Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

The Red Nose Demonic Dao laughed and said, "Haha!" No, no, my brother just said that you have a high position and power, and that you have everything you want. Whether it is magic treasures or cultivation techniques, they are far superior to ours." Today's opportunity is hard to come by, so I will spar with the two of you. How about it? "    

    

Elder Ann and Elder Lu looked at each other and smiled bitterly. It seemed that a battle was inevitable. These two fellows were really too worthless. Putting away the Primeval Stone and still acting shamelessly, they couldn't help but feel angry. Each of them took out their own Highest Grade Magic Treasure. Elder Ann rushed towards the slovenly monk while Elder Lu rushed towards the red-nosed demonic path.    

    

The four of them used their respective techniques and divine abilities to fight each other.    

    

Feng Yimo had already woken up a long time ago. Other people couldn't see what was happening outside, but he could clearly see what was happening with the Great Wisdom Eye.    

    

Elder Ann activated a huge five-colored banner that was six to seven meters tall. The banner fluttered in the wind and gave off a strange cold aura. It collided with the Sloppy Monk's three-meter long Buddha shovel continuously, causing the surrounding Yuan Qi to explode. If the camp wasn't protected by a spirit formation, Qing Yu, Yue Liang, and even Nascent Infant warriors would have been blown to pieces.    

    

The slovenly monk was also at the late stage of the Soul Formation realm, and similar to Elder Ann, they were all at the tenth stage of the Soul Formation realm. However, Feng Yimo vaguely felt that Elder Ann was no match for him. Although the five-colored banner was full of evil winds, it was unable to shake the black Buddha shovel. It was also a Highest Grade Magic Treasure, but the five-colored banner was a grade lower.    

    

On the other side, Elder Lu used a white jade cane to produce shadows of staffs that filled the sky. He was having a great fight with the Red Nose Demonic Dao's large top-grade flying sword, but he was suppressed to the point of being unable to fight back. He could only defend step by step. Clearly, he was even worse than Elder Ann.    

    

If the opponent was just the slovenly monk and the Red Nose Demonic Dao, it would not be a big deal if all the Soul Formation guards moved together. The key was that they were fighting in the dark forest. There were dozens of eyes staring at them.    

    

Feng Yimo quickly called all the warriors together and said in a low voice with a serious expression. Everyone, there are people outside the formation trying to attack the camp. Currently, Elder Lu and Elder Ann are fighting, but we can't guarantee that we can stop them from breaking through the defensive formation and charging in. If the formation is broken, I will give everyone a suggestion: Don't run around, and don't have any direct conflict with them. Just rush towards the nearest river and jump into the water. Hiding under the water, perhaps we can escape a disaster."    

    

Just now, he used the Great Wisdom Eye to look around. On one side of the camp was the great river, and on the other three sides, there were ambushes. If they were unaware, martial artists fleeing to any side would be intercepted. Hence, the great river was the only way out.    

    

Qing Yu, Lone Wolf, Hsu Mu, Yue Liang, and the others had solemn expressions. They sensed Feng Yimo's solemnity and knew that it was a matter of life and death. Moreover, they had cooperated many times. They were very impressed by Feng Yimo's decisiveness, so they all nodded in agreement.    

    

Next, Feng Yimo asked everyone to put the life-saving pills in their arms. They wrapped up the important things and carried them on their backs. Some of the useless and heavy things were abandoned, and they went into battle lightly.    

    

Just as everyone was ready and moved closer to the side of the river, they heard a loud bang. The defensive spirit formation outside the camp collapsed. A strong wind blew over, and everyone turned into rolling gourds that were blown dozens of feet away.    

    

"Second Young Master, Second Miss, you guys retreat first!" Elder Ann panted and shouted.    

    

Second Young Master and Ren Xiao rolled up their sleeves and wrapped Ren Biyao up. The two of them soared into the sky and turned into a streak of light, shooting towards the river. With Ren Xiao's eyesight, he could naturally tell that there was no ambush in the direction of the river.    

    

"Run!" Feng Yimo got up from the ground in a sorry state. He grabbed Liu Ruomei with his left hand and Qing Yu with his right, throwing the two of them towards the river. Under his huge strength, the two women were like two cannonballs. They quickly passed the warrior at the front and fell into the river.    

    

Lone Wolf, Hsu Mu, and the others followed Feng Yimo's instructions and rushed towards the river.    

    

In the camp, the remaining Soul Formation guards rose into the air and stopped the masked cultivator in black from rushing out of the forest. The chaotic battle had begun.    

    

There were more than twenty black-clad masked cultivators, ten Soul Formation realm cultivators, and twenty Nascent Infant cultivators. They were almost the same as the people that Ren Xiao had brought with him. However, there were two more Soul Formation realm cultivators. As such, the remaining late Soul Formation realm cultivators were fighting three Soul Formation realm cultivators alone.    

    

When the Hsingyi Mansion cultivators faced the incoming cultivators one on one, the masked men in black had three Nascent Infant warriors chasing after the fleeing warriors.    

    

Feng Yimo was running at full speed, but he was the last one to fall. His face was full of panic. When he saw a Cultivator of the Nascent Infant Early Period rushing towards him, he staggered and fell to the ground. He screamed in panic, "Don't kill me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Don't kill me!"    

    

Cultivator of the Nascent Infant Early Period grinned hideously and landed in front of Feng Yimo. 30 feet. He reached out his right hand and a Spiritual Force Large Hand grabbed Feng Yimo's neck. He held it in front of him and said, "Kid, blame yourself for your bad luck. You must enter the Hsingyi Mansion. Remember, don't be a useless warrior in your next life!" With that said, he exerted force in his hand and was about to crush Feng Yimo.    

    

However, a strange smile appeared on Feng Yimo's face. With a flip of his wrist, the Blunt Slow Sword suddenly thrust out and pierced right into the Dantian of a Nascent Infant warrior. It also pierced into the Nascent Infant warrior who was sitting cross-legged in the Dantian without any obstruction!    

    

"You..." The Nascent Infant warrior was terrified. He felt all the spiritual energy in his body dissipating rapidly, and his life was fading away. He felt extremely aggrieved. A dignified Nascent Infant warrior had actually died in the hands of an ant-like warrior. He didn't even close his eyes until he died!    

    

After killing a Nascent Infant warrior, Feng Yimo quickly took off the man's Storage Bag and stuffed it into his chest. The Blunt Slow Sword in his hand flew out with a swoosh and pierced towards the Nascent Infant warrior who was chasing behind Hsu Mu.    

    

The Nascent Infant warrior was shocked. He had already found out that his companion was dead. He quickly abandoned Hsu Mu and glared at Feng Yimo angrily. He pointed his finger and a long saber emitting red flames flew out and struck the Blunt Slow Sword. The Blunt Slow Sword was immediately sent flying and landed on the ground a hundred meters away.    

    

"You killed him?" Although he was covered by a black cloth, Feng Yimo could still see the fear and disbelief in the Nascent Infant warrior's eyes. With the Great Wisdom Eye, he could sense the fear in the warrior's eyes.    

    

If a warrior could kill a Nascent Infant warrior, it could only be said that the warrior had cultivated to the extreme. Perhaps he had reached the legendary Martial Master realm, how could he not be afraid?    

    

"That's right, he died at the hands of our sect!" Feng Yimo's expression was calm as he said fearlessly. Since this person was afraid of Martial Masters, he would pretend to be Martial Masters and see if he could scare him away.    

    

"You, you are at the Martial Master Realm?" The Nascent Infant warrior took a step back and asked in fear.    

    

Feng Yimo grinned. His white teeth looked even darker in the night, "What do you think?" After saying that, he lowered his right hand and clenched his fist. With a shake of his fist, the Blunt Slow Sword that was more than a hundred feet away trembled and flew into his hand. With a leap, he jumped dozens of feet into the air. Chaotic innate Qi surged into the Blunt Slow Sword, and a sword Qi jar that was more than a hundred feet tall flew out and slashed at the Nascent Infant warrior. "Hand over your life!"