The best golden pupil

Chapter 1717: One Enemy Three
Invincible Kunlun Three Gods!
More than 30 gods with profound background.

An air force of [-] griffin beasts crushed the combat power in the sky.

Ten thousand bloodthirsty and brutal miscellaneous troops, most of them are mercenaries, disciples of small families, casual cultivators, small forces... These are mixed, but each has unique methods.

There are also [-] elite troops who are the divisions of tigers and wolves. It can be said that they have gathered [-]% of the peak elite forces in the Kunlun world, and they can defeat a hundred with one.

Most of them are disciples of the Seven Great Sects, and there are also the Seven Curses Sect, the Han family, the Bai family...these overlords, first-rate and second-rate powerful forces, are powerful...

Looking at the scene in front of them, Ning Tao, Mo Lao and the others looked very ugly.

Taoist Yuntian must have moved the entire Kunlun Realm here. With such a powerful group force, they couldn't help but look backward subconsciously.

That is their Hongmeng army.

Three thousand cavalry, but it feels a little pitiful.

You know, there are some other numbers mixed with this. Hongmeng has gone through a series of changes, and it has long since lost the number it used to be. This is all patchwork.

Miao Jingjing came with a group of people, and now there are only old, weak, sick and disabled left in Wudang.

The four guardians, Senior Longjin left long ago with a desperate fight, and his life and death are still unknown.

The three gods of Baihu, Suzaku, and Xuanwu brought their hands down to help.

Musi, Huaqing, Dongsanhu, Huayi...the top forces of these Tianjiao have also rushed to support.

When Qian Daixue heard about the war, according to Haruko's instructions, she brought a group of mysterious women in black who she trained to come to help Ning Tao from a long distance.

There are also those old monsters who are oppressed by the Kunlun world, and those old monsters who can't live in the world, the sect is willing to come to help, just like killing Japanese pirates back then, they have already won the hearts of the people...

Seeing this, Ning Tao still sighed helplessly.

Although many forces came to help, the total number of people was only a little over 3000, and their cultivation bases were uneven, both high and low.

Looking back at the other side, I just feel a burst of despair.

This is the mood of all Hongmeng disciples, as if there are dark clouds blocking the clear sky.

The reason why there was the previous battle at the Posamen was to train their minds, methods, and even their ability to respond.

Otherwise, with today's Hongmeng, he would be so frightened that his legs would be weak when encountering a big scene. The flowers in the greenhouse always have to go through wind and rain, let alone such a big scene, even Mo Lao, who has experienced many battles, would pinch it sweat.

This disparity is really too big.

It can surpass ten times their strength.

The hearts of all the disciples were shrouded in a haze, one heart fell into a trough, and their faces were pale.

"This... how to fight this, how can it be so strong, I... how can we beat them."

"It's impossible, win...you can't win!"

Even the weapons of dozens of disciples fell to the ground weakly, and the crisp sound of "bang" almost made hundreds of people paralyzed from fright. This is not a battle, this is a war, a holy war between the two worlds.

The fight is the number of people, combat power, and background.

But I'm sorry, Hongmeng is currently lacking in these three things. Looking at it, there are hundreds of fake gods.

There are as many refining babies as dogs, refining qi all over the place, congenital as a cow's hair, and no acquired monks.

The middle-class combat power in the Kunlun world is Lianying!
But Hongmeng's mid-level combat power is Qi refining!
The difference between the two can be seen at a glance.

This is an unfair, unwinnable, completely one-sided battle, no, it should be said to be crushing.

Everyone felt heavy in their hearts, even the highly motivated Mo Laoguai, Ye Kong and others were silent, the aura of the [-] monks in front of them made them speechless.

Seeing this scene, Ning Tao's deep face was complicated, and he said in a deep voice: "Are you planning to give up?"

More than 3000 people were silent with a stick in their throats.

"Then do you know the consequences of giving up?"

Ning Tao took a deep breath, and said word by word coldly: "Remember, we are not fighting for ourselves, but for Hongmeng, or even the whole world, for the common dignity."

"If you retreat, the first to suffer is our compatriots."

"Tell me how they should live!"

The roar lingered for a long time, and more than 3000 people clenched their fists tightly, roaring hysterically.

"Kill... roar!"

"Ha ha!"

"Not bad, not bad, but it's a pity that no matter how much you talk, absolute strength is right in front of your eyes. I'm really curious, very curious, how are you going to defeat us, ah? Haha...haha!"

The three gods of Kunlun all grinned grimly.

Mo Lao actually laughed, Xie Mei said: "Lei Punisher Venerable will be handed over to the old man, anyway, it won't be long to live, it should be okay to die together."

"Whoosh!"

Shaolin patriarch came over, stared at Zen master Longxiang and said in a deep voice: "Leave him to me, monks don't tell lies, you should be sure to drag him to death together."

"Asshole, damn it."

Ershen's face froze, his eyelids twitched wildly.

Just when the battle was about to break out, the silent Ning Tao suddenly spoke, and said leisurely: "You two seniors don't have to do this, the three of them, just leave it to me."

"What... what?"

Tens of thousands of people at the scene stared wide-eyed.

He said just now that he wanted to challenge the Kunlun Three Gods alone?

I... I heard it right, is he crazy? A god-refining eight-fold challenged three half-step virtual realms.

The [-] Kunlun army was stunned, and then laughed loudly, what is this bastard crazy, does he still think this is in the mausoleum?

Without that Uncle Tim, he would be just an ordinary person!

This is just a struggle before death.

Daoist Yuntian and the three of them were stunned for a moment, then laughed out of anger, and said ferociously: "Okay, you little bastard is really crazy, now we are equal, if you kill you, no one will say that we are bullying the younger."

"Don't expect us to be careless, you can't underestimate it!"

"Ning Tao, are you crazy..." Before Mo Lao finished his anxious words, he was put into the ring by the former.

After finishing these, Ning Tao said lightly to Shaolin Patriarch: "Just ask senior to preside over the formation!"

"Xiaobai, it's time to wake up!"

(End of this chapter)