"Where is the Tianlong Emperor? I killed his disciple, but why didn't he dare to come to me?"
Mo Wangchen stood in the void, standing with his hands behind his back, facing the twelve divine masters of the Dragon Clan.
"To deal with you, we don't need the emperor to personally take action, don't forget Chen, now in this lower realm, there is no holy mountain to help, let's see how arrogant you can be!" Long Heng snorted coldly, his eyes flashed with murderous intent.
burst out without any concealment.
At the same time, from the bodies of these twelve ancient gods, there was a vast dragon power that filled the air, covering the entire void in an instant. The twelve divine powers were intertwined to form the kind of
The terrifying power and exclamation shocked the whole Tiannan.
Donghuang, Yao Wuliang, who was sitting cross-legged in the demon clan at the moment, also felt something. He suddenly opened his eyes, and while looking in the direction of Beiming, a trace of fear appeared in his eyes.
On the west soil, on the Lingshan Mountain, the gods and Buddhas in the temple also woke up from the state of Zen enlightenment. With a pair of eyes as deep as the vast galaxy, Wangchuan disappeared into the void, as if he could see the scene happening above the Beiming Yaochi.
Not just these two people, almost the same thing is happening in many places in the four regions of Tiannan.
"Do you think that just the twelve of you can kill me today?" Mo Wangchen was disdainful.
Long Heng disagreed and sneered, "Mo Wangchen, you are indeed very powerful, but today, we invited the Dragon God Clan's Pagoda Formation. This formation has trapped many God-Emperor-level powers to death in the ancient times. You
Even if you have the ability to defy heaven, you will definitely die today!"
"Just come over here. The pagoda formation can explode with one punch in front of my divine king's body." Mo Wangchen remained disdainful and stood there without any sense of urgency on his face.
He faced off against twelve dragon masters in the divine realm all by himself. Such a scene made everyone in Yaochi extremely excited, both on their faces and in their hearts.
This is the God King Body, the legend of Tiannan. Although he is crazy, he has the capital to be crazy!
"kill!"
Above the void, Long Heng gave a cold shout. In an instant, the twelve people moved together and scattered in all directions. In the blink of an eye, they formed a circle surrounding Mo Wangchen, tightly surrounding him.
"Boom!"
All kinds of ancient sacred arts appeared together, and the twelve masters of the divine realm all displayed their special skills, and they wanted to use supreme means to kill Mo Wangchen.
"snort!"
Mo Wangchen snorted coldly and still stood still. Almost at the moment when these powerful dragon clan men took action, an infinite golden brilliance emerged from his body, illuminating the dim void instantly.
Light up.
This is the manifestation of the Haotian Divine Art being pushed to the extreme. Mo Wangchen obviously wants to win a quick victory. Now he has the strength of the fourth level of the ancient god realm, and because he has received the creation initiation, his cultivation has made astonishing progress. He is no longer as good as those
How much weaker is the so-called Holy Emperor?
Even facing twelve masters who were at the third level of the Ancient God Realm, Mo Wangchen showed no fear.
But after all, Tiannan's barrier was too fragile and could not withstand a long and fierce battle, so Mo Wangchen naturally wanted to fight quickly and kill these twelve Dragon Clan Ancient God Realm masters as early as possible.
"Buzz..."
The overwhelming divine power protects Mo Wangchen's body, and with the Divine King's body, and the Haotian Divine Art, almost nothing in the world can hurt him.
"Bang!"
The holy dragon halberd deduced by a master of the dragon clan using holy magic, when it touched the golden light around Mo Wangchen, it collapsed and dissipated in the blink of an eye. It was impossible to get close to Mo Wangchen's body, let alone
He said that he wanted to kill Mo Wangchen.
"snort!"
Mo Wangchen didn't even look at the other person. After snorting coldly, his body flew out, turning into an ultimate golden light, and flew towards one of the twelve people in the blink of an eye.
"retreat!"
In the distance, Long Heng shouted, the God King's body was unparalleled in the world. Even their true form of the dragon clan did not dare to fight with him in close quarters. To deal with Mo Wangchen, they could only keep distance and suppress him to death with their vast divine power.
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"die!"
Long Heng's voice had just come out, and Mo Wangchen had already appeared in front of the strong dragon clan. While the opponent was frightened, Mo Wangchen suddenly punched out, hitting the opponent's head.
I want to kill him with one punch!
"Buzz..."
Suddenly, a ray of golden light flashed across the body of the old dragon clan man. Almost as Mo Wangchen's fist approached, a roulette wheel appeared in his hand. It magnified in the blink of an eye, forming a thick barrier that was terrifying.
Divine power, to block Mo Wangchen's punch.
"Boom!"
Mo Wangchen kept up his fist strength and flew away angrily, hitting the roulette wheel hard.
"Kakakakakaka..."
The huge power of the God King's body, coupled with the power of the Haotian Divine Art, was almost unstoppable. With just one punch, the roulette shattered and shattered into countless fragments.
The remaining force knocked the strong dragon man away. Even though he had already reacted, the power of the God King's body was still beyond expectations. The old man flew backwards and couldn't help but cough up blood.
If he hadn't been a member of the dragon clan and his body was stronger than that of ordinary people, he would have died on the spot under Mo Wangchen's blow!
"This boy is so brave that he is difficult to kill. Please call for the pagoda formation immediately!"
Long Heng shouted angrily, obviously he also knew that it was impossible to kill Mo Wangchen with ordinary means, so this time they came prepared.
The Great Pagoda Formation is a terrifying killing formation that has been passed down by the Dragon Clan since ancient times. Once trapped, there is no chance of death. No one has ever been able to survive in such a killing formation.
In the ancient times, even those powerful men at the level of God Emperors could not get out once they were trapped by the pagoda formation.
"Buzz buzz..."
As Long Heng's words fell, an ancient holy weapon appeared in the hands of all twelve dragon clan experts.
There are broadswords, divine halberds, and ancient swords with different styles.
And on these holy weapons, Mo Wangchen could see that they were all engraved with an ancient font, densely packed, almost covering the entire holy weapon.
The moment the holy weapon was taken out, the font on it glowed with a purple light, flickering like stars in the night sky.
"Buzz..."
In the end, the purple light radiating from the holy soldiers in the hands of the twelve people suddenly refracted and formed a line, forming some kind of encirclement, surrounding Mo Wangchen and smashing it inside.
At the same time, an even more powerful aura erupted on these twelve people. It was as if their true nature had been swallowed up by the holy weapons in their hands, and they turned into puppets of the pagoda. They all came towards Mo Wangchen to attack and kill him.
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"Bah!"
One of the strong dragons holding a big sword took the lead in launching an attack. He slashed down with one strike, and the color of the world changed. The purple font on the big sword became much more dazzling, and a terrifying demonic power surged out, making this person
The attack became so terrifying that even Mo Wangchen had to take it seriously.