The middle-aged man turned his back to Mo Wangchen, spoke calmly, and said these words.
"kill!"
Mo Wangchen didn't hesitate, and with a deep shout, Shen Gong Man Yue, leading Wu Lingfeng and others, rushed out again.
Behind him, the middle-aged man and the illusive peak saint were fighting together. The terrifying collision made the atmosphere of the entire battlefield even more crazy.
The sound of fighting filled the sky and reverberated. Up to now, nearly a thousand people had joined Mo Wangchen's team. They were like sharp arrows, moving forward inexorably. Wherever they passed, there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
The cultivator of annihilation fell.
"Their target...is the teleportation gate...Tiangang...are they going to end this battle..."
Above the endless void, among the clouds, an old man floated in the air. His face was full of vicissitudes of life, and he looked down at the bottom, rushing towards Mo Wangchen and others.
This is a terrifying figure whose cultivation has entered the imperial realm. He is a powerful emperor in the aspect of illusion!
He flicked his fingers and began to deduce. After a while, the old man frowned slightly and said, "Why...I can't deduce his existence..."
"Where did this son... come from..."
"Somehow, I have deduced that there is a powerful opportunity in him. This person will be a great hidden danger to me in the Illusion Realm. Where did he come from... If I can get his blood, maybe,
I can deduce more..."
The old man's eyes were locked on Mo Wangchen. He wanted to deduce everything about Mo Wangchen, but there was another barrier that prevented him from peeking.
"Behead him and bring his head." Finally, the old man said.
"Your Majesty!"
Behind him, dozens of figures flew out. They were all powerful men who had reached the Saint Realm. Their eyes were full of coldness. As they moved, they looked at Mo Wangchen as if they were looking at a dead person.
.
"kill!"
At the same time, Mo Wangchen had already put away the sun-shooting divine bow and started a close-quarters fight. He used the holy-level god-king body to its extreme.
With the terrifying physical power, every punch landed like a mountain smashing out, blasting the enemy's cultivator until his body exploded, leaving no bones left.
He was covered in blood, and he had killed an unknown number of people. He rushed over all the way, and many cracks had already appeared in the armor on his body.
"Behead this man and use his blood to sacrifice my millions of heroic souls!"
A large number of figures were coming in front of them, each with a strong level of cultivation. Mo Wangchen looked around and saw that there were dozens of young figures charging towards them.
Almost every one of those young figures is at the level of the Holy Lord, and some have reached the peak of Nirvana.
These are all genius monsters in the realm of illusion, and they can fight across levels!
"Holy Lord, please step back, everyone!"
Mo Wangchen stopped and shouted at the team behind him.
At the same time, the team of nearly a thousand people stopped at this moment. The killing was suspended. Looking around, they also saw the dozens of young monsters coming to kill them.
They know that these monsters are all super geniuses who can fight across levels. If the Holy Lord collides with them, they will only end up destroyed.
"kill!"
Mo Wangchen asked the people in the team who were below the Holy Lord to stay here. The rest, a dozen people who had reached the level of the Holy Lord, rushed over again.
In the blink of an eye, the two sides came into contact with each other. This was a fight at the level of a saint. They gathered in the same place, and the terrifying momentum intertwined, making the void become distorted.
On Mo Wangchen's side, there were only a dozen saints, but on the opposite side, there were dozens of people. In terms of number, the difference was several times.
But no one showed fear on their faces. A middle-aged man was besieged by two illusionary monsters. In the end, his chest was pierced by a halberd. Before he died, he pinched the head of one of them and killed him on the spot.
It explodes.
Life in exchange for life!
"That's it."
After Mo Wangchen killed a monster from the second level of the Holy Lord with one palm, someone came in front of him. He was also a young man who had reached the fourth level of the Holy Lord. His cultivation level was a hundred miles higher than before.
Strange, only strong but not weak.
The young man's face was filled with coldness, and a divine rainbow swept out of his body, turning into an ancient bell in the blink of an eye, and bombarded Mo Wangchen.
Rumble!
The ancient bell was like a mountain, and it fell on Mo Wangchen's body, sending him flying out and causing him to cough up blood.
"kill!"
When Mo Wangchen stopped his body, he took a deep breath, murderous intent surged in his eyes, and the Imperial Sword appeared in his hand and flew out.
laugh!
A sword slashed down in the air, and the sword light filled the sky and flooded towards the illusive young man.
"snort!"
The young man snorted coldly, stretched out a palm in the air, and a big hand of nothingness emerged, crushing all the sword light.
"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
Mo Wangchen came forward with his sword in hand, his voice rolling like thunder, and he slashed down with his sword again. The shadow of the hundred-foot-long sword emerged and fell towards the young man.
The young man's expression changed, and he flew away, avoiding the attack of the sword shadow. The next moment, he appeared in front of Mo Wangchen, "On this huge battlefield, you are nothing more than an ant. Today, with your blood, I will
Sacrifice my lost millions of heroic souls!”
As he spoke, he thrust out a palm in the air. The terrifying palm power was enough to crush a mountain.
Mo Wangchen showed no fear on his face, put the sword behind his back, and punched out.
Rumble!
There was an earth-shattering collision, and both of them were blown away.
laugh!
In the process of flying back, Don't Forget the Emperor Chen's sword slashed down, and the sword light flew away, approaching the opponent.
Click!
But they saw that the young man reached out with one hand, and the purple-black palm also carried the power of destroying the sky, crushing the oncoming sword light.
"Although I can't kill you in the short term, as long as I stop you, after those people behind you fall one by one, your death will also come." The young man said, looking at Mo Wangchen.
At this moment, under the siege of dozens of powerful saints, Wu Lingfeng's dozen people were retreating steadily, and there was a possibility of falling at any time.
Mo Wangchen frowned and wanted to rush out to support them, but the young man took the lead and blocked the way.
"roll!"
He shouted deeply, golden light erupted from his fist, and he smashed it out hard.
The young man snorted coldly, and black energy filled his body, turning into a big hand, and finally collided with Mo Wangchen.
Buzz!
Suddenly, in the sky not far away, an illusory domain gate slowly emerged. Qin Yue's body walked out of it. Her eyes locked on where Mo Wangchen and others were. The next moment, the whole body was shining with brilliance, and the body of Taiyin was activated to the extreme.
, rushed out.
"Um?"
While intercepting Mo Wangchen, the young man also discovered that after Qin Yue, domain gates kept appearing, and figures one after another walked out of them.
Most of those are young figures. Their auras are powerful and should not be underestimated.
"Brother Mo, just move forward, leave this place to us."
Suddenly, a familiar voice came to his ears, and the next moment, a terrifying force knocked the young man standing in front of him away.
When Mo Wangchen came to his senses, he looked around and found that Ye Jiming had already arrived at some unknown time.
"Thanks!"
Mo Wangchen took a deep breath, raised his hands and said.