Zhuang Mu and the others felt their scalps tingle.
In all their years alive, they had never fought like this.
Previously, when they fought other cultivators, they would first probe their opponents' strength, then slowly exchange spells and bombard each other.
A fight was a fight, but they still had to maintain their bearing.
But in this situation, who had time to pose?
They fought for their lives right from the start.
And they mixed major Divine Abilities with minor ones.
Whatever would kill their opponents, they used.
Bang, bang, bang...
Zhuang Mu was blasted away again by a group of True Immortal Outsiders.
Even his body was smashed to pieces.
Fortunately, the Revival Pills were sufficiently heaven-defying. Zhuang Mu revived at full strength again.
And the longer Zhuang Mu fought, the angrier he became.
"You sons of bitches! I'll fucking take you all on!"
Zhuang Mu steeled himself. Since he could revive anyway, he might as well burn his Dantian directly.
In an instant, Zhuang Mu's aura surged again.
Pfft, pfft, pfft...
Golden Sword Qi shot straight through the group of True Immortals.
This time, they slaughtered even more fiercely.
Not only that, Zhuang Mu discovered that his cultivation was growing.
Holy shit, why did my cultivation technique circulate more smoothly the more Outsiders I killed?
Zhuang Mu looked toward Meng Wuya.
Meng Wuya had noticed it too. But then both continued fighting without letting anything show.
Compared to them, Tong Xinran and the others were different.
As disciples taken in by the same Master, their aptitude could not be all that poor.
It was simply that there had been problems with their previous cultivation and comprehension, which was why they had been somewhat weak.
But one fact remained unchanged.
However strong they wanted to become, the Hongmeng World