Picking Up Attributes From Today

Chapter 384: Clear the battlefield, I show my cards

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The Dzogchen conversation of the eight people made the many strong men who gathered here feel so excited that they did not dare to hesitate and ran away, for fear that they would be too late to escape!

"asshole!"

"These 8 damn bastards!"

The powerful people are really afraid and hateful. They are obviously far away and have given up on snatching the main godhead. But the 8 Dzogchen still don't want to let them go. They are so cruel!

However, at this point, it was useless to complain. They could only run away desperately, escape from this place as soon as possible, and then save their own lives.

But the following facts proved that trying to escape from the 8-bit Dzogchen's pursuit was simply a hellish task.

The eight Dzogchens launched an attack directly. They did not use any powerful means of suppressing the bottom of the box, they just released the realm of God.

"Buzz-"

The divine domain spread rapidly, covering tens of millions of kilometers in an instant, directly covering the fleeing strong men!

Then, all the strong men were locked in place and could not move at all. No matter how they struggled or released their ultimate moves, it was all useless!

In the divine realm of Dzogchen, they have all become lambs to be slaughtered. The gap is really huge!

"Sir! Spare your life!"

"Have mercy, my lord!"

"Let me go please… "

The strong men begged for mercy again and again, and there were even strong men from the ten major divine races such as the Angel God Clan, the Dragon God Clan, and the Titan God Clan, but... it was useless!

What do you mean by being of the same race

Nothing compared to the main godhead!

As long as they become the main gods, it doesn't matter even if the entire race of gods is extinct. They can create a race of gods themselves!

"die!"

The 8 Dzogchen showed no mercy. As a thought flashed across their heads, many imprisoned strong men exploded into clouds of blood mist.

In an instant, thousands of strong men fell!

The most astonishing thing is that all those who can come here are late-stage gods and even more powerful superpowers. It is really jaw-dropping to see such a powerful being fall in an instant!

"This is too cruel, even one of our own will not be spared!"

Meng Lei, who was hiding in the dark, was secretly speechless. He was shocked by the cruelty of the 8 Dzogchen people. It was so heartbreaking!

"They are all Dzogchen, beings who truly stand at the top of the pyramid. They do things unscrupulously and without any restrictions. What does it mean to kill a few gods of the same race?" Mo Luo said indifferently.

"Wouldn't the main god of their clan punish him?" Meng Lei frowned slightly.

Among the strong men who died, there were many people from the ten major divine clans. These were elder-level strong men. They were killed by their own clan’s Dzogchen. Isn’t the main god angry

"Little guy, the Lord God is so high, how can he care about such nonsense?"

Mara sneered: "Besides, the only one who can truly enter the eyes of the Lord God is Dzogchen. The so-called elders are not even ants in the eyes of the Lord God!"

"All right!"

Meng Lei shook his head, and his spiritual thoughts spread quietly... The next second, the super strong men who had just been killed disappeared instantly.

They were sent into the Tower of Time by Meng Lei. After all, they were tens of thousands of super powerful people. Their lives and their wealth were definitely a fortune, and they couldn't just be wasted.

"who?"

Many corpses disappeared under the nose, which naturally attracted the attention of the eight Dzogchen people.

They won't take these corpses seriously. What really alarms them is that someone can take away many corpses without them noticing. How strong does it have to be

Will it threaten the main godhead

The 8 Dzogchen people care most about only the Lord Godhead!

"Gula? Or Noah? Now that you're here, don't hide your head and show your tail!" Armand Nidhogg, the Great Perfection of the Dragon God Clan, said.

There are only 10 Dzogchen people in the Earth God Realm, which happens to be 10 people from the ten major god clans. There are already 8 people present, and only Noah from the Eternal God Clan and Gula from the Frozen God Clan are left!

Therefore, Adelman guessed that most of the visitors were these two people, but unfortunately, there was no response.

"What? Not coming out? Or do you want to hide behind and be a fisherman?"

Armand was a little dissatisfied: "I'll give you another chance, get out immediately, otherwise, don't blame us for joining forces to deal with you!"

"Buzz-"

The void shook slightly, and a person quietly appeared. The eyes of the eight Dzogchen people were like lightning, and they instantly fell on this person. But what surprised them was that the person who came was neither Gula nor Noah, but someone they had never seen before. Unfamiliar faces.

"Who are you?"

The Dzogchen Dzogchen Jaeger Raphael frowned and asked. He had 16 pairs of bright wings behind him, and his whole body exuded gentle and peaceful holy light.

"Sorry for disturbing you, everyone!"

The person who came was none other than Meng Lei: "I'm just a passerby eating melons. You guys are taking what's yours, so don't worry about me!"

"die!"

Hearing this, Armand, the great dragon god clan's Dzogchen, didn't say a word of unnecessary nonsense. He swung his palm out of thin air and wanted to kill Meng Lei directly.

People who eat melon

There is no need for crowds here!

So go to hell!

"Haha, I have a pretty bad temper. I'll take action if I don't agree with you!" Meng Lei shook his head with a chuckle, clapped his right palm casually, and faced him.

"court death!"

Seeing that Meng Lei greeted his attack so lightly, Armand snorted in his heart, and a flash of anger flashed in his eyes. Looking at the entire earth god world, except for the aloof Lord God, no one dared to despise himself so much. Meng Lei was the first!

"Die!"

Armand increased his strength, vowing to beat Meng Lei into a pulp with one palm. However, as the two palms collided, Armand felt as if he had hit the ancient sacred mountain, and a heart-breaking pain came from his right palm. It hurt, and then the whole right arm exploded.

"ah-"

Armand let out a shrill scream, and flew backwards like a cannonball. The seven Dzogchen people were shocked to see that Armand's right arm was only left with white bones, and the flesh and blood on it was completely blown away. The blood mist!

"How can it be?"

"Who is he?"

"When did the God Realm gain such a master?"

In an instant, the seven Dzogchens looked at Meng Lei with horror in their eyes. As a Dzogchen of the Nidhogg dragon god clan, Armand's physical body was extremely powerful. However, compared with the guy in front of him, his physical body seemed not good enough.

"You have such a loud tone. How powerful do you think you are? Your strength is not that great!" Meng Lei shook his head slightly, quite disapprovingly.

"You...who are you?"

Armand stabilized his body and stared at Meng Lei with a mixture of shock and anger.

"A passing melon-eater!" Meng Lei repeated, and then said: "Will you fight me or not? If not, I will leave!"

Whether you leave or not has nothing to do with whether we fight or not

The eight Dzogchen couldn't help complaining in their hearts, but none of them answered. Seeing this, Meng Lei shook his head and said: "If you don't want to fight, then I'm leaving!"

With that said, Meng Lei teleported to the main godhead and was about to leave with the main godhead in hand. This made the eight great perfectionists angry: "You can leave if you want, but leave the main godhead!"

Swish Swish Swish—

The eight Dzogchens dispersed instantly, surrounded Meng Lei, and did not allow Meng Lei to leave.

"how?"

Meng Lei raised his eyebrows.

"Your Excellency, you can leave, but you must leave your main godhead behind!"

Miles Doherty, the Dzogchen of the Fire Phoenix God Clan, said coldly: "This is our thing!"

"Put down the main godhead!"

Chester Dawson, the Great Perfection of the Titan God Clan, shouted in an urn voice.

"Your stuff?"

Meng Lei smiled: "I obviously put this thing here as a bait for fishing, how did it become your thing? It's really ridiculous!"

"You put it here?"

"Bait for fishing?"

"Could it be..."

The faces of the 8 Dzogchens changed drastically.

"Forget it, stop pretending, let's show my cards to you!"

(End of chapter)