Martial Godly Emperor

3Bai Feixia fell on the wall. Her head was bleeding and her face was pale. Her hair was messy.    

    

All that was left of her was her clothes. Her arms were white and tender, her legs were full, and her body was like honey. She could make countless men willing to die for her.    

    

Her cheeks were red and her breathing was rapid. It could be seen that the medicinal effect had not dissipated yet.    

    

That Male Cultivator knew that at this time, if he did anything to her, she would be very cooperative because of the medicinal strength, and he would enjoy endless softness.    

    

At this time, his large hand reached out to her. It was pitch black, and it carried some dirt. There were also some white corpse maggots wriggling on it, and it seemed like they were about to grab onto her full and soft protrusion.    

    

Peng!    

    

At this time, a Treasure Talisman flew over from an unknown place at an extremely fast speed, protecting her entire body. A yellow light emitted a buzzing sound, and it was extremely dazzling. It illuminated this pitch-black burial chamber.    

    

Male Cultivator's large hand touched the light of the Treasure Talisman, and with a cry of pain, he retracted his hand.    

    

At this time, Meng Yu was trying to resolve the black Qi wave released by the cultivator. He saw that the Treasure Talisman he sent out protected Bai Feixia and let out a light sigh in his heart.    

    

"She's mine, she's mine! No one can obtain her before me!"    

    

"Kid, if you want her, you have to line up. I told you, I'll play with her. I'm tired of it, so naturally it's your turn!"    

    

Male Cultivator shouted angrily.    

    

However, would he be tired of playing?    

    

Of course not.    

    

Such a moving little demoness, which man would feel bored of playing?    

    

Male Cultivator furiously bumped into the Treasure Talisman.    

    

This was a high-grade Earth Grade Treasure Talisman, and it could be considered powerful. However, under Male Cultivator's attack, the light of the Treasure Talisman began to shake.    

    

At this moment, Meng Yu had dispersed the black Qi waves.    

    

A solemn expression appeared on his face.    

    

He didn't know if this Male Cultivator was a dead man or a living creature, but the strength of this man was at the fifth level of the Yang-opening Realm, and he wasn't someone he could afford to offend.    

    

"Roar! Roar!"    

    

Male Cultivator became violent. The stick in his hand carried a lot of ghostly qi and resentment as it kept hitting the Treasure Talisman.    

    

The light of the Treasure Talisman was actually continuously weakened by him.    

    

This person once again attacked Meng Yu with some air waves.    

    

Meng Yu's face was somewhat pale, because when he faced these air waves, he felt a trace of helplessness.    

    

He used the Sword Wave to construct a sword wall, and it released some flames that collided with the Qi waves on the opposite side.    

    

Taking advantage of this time, he looked around and took a deep breath!    

    

He did not know what technique this Male Cultivator used. At this moment... In the entire tomb chamber, the Dao Fate had weakened to its lowest. Dao Tribulation, sin, ghost energy, resentment... The wanton fluttering of the ___ caused Male Cultivator's strength to rise greatly. Meng Yu's Heavenly Dao Rule was being suppressed.    

    

No wonder he felt powerless when facing those black airwaves!    

    

Now, he had to leave this place. Otherwise, he would be killed by that man here.    

    

"This person has corpse spots on his body, it seems like he's a dead man."    

    

"However, he has the aura of a living person and his own shadow. It seems like he's a spectral cultivator!"    

    

Evil cultivators, Devil Cultivator, and spectral cultivators were very few in number in Misty Mountain, but they were enough to make people tremble in fear.    

    

Bai Feixia's Treasure Talisman was covered in many Dao tribulations, sins, ghost energy, and resentment. It was constantly deconstructing the Dao Fate on the talisman.    

    

In addition to the attack of the cultivator, it would soon collapse.    

    

Meng Yu could not let this Treasure Talisman collapse. If that happened, it would mean that Bai Feixia would fall into that person's hands and suffer all kinds of humiliation.    

    

Now, he still didn't know why Bai Feixia would sleep in that coffin.    

    

He also didn't know where this cultivator came from.    

    

He released more than ten lightning bolts and attacked that person.    

    

The lightning was extremely powerful, a yang type object, able to intimidate evil creatures.    

    

Meng Yu hoped that these lightning bolts could turn that person into ashes.    

    

This tall cultivator had constructed a wall of fog around him that contained ghost energy and resentment. Meng Yu's lightning struck that wall, producing loud thumping sounds.    

    

What surprised him was that the fog actually absorbed all of the lightning, causing many small silver snakes to swim inside.    

    

The fog attacked him, its power becoming greater!    

    

It was somewhat difficult for him to deal with it.    

    

"This ghost fog can absorb my lightning for its own use?"    

    

Meng Yu was shocked. A thought struck him, and a raging flame emerged in his heart.    

    

In an instant, countless flames flowed in this spatial zone, burning it.    

    

Blue Smoke rose from the wall, and the tables and chairs were burning.    

    

The smoke wreaked havoc in the surroundings.    

    

When it enveloped the flames, the flames were extinguished.    

    

The smoke was also neutralized by the burning flames.    

    

"Luckily, I finally have a way to deal with the ghost mist."    

    

Meng Yu took a step forward and took out his Water-filling Sword. The incomparably sharp sword emitted some Qi waves, and the flames also rolled forward towards the cultivator.    

    

The cultivator was about to break the Treasure Talisman. At this moment... ， he sensed the danger behind him and turned around. He looked at Meng Yu and his face became ferocious. He waved his stick. A mist of air condensed in an instant and rushed towards Meng Yu!    

    

"I want you to die!"    

    

"I want to tear you apart!"    

    

The cultivator said angrily.    

    

Countless black smoke appeared on his body.    

    

The tomb chamber was covered in shadows, with cries of agony sounding continuously!    

    

Meng Yu's body was protected by the Brilliant Blood Red Fire, and the raging flames were dancing in his cold eyes.    

    

He stretched out his sword.    

    

Bang!    

    

Around him, countless blood red clouds floated out.    

    

In an instant, he disappeared.    

    

Almost at the same time, he arrived in front of Bai Feixia. His hand reached into the talisman and picked up the unconscious Bai Feixia.    

    

"Let's go!"    

    

He used the Blood Escape Arts to escape again.    

    

At this moment, the cultivator turned around. A wave of Qi hit the spot where Meng Yu was just standing, causing some cracks to appear in the space.    

    

Meng Yu had already flown to the long passageway.    

    

"You want to leave? Dream on! Haha! You will die here!"    

    

The cultivator's throat sounded like it was being choked, echoing in the tomb.    

    

Meng Yu took out a "Red Mist Formation Breaking Treasure Talisman."    

    

This was what he had obtained from Lu Guan's ring.    

    

Red Mist Formation Breaking Treasure Talisman was a Heaven Superior Grade Treasure Talisman, and it was very good at breaking formations.    

    

Meng Yu activated the talisman without hesitation.    

    

It turned into a red mist and rushed towards the tomb door.    

    

The tomb door was instantly dyed red.    

    

Boom, boom...    

    

With a few muffled sounds, the red glow tore a hole in the array formation of the tomb!    

    

The red Light Door instantly condensed and there was a lot of smoke drifting around the Light Door. Under the guidance of the cultivator chasing from behind, it continuously ate away at the Light Door!    

    

In less than a few breaths of time, only half of the red cloud formed Light Door was left.    

    

He only had this kind of formation breaking talisman in his hand. If the Light Door formed by this talisman with great difficulty was completely eaten away, then he would not be able to leave.    

    

But now, the door was still some distance away from him.    

    

With a swoosh, Meng Yu used the Thunder Arts and rushed over at lightning speed.    

    

In an instant, he arrived outside the door.    

    

The rich Dao Fate surged towards him, making him feel very satisfied.    

    

The Light Door disappeared.    

    

The talisman in his hand turned into ashes and scattered in the air.    

    

He hugged Bai Feixia and felt that her soft body was boiling hot. The hot air that she exhaled carried a fragrance that made one's heart beat.    

    

He stepped forward and prepared to find Little Purple and the others to walk with him.    

    

This place was a bit strange. He did not intend to stay here and fight with that cultivator.    

    

He flew forward, passing through a forest.    

    

However, he felt a light on his back. That person had actually locked onto his Dao Fate and was chasing him from behind.