As Bansheng's words fell, nearly a hundred figures appeared around Han Yuemei. Han Yuemei suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, although the cultivation of these immortal families was uneven, the most important thing was that there was an old thing with a cultivation of up to eight hundred years inside.

"Is this breath, dead breath?" Han Yuemei looked in the direction of perception, and it was the old thing standing in the northwest corner of her, dressed in tattered clothes, wearing two straight long knives around her waist, and her eyes showed a hint of red light under the tattered cloak.

"Xiao Nizi, I know a lot, my dead spirit is the will condensed in the pile of dead people all year round, I haven't drunk the dragon clan battle for a long time, today, don't ruin the old man's interest." The old thing said.

"There are less than five of the immortal families present who have cultivated as high as five hundred years, and the other immortal families are ten to join in the fun?" Han Yuemei asked calmly.

No immortal family responded to her, on the contrary, it seemed to be waiting for something.

"Then if that's the case, then it's offended."

Han Yuemei's eyes turned golden, and in an instant, the space began to distort, and all the immortals present felt an irresistible coercion penetrating their whole bodies, only to see Han Yuemei raise her right hand and make a ding.

A terrifying coercion erupted directly, and the radiation of the sound wave vibration directly forcibly caused all the immortals to appear in a brief trance at the same time.

It was also in these few breaths that the surrounding magic circle was directly forcibly controlled by Han Yuemei, and the original luster was also replaced with a golden radiance barrier.

"Oh no, this is the realm!"

The old thing with eight hundred years of cultivation shouted, but it was too late, Han Yuemei had already turned into golden thunder and lightning, and conjured up multiple thunder shadow clones, directly killing those immortals who were not cultivating high from multiple angles and directions, and in just half a pillar of incense, there were only five immortal families with cultivation of more than five hundred years left in the golden light.

"How is this possible?" Bansheng's face revealed a look of disbelief, you must know that there are a full one hundred and eight immortal families participating in the encirclement and suppression here, and in the blink of an eye, there are only five left.

"Now, the whole audience is a lot cleaner, ladies and gentlemen, isn't it time to do something next?" Han Yuemei stood among the five immortals, looking around with sharp eyes, and the identities of the hunter and the prey had undergone some subtle changes at this moment.

Bansheng's face obviously showed annoyance, at that time, this woman was very clever, and looked at the behavior of other immortals sensitively, and found that no one made a move, and she began to choose to wait and see, after all, Han Yuemei's strength was too weird, even the old guy with the double knife didn't dare to make a rash move.

"What's wrong guys, how did you become so constrained?" Han Yuemei said provocatively with a disdainful expression, and then her body began to completely transform into a dragon, the golden dragon scales covered her whole body, and the glorious wings then appeared with extremely dazzling golden light, and the brilliant golden light illuminated the entire space.

"This breath, could it be that your mother is the strongest person in the Dragon Clan, the Dragon Emperor!" The old thing had been pondering just now, and suddenly it dawned on him, and he shouted, at this time, his heart had long since lost the arrogance just now.

As soon as these words came out, all the immortals present showed their shock, they never thought that they would encounter such a demon with such a background at the beginning, the strength of the Dragon Emperor is not comparable to that of ordinary dragon clans, they have a pure bloodline that is one in a million, no wonder the ability that Han Yuemei displayed just now can be so domineering, and directly take the space magic circle generated by the half-life spell as their own.

The old thing was still thinking about the reason for this, but now it seems that he has provoked a terrible character, not to mention the identity of the dragon clan behind it, even Han Yuemei's current strength may not be able to beat, the golden dragon clan is the strongest branch of the entire dragon clan, although it is the existence of the same lineage, however, the strongest blood of the golden dragon is not only because it has the same body as other dragons, the most terrifying thing is that the golden dragon is born with a mastery of the space array, Ignoring the constraints of all the magic circles and the three pairs of golden glow wings behind them, the wings can not only copy 100% of the abilities contained in the entire world law, but also can be used with zero consumption, which is equivalent to the current Han Yuemei has broken through the shackles of the world law after turning into a dragon.

"Old Yu, what do you mean by this expression?" Half a life asked.

The other immortals also cast strange looks, as if begging for answers.

The old guy known as Yu Lao groaned for a moment and said: "The golden dragon bloodline can allow the user to be unrestrained in a specific magic circle, which is equivalent to the concept that its strength has reached infinity, that is to say, her strength is nearly unlimited, even if the ontological cultivation is only three hundred years, but consumption alone can consume us, and we are definitely not opponents in this magic circle." ”

As soon as these words came out, the five immortal families suddenly felt bad, a strong man who had cultivated for eight hundred years was helpless, what could they do if they had only cultivated for five hundred years.

"Still." Yu Lao let out a mouthful of turbid black gas, and continued, "What I am more interested in now is how long my strength can be maintained in this magic circle. ”

Han Yuemei smiled coldly, this old thing has a hard mouth all over her body, and she is afraid that the two words will be written on her face, and she can't pull off her old face, so she has to slap her swollen face and become fat.

I saw that Yu Lao put his hands on the handle of the knife, closed his eyes and bowed his body, and the dead qi on his body spread directly around, gradually forming eighteen ghost shadows, each ghost shadow seemed to be a wronged soul, and the resentment on his body was very heavy, and even merged with those dead qi.

"Death in prison, eighteen thousand beheadings."

Yu Lao shouted a name out of his mouth, his body moved like Changhong, the double knives were out of the sheath, and in an instant, the eighteen ghost shadows condensed into solid, when the two long knives staggered in front of Yu Lao to form a cross, the eighteen ghost shadows directly merged into the two knives, and then, the two mighty Changhong directly turned into blood-black cross blades and slashed directly towards Han Yuemei's face.

Han Yuemei didn't speak, but her wings vibrate, and a golden thunder and lightning circle appeared behind her, and there were four runes in small seal fonts arranged around the circle.

The heavens are changing, thousands of thunders are rolling, the ghosts are in the shadows, and the thunder is secluded!

Then the long chain of multiple thunder and lightning incarnations stretched out directly from the magic circle, and in the face of Yu Lao's cross ghost slash, the long chain did not dodge in the slightest, but directly chose to be tough.

With a loud bang, the ghost slash was directly broken, and the long chain was only broken a few times, and then the long chain rushed towards Yu Lao.

Yu Lao couldn't believe that his vaunted attack method had been defused so lightly.