"Why do you want to stop me?"

Seeing that Mo Wuchen flew away, and the night silence stood in front of him, the illusory young man snorted coldly.

He felt that the Night Silence was at most no more than the cultivation of the Saint Venerable Dual Heaven, and compared to himself, there was a difference of two small realms.

Listening to the other party's words, Ye Silent smiled faintly, "Whether you can stop it or not, you have to try to know." ”

Airplanes!

When the words fell, his whole body was shining with brilliance, and the temperament of the whole person became cold at this moment.

"In this battle, you are illusory and doomed to retreat. ”

He looked at the young man, his voice also became cold, the flowers fell, and he pressed out with a palm in the air, and the terrifying big hand, containing a powerful true meaning of the law, shrouded away.

"Huh?"

The young man's eyes condensed slightly, and he felt the horror of this palm, although this person only has the Holy Venerable Double Heaven, but his strength, I am afraid that it should not be underestimated!

"Doomed?"

He smiled coldly, and then let out a deep sigh, and pointed out in the air, and the space vibrate, and the terrifying finger pierced the oncoming big hand, and the air flow was frenzied.

"With your Tiangang's current situation, how can you resist the arrival of my Hundred Emperor of Illusion!" he looked at the night silence with disdain in his eyes.

"Hundred Emperors?!"

Hearing this, the face of the night silence changed slightly, a full hundred Great Emperor figures?

Is this the essence of fantasy......

It's terrifying, it's heart-wrenching!

But soon, his face was relieved again, and he smiled faintly, "Even if there are a hundred emperors, a thousand emperors are coming, this battle, you have already lost, as for why I dare to be so sure, this point, I can't tell you, right now, Brother Mo wants to seize the creation, please don't stop it, otherwise it will ......"

He didn't finish his words, but there was an amazing aura all over his body, although he only had the Saint Venerable Realm Double Heaven, but his combat power was enough to shock the young man in front of him.

"Do you really think you can stop me?"

The young man sneered, "Even if you can barely stop me, but the others will die at the hands of my illusionary people after all......"

"I'm afraid you haven't seen the situation clearly. Night Silence smiled faintly.

"What do you mean?" the young man frowned.

"Ahh

Suddenly, in his ears, there was a miserable scream, and he turned his eyes to look, only to see that an illusory genius was bombarded and killed, it was a demon of the Saint Venerable Triple Heaven, and his cultivation was not much weaker than his own.

Boom Boom!

The sound of the explosion echoed on the other side, and he turned his eyes again, and saw that there was another demon of the Holy Venerable Four Heavens, who was intercepted by a young man from Tiangang, and the two fought a battle, which was earth-shattering.

Not only that, everywhere on the battlefield, I don't know when, there have been a large number of Tiangang young people pouring in, and each of them has become strong.

Not far away, a woman was shining with brilliance and a dusty temperament, like the daughter of a fairy, it was Qin Yue, although she only had the seven transformations of the Nirvana Realm, at this moment, she could hardly shake a genius of the Illusion Realm, the Holy Venerable!

On the other hand, Zhao Yihang, Xuanyuan Invincible and others had already arrived, and they were all fighting against the characters of the Holy Venerable Four Heavens, and they did not fall behind at all.

Bai Qing also came, he had the body of an immortal bone, and he was born to use the power of the law of the Dao to rush into the battlefield, and no one below the Holy Venerable could resist it.

At the same time as the battle, all of them were also moving in the direction of Mo Wuchen, opening up a bloody path to the portal for him to clear the illusion cultivation on both sides!

"These ...... Who are they......"

In the entire Tiangang, large and small battlefields, at this moment, countless people raised their heads and looked at the picture in the projection.

Their hearts shook, and they saw Wu Lingfeng, Qin Yue, Zhao Yihang and others who were moving with him in that picture.

All of them are extremely strong, and they can kill the enemy beyond the level.

"The Hundred Great Saint Sons, it's just that, in the past, these people seem to have never seen each other, but why, they all suddenly appeared?" everyone was surprised in their hearts.

"My Tiangang, once upon a time, there were still so many demons?" In the major battlefields, there are many demonic geniuses of this era, and they are also paying attention to the picture in the projection.

One by one, they frowned, their faces full of puzzlement.

In this era, all kings rise together, the stars are shining, but the one who is really famous is the Hundred Great Holy Sons.

Now, in that light curtain, in addition to Mo Wuchen, Wu Lingfeng, Qin Yue, Night Silence and others, each of them showed no less talent than the Hundred Great Holy Sons.

But these people, in the past, have never had any fame, as if they were born out of thin air.

"Are these all my Tiangang, the demons of a million years later......"

"The ancient scriptures we are waiting for, perhaps, can be found in their bodies, and the world in a million years will be illusory...... One day will come, and at that time, these people will also become the main force on the battlefield. ”

Many Emperor Realm powerhouses were talking with their divine thoughts, and their eyes were motionless as they looked at the projection in the light curtain.

Now, they are the only ones who have calculated that everything here is just an illusion, a past that has disappeared for millions of years, and now, it is just a re-enactment......

During the conversation, someone had already left, stepped on the footsteps, completely disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he had already come to Tianfeng Pass, above the city tower, standing side by side with the Emperor of Xingtian.

"Huh?"

In the endless sky, the illusory power of the emperor realm, looking at it, when he saw that on the tower of the city, there were Tiangang's great emperor figures coming from time to time, and now, there were more than a dozen of them, and he couldn't help frowning.

"What's going on? It's all here!"

He was puzzled, but there was jealousy in his eyes, more than a dozen Emperor Realm powers gathered together, which was definitely enough to sweep everything in the world.

Airplanes!

The old man's fingers flicked, and his divine thoughts continued to sweep towards the rear, he wanted to inform his own people, Tiangang, more than a dozen Great Emperor figures gathered in Tianfeng Pass, I am afraid that they are not secretly plotting something.

"Kill!"

In the battlefield, the sound of fighting is still rolling, echoing in all directions, at this moment, Mo Wuchen has already rushed out of the battle circle and came to the outside, on the empty ground, not far away, is the existence of the teleportation door, and now it is close at hand.

Behind him, a large number of figures swept over, and by now, those illusory cultivators had already discovered Mo Wangchen's purpose, he wanted to destroy the portal of teleportation, so that the delusional side could not be reinforced.

This is to end, this fight!

"Stop him!"

A heavy drink came, it was the young man who blocked Mo Wuchen's way just now, at this moment, he was fighting hard with the night silence, and so far, he has felt the horror of the night silence more and more.

Seeing that Mo Wuchen was about to arrive at the portal location, however, he still couldn't break free from the hands of Night Silence.

As the voice fell, a large area of Illusory Cultivation swept over, all of them rushed towards Mo Wangchen, intending to kill him on the spot.

Whoosh!

At the same time, Bai Qing, Qin Yue and the others had already arrived, and they were in front of the surging Illusory Cultivators, with their backs to Mo Wuchen.

Wu Lingfeng's silver-white battle armor, because of the long-term battle, has already cracked, cracks have spread, his white cloak is stained red with blood, and he turned his back to Mo Wuchen at this moment, and said without looking back.

"The portal is at hand, go, it's your creation. ”

Anyway, almost at the same time, a group of dozens of them rushed out and came into contact with the surging illusion cultivators.

Thanks to (Chaokai Mould) for the 399 book coins rewarded!

(End of chapter)