Fantasy: Starting out as a gigolo, born a Confucian sage

At this time, the Dutian Forbidden Array had completely fallen into Shen Wuming's hands, and Murong Qianshan no longer had any control.

But even so, his face did not change much, but became more and more excited.

It was like when playing chess, he finally met a chess friend who was as good as himself. This was a rare blessing.

"Don't worry, since I want to learn Jiang Taigong to fish, I naturally prepared the fishhook."

"Don't say that Yong'an Hou has not crossed the dragon gate yet. Even if two old dragons come, my fishhook is enough."

Murong Qianshan's words were a little meaningful. Shen Wuming suddenly frowned, as if he had noticed something.

A dark knife shadow, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, suddenly broke through the Daluo Liangyi Array that he had controlled.

She actually ignored the rules and stabbed him directly behind his head.

"Be careful!"

Minghui shouted urgently, but Pipa seemed to have been prepared. When she raised her hand, her slender and tender fingers turned into scorpion claws!

The scorpion claws, with their incomparable sharpness, instantly crushed the dark blade light into pieces.

It continued to stab into the void, crushing the dark blade lights that continued to fly one by one, turning them into dust.

At the same time, the long sword in Shen Wuming's hand, transformed from the Thousand Changes, had already slashed towards the sky.

Above the sky, there was a clear sky.

It seemed that there was nothing in the void, but as the sword struck, only a tearing sound like a torn cloth was heard.

There was actually a layer of space in the bright sky, which was torn apart by Shen Wuming at this time.

The space was filled with countless dark demonic energy, swirling and surging, and now it was spraying out like a deflated ball.

It enveloped the entire wasteland.

"It's him, Wang Mo!"

Zhao Qiansun's eyes were wide open like copper bells, and he exclaimed, looking at the demon cultivator in disbelief.

This demon cultivator had a kind face and a very noble aura, looking like a kind elder.

But at this time, the dense demonic energy lingered, which made people dumbfounded, and there were countless resentful spirits like human figures.

It can be imagined that the sin of killing was heavy!

"This is the Blood Nerve!" Minghui's beautiful eyes suddenly revealed an angry and gloomy look, and she said word by word.

"To cultivate the Blood Nerve to such a level, at least tens of thousands of lives are on your hands."

"And you have to choose ninety-nine virgins in the Yin year, Yin month, Yin day and Yin time!"

"On the day of the first coming of Tiankui, peel off the skin and bones, and extract the resentful souls in endless pain, and then you can practice successfully!"

Minghui's words seemed to be just a few words, but they had revealed the bleak truth behind the Blood Nerve.

Such means are hard to accept!

Anyone who can get started in the practice of the Blood Nerve is one of the most vicious and cruel people in the world.

Even if it is a demon, everyone can kill him and will never associate with him.

But who would have thought that Wang Mo, the ancestor of the Wang family in Bingzhou, actually practiced such an evil method?

"Old Master Wang, the outside world is saying that your Wang family in Bingzhou is a traitor. I just thought it was slander."

"But now it seems that it is just stating a fact!"

Shen Wuming also recognized Wang Mo's identity. His eyes were gloomy to the extreme, and the Qianjibian in his hand kept emitting sword energy!

Sharp!

Wang Dao's face also turned completely black. He took a deep breath, "I only regret that I didn't see through the true face of the Wang family earlier."

"That's why I set things right. When Master Shen arrived, I took the initiative to surrender to show my innocence!"

Looking at his expression, it seemed really unexpected. He didn't expect Wang Dao to practice such an evil method.

"Don't talk nonsense anymore."

Murong Qianshan chuckled, "I know you all have some regrets in your hearts."

"But since I dare to show such a trump card, I will not let you escape easily."

"Otherwise, if you go out and spread the word, then the Wang family of Bingzhou and fellow Daoist Wang Mo will be destroyed in your hands, right?"

Things like blood nerves, unless it is a matter of life and death, even the devil cultivators will not easily show it.

No matter who Murong Qianshan and Wang Mo are, at least their identities are still high-sounding.

If Shen Wuming and others cannot be killed at this time, then... there will definitely be great trouble in the future!

Shen Wuming's face is gloomy.

Even if he has obtained the amplification of the Daluo Liangyi formation at this time, he still feels a sense of pressure.

The other party is not aimless!

Whether it is Wang Mo or Murong Qianshan, they are definitely not fools without brains.

Since they dare to show their cards, they must have confidence!

"The most important thing is..." Shen Wuming vaguely saw the rules of heaven and earth at this time, and he was a little bit unbelievable.

"Wang Mo... is also your puppet! How is this possible?"

When Wang Mo dominated the world, Murong Qianshan's father was still fighting for the world, full of vigor and ambition, and achieved success at a young age.

When Murong Qianshan was born, Wang Mo had already become famous all over the world and achieved the eighth realm.

How is it possible... is this also his puppet?

"How is this impossible?"

Murong Qianshan smiled jokingly, "Like you said just now, isn't my formation very rubbish?"

"In fact, although I have practiced formation, I am essentially... still a puppeteer."

Before he finished speaking, several terrifying auras rose up from all around the wasteland, and the vitality exploded, and the world was in turmoil!

"Duke Liang of Dayan, Liang Tiancheng!"

"Famous general of Western Turkic, Tongli Khan!"

"One of the Nine Calculations of Mohism, Mo Xuangui!"

Another three powerful men with extremely terrifying auras surrounded them, and Zhao Qiansun also read out their identities one by one.

Without exception, no matter in terms of strength or reputation, they are all top figures in the world.

Even decades ago, they had already broken through to the seventh realm, and now they have definitely touched the threshold of the eighth realm.

But without exception.

They were all shrouded by the rules of the heaven and earth puppets, and finally led to Murong Qianshan's hands.

In other words, they are all his puppets!

"Okay, okay..."

Shen Wuming's face rarely darkened. He thought that Murong Qianshan took out the Dutian Forbidden Array, which was his trump card.

But now it seems that even if the two sides have fought for several rounds, the other party is just testing.

He is a puppet master, so he took out a bunch of puppets as soon as he came and besieged Shen Wuming.

After Shen Wuming broke the puppet, this guy took out the Dutian Forbidden Array again, making people think that he is a formation master.

As a result, now, hey, he has made a bunch of puppets again.

Moreover, these puppets are so strong in terms of identity, strength, status, and reputation.

At the same time, Murong Qianshan's aura finally burst out, and golden light shone!

"Eighth Realm!"

Shen Wuming took a deep breath and felt a little frustrated for the first time.

I am a time traveler, and I am a cheater. I didn't expect to meet such a strong native.

Is this scientific?

Is this a beaver?

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