In the sky above the chaotic battlefield of Tianfeng Pass.
Similarly, here, there is also a huge screen projection.
In that scene, Mo Wangchen's body was flying across the sky, his divine bows were opened in succession, and he was like a killing god. Wherever he passed, large areas of illusory cultivators fell down.
No one the arrow passed by was not killed by him!
"Join hands and kill him!"
Now Mo Wangchen has become the focus of the audience, and a large number of Huanhuan cultivators are rushing towards him, using various means to attack Mo Wangchen's location.
"kill!"
Mo Wangchen had no fear on his face. The divine bow was filled with the moon, and the arrows penetrated the void, shattering the oncoming attacks one by one. The golden sword grew bigger again, and fell in the air. The terrifying sword light fell like raindrops. In an instant,
More than a dozen people died under his sword.
Rain of blood drifted in the wind, and the entire battlefield was filled with madness and killing.
Mo Wangchen walked along the way. He didn't know how many people he had killed. His only target was the teleportation gate in the distance!
It is bound to be destroyed!
Buzz!
Ahead, a large and terrifying wave suddenly appeared. Mo Wangchen looked around, only to see three powerful saints coming towards him. Behind them, there were dozens and hundreds of Huanhuan cultivators, all in the Nirvana realm.
Eighth level and above.
Everyone took action, and giant palms appeared all over the sky, like mountains, moving towards Mo Wangchen to suppress them.
Phew!
He opened his divine bow in succession, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen arrows flew out, piercing the giant palm, and then withered like a deflated balloon.
However, there were too many people taking action, and Mo Wangchen simply could not resist all those attacks.
The dozen or so arrows he fired just now only exploded some of the giant palms, and the rest, at this moment, completely fell on him.
"Boom!"
Earth-shattering explosions reverberated, and at this moment, in the projection of the screen, Mo Wangchen was hit by a giant palm filled with nothingness in the sky, and his body fell rapidly and landed hard on the ground below.
The ground cracked and a deep pit emerged.
"This test is too forced on him..."
"Although this boy has a supreme physique, his cultivation has not reached the level of a saint."
The generals in each city looked at the scene in the picture and shook their heads.
Although the Divine King's body allowed De Mo Wangchen to conquer the Saint Realm, his cultivation was still in Nirvana. It was too difficult for him to pass through the numerous battlefields and destroy the teleportation gate.
Boom!
The ground shook, and where Mo Wangchen was hit, terrible fluctuations spread out from under the deep pit. The next moment, his body flew up, causing gravel to fly.
Buzz!
A flash of golden light illuminated the entire battlefield, and the huge golden sword trembled crazily, causing the world and the world to surge in, continuously integrating into the sword.
The next moment, the giant sword fell, making the world pale, as if this sword was the only thing left in the world.
Then, in everyone's eyes, the terrifying giant sword, with the power to crush the sky, fell on the nearly a hundred Huan Huan cultivators who were blocking Mo Wangchen.
Boom!
The sword light exploded, and the fierce aura filled the void. However, some of the nearly a hundred people were seen being killed by the sword light, and their bodies turned into blood mist. Some were blown away far away, with blood gushing from their mouths.
"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
Mo Wangchen raised his head and roared, with a crazy scream on his face. The attack he had just received had caused cracks to appear on his armor, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.
"Kill him!"
The Chuanhuan cultivators regrouped again, and more and more people rushed towards Mo Wangchen.
The leader was a strong man who had reached the first level of the Holy Lord. His big hand stretched out from the air, as if it stretched thousands of feet, and fiercely suppressed Mo Wangchen.
Boom!
However, just when Mo Wangchen was about to attack, suddenly, a figure came over first and punched the big empty hand hard. It was like the power of a mountain smashing down, shattering the whole hand.
That figure was none other than Wu Lingfeng.
He was also on this battlefield, and at this moment, he also learned that Mo Wangchen's goal was the teleportation gate.
"Walk!"
After shattering the opponent's attack with one punch, Wu Lingfeng looked sideways, but only said one word.
Looking around, Mo Wangchen found that in addition to Wu Lingfeng, there were also Li Wuhen and others. The demon hunting team that came with him from the Two Realms Pass all came around him, and they met with Min Huan.
Then Xiu carried out a charge and kill.
They are opening a bloody path for Mo Wangchen...!
After taking a deep breath, Mo Wangchen took out a jade bottle. Among the jade bottles, there was a divine spring in the Meteor Immortal Forest. He took a drop of it and regained his energy. Holding a divine bow, he rushed out.
"kill!"
For a moment, the sound of killing filled the sky and echoed throughout the battlefield. With the help of Wu Lingfeng and others, Mo Wangchen's pressure suddenly decreased, and hundreds of people moved around his body to kill the cultivator of the illusion.
Everyone kept moving forward, and along the way, a large number of cultivators from the Huanhuan field fell down. From time to time, many cultivators from the Tiangang side joined in, and together, they opened a bloody path for Mo Wangchen!
At this moment, images were projected in the sky above all the battlefields in Tiangang. Countless people looked and saw Mo Wangchen and the small team following him.
They were like sharp arrows, moving forward unimpeded. Wherever they passed, large areas of illusory cultivators fell.
In a certain battlefield, Qin Yue stared at the light curtain motionless. Finally, she took a deep breath, and the Holy Son rose into the sky and reached the endless sky.
Buzz!
A domain gate was opened by her, and the next moment, she stepped into the domain gate and disappeared from the battlefield.
…
"Protect me Tiangang, rush to kill Minhuan!"
Tianfeng Pass, don’t forget the void not far away. Ning Xuan, the Qingque Emperor who will amaze an era in the future. At this moment, her two huge wings are vibrating, covering the sky and the sun, and terrible storms are constantly coming out.
, strangled the enemy cultivators.
"kill!"
Wu Lingfeng's body was as big as a mountain, and the True Dragon Technique was activated to the extreme. His whole body was shining with brilliance. Every time he landed a punch, he would shock a cultivator of the Huan Huan to death.
"snort!"
Suddenly, a cold snort came, and in the sky where their team was, a terrifying devil's hand appeared, extending thousands of feet, covering the sky and the sun, and crashing down, trying to kill all of them.
this.
Mo Wangchen raised his head and roared, his voice rolling, and the golden sword flew out from his body again, growing in size in the blink of an eye. He slashed out with a sword in the air, splitting the fallen devil's palm into two.
The air flow was wild and sweeping in all directions, but only a peak-level saint in the realm of illusion was seen, stepping in the air, approaching this direction.
"Um?"
Suddenly, he stopped moving forward, turned around, and found a divine rainbow not far away. It was a human figure, holding a blood-stained head in his hand.
At this moment, the person who arrived was the middle-aged man who had been given orders to Mo Wangchen before. He had just killed the opponent's peak saint figure, and now he was here.