Chapter 1684

At this moment, Ximen Wudi was like a war god.

Every strike he made was certain to claim the life of a powerful cultivator.

Beside him, Feng Wu was even more terrifying.

Her methods were Mo Ce; anyone who touched her would either die or be wounded.

Even the Mingtu Demon Lord dared not provoke her lightly.

At this moment, the opponent's eyes revealed a trace of solemnity.

Clearly, he had not expected these two to be this powerful.

You know, in his impression, Ximen Wudi had just broken through to the seventh level of Saint realm, so how could he possibly look like this now?

Moreover, the woman beside him was certainly no ordinary person.

"Roar!"

A roar echoed down.

The Mingtu Demon Lord instantly transformed into a giant towering ten thousand zhang tall.

Every gesture he made sent forth terrifying Jian Jingfeng.

"Boom!"

With one punch, Ximen Wudi was blasted flying.

A streak of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

His eyes blazed with fury, clearly unleashing his full ferocity.

"Ha! Little brat, surrender peacefully, or today you'll die without even a grave to bury you!"

"Boom—!"

At that very moment, another thunderous roar rang out.

Immediately, the entire void was sealed off.

A figure appeared in the vision of all in an instant.

It was a young man clad in a python robe.

He was immensely muscular.

In his hand, he held a sharp axe.

"Minghe Sect Master!"

Upon seeing the newcomer, Xing Tian could not help but cry out.

His expression darkened instantly—he had not expected this man to arrive at such a critical moment.

"Heh, so it's you. But today, you cannot save him!"

The Minghe Sect Master spoke.

His eyes held a sneering smile.

Xing Tian, meanwhile, had already stepped aside.

"If that's the case, then let's see!"

The moment his words ended,

behind the Minghe Sect Master, a pitch-black portal appeared in the void.

Then, countless giant dragons burst forth from within.

In the blink of an eye, they coalesced into hundreds of millions of jiaolong.

"Roar!"

In the 1495 Secret Realm,

the dragons' roars spread instantly throughout the entire secret realm.

Causing everyone present to turn pale.

Even if they combined their strength, these beings—equivalent to the peak of Saint Realm Level Nine—

could not withstand such a horde of dragons rampaging.

Instantly, every face turned grim.

Yet the Minghe Sect Master's eyes gleamed with satisfaction.

He had long known that, on his own, he could never kill Ximen Wudi.

That was why he had summoned help—and it had succeeded perfectly.

"Roar!"

Yet though their might was terrifying beyond measure,

Ximen Wudi and Feng Wu remained utterly unfazed.

"Chirp!"

A red sun hung beside Ximen Wudi.

Making his figure appear even more majestic.

He slowly stepped forward.

As he waved his palm, scorching yang flames swept across heaven and earth.

"Crack!"

Where the blazing fire passed,

space shattered inch by inch.

And each of the giant dragons was instantly incinerated to ash.

Ultimately, they vanished into nothingness in the void.

"Hiss!"

Seeing this scene, everyone drew in a sharp breath of cold air.

"What's going on here? That's Yang Flame — how is that possible!"

Someone cried out in alarm.

"Yang Flame — impossible! Isn't Yang Flame exclusive to the Sun God Palace!"

Another person said in disbelief.

After all, the flames around Ximen Wudi were far too scorching.

They simply didn't look like something a human could unleash.

But the facts were right before their eyes, leaving them no choice but to believe.

And at this moment, the Minghe Sect Master's face was utterly grim.

He had not expected Ximen Wudi's strength to be so terrifyingly powerful.

"Roar!"

Just then, Ximen Wudi once again threw back his head and let out a long howl.

This time, the Jin Wu behind him instantly swelled to over a hundred meters in size.

Its wings spread out, blotting out the sky and the sun.

Causing the surrounding void to tremble ceaselessly, as if the end of the world had arrived.

"Kill!"

Immediately after, a claw raked out.

In an instant, the sky was filled with thick, dense sanguine light.

Clawing toward the Minghe Sect Master to seize him.

And the opponent, at this moment, was not about to be outdone either.

Above his head, the Sea of Blood boiled over.

Pouncing murderously toward Ximen Wudi.

"Roar!"

And seeing the opponent's attack coming.

The Pangu phantom also roared forth at the same instant.

Its body, massive as a mountain range.

A single stomp came crashing down.