After a depressing wait, the Skynet troops arrived one after another. The Great Elder and other six emperors separated in the front, while Lone Soul Seder and other powerful men separated in turn. The six human emperors, the four quasi-emperors, and the fifteen golden ones
At the peak, there are ten gold high-level people, thirty-seven gold junior and intermediate levels, and ninety silver levels. The number of people is less than two hundred, but the strength of the lineup is terrifying, and it has the advantage of suppressing Tianmen at all levels.
With the three battlefields in Africa, Europe, and America being restrained, this is the only strength Skynet can put together, but these few 200 people are enough to be regarded as the representative of Skynet's strongest close combat strength. Rao Chen Hu and others
Although I was prepared, I still couldn't help but frown at this moment. This was a feeling I had never experienced since the rise of Tianmen. It was oppression and crisis.
The four of them, Zhou Shaohua, stared at the thin man in front of him with his eyebrows lowered and silent - the Ghost King! A trace of weakness was growing in his blood, and he couldn't help but clenched his fists, silently encouraging himself and calming his floating fear.
Chen Qing, Chen Bing, and Qian Ji looked at each other and tacitly aimed at Seder, this iron-blooded man who was once as famous as the sect leader Di Cheng, half-emperor level. With three peak golds to face the peak half-emperor, can they
What is the chance of winning? Is it 20%? What is the result of not being able to stop it? Will it be death?
Sha Lang, Guan Ying, and Long Er set their sights on Gu Hun. At the moment when they made a tacit decision, Gu Ao was as oppressive as they all felt suffocated. She had launched an attack on the imperial barrier many years ago. This person has always
How powerful are these low-key and silent women? Are they really qualified to challenge? Will that ghostly and terrifying speed wipe them out one after another in a short period of time?
Chen Hu, Luo Shengkai and others hinted at the goal of guarding the throne, but... who can compete with the twelve golden peaks under Seder? With their past ferocity and current tacit understanding, even the emperor-level powerhouse
You can try to block them several times. If no one restrains them, this super team will definitely sweep the whole place like a storm. It may not affect the emperor-level battlefield, but the quasi-emperor-level battlefield will definitely have the ability to interfere, and one of their interferences
...The result must be that Tianmen pays the bill with his life!
In addition to these, the surviving Death Team cannot be underestimated; when the ten Buddhas are distracted to contain the second elder and the fifth elder, are they really capable of containing the other dozen old monsters? If not, then...
Since their debut, for the first time they felt the terror of Skynet and the weakness of Tianmen. They thought they had a chance to win, but now they are so passive. Skynet has tolerated it for so many years and finally started to fight back.
Do we really want to fight? Shalang and others, who have always been brave and fearless, actually have some intention of retreating. This is a feeling that is ridiculous even to themselves, but it is real.
They quietly looked at the sect master, who was calm and indifferent; when they turned around, Sun Qianwen was calm and calm. Where did their confidence come from? Could it be that they couldn't see the current situation? Although Hua Nongying said there would be reinforcements, but... that's it
Fifteen minutes later, fifteen minutes, death may occur in one second. Fifteen minutes is short, but how can you persist?
"MLGB, don't you want to be stimulated? Today is absolutely exciting!" Shalang squeezed out this hoarse voice from between his teeth, the seriousness in his eyes turned to heat, and his clenched fists made a crisp crunching sound:
"Shaohua, if I die here today, remember to go to the Heroes' Cemetery to pay my respects on Tomb Sweeping Day next year."
"Whoever survives, don't forget to visit the grave, remember today, and remember next year's Qingming Festival." Zhou Shaohua secretly smiled bitterly, I am facing the ghost king, it will be a miracle to survive, I didn't expect... He deliberately stepped into it.
In the quasi-emperor realm, one still feels powerless. However, Zhou Shaohua has never been afraid of anything, especially death!
"Yes, remember today, remember next year's Qingming Festival, whoever survives will go sweep the grave." Chen Hu and others took a deep breath, tried hard to suppress their fear and timidity, and used this decisive agreement to inspire their innermost feelings.
The most primitive madness.
"Tianmenmeng, it's the last moment, baptize it with my blood." Luo Shengkai closed his eyes and murmured to himself silently.
"Actually... I really didn't think I would go back alive this time..." Xiao Feng said to himself in a voice that only he could hear. He lowered his head slightly, and a trace of sadness and madness flashed in his eyes. The sadness was for his lover. Originally,
They agreed to get married, but... they kept putting it off until now. It's a pity that I never had the chance to give her a wedding. What's crazy is that for myself, for Tianmen, as the only disciple of the sect leader, I have always been in the middle.
The lower class was wandering and struggling, but this time he finally had to be brave and use his own life to earn the dignity of his soul. He didn't want to be looked down upon anymore.
"I'll be with you on the way." Sun Qi suddenly touched Xiao Feng quietly, with a faint smile on his delicate face. Underneath the smile, there was also determination and madness.
Listening to the brothers murmuring to themselves and feeling the atmosphere re-cohesion, Di Cheng and other senior leaders of Tianmen did not feel the slightest pity in their hearts. However, the matter has come to this point and a full-scale collision is about to begin. This is the baptism of death that Tianmen has been waiting for.
Not an opportunity.
Di Cheng handed the sleeping Yaya to Changsun Qianwen and at the same time made a special hint with his eyes. Changsun Qianwen nodded lightly and gave him a reassuring response.
"I thought you would choose to escape. It's not bad. Your courage is commendable." The second elder's eyes swept over Di Cheng and others in turn. Except for Hua Nongying, Shen Aoming and the ten Buddhas, the appearance was a bit unexpected, but the others were not.
Cause vigilance.
If Di Cheng only had these powers, Skynet would have an absolute advantage in suppressing them today!
Whether it's a melee force or an armed force.
The Second Corps of the Hunting Group Army has activated wireless pulse interference waves and searched a five-kilometer radius. No trace of lurkers was found, so... it is possible that Di Cheng has reinforcements, but they are far away; the second possibility is that they
Not at all!
Similarly, whether there is or not, Skynet can strangle Tianmen in a short time.
"I thought you would have more new trump cards, but now it seems that I overestimated your Skynet." Di Cheng responded unceremoniously.
The Ghost King waved his hand, and Death Left Hand, Seder and others continued to move forward, approaching Tianmen with encirclement momentum: "Get ready to start, fight quickly, and resolve the battle as soon as possible. I remind everyone, do not try to delay time with Tianmen."
Since the rise of Tianmen, they have fought against each other more than ten times. The Ghost King knows Di Cheng and Tianmen best. Only a quick battle can avoid long nights and long dreams. The hunting group army determined through wireless pulses that there was no one in a radius of five kilometers, and the Council of Elders concluded that Tianmen had no secret hand.
, but the Ghost King always believed that Di Cheng would not be so simple.
Therefore... we must use the power of thunder to suppress Tianmen before an accident occurs. Even if we cannot completely strangle them, we must gain an overwhelming advantage and control the initiative.
"I have allowed you to be arrogant for eight years. Today, as you requested... I will make a complete end." The great elder was careful this time. According to Tianmu's introduction, Di Cheng likes to take risks, but every adventure has its own secret.
The premise is that there is something to rely on. Di Chengneng still stayed after seeing the Skynet lineup clearly, and he seemed to be full of confidence. There must be something fishy in it.
Could it be Tantric Buddhism? With the ten great Buddhas here, will Kunpeng and the two old guys be nearby? But... given the current situation in China, would the old Living Buddha dare to release Kunpeng and the others?
"Great Elder, I have admired your name for a long time. Please allow us two juniors to ask you for advice today." Di Cheng secretly took a deep breath, and his aura was restrained and condensed, like a high dam storing floods, stirring up waves of dangerous aura.
Next to him, Emperor Xi Yu took two diagonal steps and nodded politely: "Great Elder, please enlighten me."
"Oh? You two? Haha, your courage is commendable. I will play with you today." A faint smile appeared on the cold and majestic face of the great elder. He waved his right hand and grabbed a half-moon-shaped broken knife. His voice continued.
Before it fell, the figure disappeared in the blink of an eye. Everyone saw a blur in front of their eyes, and they were suddenly alert, and the atmosphere at the scene was stagnant.
But in the blink of an eye, the Great Elder broke through all the layers of defense and appeared directly on the top of the mountain where Di Cheng was.
The whole process was like a thunderbolt, and the sharp and domineering atmosphere stirred up the whole place.
Bang! The tip of his toes clicked on the ground, causing the ground to tremble. The Great Elder's figure that reached the extreme stopped in an instant, and turned from the extreme speed to a still state. The movement changed in a way that defied logic, and a terrifying offensive like a turbulent wave broke out.
The afterimage of the palm and the sword enveloped Di Cheng at this moment, without reservation, it was a sure-kill move.
As soon as this move came out, the whole audience was shocked. Even Hua Nongying's expression changed slightly. Shen Aoming's eyes burst out with fire, and he almost subconsciously launched an offensive.