Chapter 487

The three of them shot straight into the sky, sweeping up like three tornadoes.

The joining of the three stabilized the bodies of the two divine beasts that had started to retreat, and the invisible aura of the two sides collided, causing clusters of blazing flames to burst out in the void.

Although there were three people joining, the 'group of people' was not easy to deal with. Soon, Qin Mo's side began to retreat again and again.

"However, the aboriginals are the aboriginals, and they actually want to compete with us, the pride of heaven."

"When these two beasts are tamed, this dynasty will be destroyed."

Cold, cruel words came out of these people's mouths, and in a few words, the lives and deaths of billions of people were decided.

"It's your turn!" Qin Mo's thought moved, Fengshen and Heifeng were released by him, and they directly joined the battle!

The sound of dragon chant and phoenix cry resounded through the heavens and earth, making the 'group of people' immediately stunned. The combination of the four divine beasts and the three top fighters of the Supreme Dynasty immediately set off a boundless storm. In the void, Thunder and lightning, strong winds.

"Four divine beasts, is this really a 'countryside' place?" Someone asked in a trembling voice. You must know that even in 'that world', divine beasts are very rare, and there are many people who come here. Some of them haven't even seen the hair of the beast.

"Four divine beasts, it just so happens that our four families are separated."

An extremely domineering and confident voice sounded from the crowd. As soon as this voice came out, even though they were all rebellious and disobedient, a large part of them showed awe.

The owner of the voice was a man in black silkworm clothes. Judging from his face, he was only in his early 20s, but his strength was astonishing, and there was a faint sense of imperial prestige.

"Murong negative, you really are conceited, but these four beasts are not your turn!"

A slightly cold voice sounded, and everyone was shocked again, because it was the first time this person spoke from the beginning to now. The owner of the voice was a graceful woman with a veil on her face, but still He couldn't stop the fiery eyes from everyone looking at her from time to time.

"Zhao Qinglian, you are destined to be my woman, mine is also yours." Murong negative tone was very arrogant, his eyes were full of wildness, staring at Zhao Qinglian was like a hungry wolf seeing a little sheep.

"Are you going to try my Six Paths of Reincarnation Eye?" Zhao Qinglian said without the slightest sparkle in her voice, "My right eye has also been opened."

Murong Cheng's pupils shrank when he heard this, a look of fear appeared on his face, he snorted coldly, but in the end there was nothing more.

Zhao Qinglian's eyes flickered, and she looked at the other two, one was a young man in white with three long swords on his back, the other was a barefoot woman with a white lotus under her feet.

"Wang Jianshen and Qian Shuxue, let's fight together. After finishing the matter here, go find 'that thing'."

The man known as Wang Jianshen and the woman named Qian Shuxue nodded, and with one order, pillars of air like dragons and phoenixes rushed to the clouds. This scene was so spectacular that everyone in the Supreme Dynasty could Feeling this panic-like aura of heavenly power, everyone's faces were filled with horror.

The dragon chants, the unicorn roars, and the black phoenix crows. Under the joint pressure of hundreds of warriors standing at the top of the younger generation in 'that world', they retreat steadily. The pressure on them is unimaginable.

"You, all retreat!"

At this moment, Qin Mo's calm and prestige voice resounded in everyone's ears, and his side heaved a sigh of relief, and retreated quickly. Immediately, Qin Mo slapped the handle on the stone chair with his right hand, and the entire war arena was shaken , one hundred thousand attack formations were lit up one by one.

The spiritual energy of the surrounding world surged in, submerging into the [-] formations one after another, interlocking each other. Above the battle arena, three hundred-meter giants holding bows and arrows appeared in vain.

The three giants drew their bows and arrows, and the terrifying imperial prestige permeated the sky. In the sky, the dark thunderclouds instantly condensed, exuding a power that made everyone's heart skip a beat.

The strength of this giant formed by a hundred thousand formations is almost reaching the apex of this world. If it is strengthened even a little bit, it will attract the intervention of the power of heaven and earth and destroy it!

The sudden change caused 'those people' to lose their sense of control. In any case, they never thought that Qin Mo would have such a powerful weapon.

"Elder Sister, what should we do now? If we attack together, our power will definitely surpass that of an emperor-level powerhouse. At that time, the power of heaven and earth in this world may wipe us out in an instant!"

Next to Zhao Qinglian was Zhao Ningxue, who was equally eye-catching.

There was an inexplicable brilliance in Zhao Qinglian's pupils, her lotus steps moved lightly, and she came out more and more, facing the three giants, but her eyes were on Qin Mo who was sitting on the stone chair: "I am a member of the Zhao family of the Holy Sect. Your Excellency, your strength has already won my respect, we can sit down and have a good talk."

Zhao Qinglian's words made other arrogant people very unhappy, but due to her identity and strength, no one dared to come forward to refute her.

Qin Mo's expression was neither sad nor happy: "Since you are sincere, then, everyone, come into my battle arena."

"It really is a battle arena." Qian Shuxue who was not far away froze for a moment, and then became curious about Qin Mo.

Also wearing a veil, she has the strength and appearance not to lose to Zhao Qinglian. Although no one has seen the real appearance of the second daughter, they cannot stop countless people from pursuing them.

"War arena?" Wang Jianshen, who was carrying three long swords on his back, had a bright light in his eyes, as if the real sword intent was rippling all over his body, looking at Qin Mo eagerly.

"So what about the war arena when we went there, we're just clowns." Murong sneered, with his hands behind his back, he walked towards the war arena first, followed by more than 20 people at the same time, all of them belonged to the Murong family's elite.

The other three families, seeing Murong taking action, also came to the battle arena one after another.

After they all entered, the defensive formation at the outermost edge of the entire arena was activated, enclosing the entire arena.

"We're here, what should you do." Murong looked at Qin Mo and sneered.

"The purpose of your trip is to come for the 'Jiuzhou Cauldron', one of the three artifacts of the human race." Qin Mo said lightly. It was not until earlier that the devil mask told him that he would help the human race to set the tripod and survive countless disasters. The 'Jiuzhou Ding', one of the three artifacts of the human race, is actually on the land of the Supreme Dynasty!

"It seems that we underestimated you. I didn't expect you to know this." The astonishment on Murong's face flashed, and he continued: "Since you know our purpose, then quickly get out of the way." , Take out the four gods, we may spare your life."

Qin Mo's gaze stayed on Zhao Ningxue's face for a moment, and then he said something that made everyone angry.

(End of this chapter)

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