Roar!!

A dragon groan resounded across the earth, and it was a primeval creature with the bloodline of the dragon race roaring.

Countless cultivators rushed into battle.

Chen Mobei’s robe fluttered, once again restored his noble and supreme temperament, and stepped into the battlefield step by step.

The magic behind him manifested, the runes were intertwined, and the endless light shrouded his body, making people dare not look at him.

But staring at Ji Wuchen in the distance, he still didn’t have the slightest confidence in his heart.

“Why, don’t escape?”

Ji Wuchen glanced at Chen Mobei lightly, this guy was too cautious, he belonged to the kind that slipped away when he saw that the situation was not good.

“Emperor Ji family, do you really think I’m afraid of you?”

Chen Mobei’s face was slightly heavy, and his mana completely exploded, but he still did not strike immediately, but still watched Ji Wuchen vigilantly.

Seeing this, Ji Wuchen was too lazy to talk nonsense.

The long sword flew out of the robe, leaving countless afterimages in the void.

A sword cut out, billions of swords condensed, like thousands of swords stabbed out at the same time.

This sword season Wuchen did not use a hundredfold increase in combat power, but only relied on his own strength to urge.

But even so, he still has the power to kill the true god!

Chen Mobei’s body retreated violently, and a dark scythe appeared in his palm.

The material of the scythe was strange, and there was not a trace of spiritual power fluctuations throughout the body, but it was permeated with some kind of ancient and tyrannical power.

“You forced me to do everything!”

Chen Mobei’s eyes showed anger, and he decisively cut his palm with a scythe, dripping blood on its surface.

Sting, prick!!

Blood fell, green smoke poured out on the surface of the scythe, and then a more desolate and ancient aura emerged.

The ominous roar faintly shook the void, and a blood-red glow gradually appeared on the surface of the black scythe.

“It’s over!”

Chen Mobei held the scythe in his hand, and the aura of the whole person began to climb layer by layer, just a few breaths, and the power exuding from his body was almost comparable to the Unity Realm.

This scythe was obtained in a fierce place in his last era, and it is contaminated with some kind of obscure and strange power, which can be completely awakened by consuming a certain amount of vitality and gain a short-term powerful power.

But this scythe itself is a supreme magic weapon, and every time he uses it, it will greatly damage his vitality and even shake his foundation.

Feeling the power of the vast sea in his body, Chen Mobei’s heart was full of confidence.

No matter how strong Ji Wuchen is, he is only a heavenly god after all!

It’s just that after using the scythe this time, I am afraid that it will take a long time to recover.

But being able to kill Ji Wuchen, everything is worth it.

Crash!!

The black blade cut through the void and burned black flames, instantly covering Ji Wuchen’s sword radiance.

Feeling the changes in Chen Mobei’s body, Ji Wuchen couldn’t care too much, and he could only choose to consume a million qi luck value again.

“Ding! Congratulations to the host for a hundredfold increase in combat power, maintenance time: ten minutes. ”

The system’s prompt tone fell, and the gas luck value on the board was instantly deducted by one million.

At the same time, the long sword in Ji Wuchen’s palm became even more brilliant, and the sword radiance condensed thousands of zhang, falling like a devastation and decay, directly colliding with the black flame.

Boom!!

The sound of metal clashing spread, and both of them took several steps backwards.

“What?”

Chen Mobei looked at Ji Wuchen, who easily resisted his attack, and his heart was full of shock, but he quickly calmed down.

Ji Wuchen also stared at the scythe in Chen Mobei’s palm at this moment, that magic weapon was not simple, it was actually providing a steady stream of powerful power to Chen Mobei.

If he hadn’t downloaded a hundredfold increase in combat power just now, he would have been seriously injured if he didn’t die.

Now Chen Mobei’s current strength has surpassed the realm of true gods, reaching a level comparable to the ordinary realm.

But this is not his own strength after all, and it cannot continue indefinitely.

Sure enough, after only a few dozen breaths of time, the aura on Chen Mobei’s body began to decline, and a serious backlash began to sweep through his body.

“Gee!” Seeing this, Ji Wuchen just casually cut out a sword.

Feeling the imminent breath of death, Chen Mobei wanted to use the life-saving magic weapon to escape, but the state of his body was already poor to the extreme, and even a trace of spiritual power could not be mobilized.

“Nope! Don’t…”

Looking at Ji Wuchen in horror, he had even put down his dignity and began to beg for mercy.

As for letting him go? Ji Wuchen didn’t have this plan, Bai Bone Lake and the Ji family were originally enemies, how could there be a reason to let the tiger return to the mountain?

“Chop!!”

The long sword fell, and suddenly a voice sounded in heaven and earth.

“Junior, stop.”

Crash!! The boundless coercion spread for tens of thousands of miles, the entire firmament changed color violently, and a black-robed old man suddenly appeared in mid-air, the aura on his body was as vast as the sea, and it was obviously a powerful level existence.

Ji Wuchen frowned, and still raised his hand without hesitation to cut off Chen Mobei’s head, and at the same time, with a wave of his long sword, he continuously killed thousands of Bone Lake disciples around him.

Seeing this, the black-robed old man was completely furious, and shouted sharply, “Junior, you are presumptuous. ”

A divine thought suddenly locked onto Ji Wuchen, and a huge will came towards him.

“Are you interfering in this conquest?”

Ji Wuchen’s face did not change at all, the black-robed old man in front of him had a vast aura, even if he was not a saint, it was estimated to be a quasi-saint level.

But does he dare to strike at himself? Even if you do it, with your own heritage, you are still not afraid!

At this moment, the black-robed old man who had something to say suddenly turned pale, and his body fell violently to the ground.

Burst!!

Blood containing a faint sage power spurted out from his mouth, and when it was sprinkled on the ground, it burned directly.

This terrifying scene brought the melee to an instant end.

All the cultivators understood that Bai Bone Lake had violated the bottom line of the Emperor Ji family this time, and it would be a big deal to get things right.

“Interfering in the matter between juniors, do you Bai Bone Lake want to break out a Dao Domain battle with my Ji family?”

The icy sound of questioning resounded, and the gazes of countless creatures fell in midair.

It was a man in a blue robe, his face was ordinary, but the aura on his body was strong and scary.

Just now, it was he who hit the quasi-saint of White Bone Lake hard.

Click!

The void shattered, and another figure walked out.

“Daoist, this matter is forbidden by the people of my White Bone Lake, and I also ask Daoist friends to stop their anger.”

The old man’s voice sounded, and it was the White Bone Lake powerhouse who came out of the void who spoke.

This is an old woman with a broken leg with a cane, she is full of breath, and she is also a saint-level existence!



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