Chapter 349

The Wolf God was very angry and the consequences were serious.

Although He is just a god under Changshengtian, in the final analysis, He is God.

Even if he is just a god, he is still a being that is superior to countless mortals.

Just like the hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals besieging the monkey, they are still gods.

Definitely not something a mortal can humiliate!

Some people actually said he was a demon?

His life level has already surpassed that of demons.

This is such a dirty word.

"You're going to die too!"

The emotional fluctuations in the void are getting stronger and stronger, it can even be said that it is almost earth-shaking.

But the more this happened, the more confident Shen Wuming became.

Just because a god and Buddha was so angry that he didn't slap them to death.

What does this mean?

Doesn't he want to?

Doesn't he like it?

No, the only possibility is that it has some kind of limitation.

Maybe it's the rules of the world.

Or maybe it's due to limitations of strength.

But no matter what, if the gods and Buddhas show their health bars, they can be killed.

"Hahaha."

Shen Wuming chuckled and greeted the bright sun falling from the sky without retreating into the distance.

Instead, he kicked the ground suddenly, his body shape was like an arrow leaving the string, not retreating but advancing, heading towards the frightened sun.

"Good boy."

Zhao Qiansun also laughed loudly when he saw this scene. This guy is worthy of being the son-in-law of their Cao family.

That alone is enough!

Even if you let that girl Zhuyu make a small one, that would be enough.

It's better to be a third party to a hero than to marry a loser.

Nothing more than that.

However, Zhao Qiansun did not step forward, but raised the tiger whip in his hand, with a flash of determination in his eyes.

"This tiger-beating whip left by our ancestors once conquered the gods and Buddhas."

"The power is overwhelming."

"But to follow a useless descendant like me is really an insult to him."

"But today, I will let the ancestors and Tiger Whip know."

"I, Zhao Qiansun, am not talented enough and am lazy. I am ashamed of my ancestors!"

"But if you follow me, you will definitely not be humiliated."

When Zhao Qiansun said this, he raised his head and looked at the Wolf God above the sky and the suppressing sun.

His eyes were cold, his spirit and blood were burning like crazy.

Without any intention of retreating, his figure was like a wild dragon, soaring towards the sky.

Shen Wuming!

Zhao Qiansun!

The two of them were already seriously injured, but now they were fighting side by side, and no one backed away.

At this moment, Director Wang’s soul was shaken!

Are there really people who are so brave and not afraid of death?

Is this really something a human can do?

Director Wang asked himself, if he were in this position, he would probably have fled for his life.

If he couldn't escape, he might have already knelt down.

"This is what a hero is."

Minghui's eyes sparkled, and the way she looked at Shen Wuming was filled with admiration.

She had doubted it before.

Shen Wuming is such a worldly person who is obsessed with his family.

You and my wife are in love with each other.

I have never had any intention of practicing Buddhism.

How could such a guy be a disciple of their Buddhist family?

How could it be the reincarnation of Sakyamuni?

But now it seems that it must be him.

No need to doubt.

The sun was still shining overhead, and Shen Wuming could already feel the oppression.

The divine light was gloomy, with a strange fluctuation, like a broken bamboo, shaking away his body-protecting aura.

Before he even had time to react, a wave of aftermath hit his body.

The candle dragon armor, which had already been broken, suddenly exploded with a sudden loud noise.

Countless fragments scattered around, the spiritual light dimmed, and it became completely useless.

And Shen Wuming himself was shaken by that force so much that his orifices bled.

The pain in my head was immense.

My conscious consciousness went blank, the world was spinning, and I almost lost control of my body.

The Haoran's righteousness in his body was also constantly conflicting and collapsing, almost disintegrating.

"hiss……"

Shen Wuming suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and forced his consciousness to regain some clarity.

Look up and look directly at the Wolf God!

He looked straight at that indescribable and invisible existence.

Even if you die, don’t be afraid!

And he was still forming magic seals on his hands, trying to call the aunt in the Confucian Temple.

"Want to call someone?"

The sarcastic voice of the Wolf God sounded, and the fluctuations of the white sun became more intense.

The method of inviting gods that Shen Wuming used also required mobilizing the rules of heaven and earth.

But at this time, the rules of heaven and earth collapsed.

He couldn't call out at all... Shen Wuming's expression became more and more anxious.

Zhao Qiansun on the side had already been suppressed by the remaining power of the sun.

He has long since run out of gas.

It's just relying on one's will to forcibly sublimate, hoping to continue fighting.

Now it was just a collision, and Zhao Qiansun fell into the ground again and couldn't get up.

"Grass!"

Shen Wuming cursed angrily. He had been thinking about his aunt just now.

That's why we keep fighting.

I thought that no matter what, as long as I invited my aunt, I could control the situation.

It's out of control now.

"What should I do?"

His mind was filled with panic, but he didn't know when Director Wang had arrived behind him.

Holding one leg of the Heavenly Fire Melting Sun Furnace tightly in his hand, the boy hit his body like a giant hammer.

The great sun fire that is constantly spitting out seems to be able to burn everything in the world.

Strong wind like thunder, domineering and resolute!

"Director Wang!"

Minghui's eyes widened, she cried out, and her body rushed towards the sky.

She didn't want to cause trouble for Shen Wuming.

But at this time, she had to take action.

Even if she couldn't stop Director Wang, she should use her body as a shield to protect the Buddha.

But Pipa, who had a higher level of cultivation, acted more directly and simply.

"You want to hurt my master, don't you really take me seriously?"

"No matter what, I am a fairy who has lived for thousands of years."

"You think too highly of yourself to play tricks in front of me."

Before she finished speaking, Pipa had already rushed out and turned into the real body of the Scorpion Spirit.

She rushed straight to Director Wang.

Director Wang tried his best at this time, just wanting to kill Shen Wuming in one battle.

The back was completely empty.

The Scorpion Spirit was to attack Wei to save Zhao, attacking the place that must be saved.

If Wang Dao ignored it, Pipa would kill Shen Wuming when he hit him.

But if Wang Dao turned back, Shen Wuming would be out of danger.

Feeling the Scorpion Demon's cold and unhesitating killing intent, Wang Dao felt a chill on his back.

But at this moment, a piece of paper suddenly appeared in front of the Scorpion Demon.

It was a piece of paper with only a few strokes of ink, but it turned into a real person in an instant.

This person casually flew out an iron shield in his hand.

The iron shield was three or five feet high, blocking Pipa in front of him like a city wall.

Pipa ignored it, and the iron pliers in his hand hit the iron shield like steel.

The iron shield rolled back and flew away instantly.

A trace of struggle flashed in Wang Dao's eyes, but he only hesitated for a moment, and the Sky Fire Melting Sun Furnace in his hand still smashed towards Shen Wuming.

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