu Mao saw that the opponent's swordsmanship talent should come from himself, not through inheritance.
Having such an incredible talent at such a young age really frightened him.
And judging from the opponent's calm response, Chu Ming's limit is still far from being reached.
If you want to break this deadlock, you have to start from other aspects.
At this moment, Yu Mao's soul power condensed countless flying needles as thin as ox hair, and rushed toward Chu Ming's sea of consciousness. Knowing that mental attacks have almost disappeared from the mainland, he would like to see how his opponent responds.
Unexpectedly, Chu Ming opened his mouth and roared like a lion, shattering all the flying needles transformed by his soul power, neutralizing the opponent's offensive.
Yu Mao didn't expect Chu Ming to have such a skill.
The soul power continued to condense different objects, not only flying needles, but also flying knives, darts and other types of weapons, which overwhelmingly attacked Chu Ming.
The long river of sword energy in Chu Ming's hand could not be stopped, and the "Lion's Roar Skill" was only effective against small attacks such as flying needles. Attacks such as flying knives, flying swords, and darts could only hinder them.
In desperation, he could only gather his soul power and turn it into a flying cone to resist the opponent's attack.
"The secret skills of the Soul Sect, it seems that you have gained a lot in the ancient battlefield."
Yu Mao recognized the source of Chu Ming's "soul skills" at a glance.
Chu Ming's mental power is definitely not inferior to Yu Mao's, but because his soul skills are not as advanced as his opponent's, he can only be passively on the defensive.
