All-Heavens Dream Plunderer

2021-06-03

Chapter 153 No coffin, no tears

I have to say, Wang Meng was the first to win, and it was true It made many people feel chills. Regarding Wang Meng’s powerful strength, all the Yang Gods present were trembling in their hearts. They thought they didn’t have enough strength to resist Wang Meng’s fist.

Fighting alone, no one is much better than the person just now. Garuda also shook his head secretly, not at all sure.

Of course, if Wang Meng is a solo traveler, they are not afraid. After all, so many people present are on the shoulders of evil spirits.

But Wang Meng is not alone, he is also followed by the Grandmaster expert of dozens Lifeless Sect, more than half of the people present, so that they can’t do what they want.

The people present were divided into three Great Empires. It was a melee not long ago, and now they want to fight together. Wang Meng said than done.

And also consider how the Khan Empire thought about it, after all, Manichaeism is still the state religion of the Khan Empire.

Everyone present at the scene wanted to understand that it was unrealistic to use the threat of martial power to deal with Wang Meng and the others.

Wang Meng’s domineering style certainly made everyone present unwilling, but he was really helpless to Wang Meng.

In the crowd, a Grandmaster of the Lion Empire shouted to Wang Meng: “Elder Wang is a little too domineering, Manichaeism is strong, but everyone here is not weak. , This palace is so big, you Manichaeus eat meat, I can also drink soup.”

“That’s right! With so many people present, it’s too domineering for you, Manichaeus, to want to monopolize this place.”

“That’s right! Elder Wang, Manichaeus is okay. The state religion of the Khan Empire, do you even want to expel the backing king of your Khan Empire?”

…

Garuda in the crowd suddenly wrinkled when he heard the words frowned , looking for the voice in the crowd.

The person who spoke was Yang God of the Wanyan Empire, and he glanced at Garuda with a faint smile as he spoke.

Garuda brows tightly knit, he naturally understands the meaning of mobilization in such words.

Garuda is not stupid, so naturally he will not be alienated by everyone. Standing on the opposite side of Lifeless Sect, he is also a decisive person, and suddenly loudly shouted: “Joke, I, the Khan Empire, the Imperial Family and the state religion. There is an agreement long ago, so don’t worry about it.”

“People from the Khan Empire, follow me, and this will be handed over to the elders of the state religion.”

This As soon as the words came out, everyone looked at Garuda in surprise, completely never expecting that Garuda would make such a choice.

Wang Meng also glanced at Garuda and cupped one fist in the other hand at him a little, he really wanted to confess his love once.

When a group of Martial Artists from the Khan Empire heard the words, they gathered beside the sound of Garuda, ready to retreat at any time.

In a short while, Wang Meng watched all the Martial Artists of the Khan Empire leave, leaving only the Martial Artists of the Wanyan Empire and the Lion’s Empire.

Even in numbers, the Manichaeans are not outnumbered.

Wang Meng faced the crowd and was coldly snorted again: “I’ll give you soup, do you dare to drink it?”

“If you want to drink soup, stand up, but I Let’s see if you have such a big appetite to shave food from my bowl.”

Hearing Wang Meng’s remarks, for a while, everyone couldn’t help but look at each other in blank dismay. They were moved, but seriously no one dared to stand up. After all, Wang Meng’s previous domineering performance and the unparalleled punch left a heavy impression on them.

No one can guarantee that after standing out, it will become an example of Wang Meng’s operation, as an example of killing the chicken to warn the monkey.

The Yang Gods of the two countries in the center kept exchanging glances and sound transmission secretly.

After a while, a full eight Yang Gods stood up in unison, and the white-haired old man in the center cupped his hands to Wang Meng: “Elder Wang, I’ll wait for eight people to ask Elder Wang for advice. If Elder Wang wins, I will naturally retreat, but I don’t know if Elder Wang dares?”

Wang Meng just looked at the eight people lightly: “Do you really think that I’m a fledgling bird who just came out of the rivers and lakes? Do you still want to use words to force me?”

“Since you don’t want to leave, then stay!”

“Elders, cloth Array, kill!”

Speaking, Wang Meng broke out in an imposing manner, stepped out directly, and rushed into the crowd.

The whole body burst out with energy, and in just an instant, the two Grandmasters were pinched into a blood mist.

These few Martial Artists from Yang God realm who just stood up did not expect Wang Meng to have such a violent temper.

However, seeing Wang Meng daring to rush into the crowd, several people were overjoyed, and immediately echoed and shot Wang Meng together.

You must know that the weakest person around is also the Grandmaster, and there are no less than ten Yang Gods, none of whom are mediocre. How dare Meng dare to care so much?

In fact, it’s not Wang Meng’s swell, but his extreme cultivation technique and poison attack, combined with various Primordial Spirit secret techniques, and he is best at this kind of group battle scene!

Rush into the crowd, facing the Martial Artist in the crowd, Wang Meng suddenly spread out a multi-colored smoke.

“Not good! Poisonous!”

“Open up your strength, hold your breath!”

But it doesn’t work, Wang Meng’s poison is aimed at Primordial Spirit, Dharma signs will be tricked if they are not careful, even more how are these Grandmasters.

In an instant, all the Martial Artists present felt that their Sea of Consciousness was covered with a layer of black mist, which was eroding their Primordial Spirit.

The next moment, an illusory shadow of heaven and man appeared behind Wang Meng, and the golden Primordial Spirit Power in his mind suddenly appeared all over his body, and directly merged into this illusory shadow, becoming a golden god.

Wang Meng shouted loudly: “Zhu!”

Primordial Spirit magic sound!

The golden lord behind him spoke loudly, and in an instant an invisible sound wave spread out, and with the overflowing Primordial Spirit Power, it poured directly into the Sea of Consciousness of these Martial Artists.

Everyone present groaned, their bodies slowed down or even stagnated, those with weaker cultivation bases, and blood was already flowing from their ears.

It was an instant. Most of the people present lost their battle strength. Several Yang Gods saw such a scene and defended their Primordial Spirit. Suddenly loudly shouted, Pure Yang Power merged into the whole body, countless energy. Qi burst out, directly surrounding Wang Meng.

Wang Meng’s face was flat, and he held the handle of the knife in his hand, and the countless energy in Heaven and Earth suddenly turned into a knife.

From Wang Meng as the center, the boundless sword gang erupted in an instant, forming a field belonging to the sword, and the energy of the Yang Gods was repeatedly exhausted.

When all the Yang Gods were terrified by Wang Meng’s Blade Dao and the power of his heart, the long knife on Wang Meng’s waist suddenly unsheathed, and a little golden glow behind him dissolved. Above the blade

slashed out, the blade domain involves endless Power of Heaven and Earth, wrapping a part of his Primordial Spirit and condensing the human-shaped Primordial Spirit Phantom, moved towards the surrounding three Yang God realm’s Martial Artist rushes.

The three Martial Artists of Yang God realm wanted to burn the blood essence to fight for their lives, but before he could make a move, the Primordial Spirit Phantom on the knife suddenly rushed in front of them, Fixed their Primordial Spirit.

In an instant, in the eyes of the three Yang Gods, the passage of time around seemed to stand still, only a blade gradually moved towards them, and they had no resistance at all.

It slashed down with a smash, and it was neat and tidy. Three great heads rolled to the ground with a bang, and the blood mist scattered all over the sky.

On the other side, the other five Yang Gods were finally scared. When they wanted to come, no matter how strong Wang Meng’s strength was, as long as he didn’t become a Dharma sign, the eight of them would definitely be able to suppress Wang Meng together.

But they really didn’t expect Wang Meng to have so many methods, including poison, mantra, and Primordial Spirit secret art…

In an instant, most of them were killed or injured. , how can it be Wang Meng’s opponent?

They didn’t forget that behind Wang Meng there were a bunch of Lifeless Sect Elders.

“Escape!”

Everyone didn’t say anything, and suddenly turned into one after another phantom moved towards all around and collapsed!

At the same time, Wang Meng’s color was dull, Primordial Spirit Leaving the Body, turned into golden rays of light again, and began to harvest…

After a long time, Wang Meng and a The Elders of the Lifeless Sect looked at the people who fell to the ground, and dozens of Grandmasters fell in front of them. Except for the dozen or so who saw that the situation was not right, they were a fish that escaped the net. here.

The eight Yang Gods who wanted to attack Wang Meng were killed three of them first, and the rest were decisive. They all burned their blood essence, relying on their cultivation that was stronger than the rest. base , left by chance.

Of course, this was also because Wang Meng didn’t go after him with all his strength, otherwise these people really couldn’t escape.

A white-haired elder looked at the corpses all over the place, and immediately said coldly: “It’s really shameless, no coffin, no tears.”

If these people listened to the persuasion, they would have If you leave, where will such a disaster happen?

(End of this chapter)