"What about the Emperor of the Heavenly Dragon, his protégé was killed by me, but why don't you see him dare to come to me?"

Standing in the void, he stood with his hands in his hands, facing the twelve masters of the Dragon Clan.

"To deal with you, you don't need the emperor to take action personally, don't forget the dust, now in this nether realm, there is no holy mountain to help, see where you can be arrogant!" Long Heng snorted coldly, his eyes flashed, and the killing intent burst out without any disguise.

At the same time, on the bodies of their twelve ancient god realm powers, there was a vast dragon power permeating out, covering the entire void in an instant, and the twelve divine powers were intertwined, forming a terrifying might, and the exclamation was alarming the entire Tiannan.

Donghuang, who was sitting in the demon clan at that moment, also sensed it, he opened his eyes suddenly, and while looking in the direction of the North Underworld, a trace of jealousy couldn't help but appear in his eyes.

In the west soil, on the Lingshan Mountain, the gods and Buddhas in the hall also woke up from the state of Zen enlightenment, with a pair of eyes as deep as the vast galaxy, forgetting the void, as if they could see a scene that happened in the sky above the North Stygian Yao Pool.

Not only these two people, but in many places in the four regions of Tiannan, almost the same thing is going on.

"Do you think that just the twelve of you can kill me today?"

Long Heng disagreed, and sneered, "Don't forget the dust, you are indeed very powerful, but today, we have invited the Dragon God Clan's Futu Great Array, this array has been with the ancient years, trapped more than how many god emperor-level powers, even if you have the ability to defy the sky, you will definitely die today!"

"Even if you let the horse come, what kind of floating slaughter array, in front of my god king body, can explode with one punch. Mo Wuchen was still disdainful, standing in place, without the slightest sense of urgency on his face.

He confronted the twelve dragon clan's god realm masters alone, and such a scene made everyone in Deyao Pond extremely excited, both on their faces and in their hearts.

This is the god king body, the legend of Tiannan, although he is crazy, he has crazy capital!

"Kill!"

Above the void, Long Heng snorted coldly, and in an instant, the twelve people moved together, their bodies scattered, and in the blink of an eye, they formed a kind of encirclement around Mo Wuchen, enclosing him to death.

"Boom!"

All kinds of ancient holy arts appeared, and the twelve masters of the Divine Realm all showed their own skills, and they wanted to kill Mo Wuchen with supreme means.

"Humph!"

Mo Wuchen snorted coldly, still standing still, almost at the moment when these dragon powerhouses made a move, an infinite golden brilliance emerged from his body, illuminating this dim void in an instant.

This is the manifestation of Haotian Divine Technique being deduced to the extreme, Mo Wuchen obviously wants to fight quickly, now he has the strength of the fourth order of the Ancient God Realm, and because he has received the empowerment of creation, his cultivation progress is amazing, and he is no longer much weaker than those so-called Holy Emperors.

Even in the face of twelve third-order masters of the Ancient God Realm, Mo Wuchen had no fear.

However, Tiannan's enchantment was too fragile to withstand a long and fierce battle, so Mo Wuchen naturally wanted to fight quickly and kill these twelve Dragon Clan's Ancient God Realm masters earlier.

"Buzz ......"

The monstrous divine power is protected by Mo Wuchen's body, with the body of a god king, coupled with the Haotian Divine Technique, in this world, almost nothing can hurt him.

"Bang!"

The Holy Dao Dragon Halberd deduced by a dragon clan master with holy arts, when it touched the golden mangs around Mo Wuchen's body, it collapsed and dissipated in the blink of an eye, and it was impossible to get close to Mo Wuchen's body at all, let alone kill Mo Wuchen.

"Humph!"

Mo Wuchen didn't even glance at the other party, and after a cold snort, his body burst out, turning into an extreme golden ray, and swept towards one of the twelve people in the blink of an eye.

"Retreat!"

Far away, Long Heng drank, the body of the god king was unparalleled, even if they were the true body of the dragon clan, they did not dare to fight with them in close quarters, and to deal with Mo Wuchen, they could only distance themselves and suppress him to death with vast divine power.

"Die!"

Long Heng's voice had just come out, and Mo Wuchen had already appeared in front of the dragon powerhouse, and while supporting the other party's heart, Mo Wuchen suddenly bombarded out with a punch, directly attacking the opponent's head, wanting to kill him with one punch!

"Buzz ......"

Suddenly, a golden light flashed on the old man's body of the dragon clan, and almost when Mo Wuchen's fist approached, a roulette wheel appeared in his hand, which was enlarged in the blink of an eye, forming a thick barrier, surrounded by terrifying divine power, to block Mo Wuchen's punch.

"Boom!"

Mo Wangchen's fist continued to grow, and he roared away and smashed down on the roulette wheel.

"Click, click, click, ......"

The huge strength of the God King's body, and the blessing of the power of Haotian Divine Technique, was almost unstoppable, and with just one punch, it smashed the roulette wheel to pieces, and it collapsed into countless fragments in an instant.

Yu Li shook the dragon clan powerhouse out, even though he had already reacted, but the power of the god king's body was still greatly unexpected, the old man's body flew out upside down, and he couldn't help coughing up blood in his mouth, if he wasn't a dragon clan, his physical body was stronger than ordinary people, and under Mo Wuchen's blow, he would have already died on the spot!

"This son is brave, it is difficult to kill, please quickly invite the Futu Great Array!"

Long Heng shouted angrily, obviously he also knew that it was impossible to kill Mo Wuchen with ordinary means, and this time they were also prepared.

The Futu Great Array, this is a terrifying killing array that has been inherited from the Dragon Clan to the primeval times, once trapped, it is ten deaths, and no one has ever been able to survive in such a killing array.

In the primeval period, even those god-emperor-level powerhouses would not be able to get out at all once they were trapped by the Futu Great Array.

"Buzz ......"

As Long Heng's words fell, a kind of ancient holy weapon appeared in the hands of the entire twelve dragon clan powerhouses.

There are broadswords, halberds, and ancient swords, all of which vary in style.

And on top of these holy soldiers, Mo Wangchen can see that they are all engraved with an ancient font, densely packed, almost covering the entire holy soldiers.

The moment the holy soldier was taken out, the font on it glowed with a purple light, flashing and flashing, like the stars in the night sky.

"Buzz ......"

In the end, the holy soldiers in the hands of the twelve, the purple light that glowed from them suddenly refracted out, and they were actually connected into a line, forming some kind of encirclement, besieging Mo Wuchen to the death and smashing it inside.

At the same time, on the bodies of these twelve people, an even more powerful aura erupted, as if they had been devoured by the holy soldiers in their hands, turned into puppets of Futu, and attacked and killed Mo Wuchen in unison.

"Whoa!"

One of the dragon clan powerhouses holding a big knife took the lead in attacking, he slashed down, the color of the heavens and the earth changed, and the purple font on the big knife became much more dazzling, with a terrifying demonic power pouring out, so that this blow became extremely terrifying, even Mo Wuchen had to be serious.

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