At this moment, Jiang Chen's three major defensive treasures were all broken, and in the face of Mo Luo Wutian, it could be said that he was defenseless.

At the moment when the clutches of the devil were about to crash down, a void of dust swept up beside Jiang Chen. Although it is undetectable, it exudes an indescribable mysterious power.

This is the most primordial breath between heaven and earth, and it is one of the forces born when Hongmeng first judged and opened heaven and earth.

Every grain of dust seems to be a heavy mountain, giving people a sense of simplicity and turbidity, from the depths of the wilderness.

The billowing dust seems inconspicuous, but it is like an insurmountable wall, directly isolating Mo Luo from Jiang Chen.

"Jiang Chen, die!"

Mo Luo saw that something was wrong, so he no longer hesitated, raised his hand and directly blasted out the palm.

However, this palm, which contained enough power to destroy a realm, was like entering a desolate world when it hit that piece of dust. Immediately, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, without the slightest wave.

"This, this is it...... The great power of the desolation that surpasses the Buddha country in the palm of the Buddha and the sleeve of the Taoist gate - Hongmeng Realm! ”

After all, Mo Luo Wutian was a powerful and powerful man in the early stage of the flood famine, so he was naturally well-informed.

The Hongmeng world seems to be a piece of dust, but in fact, every dust is a tiny world. Intertwined with each other, it is like a chaotic and undivided Hongmeng world.

It seems to be extremely small, but it is like a desolate world, boundless.

"Hehe, it's a good demon, since you know the supernatural powers of the Hongmeng realm, don't you know that this man is covered by this girl? If you want to move him, you have to see how many lives you have first! ”

At this moment, a coquettish shout came, and Mo Luo Wutian suddenly looked up, only to see a woman dressed elegantly, with a beautiful appearance and a dusty temperament. I don't know when, it has come down on top of his head.

The rolling demonic mist in all directions was originally the most yin and evil thing, but when this woman came, they retreated one after another, and actually avoided a path.

Seeing this person coming, Jiang Chen's expression was shocked, and while he was surprised, his face was happy,

"Sister Meng Jiang!"

The person who came was none other than Meng Jiang, the reincarnated body of the ancestral witch Houtu.

At the same time, Emperor Ziwei and Su Yunxi also secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they saw it.

With Meng Jiang here, it was difficult for Jiang Chen to die.

However, when Meng Jiang came, some people were happy and some were worried.

Mo Luo Wutian looked this familiar and strange woman up and down, and his eyes couldn't help but narrow,

"The deity has seen you, on the bank of the Lechuan River, by the bridge, Meng Jiang who boiled Meng Po soup. At first, the deity only thought that you were a yin god in the underworld, and did not take it seriously. However, in the battle of the underworld, the deity saw your true strength. ”

"Quasi-saint realm, I'm afraid that it is a great power of the Dao Sect, a guarantee placed in the underworld."

"However, you control the great supernatural power of the Flood Desolation that even the saints do not necessarily control-the Hongmeng Realm, it seems that there are many big secrets hidden in your body that the deities do not know."

"However, no matter how mysterious the Hongmeng realm is, it is just a magical power after all. In terms of strength and realm, you are just a person in the early stage of a quasi-saint, how can you be so bold and dare to meddle in the affairs of my demon clan. ”

"If you want to cover Jiang Chen, you must have enough strength, otherwise, people can't save it, but you have to catch yourself."

Between the words, the aura of Moluo Wutian became stronger and stronger.

The icy demonic mist swept around it like a wave.

"Today is a big day for my clan, and the deity doesn't want to be troubled. So, give you a chance to escape. ”

"If you count to three, if you retreat, the power of today will not happen. But if you are obsessed, the deity will take care of where you are sacred, and even you will clean it up! ”

Mo Luo Wutian threatened in a cold voice.

As he said, today's events are not trivial, and if they go well, Demon Ancestor Rahu will be reborn in a few days.

At that time, the demons will have a smooth road.

Therefore, in line with the principle that more things are better than less things, he does not want to make extraneous branches at such junctures.

However, when Meng Jiang heard this, he smiled disdainfully,

"Didn't I just say it clear enough?"

"This man is covered by me, you just wanted to kill him. In this case, I can let you go! ”

Meng Jiangyu waved his hand, and the turbid aura of the Dao swept away a little bit of dust, guarding Meng Jiang's body.

Seeing Meng Jiang so resolute, Mo Luo Wutian's eyes froze,

"Let me? Just by your realm of the early stage of quasi-sainthood? ”

Beneath the demonic mist, the Endless Demonic Flame emerged from the palm of the Moluo Heavenless Palm.

In the first battle of the underworld, the strength displayed by Meng Jiang was only just reaching the level of the early stage of the quasi-saint. Even if you fight with the Jizo King Bodhisattva at that time, you will fall into disadvantage.

Therefore, in Mo Luo's eyes, Meng Jiang was just a quasi-saint in the early stage.

However, when Meng Jiang heard this, he smiled disdainfully,

"Who told you that this girl is only in the early stages of quasi-sainthood?"

As soon as these words came out, a terrifying momentum was released from Meng Jiang's body and swept around.

This breath is simple and profound, and full of vicissitudes and heaviness.

Mo Luo Wutian felt the momentum swept like ripples, and an inexplicable jealousy rose in his heart.

"You, who the hell are you?"

At this moment, Moro was a little panicked.

In Meng Jiang's body, he felt an aura that was even older than him.

He was already an existence at the beginning of the flood, even older than him, wouldn't that ......

"Pangu God, or...... Three thousand gods and demons! ”

No matter who it is, it's an existence he can't afford to mess with.

But aren't all of these already falling before the flood?

Meng Jiang smiled coldly,

"Before you die, this girl will tell you!"

After that, the powder fist is clenched, and raising the hand is a punch.

It seems to be a random fist and kick, but it contains the power of barren and profound laws, attracting a world and a world.

The power of the explosion shattered the void, tore through a large area of demonic mist, and set off a monstrous wave of blood, which slammed straight towards Moluo Wutian.

At the same time, Emperor Ziwei controlled the Seven Peerless Fuxiqin, cast the 'Ruthless Demon Sound' to disperse several demon dragons, and also joined the battle circle.

For a time, the battle of the three quasi-saints broke out.

As for Jiang Chen, he was not in a hurry to enter the battle circle, but looked at Meng Jiang, who was unreservedly using all his skills to crush Mo Luo, and fell into deep thought.

At the moment, he had a lot on his mind.

But no matter how many thoughts there are, it all boils down to one sentence:

"This time, Sister Meng Jiang's true identity is afraid that it will be exposed......"

For the Three Realms Immortal Buddha, the panic caused by the rebirth of the ancestor witch is not much worse than the rebirth of the demon ancestor Rahu.

"Once this battle is completed, it is difficult to ride a tiger, even if Sister Meng Jiang wants to withdraw from the battlefield, it is unlikely."

"If you get into any trouble, we'll fix it later."

Even if he wanted to be an enemy of the Three Realms, Jiang Chen would not hesitate to stand on Meng Jiang's side.

Just like this time, Meng Jiang did not hesitate to show his true strength in order to protect Jiang Chen.

Of course, that's all for later.

Jiang Chen looked around, his gaze swept around, and the tragic situation around him made his expression more and more cold.

He jumped and came to Su Yunxi's side, and with a horizontal swing of the Heavenly Dao Divine Killing Spear in his hand, he helped her eliminate the entangled demon dragon.

"Jiang Chen, are you okay?"

As soon as Su Yunxi got out, he looked Jiang Chen up and down and said with concern.

Jiang Chen waved his hand, looked at the scene of corpses strewn in the distance, and said in a deep voice:

"It's okay for me, it's just that in this battle, the Asura clan has suffered heavy losses."

"The battle of the quasi-saints, we can't help much, if we continue to stay here, it will become a breakthrough point for Moro."

"It's better to hand over Mo Luo to Sister Meng Jiang and Emperor Ziwei, you, me, and Bo Xun's seniors, go out and save people!"