In the sky above the Mysterious Realm, Ji Wenlong's figure appeared, fighting with a strange fifth heaven master who appeared inexplicably from an unknown distance.
From the Tongyou Xuan Realm across Tongyou City, and then all the way to the southwest to hundreds of thousands of miles, until deep into the Chiba Mountains, a huge ravine was slowly forming as the two people who controlled the existence of the fifth-order power fought each other.
On top of the ruins of Tongyou City, which had been almost destroyed in nearly half of the city during the war, fourth-order masters from Jizhou, Bingzhou, etc., who were light or dark, were sparing no effort to impact the void barrier of the Tongyou Xuan Realm.
Although there were only a few fourth-order masters left on the side of the Tongyou Academy to block it, and at the same time, there were also low-level warriors within the Mysterious Realm who used formations to resist, but they still couldn't completely block everyone's attack.
Although under the repair of the Mysterious Realm itself and the control of the internal formation masters, the broken barrier could be quickly restored, but in this process, it still caused a large amount of the flow of the origins of the two realms internally.
And at this time, Wei Zhongwen, who had been resisting the two four-fold heavenly warriors in Changfeng City, suddenly defected and bombarded the Xuanjie barrier with a backhand palm in the air.
The White Deer Blessed Land Elder, who had already condensed the three natal spiritual demons, this unexpected blow completely exceeded the bearing of the Mysterious Realm Barrier, and Shengsheng was pierced through a large hole, as if the essence of the two realms origin rushed out of it, but the broken barrier also began to close tenaciously at the same time.
"Wei Zhongwen, are you crazy? What are you doing?"
Han Chongwei obviously didn't expect Wei Zhongwen to do this, and couldn't help but shout.
Wei Zhongwen glanced at him contemptuously, and was about to make another move with his backhand.
But at this moment, Mr. Si, who had been standing behind Yang Hu, suddenly made a move and hit behind Wei Zhongwen.
Wei Zhongwen seemed to be completely unaware, so he just took out his palm again and slashed towards the Xuanjie barrier.
Seeing that Mr. Si's blow was also unexpected, it was about to fall on Wei Zhongwen's body, and Wei Zhongwen was completely defenseless, but at the moment when Mr. Si made a move, Yang Hu beside him seemed to have been prepared, swept his punch and hit Mr. Bu's body in the air.
If Mr. Si's palm was to hit Wei Zhongwen's body, then he would definitely not be able to resist Yang Hu's attack at hand.
At this time, if Mr. Si wanted to avoid being besieged by two warriors from the third layer of the fourth heaven, it might be too late to retreat and escape now.
After all, whether it was Wei Zhongwen or Yang Hu, both of them were warriors who had already condensed the three natal spirit demons, and compared to these two, Mr. Si was just a four-heaven condensed the first natal spirit demon.
However, in the face of this only chance to escape, Mr. Si seemed to be unaware of it at all, and even if Yang Hu's punch fell on him next to him, he insisted on hitting Wei Zhongwen's back with his palm.
This doesn't seem like a good deal at all.
You must know that with Wei Zhongwen's cultivation, even if Mr. Si's palm hits his back of the heart, at most it will only cause damage to his internal organs and reduce his strength.
But if Yang Hu's punch really landed on him, Mr. Si's cultivation would definitely be seriously injured.
However, Mr. Si did just that.
"Pfft—"
"Bang—"
The two muffled sounds sounded almost simultaneously.
Wei Zhongwen snorted, the vitality in his internal organs was vibrating, his throat was sweet, the blow that had been waiting for a long time had no follow-up power, and it only splashed a few ripples of the void when it landed on the Xuanjie barrier.
But Mr. Si was hit on the right side of his body by Yang Hu's volley, his right arm and several ribs on his right rib were directly broken, and the origin of his body was directly scattered, and a mouthful of blood spewed out from his mouth.
"Hey, when did the remnants of the five surnames in the Yueji Association get angry with Tongyou Academy again?"
Wei Zhongwen asked angrily and laughed, looking a little more ferocious.
Obviously, both Wei Zhongwen and Yang Hu have already doubted Mr. Si's identity and have taken precautions in advance.
But neither of them obviously expected that Mr. Si would be so desperate, even if he was seriously injured by Yang Hu, he would also sneak attack Wei Zhongwen from behind.
Yang Hu also looked strange and said, "Brother Bu, who are you?"
Mr. Si sneered "hehe", and when he opened his mouth to say something, a mouthful of black blood gushed out of his mouth again, and even the blood was still in mid-air, and it had already turned into pieces of blood-colored ice slag and fell.
"Kill him!"
Wei Zhongwen saw that Mr. Debu had almost no power to fight back, and he didn't even bother to ask about his true identity again, so he just opened his mouth to give an order to Yang Hu beside him, and then turned around and walked towards the Xuanjie barrier again.
Yang Hu turned his head to look at Mr. Bu, with a hint of hesitation, and said: "Brother Si, you have helped Yang a lot over the years, if you really want to harm me, why did you wait until now to take action?"
After Mr. Si spat out two mouthfuls of blood, the breath in his body became much smoother, and he smiled miserably: "In any case, Changfeng City is already the only two cities left in Youzhou, and there are not many real Youzhou people left. I originally hoped to assist you in strengthening Changfeng City, and then find an opportunity for you to recover the old land of Youzhou with Tongyou Academy, but unfortunately, you still have to fall to Bailu Blessed Land in the end."
Yang Hu was silent for a while when he heard this, and finally said slowly: "Everyone has their own ambitions......"
Mr. Si didn't have much strength to say anything more at this time, but his expression was much calmer.
Yang Hu was just distracted for a moment, and then looked at Mr. Si and said, "Brother Si, the last question, who are you?"
Without waiting for Mr. Si to open his mouth, Yang Hu said again: "Don't say anything more about the rose season and the Sima family, you know I won't believe it, what is your relationship with Tongyou Academy?"
Mr. Si's originally closed eyes slowly opened, as if he was about to say something, but his eyes suddenly looked behind him, and a look of surprise and anger appeared in his expression.
"Whew—lah—"
A sound as dense as tearing silk came from mid-air.
This kind of space-toring sound that could penetrate directly into the will of the warrior's divine soul and was extremely difficult to resist below the fourth order came from behind Yang Hu.
Unlike the previous Xuanjie Barrier that could be repaired after being broken through, this sound of void tearing was a kind of permanent damage to the Xuanjie Barrier.
After Mr. Si was seriously injured, Wei Zhongwen, who had no constraints, directly used the secret technique of the White Deer Blessed Land, tearing a huge hole in the Xuanjie barrier, a gap that could not be repaired at least in a short time.
A large number of the origins of the two realms, which had been calmed down but had not yet been fully digested by the Xuan Steps, suddenly poured down from the gap in the Xuan Steps like a torrent that burst the embankment.
Wei Zhongwen opened his arms and laughed loudly at the rolling and falling origin of the two realms.
I saw that a three-color natal spirit demon emerged around this person, forming a huge vortex, continuously devouring the origin of the two realms flowing from under his feet.