In the star field, Meng Xuan ran all the way. The cosmic wind blew on him, splashing a large spark. The wings behind the descendants of the gods are in front of them, blocking the cosmic wind. He is very powerful, and he is the second-class king.
Although it is only a second-class king, it is very different from the Niwan palace. There is an insurmountable gap between them.
"Meng Xuan, you can't leave." The descendant of the God sneered and then made a move. He turned into a huge willow, and each branch was shining. He turned into a hundred thousand spears. He collapsed straight and nailed Meng Xuan to death.
Meng Xuan stopped his body, his eyes were cold, and he pointed to the sky with one hand and showed his skill of controlling thunder.
"Thunderbolt With his body as the center, the thunder sea is surging. Above his head, there is a large thunder sea. Then ten thousand thunderbolts fell down, interwoven into a big net, covering the past to the descendants of the gods.
Crackling sound constantly sounded, the shock of the void are in a crazy shaking.
The branches of the descendants of the God of heaven trembled madly, and each branch burst out sword Qi, crisscrossing, cutting the void into holes. The willow trees burst into the sky. Shengsheng tore up the power grid and rushed out of it. Pieces of willow leaves are sharper than swords and hit Meng Xuan.
Meng Xuan sat in the distance, displaying the Taoist Scriptures.
"Tao gives birth to one, two, three and everything." One spear after another flew out to fight with the willow leaves.
The star field is muddy. Below, birus, the God of war, is very powerful, and the power of the God of heaven is full of power. With one hand, he blows up with Sakyamuni and blows his Taihong gold bowl apart.
"The power of the gods... Cannot be insulted." Birus said, his eyes were cold, the mask of dog's head was very strange, the golden dagger in his hand was shining, and he cut it on the body of Sakyamuni.
Sakyamuni's face was calm, and he stepped back a hundred feet, displaying a vast Buddhist Dharma!
"Namo... Amitabha the Great Bible!" Sakyamuni put his hands together and his eyes sparkled with cold electricity. A swastika sign rushed out of his Dantian field, turned into a mountain and blasted on birus, the God of war.
Birus, the God of war, sneered. There was no fluctuation in his blue eyes. When the golden dagger in his hand waved, he cut the swastika Rune directly, came to him, and cut off Sakya tianzunsheng!
"No, it's too limited. I can't play my best." Sakyamuni's arm is growing again, but it is obviously at a disadvantage. He jumped up, no longer love war, to Meng Xuan flew in the past, to protect Meng Xuan left.
Zhu Changsheng is also stepping back to protect Meng Xuan.
There are so many kings and two gods attacking and killing. They are under too much pressure.
Many people look at it and dare not approach it at all. The anger of the two gods made their hearts tremble, and their bodies were about to collapse.
The descendant of the God turned into a human form again, and his whole body was burning with fire. At the same time, he stretched out a palm and roared to Meng Xuan's head.
The corner of Meng Xuan's mouth showed the color of sarcasm. As soon as he unfolded his left arm, his sleeve was shattered and his arm was exposed. It's full of colorful lines and the smell of Unicorn.
Kirin hand, the fusion of the skeleton of Kirin!
He shot out with one hand. Suddenly, the arm zoomed in in the void, and a unicorn roared on it.
The eye son of God descendant ruthlessly shrinks, unexpectedly Meng Xuan still has such backhand! He stepped back crazily, but it was still late, and he was hit by the big arm.
He screamed, half of his body burst, and Wang Benyuan was shaken, almost killed by Meng Xuan!
"To die." The emperor was angry and put out a big hand to take the place of the whole sky. The big hand was covered with scales. It was very angry. I didn't know how many people had been killed. The smell of blood came to my nose.
"Where is the spear of the Heavenly Emperor?" Meng Xuan roared. Suddenly, the spear in Luobao Tianzun's hand flew out, zoomed in, and rushed straight to the sky. The Spear's sharpness reached the extreme, and then turned into a pillar, which broke through the hand of the emperor and opened a big hole.
"Go Sakyamuni and Luobao set up Mengxuan, rushed out of the range covered by the big hand, and entered the star realm.
"It's a joke that I was punched in the palm of my hand." Emperor day light said, catch up.
Birus, the God of war, also rushed into the star field and struck in the direction of Meng Xuan's departure. Jinge burst out a long golden light, standing on Meng Xuan's back.
Meng Xuan only felt a strong and extreme force pouring into his body, almost smashed him!
"Birus, the God of war!" Meng Xuan coughed up a mouthful of blood. If it wasn't for his big back bone, it would have turned into a mysterious golden thread. If it wasn't for his having the wheel of emperor ascended the throne, that blow would have broken him into powder!
"You can't go away." Said birus, the God of war, preparing to march forward.
But at this time, a black sickle fell from the sky and melted into the starry sky. Suddenly, the starry sky was divided into two parts, and the place where the sickle crossed turned into a river of stars. In the middle of the universe, the wind is rolling, even the gods dare not cross it!
It's the Red Emperor, not others!
"It's a joke to say that two gods are chasing a younger generation." An idea came out of the sickle.
"Red Emperor? Have you become a God? " Emperor day a Leng, in the eye appeared the color of pondering, "the starry sky nine chop is really terrible, a blow to open the starry River, let me dare not cross."
"I'm flattered. I'm still invincible when you come here." The spirit in the sickle is very insipid, "go back, Meng Xuan is a member of my northwest alliance."
"What if I don't?" Birus, the God of war, is very strong.
"Then... Only to kill." Red Emperor is also very strong, death sickle light, and then looked at Zhu Changsheng, "Zhu Changsheng, what are you waiting for, heaven nine decline can't die, what are you afraid of?"
Zhu Changsheng took a deep breath, once again in the heart of the eyebrow, tore the second seal, and then the third, the fourth! He tore four seals in a row and completely indulged himself.
In an instant, Zhu Changsheng became extremely terrible. His face was constantly young, and he turned into a young man of 18 or 19 years old. He didn't look pretty. The breath is terrible. It's not much worse than the separation of emperor and heaven!
"It's you, the remnant of ancient heaven!" The emperor snorted coldly.
A figure appeared above the scythe of death. It was also very pretty, wearing white clothes, red lips and white teeth, like a scholar.
"Death, scythe, is a thousand sorrows!" Birus, the God of war, narrowed his eyes with a trace of fear.
"Meng Xuan, leave quickly and give it to us!" Zhu Changsheng is so beautiful that he has no sense of obesity?