Chongpeng stood proudly on top of a majestic city wall, with countless Feng clan powerhouses waiting for him on his side. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the face of the endless army of ten thousand clans, Chong Peng's face did not change, and he shouted loudly with his divine power, "Wait for the rats, dare to invade the territory of the Feng clan, and now retreat, the past is not to blame, if not, kill!"

Hundreds of millions of phoenix clans roared in unison, "Those who invade my territory, kill! kill!"

The sound was like thunder, shaking the sky, although it was not more than billions, but this will was as firm as divine iron, and all the wills fused together, with infinite killing intentions, they rushed towards the alliance of all races.

Now the vanguard of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance is all the elite of their respective clans, but in the face of this torrent of will, they look so unbearable, one by one, bleeding, pale, obviously has suffered a lot of injuries.

The yin and yang on Rahu's side snorted coldly, "Waste!" but didn't make a move after all.

The congenital gods have the dignity of the innate gods, each innate god is supreme, although the phoenix clan is powerful, but in addition to the wind and the phoenix dance, the other phoenix clans are tantamount to ants for the congenital gods, although yin and yang are angry, but they don't bother to shoot at the ants.

Just like the emperors of later generations, even if they condescended to be noble, they would not deal with a hostile ordinary soldier with their own hands.

The existence of the Innate Divine Soul has transcended the ordinary meaning of the living beings, and it can be said that it is the most favored group of living beings by the Heavenly Dao. They were born powerful, and they were the rulers at the top of the wilderness. A random innate god can easily change the general trend of the world.

The only one who is worthy of the innate god Di is the congenital god Di. The only one who can deal with the Innate God is the Innate God.

Although the voice of Yin and Yang's "waste" is not heavy, the patriarch of each clan is not a god-level existence, where can he not hear it.

In the face of his own innate gods' merciless contempt, the patriarchs of all the clans were embarrassed, but they were powerless to refute.

The patriarch of the Nightmare Clan, Meng Li, suddenly took off into the air and shouted at Chongpeng on the city wall, "Little Pengniao, Hugh is rampant, now that all the clans are gathered, even if the entire Rufeng clan is not afraid, not to mention that the descendants of the Ru District can not lead hundreds of millions of soldiers, and dare to be the enemy of my army!"

The countless clansmen of the Nightmare Clan shouted, "Mighty, mighty, mighty!"

With the shouts of the people belonging to the Nightmare Clan, more and more warriors of the Ten Thousand Clans began to shout in unison, and the louder and louder the voices were shocking, sweeping away the previous frustration.

Chongpeng looked indifferently at the shouts of the Wan clans, and sneered in his heart.

Suddenly, Chong Peng stepped out of the city wall, and his figure suddenly appeared on the side of Meng Li, who was suspended in mid-air, and a magic spear appeared in his hand, stabbing at Meng Li's eyebrows.

The center of the eyebrows is the place where the soul of the sea god is stored, and it is the deadliest existence of the gods. The gods refine the divine power body, even if the body is broken, it can be regenerated with blood, but if the divine soul is damaged, the light will be regressive, and the soul will be scattered.

When Chongpeng just left, Meng Li had already realized the danger, but Chongpeng's speed was too fast, so fast that Meng Li didn't have time to react, and Chongpeng had already appeared on his side and made a brazen shot.

After all, Meng Li is the head of a clan, and after many dangers, in a few moments, the divine power surges wildly, and a barrier is laid when Chongpeng is about to stab.

Chongpeng spear was in his hand, but after a slight pause, he had already broken through the barrier and stabbed Meng Li's eyebrows, and violent divine power burst out from the tip of the spear, but in an instant, Meng Li's body was shattered like porcelain.

The shouts of the Wan clan stopped abruptly, and the clansmen of the Nightmare Clan attacked Chongpeng like crazy, and countless supernatural powers erupted, attacking Chongpeng.

How many people are there in the Nightmare Clan? Even if there are only 30% of the Nightmare Clan's people gathered here, there are more than 100 billion people.

In the face of more than 100 billion enemies, even if Chongpeng had been specially taught by Feng Wu, he didn't dare to fight with him with his strength, his body retreated quickly, avoiding countless magical powers, and was about to return to the city wall, when suddenly a voice full of hatred sounded into his ears, "What a sharp spear, such a fast speed, but it is delusional that you want to retreat with your whole body, if you don't pay for your life, how can I pay for the hatred of losing my body!"

Chong Peng looked for prestige, only to see Meng Li floating not far away.

That barrier was not useless after all, although it only blocked Chongpeng for a little time, but it also allowed Mengli's soul to escape, although it destroyed a body that had been cultivated for countless years, but at least left his life behind.

Chong Peng sneered, while narrowly and dangerously dodging all kinds of supernatural attacks, while transmitting a voice, "You are not my enemy in your heyday, not to mention that now that your body is newly built and fragile, you dare to appear in front of me, or so, I will fulfill you and send you back to heaven and earth." ”

Meng Li sneered, "What if your combat power is stronger than mine, my Nightmare Clan can rank among the top three thousand strong clans in the Flood Wilderness, not with super combat power, but with an unguardable illusion." Besides, do you really think that I have no power to fight back? It's just to lure you into the urn, but it's a pity that I have a god's body. ”

Chong Peng's heart sank slightly, the reason why he dared to make a brazen move was that he knew that the Nightmare Clan's body was fragile and not known for fighting, and now although Mengli's body was shattered, it allowed Mengli's Divine Soul to escape, and most of the Nightmare Clan's magical powers relied on the Divine Soul to perform, and the requirements for the physical body were very small. Now he is in danger.

At the moment of crisis, Chong Peng's mind turned sharply, "Now the only way to forcibly kill the patriarch of the Nightmare Clan is to take advantage of the fact that the other races of the Wan Race have not yet made a move, so that the Wan Clan can be shocked, and as long as it takes a moment, I can return to the city wall." ”

Chongpeng stubbornly carried the next attack, and the bombarded spit out a mouthful of blood, and the bones all over his body burst.

Chongpeng did not retreat but advanced, using his divine power to recover his body quickly, and approached Mengli in an instant, "Last time I let you escape, this time let's see how you escape again!"

Meng Li suddenly showed a strange smile, and a hint of warning rose in Chongpeng's heart, and sure enough, the spear stabbed away, and Meng Li's figure dissipated like foam.

As soon as Chongpeng's blow missed, countless supernatural powers immediately bombarded him, and in an instant, Chongpeng's ice and snow melted, and he was wiped out into a pile of ashes by countless supernatural powers.

"Younger generations are younger generations, what if the combat power is strong, it is not the same as returning to heaven and earth. ”

Meng Li's figure slowly condensed in the place where Chongpeng fell, and let out a mockery.

Suddenly, a voice sounded in Meng Li's ears, shocking, "Senior, I know that the Nightmare Clan is the most famous for illusions, how can I be defenseless? ”

Meng Li's face changed greatly, and he saw Chong Peng rushing out of the ashes, the tip of the spear exuding an incomparably sharp aura, and before it was close, Meng Li already felt that his divine body was about to crack.

Nightmares are good at illusions, and the most taboo thing is to be close to people. Now defenseless, he was stabbed by Chong Peng's blow.

This time, Chongpeng condensed his divine power at one point, and instantly destroyed Meng Li's divine soul, and Meng Li's body turned into a prototype, but it was a strange and ugly giant beast that fell from the sky.

Chongpeng did not stop, and returned to the city wall in an instant.