Emperor Sovereign Martial Soul

0"Xiao Cui, Zi Jin, the two of you go protect Xiao Bai. This sovereign will save the old man!"    

    

Looking at the loose cultivators that were rushing over like floodwaters, Wu Hao's expression suddenly sank, and a fierce light flashed past his eyes.    

    

This was the Fine Martial Continent, a world where the strong preyed on the weak, and the strong was revered. In this world, it was no longer an overseas Martial Cultivation World, and it was no longer possible to rely on logic.    

    

Only by relying on one's fist could one stand and reason with another.    

    

Thus, Wu Hao did not have any good intentions.    

    

"Go to hell! The Tree Transformation Demon is mine!"    

    

"How dare you sneak attack me …" "See how Yours Truly will deal with you …"    

    

"Kill!"    

    

"This tree demon belongs to me, I will kill whoever touches it!"    

    

"Hmph, arrogant …" "Go to hell!"    

    

"You're the one who's going to die!"    

    

Clang! Clang …    

    

This group of people, numbered in the hundreds, and their strengths were all in the middle of Infant movement. They had only just arrived at the valley entrance, and the Tree Demons that had yet to approach the valley had already started to engage in a chaotic battle.    

    

For a time, all sorts of weapons shot out rainbow beams that filled the sky in the direction of the valley's entrance.    

    

Wu Hao took a step forward from the back of the Northern Sea Divine Leviathan, and in the next moment, he had already passed everyone, and was suspended in the air above the valley.    

    

At this moment, amongst the rocks in the valley, Treeman whose body was weak and not used to it sat up slowly. She looked towards the direction of the valley's entrance and couldn't help but frown.    

    

"This bunch of bastards, you want to capture me while I'm weak? Damn you! If I recover to my peak, what are you bastards worth?" Treeman thought to himself.    

    

"Old man, calm down and get used to this body as soon as possible. You don't have to worry about anything else. With this sovereign here, they won't be able to create any big waves!" Wu Hao immediately said to him.    

    

After hearing that, Treeman immediately calmed her mind, she sat up, channeled the demon essence in his body, and quickly adapted to the body that she had just completed.    

    

This was a process that every Metamorphosis had to go through.    

    

In this world, the reason why there were so few Metamorphosis s was because once you took human form, you would be in danger, so there were very few demons who could truly escape this calamity.    

    

Humans were just that greedy. Thus, humans and demons had made a distinction since ancient times.    

    

The chaotic battle at the entrance of the valley continued. In the blink of an eye, heavy casualties were inflicted upon them. The blood mist permeated through the entrance of the valley, stimulating their minds and causing them to become even more frenzied.    

    

The rogue cultivators with slightly more power already had bloodshot eyes and those with lower cultivation were frightened and kept retreating.    

    

Although treasures were good, little lives were more important. In this chaotic battle, there were still many people who were aware of this.    

    

However, even if they realized this, they did not go far. Instead, they stood in the distance and watched, planning to take advantage of this opportunity.    

    

And it was at this time that, at the peak of a strange mountain in another direction, the White Tiger was facing the final bolt of heavenly lightning.    

    

At this moment, the Mysterious Peak had been destroyed by nearly a fifth of the heavenly lightning's power, and the White Tiger itself was no longer as imposing as before.    

    

At this moment, it was covered with wounds and a large portion of its hair had been charred.    

    

Before, the might of the eight divine lightning bolts had been much stronger than before. It was truly not easy for one to not fall to the ground after persisting for so long.    

    

Roar!    

    

Divine beasts were the kings of all beasts.    

    

Since ancient times, it possessed supreme authority. With a single roar, it shook the heavens.    

    

A water lotus, especially huge, spat out from its enormous mouth. It soared through the air rapidly, enveloping its entire body beneath it in the blink of an eye.    

    

This was him, his last line of defense, using his full strength.