At this moment, the corners of the Jinpao boy's mouth were cold, his hands raised, hundreds of millions of flying swords lifted into the air, as the Jinpao boy dropped his hands, he pointed towards Meng Hao.
Those hundreds of millions of flying swords all vibrated, and there were countless sword sounds. The sound of these hundreds of millions of flying swords merged together and suddenly became a sound wave of shocking heaven and earth, rolling the sky, and at this moment, went straight to Meng Hao... Coming in an instant.
When I looked at it, the entire sky was flying swords. Those countless swords, countless lights, seemed to envelop Meng Hao, and torn it apart! !
During the roar, hundreds of millions of flying swords covered the sky and went straight to Meng Hao.
A sense of crisis emerged in Meng Hao's heart, but he didn't care, but the intent to fight in his eyes. It was even stronger. He needed to fight and needed to fight the strong. Only after defeating one strong can he himself. Accelerate the transformation.
Almost at the moment when the hundreds of millions of flying swords approached, Meng Hao's body suddenly appeared blue light, and then turned into a black light. His figure disappeared, and what appeared in the air was a black Dapeng bird!
The Dapeng body shook, and suddenly swelled. In the blink of an eye, the Dapeng incarnation of Meng Hao, after being huge, let out a loud roar, and all the feathers all over his body separated from the body at this instant. Surrounded by the surroundings, there are so many feathers, although there are not hundreds of millions, there are millions!
After the millions of feathers appeared, they immediately circled each other, spinning rapidly, turning into a storm, Meng Hao rushed out, and went straight to the coming hundreds of millions of flying swords.
Blinking and touching each other, the roaring sound is soaring, the sky shatters, and when the sky and the sea collapse, the hundreds of millions of flying swords roar, Meng Hao's incarnation of the big Peng and the surrounding feather storm are like a lone boat in the sea of anger, here Under the constant impact, those flying swords continued to shatter and collapse in the impact.
But this feather storm was also rapidly diminishing. At this moment, Meng Hao suddenly roared, a breath of life that dispersed with the roar, and blended into every feather.
"Mourning death, distracted!" Meng Hao immediately said, and what he displayed was the magical power of Shuidongliu that he had acquired in the good fortune of Shuidongliu.
This magical power didn't have much lethality, but it made Meng Hao's magical consciousness, at this moment, directly turned into a million copies, and blended into every feather around him.
In the blink of an eye, all these million feathers trembled, and immediately swelled, and the head and body of the Pengniao appeared. In the blink of an eye, they turned into a Pengniao! !
Every feather turned into a roc bird. In a short time, the millions of feathers in the surrounding area became a million roc. When they spread to the surrounding area, the storm formed by each other suddenly expanded a thousand times. The above, from a distance, is the same as covering the sky!
With that hundreds of millions of flying swords, at this moment, they touched again, and the entire sky was full of rocs and flying swords, intertwined with each other, as if the sky was turned into a battlefield!
It is hard to describe the shock that this magical power brings to people. In the eyes of many people, perhaps this is the magic technique, this is the magical power, with millions of rocs, against hundreds of millions of flying swords!
There are too many flying swords and they have an advantage, but the Dapeng is sharp, and it often takes hundreds of flying swords to destroy one!
The entire sky is roaring, like a real war, between two people, a sudden change, at the same time that blasting endlessly, Meng Hao's figure turned out, spurting blood, but his expression was hideous. When he raised his right hand, immediately A painting appeared in his hand!
It was the painting formed by the seal of the sixth supreme. Meng Hao did not hesitate at this moment, and he tore this painting apart!
After the painting was torn apart, what appeared was not the sixth supreme, but his life, his cultivation base, his origin, his spirit and everything, all at this moment, spreading in all directions, and being united by the millions of big pengs. After sucking, after all absorbed, unexpectedly... Split again!
The sky roared and the world shook. When everyone around the boundless faction took a breath, the strongest roar since the beginning of the war came out from the sky. Under that sound, all the rocs collapsed, and the hundreds of millions Feijian, at this moment, is also in this roar, all shattered!
From a distance, you can see that as the flying sword shattered, the golden sun was also shattered. In the blink of an eye, it exploded directly, forming a shock that swept across the sky.
During this shock, Meng Hao's body continued to retreat, his face was pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, but the light in his eyes was brighter than before. Staring at the shock, his complexion was ugly at this moment, and even blood spilled from the corners of his mouth. Figure!
Jin Yunshan, the young man in the golden robe, was shocked at this moment, beyond what he had before, and was even stronger. Although he judged that Meng Hao was strong in combat, he did not expect that he was so strong that he could fight with him to such a degree.
You must know that he is the pinnacle of the Nine Sources, the Great Perfection, and the combat power erupted from such a cultivation base can crush all the Nine Sources!
Not only was he shaking here, but everyone around the Boundless Sect was also shocked at this moment.
"Is this going to be canonized... My vast star, the strongest is the four peaks of the Nine Origins, but today, this ninth supreme can actually resist Jinyun Mountain!"
"The previous hundreds of millions of flying swords, Heavenly Sovereign Law, if you change me, you may not be able to take over..." Just when everyone was frightened, the young man in the golden robe looked up to the sky and laughed.
The laughter was cold and his expression looked terrifying, and the more intense murderous intent in his eyes had turned into evil spirits.
"For many years, you are the first one, not the peak of Jiuyuan, but I need to use the second type of magical powers, Meng Hao... After you have fallen, you can smile." The golden robe boy's eyes instantly showed a golden light. His hands were suddenly raised, an indescribable force of horror suddenly burst out of his body, and then unexpectedly compressed!
Under this compression, this terrifying aura is even more amazing. If you look carefully, you can see that he has compressed all his cultivation bases on his hands!
It made his hands completely golden, as if they were no longer the hands of a monk, but the supreme golden!
"This type of supernatural power, I learned from the Immortal God Continent back then, whose name is... Tear the sky!" The Jinpao boy raised his hands and moved towards the area where Meng Hao was, suddenly torn the gap!
With a bang, Meng Hao’s eyes shrank suddenly when the sky trembled. He felt the emptiness around him at the moment when the opponent’s hands were torn apart, turning into some invisible fetters, forcibly, letting himself be with this emptiness. Merged together.
Then, when a severe tingling pain came from his body, the emptiness around him made a monstrous sound. At this moment, a huge crack was directly torn open. The crack roared from Meng. From above Hao, connecting with below, tearing Meng Hao with the force of tearing the starry sky!