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Volume 2, Chapter 159: Eight Extremes Conferred God Formation

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    "Very good. High-speed update suimeng." Meng Luo's eyes also flashed a sharp look, "Since you Shenhuang clan wants to fight, our eight dominant families will naturally accompany you to the end, but I just don't know that the ninety thousand years of endless  The battle of gods has passed. Which time did your Shenhuang clan win? " "Humph." Jue Huangquan snorted, and then a ferocious look flashed in his eyes. It was obvious that Meng Luo's words touched his heart.  sore spot.  "Meng Luo, 90,000 years ago, you were able to have an emperor come out to help you win the battle, and seriously injured my father, but that was only done at the cost of burning reincarnation." "Now my father has recovered.  He has reached the peak of his strength, but I don¡¯t know if your emperor has returned to the peak of his past?¡± Hearing this, Meng Luo¡¯s tone couldn¡¯t help but froze slightly. Xiao Pojun had told him before that the emperor was burning.  Samsara had just sealed the leader of the Shenhuang Clan. Although his current strength has declined significantly, it is still far behind the peak state of the past. At that time, the emperor could not completely wipe out the leader of the Shenhuang Clan. Now the emperor is no longer what he was before.  With such a peak level of cultivation, how can one seal the leader of the Shenhuang Clan again?  "It's useless to talk more. If you want to fight, it's just a fight." Mengluo snorted coldly, and then a sarcastic look flashed in his eyes, "Tell your Shenhuang tribe to grow up, this time the Wushen  I just don¡¯t know if he will still use his soul clone to fight, or will he use his true self to fight?" "How can I use my father to deal with you rabble?" Jue Huangquan smiled disdainfully, "Meng.  Luo, you think too highly of your eight master families. Although you can stand on the supreme interface for tens of thousands of years, it is just the time that I, the Shenhuang clan, gave you to recuperate. I want to see,  All of your previous Pitian Sword Masters fell into the hands of our Shenhuang Clan, and now you, the descendants of the Pitian Sword Masters, can have some of the grace of those sword masters back then!" With that said, Jue Huangquan waved his hand,  Immediately, many powerful gods standing behind Juehuangquan flew out one after another, and a monstrous cold murderous intent rose into the sky, covering the entire sky in an instant. This was not what Meng Luo had experienced before.  He has lived through the Wushen War, but every time he sees the power displayed by the Shenhuang clan, he can't help but be secretly frightened.  "Come on, Meng Luo, let me see how you, the eight dominant families who have been beaten together, have the ability to compete with us this time!" With that said, Jue Huangquan clapped his hands, and a jet-black wave flowed out.  The black mist of ink suddenly surged out of his body, and a ferocious aura approaching the late stage of the divine realm rose directly from Jue Huangquan's body.  "Late stage of the divine realm?!" Meng Luo's eyes flashed with a strong look of fear. Now his own cultivation level is only in the late stage of the divine realm. At most, he can tie with Jue Huangquan, but among the Shenhuang clan,  Among them, there are at least hundreds of masters like Jue Huangquan, and on the side of their eight dominant families, even if the heads of the eight dominant families and the supreme elders in the family who have not been born for ten thousand years are added together, I am afraid there is no opponent.  Half the people are too many, how to fight this battle?  "After breaking the Meng family's clan-protecting formation, smash the shells of these turtles first! I want to see how long you turtles can hold on without the support of the clan-protecting formation!  " With that said, Jue Huangquan rushed directly in the direction of Meng Luo, and then slapped Meng Luo's chest hard with a palm carrying monstrous energy fluctuations.  With a muffled sound of "buzz", Mengluo did not dodge Juehuangquan's palm at all. With one palm strike, just when his palm was about to touch Mengluo's chest, he was immediately hit by a burst of pink.  The invisible energy shield of color blocked it. Although the slap was astonishing, it only caused a trace of energy ripples on the protective shield, which could not be broken at all.  ??How can Jue Huangquan alone easily break through the clan-protecting formation maintained by nearly a thousand masters from the eight dominant families?  However, at the same time that Jue Huangquan took action, the powerful Shenhuang warriors standing above the Meng family's clan-protecting formation also took action one by one. Countless dark Yuanli Pilians volleyed at the Meng family's clan-protecting formation below.  Then, the dark Yuanli Pilian was like a heavy rain, bombarding the Meng family's clan-protecting formation. Suddenly, the light mask on the formation trembled violently, and layers of transparent energy ripples continued to appear.  Although it looks shaky, at least within a short period of time, this clan-protecting formation cannot be broken.  "This can't go on like this!" Mengluo looked around, a look of anxiety flashed in his eyes. Although the leader of the Shenhuang clan was notThey have not participated in the war, but the overall combat effectiveness of the Shenhuang clan is now obviously higher than theirs. If they are just passively beaten like this, I am afraid that they can last for up to two days before the clan-protecting formation will be directly broken.  And when that time comes, all the masters who maintain the clan-protecting formation will have exhausted their energy in their bodies because of maintaining the clan-protecting formation. The situation will inevitably be extremely passive, and these masters may be at the mercy of others.  .  "Everyone, come with me and capture the thief first!" Meng Luo looked back at the seven heads of the dominant family standing behind him, a sharp look flashed in his eyes, "Now is the time of life and death, no matter whether it is life or death,  No matter what, we have to hold on until the sword master comes out. Now that there is no leader of the Shenhuang clan to participate in the battle, it is a good opportunity for us. We must hold on to this wave of offensive, and we must win." All seven people's eyes flashed!  After looking at each other with a solemn expression, they all nodded silently.  "Come with me!" Meng Luo shouted first, then the energy around his body surged, and a terrifying aura rose from Meng Luo's body. His body turned into a stream of light and rushed directly towards Juehuang Spring.  passed.  "Jue Huangquan, don't be arrogant, I'm here to meet you!" Meng Luo's body rushed out of the protection range of the Meng family's clan protection formation. After seeing Jue Huangquan, he immediately slapped Jue Huangquan hard with his palm.  past.  "Hmph, if you want to touch my elder brother, you have to pass my level first." A cold snort sounded, and then a black figure appeared directly beside Mengluo, and a big knife condensed with black energy was pointed directly at  Meng Luo's waist slashed down angrily.  "Get out of here!" Meng Luo roared angrily. He didn't expect that there was such a person ambushing beside him. He immediately roared angrily and slapped the person next to him who was making a sneak attack. He slapped his palm on the side of the black sword and shouted.  There was a loud bang, and an invisible wave of air suddenly exploded in the space where the two were fighting, and the surrounding space suddenly collapsed with a "crash".  "Jue Biluo? Is it you?!" Meng Luo stepped back nearly a hundred steps in the air before he stabilized his figure. Looking at the figure in black standing next to Jue Huangquan, holding a big knife in his hand, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.  Look, "Has your strength also recovered?" A hint of joking flashed through Jue Biluo's eyes. The dark sword in her hand drew an ink-colored sword flower in the void, and then said with a sneer?  "Even if you are far from returning to your peak cultivation level, it is more than enough to deal with you so-called bullshit eight dominant families." "Hey, I didn't expect that you two brothers would get together again." Wearing pink robes  The head of the Hua Family sneered, and his body appeared in the air, "Jue Biluo, I didn't expect that the ancestor's sword didn't hit you hard, and now you can actually participate in the Wushen Battle, tsk tsk It seems that you gods  The Huang clan has the same ability to kill as cockroaches. This rumor is true. " "Hua Rumeng?" A dazed look flashed in Jue Biluo's eyes. Hua Rumeng, the second Pitian Sword Master,  In the Wushen War at that time, she fought against Jue Biluo at the beginning of the war. The two only fought three moves. In the third move, Hua Rumeng cut off Jue Biluo's soul with one sword.  , such a heavy injury prevented him from fully recovering from the subsequent Wushen battles, and naturally he did not participate.  "Hua Rumeng is dead now. You, the descendants of the Hua family, I will let you go on the road together today to meet your ancestors!" Jue Biluo snorted coldly, and before she finished speaking, six figures appeared immediately.  In mid-air, eight people surrounded the two brothers. Seeing that the time had come, Mengluo immediately stopped talking nonsense and shouted loudly?  "Everyone, join hands to slay the devil!" As he said that, Mengluo's palms met, and a white misty light rose from his body. There was a trace of extremely fierce aura in the white light.  "Eight Extremes Conferred God Formation, open!" (To be continued.
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