At this moment, the entire Mount Sumeru has instantly become a purgatory on earth. More than 300,000 human cultivators are forced to have no way out by the soul. Harvest life.
Life, at this moment, seems insignificant and fragile. For every person who enters the realm of the gods, these are all tests, and there is no one in ten who can finally enter the realm of the gods.
"Mt. Sumeru has collapsed. Under the thunder, it was completely razed to the ground. There are so many spirits here. Our situation is probably dangerous."
Amok Khan said in a deep voice, his face changed several times, they failed to find Boss Jiang Chen, at this moment, they were already desperate, and even everyone said that Boss Jiang Chen might have fallen, and one person said they didn't believe it, Two people, three people, ten people, they still don't believe it, but when tens of thousands of people say that, they have to believe it.
"We have to leave quickly, otherwise, these spirits are likely to devour us. These terrifying guys are really too powerful. The ordinary ninth-level Immortal Emperor, in their hands, is as simple as the autumn wind sweeping the leaves. There's no fighting back."
Lu Dong was also extremely dignified. If he didn't leave, his entire army would probably be wiped out. The current Mount Sumeru was completely messed up into a pot of porridge.
"I don't want to leave, I want to leave, you leave, I want to see people die and see corpses, I must see the body of Young Master Jiang Chen, otherwise, I will never leave."
Jiang Xinxin was extremely serious. At this moment, no one would have imagined that she was so firm and firmly believed that Young Master Jiang Chen must still be alive.
"Now, I'm afraid I can't leave if I want to. With so many souls, the people here are afraid that they won't be able to leave."
King Ye Shengyun said with a look of indifference, even he was a little moved at this moment.
"Then what are you waiting for, let's fight? Haha, even if we die, we have to pull a few backs. What's more, we may not lose."
Amok Khan said with a big smile, he seemed to be very calm. At this time, the most important thing, and the most rare thing, was to put life and death aside.
"Amok Khan is right, even if Jiang Chen's son is gone, we can't lose his people, Sword God Alliance, never leave a coward, kill me!"
Lu Dong took the lead, rushed into the crowd, and killed in darkness.
Nearly 300,000 terrifying human cultivators fought back. Each of them knew that if they did not fight to the death at this time, no one would survive, because when they entered the tomb of the gods, they prepared Bullied by these spirits, I don't know how many people, how many companions, all died in the hands of these spirits, they are the lifeline of the strong human beings.
Mo Ling Dongchen and Luo Wenhao are the first to ride, and they are invincible. The strength of both of them has reached the late stage of the False God level, and Mo Ling Dongchen is even better. Divine soul, in a moment, was crushed by it.
Luo Wenhao and Goddess Luo were not to be outdone. With the cooperation of the two, they were no weaker than Mo Ling Dongchen. Thousands of divine souls were all in their hands, completely broken and scattered.
"Not bad, there are such masters, it seems that they are not from this world."
Gongyang Juemu smiled slightly, and when he saw Mo Ling Dongchen, he recognized at a glance that he was a member of the Mo family in the God Realm. As a generation of God Emperor powerhouses, Gongyang Juemu was also a super powerhouse in the God Realm once, but now he It is to this step that he has to collect the spirit, energy and spirit of millions of human powerhouses, in order to be able to fall back into reincarnation and return to the divine position.
"Young man, are you very strong, someone from the Mo family?"
Gongyang Juemu said with a smile.
"Who are you? I didn't expect to even know that I am a member of the Mo family."
Mo Ling Dongchen looked at Gongyang Juemu, and said in a deep voice, the opponent can know his strength and background just by his own skills. This person is very terrifying. Maybe he was a super powerful expert before his death.
"Who am I? Hehehe, who is your master?"
Gongyang Juemu said with a smile.
"Ink Fang."
"Mo Fang? Did this guy even become the head of the Mo family? Haha. It's really different. Back then, when I was in the realm of the gods, Mo Fang was only a junior of the Mo family. Young heroes of the young generation, I have also been to your Mo family once, but I ended up breaking up in the end."
Gongyang Juemu shook his head and sighed.
"You are?"
Mo Ling Dongchen's pupils clenched, this guy seems to be a peerless fierce man many years ago.
"The ram will never shepherd."
"Have not heard."
Mo Ling Dongchen said lightly.
Gong Yang Juemu's face stiffened slightly, and the corners of his mouth became more and more gloomy.
"I didn't expect that you are really a ignorant guy, so just die here, no matter what you are here for, this tomb of the gods is not for you to come and leave when you want."
Gongyang Juemu gritted his teeth and stared at Mo Ling Dongchen. He wanted to see Mo Ling Dongchen's shocked expression. He thought that he was also the overlord in the God Realm back then. He didn't expect that the other party was not surprised at all, but was full of disdain for him.
"Even if you were a peerless god emperor during your lifetime, now you are still just a god. It's probably not that easy to kill me."
Mo Ling Dongchen sneered.
"It seems that you are not worried at all about your current situation. Well, I will let you understand that the realm of the gods and the tomb of the gods are two completely different regions. You are destined to come here for the inheritance of the god of craftsmanship. If you want to die here, you must have seen the power of the god of craftsmanship, so if you die here, you can be considered a decent death, and being able to escape from the underground divine treasure is already considered a blessing for you, but unfortunately, you meet again got me."
Gongyang Juemu held a long sword and pointed it at Mo Ling Dongchen, his expression became more and more gloomy, and the battle was about to start.
"Alright, let me see, how much power can the peerless fierceness from millions of years ago still have?"
Mo Ling Dongchen held the folding fan in his hand, and instead of retreating, he moved forward. Instead, he approached Gongyang Juemu. The two pointed to Maimang, and neither took a step back. A terrifying thunder flashed out from Gongyang Juemu's long sword. .
"This is my divine artifact, Thunder Sword. Give me the baptism of thunder now, young man. You will pay for your arrogance."
Gongyang Juemu seems to have sentenced Mo Ling Dongchen to death.
"Even so, it is already a dilapidated divine artifact. Just like your soul, no matter how brilliant you were in your lifetime, today, you are still just a hundred-footed worm that dies and is not stiff."
"I am going to kill you!"
Gongyang Juemu roared angrily, his face gloomy as water, the two of them were completely kissed, and the sex between them was also completely upgraded.