Seeing Mo Wangchen flying away and Ye Jiming standing in front of him, the illusive young man snorted coldly.
He felt that Ye Jiming was only at the second level of cultivation of the Holy Lord. Compared with himself, there was a gap of two small realms.
Hearing what the other party said, Ye Jiming smiled faintly and said, "You have to try to know if you can stop it."
Buzz!
As soon as the words fell, his whole body was shining with brilliance, and his whole temperament became cold at this moment.
"You are so ignorant in this battle that you are destined to be defeated."
He looked at the young man, his voice also turned cold, and he pressed his palm out in the air. The terrifying big hand contained a powerful true meaning of the law and enveloped him.
"Um?"
The young man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he felt the terrifying power of this palm. Although this person only has the second level of the Holy Lord, his strength cannot be underestimated!
"Doomed to defeat?"
He smiled coldly, then gave a deep shout, and pointed out a finger in the air, causing the space to vibrate. The terrifying finger light penetrated the oncoming big hand, and the air flow was crazy.
"With your current situation in Tiangang, how can you resist the arrival of the Hundred Emperors of Nuanhuan!" He looked at Ye Jiming with disdain in his eyes.
"Baidi?!"
Hearing these words, Ye Jiming's expression changed slightly. A hundred emperors?
Is this the foundation of illusion...
It’s really scary and shocking to the heart!
But soon, his face became relieved again, and he smiled lightly, "Even if there are hundreds of emperors and thousands of emperors coming, you have already lost this battle. As for why I dare to be so sure, I can't
I’m telling you, right now, Brother Mo wants to seize fortune, so please don’t stop him, otherwise..."
He didn't finish his words, but there was an astonishing aura permeating his whole body. Although he was only at the second level of the Saint Realm, his combat power was enough to overwhelm the young man in front of him.
"Do you really think you can stop me?"
The young man sneered, "Even if you can reluctantly stop me, others will eventually die in the hands of my illusory warrior..."
"I'm afraid you haven't seen the situation clearly yet." Ye Jiming smiled faintly.
"What do you mean?" The young man frowned.
"ah!"
Suddenly, in his ears, there was a scream. He turned his eyes and looked around, only to see an illusory genius being killed by someone. He was a monster from the third level of the Holy Lord, whose cultivation level was not as good as
Not much weaker than myself.
Boom boom boom!
The sound of explosions echoed on the other side. He turned his eyes again and saw another monster from the fourth level of the Holy Lord being intercepted by a young man from Tiangang. The two fought in an earth-shattering battle.
Not only that, everywhere on the battlefield, at some point, a large number of young people from Tiangang arrived, each with strong cultivation levels.
Not far away, a woman was shining with brilliance and aura, like a daughter of a banished immortal. She was Qin Yue. Although she was only at the seventh level of Nirvana realm, at this moment, she was able to overpower an Illusion Realm.
The genius of the Holy One!
In the other direction, Zhao Yihang, Xuanyuan Wudi and others have also arrived, and they are all fighting against the figures from the fourth level of the Holy Lord, without falling behind at all.
Bai Qing is also here. He has a body of immortal bones and is naturally able to use the power of the law of Tao to rush into the battlefield. No one below the Holy Lord can resist him.
While they were fighting, these people were also moving in the direction of Mo Wangchen, clearing out the Huanhuan cultivators on both sides for him, and opening up a bloody path to the teleportation gate!
"Who...are these people..."
Throughout Tiangang, in battlefields large and small, at this moment, countless people raised their heads and looked at the projected picture.
Their hearts were shaken as they saw Mo Wangchen surrounding him in the scene, and Wu Lingfeng, Qin Yue, Zhao Yihang and others moving with him.
All of them are extremely powerful and can kill enemies by leapfrogging their levels.
"The Hundred Saint Sons figures are just like this. In the past, these people seemed to have never been seen before, but why did they suddenly appear?" Everyone was surprised in their hearts.
"Tiangang, how long ago did we have so many monsters?" In the major battlefields, there are many monster geniuses of this era, and they are also paying attention to the pictures in the projection.
Everyone frowned, their faces full of confusion.
In this era, kings are rising together and the stars are shining brightly, but the one who is truly famous is the Hundred Saint Sons.
Now, in the light curtain, apart from Mo Wangchen, Wu Lingfeng, Qin Yue, Ye Jiming and others all displayed talents that were no less than those of the Hundred Saint Sons.
But these people, in the past, have never had any reputation spread, as if they suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
"Are these all the monsters of my Tiangang, millions of years in the future..."
"Perhaps our ancient scriptures can be passed down in their bodies. In a world millions of years from now, the world will disappear... one day will come, and at that time, these people will also become the main force on the battlefield.
"
Many emperor-level experts were conversing with their spiritual thoughts, their eyes motionless looking at the projection in the light curtain.
Now, only they have figured out that everything here is just an illusion, a past that has disappeared for millions of years, and now it is just reenacted...
During the conversation, someone had already set off. With one step, he completely disappeared from the spot. When he reappeared, he had already arrived at Tianfeng Pass, standing on top of the city tower, standing side by side with Emperor Xingtian.
"Um?"
In the endless sky, the illusive Emperor Realm power looked around. When he saw the emperors of Tiangang coming from time to time on the tower, and now, there were more than a dozen of them, he couldn't help but frowned.
"What's going on? They're all here!"
He was puzzled, but there was fear in his eyes. A dozen emperor-level experts gathered together, which was definitely enough to sweep everything in the world.
Buzz!
The old man flicked his fingers repeatedly, and his spiritual thoughts continued to sweep towards the rear. He wanted to inform his troops that in Tiangang, more than a dozen emperors and figures gathered at Tianfeng Pass, maybe they were plotting something secretly.
"kill!"
In the battlefield, the sound of fighting was still roaring, echoing in all directions. At this moment, Mo Wangchen had already rushed out of the battle circle and came to the open ground outside. Not far away, there was the existence of the teleportation gate. Now he was right in front of him.
Behind him, a large number of figures rushed over. By now, those cultivators of Nuanhuan had already discovered Mo Wangchen's purpose. He wanted to destroy the teleportation gate so that Nuanhuan would not be able to reinforce it.
This is to end this battle!
"Stop him!"
A deep shout came, and it turned out to be the young man who blocked Mo Wangchen's path just now. At this moment, he was fighting fiercely with Ye Jiming. Since the fight, he has become more and more aware of Ye Jiming's terror.
Seeing that Mo Wangchen was about to reach the teleportation gate, he still couldn't break free from Ye Jingming's hands.
As the voice fell, a large swath of Huan Huan cultivators rushed towards Mo Wangchen, intending to kill him on the spot.
Whoosh whoosh!
At the same time, Bai Qing, Qin Yue and others had already arrived. They stood in front of the incoming Xiu Huan Cultivator and turned their backs to Mo Wangchen.
Wu Lingfeng's silver-white battle armor had already cracked due to the long battle, and the cracks were spreading. His white cloak was stained red with blood. He turned his back to Mo Wangchen and said without looking back.
"The teleportation gate is right in front of you. Go, this is your creation."
After that, almost at the same time, dozens of them rushed out and came into contact with the influx of Xiu Huan.