Douluo the Ultimate God of War

Mo Ganfu smiled and said, "Reinforcement? I'm afraid they are too late!"

At this time, a faint light suddenly flickered on the battlefield.

The black mist billowed, and a purple magic circle appeared on the battlefield.

A huge magic circle emerged from the battlefield, trapping everyone in it.

Purple flames ignited on the edge of the magic circle, extremely ferocious!

The magic circle spread out, and the purple flame ignited.

Trapped everyone inside, everyone was fighting fiercely, and they didn't notice this change at all. When they found out, it was too late, and they were completely trapped inside.

At this time, the dark races suddenly made a strange cry, and they retreated to the side in an instant, and a portal appeared in the space to send them out.

Only the practitioners were left trapped inside.

The Huaxia cultivators looked at each other, they knew they had been ambushed.

Everyone gathered their strength and wanted to break out of the formation. Suddenly, purple flames rose up, forming a huge encirclement circle, enclosing them inside.

"Hahaha... Huaxia cultivators are nothing more than that, and they fell into our tricks like this!" Gasol laughed from the side.

"You deliberately lured us here because of this big formation!" Ling Yunheng said coldly.

"That's right, this big formation was set up by us in advance, and we brought you here to catch all of you!" Bond laughed.

The dark race in the west had planned for a long time. The reason why they didn't do anything in Lin's house was because they were afraid of Xiao Jue, and because there was a magic circle they set up here.

"This is the soul-devouring formation. As long as you are in this formation, you will not be able to exert your original strength." Bigas said lightly.

At this time, Ling Yun took a light step, came to the front of the crowd and said with a faint smile: "Hehe...it really is a good plan, but do you think this can stop us? Don't forget where this is!"

Ling Yun said lightly.

This is Huaxia, and Huaxia is their territory. How could their territory make this group of Western dark races so arrogant!

Ling Yun took a step forward, and the momentum on his body exploded instantly.

Everyone was shocked, isn't the function of this large formation weakening the strength of the practitioner?

Why did Ling Yun's strength increase instead of decrease?

"You bully me, China, and invade my territory. You really think that I, a China cultivator, is a soft persimmon. You can pinch it if you want?" Ling Yun's breath continued to soar.

Now he actually has the momentum to break through the Nascent Soul Realm.

This.

How can this be?

Everyone was shocked.

Not only the people of the dark race were surprised, but the people of Huaxia were also surprised.

Who the hell is this Ling Yun? His strength has soared so much all of a sudden!

"you……"

"How could you be so strong?" Bond was shocked.

Gasol couldn't believe it either, isn't Ling Yun a big disciple of the Shushan Sword Sect?

Why did the strength soar so much all of a sudden!

Not only the dark race was surprised, but the Chinese practitioners were also extremely surprised.

Because they knew that Senior Brother Ling Yun was in the Nascent Soul Realm, but the breath on his body at this moment had reached the Tongxuan Realm in an instant!

I saw Ling Yun walking out slowly, pointing the divine sword in his hand towards the sky, and endless divine power descended from the sky!

This is!

Everyone gasped.

This is thunder!

Ling Yun actually attracted the power of thunder.

Endless thunder fell from the sky!

The entire land was submerged in the sea of ​​thunder.

Countless dark races exploded to death directly.

Ling Yun also rushed away from the formation, helping everyone leave the Soul Eater formation!

Everyone left the formation one after another. At this time, Ling Yun's aura also began to weaken.

Ling Yun's breath returned to its original appearance.

The first thousand one hundred and forty-nine chapters, in a single thought, thunder!

"Senior brother Ling Yun, was it just now?" the disciples asked quickly.

"That was when I was going down the mountain. The talisman master gave me, as long as I use it, it can make master's power bless me, but it only lasts for one minute." Ling Yun has lost his strength, and he has consumed too much strength just now , Now he can't use his strength.

But one minute is enough, as long as the big formation is broken, it shouldn't be difficult to deal with this group of dark races.

Just now Ling Yun has used the power of the sky thunder to consume a lot of dark races, and now there are not many dark races left except for the realm of big brother and big magician, and they have completely taken advantage.

It's just that Ling Yun can't continue fighting anymore, and the only Nascent Soul Realm expert on their side is Monk Kongzhi.

But seeing Ling Yun injured, everyone's fighting spirit became stronger and stronger.

"Kill, we can't live up to Brother Lingyun's expectations of us!" The other disciples of Shushan rushed out suddenly and continued to fight with the dark disciples.

Immediately, everyone rushed out one by one.

The intertwining of blood and fire, the impact of magic and spiritual power, the earth trembled.

Everyone is fighting together, they are constantly fighting!

In the end, the dark race was outnumbered, and only the three masters still had a standing.

On the Huaxia side, many people were also lost, but compared to the dark race, their losses were already very small.

"Hurry up and grab it! Otherwise, the sword is ruthless!" One person shouted.

Gasol showed anger on his face, "Surrender? Huh! We werewolves will never surrender!"

"We lost this time, but wait, our race will all flood into China soon, and you China will be destroyed!" Gasol sneered.

Bond also showed a sneer, "After all, your Huaxia is under the control of our West."

"What do we have to say, just kill them!"

at this time.

Suddenly, figures in red appeared in the distance.

They are the cardinals sent by the Pope of the West.

The red-clothed believers were very fast, and they arrived here in a short while, surrounding everyone.

Everyone was shocked and angry.

This.

"Hahaha... Huaxia's art of war is really easy to use. The mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind. Who would have thought that we are the real oriole!" Moganfu looked at the crowd and smiled lightly.

Now, almost all the Huaxia cultivators have been recruited, and their spiritual power is almost gone.

But at this time, so many powerful enemies came again.

"Western Catholicism? Do you also want to intervene?" Ling Yun forced himself up and asked.

"The war between China and the West is inevitable? We are the representatives of the West? How could we not come to this feast?" Moganfu said with a faint smile.

"You Chinese practitioners are fighting against the dark race. In fact, it is a good show arranged by our Pope? The purpose is to catch you all!" Mo Ganfu laughed.

"Our dark race has not violated your pope in recent years? Are you even going to kill us?" asked Bigas.

"Hahaha... You are too naive! We believe in God, but you are the dark ancient gods in the dark? So you are the same as Huaxia, and I am the enemy of Catholicism!" Moganfu said lightly.

"Isn't it unexpected? Are you guys fighting with clams? I didn't expect that I am a fisherman, so today, please die!" Moganfu continued.

The red-clothed congregation surrounded everyone here one after another. They were all exhausted? They had no strength to resist anymore.

But? At this moment, a figure in white clothes suddenly flew towards here in the sky!

The red-clothed cultivators rushed towards the Huaxia cultivators one after another, endless power poured out. The Huaxia cultivators have experienced a great battle? Now they are exhausted, and they are desperate in the face of so many congregants.

Ling Yun stood up slowly and stood in front of him.

"Oh, it turns out that there are some Chinese practitioners who are not afraid of death!" Mo Ganfu said lightly.

"Hmph? You despicable little bastards, do you think you killed us? Can you return safely?" Ling Yun sneered.

"As long as I can kill you? Even if we can't go back, it's worth it!" Moganfu sneered.

"Morganf? Very well, your church is so authoritarian, those adults in the dark will not let you go!" Gasol said immediately.

"Hahaha... ridiculous, do you think they will know everything here? They will only know that you were killed by Chinese practitioners, and you think they will care about your lives. Since you are sent as the pioneers, there is no expectation If you go back, that is to say, you are just abandoned children in front of those adults." Mo Ganfu said coldly.

Listening to what Mo Ganfu said, the faces of the three dark races turned ashen.

"How is it possible?" Although they had a hunch, they still didn't believe it.

But think about it carefully, how could they send themselves deep into China, how could they have a chance to go back alive?

"Morganf, don't be complacent. Although our strength has not recovered, we can still fight!" Bigas said coldly.

As he spoke, Bigas flew towards Mo Ganfu.

Shoot people first, shoot horses, capture thieves first capture kings!

Bigas was extremely fast because of the dead demon. He concentrated all his strength on this final blow, and he bet all his hopes on this blow.

Mo Ganfu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said lightly: "Really? Then try it!"

Bigas frantically rushed towards Moganf, and Moganf raised his hand slightly, his hand directly passed through Bigas' chest, directly through the heart and died.

"how is this possible?"

Everyone was very surprised, why is this Moganfu so powerful!