"boom!"

"Boom..."

As soon as Zhongsun Wuyi and Sikong Shouyi finished speaking, with Zuo Qiu Yunhong's right hand waved, nearly one hundred Hongmeng geniuses immediately activated the power in their bodies, and the energy around them exploded, and a low roar came out, each of them was full of murderous aura.

In front, the small castle on the other side that was driving at a very fast speed had already seen something wrong in the distance. It had slowed down. At this time, it stopped completely. The hatch door slowly opened, and more than twenty figures rushed out one after another. It was the friends and their team.

"Chen Tang on the other side is indeed not here. He is lucky. Otherwise, he would be suppressed together today..."

"That's right, but you don't have such good luck. You all have to explain it to me today, so no one can escape!"

"call out!"

"Swish swish..."

Seeing that there was no Chen Tang in the crowd, Zhongsun Wuyi and Sikong Shouyi suddenly relaxed his heart, but his mouth was very tough, and he was swollen and pretended to be fat.

Although they have now entered the sixteenth-level half-step Holy Emperor realm, Chen Tang on the other side is a terrifying existence that even the peak half-emperor can suppress. His combat power is really too evil, and it is not just the two of them who have psychological shadows on this.

Now that it is confirmed that Chen Tang on the other side is not there, everyone else breathes a sigh of relief, with a ferocious look on their faces, spontaneously dispersing, and encircling them with murderous intent toward their friends.

This is obviously a very sure thing, and I want to take the friends in one fell swoop.

"boom!"

"What big-tailed wolf is pretending to be? Just by your group of mobs, Grandpa Meng, I will deal with it all by myself..."

Meng Shaotao was extremely domineering, and his words were arrogant than Chen Tang. The power in his body had been fully activated while speaking. The power of his bloodline turned into a blue-black blood rushing out. In the blink of an eye, it condensed into a nine-foot-sized shadow of the Xuanwu battle body, covering his body like a mecha covering his outer body.

"Hmph, it's just a half-step Holy Emperor. With such a big tone, I don't know that I thought I'd encountered the Supreme Holy Emperor!"

"It seems that you are the same as the one named Chen, and you don't have any other skills, but no one can beat you..."

"Brother Yunhong, you and I join forces to kill this guy first!"

"This guy is so hateful. Last time he openly blackmailed us, and today he had to break his turtle shell..."

"boom!"

"Boom..."

As the words fell, Zhongsun Wuyi, Sikong Shouyi, Zuo Qiu Yunhong, and the old man from the half-step Saint Emperor realm rushed out at the same time. The energy locked Meng Shaotao, and he really wanted to use four crushes and one to kill Meng Shaotao first.

These words completely angered Meng Shaotao. This guy was obviously wearing a big turtle shell, but he was most afraid of others mentioning this. This was a naked provocation.

"roar!"

"boom……"

As the blood power in the body was fully activated, the huge giant tortoise phantom seemed to emit a low roar. It opened its bloody mouth, and it spurted a round black green energy ball of light with a diameter of about a meter from its mouth.

Their speed was far higher than that of Meng Shaotao's previous turtle cannon, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Zhongsun Wuyi and Sikong Shouyi, which shocked their bodies and stopped abruptly with fear on their faces.

The energy shell formed by the breath of Xuanwu was blown out by Meng Shaotao's own qi and blood condensation through the Xuanwu bloodline, and then increased through the amplification of the battle body's shadow.

Because the amplification effect of the battle body's phantom is extremely strong, Meng Shaotao's body does not use much qi and blood power in his body for each bombardment, but his power is more than that of an ordinary half-step Holy Emperor, and even a strong man at the same level dares not resist head-on.

However, although these two guys were intercepted on the spot by a Xuanwu breath, the four of them joined forces only half of them. Zuo Qiu Yunhong and the old man were still murderous, rushing towards him from left to right.

“Buzz…”

This scene caught my eye. Sima Qing, who was left on the inside of the cabin door of the small castle on the other side, raised her hands. With the low buzzing sound, a large number of fine granulations that looked like tentacles appeared in her palms.

In the blink of an eye, these granulations had solidified and the Nebula sniper rifle suddenly appeared.

The length of the gun body is more than three meters. It not only looks full of science fiction, but also extremely domineering. The mysterious aura that is so thick that it cannot be melted is a bit more quaint and heavy.

In addition, the pattern of purple and gold on the gun body is more complicated. The ghost's head turns into gold and purple, and the crystal is eye-catching. The internal treatment seems to be a strand of gossip swimming, making people unable to look at it and shudder...

A cold light flashed in his eyes. Sima Qing's eyes locked the old man through the ghost's head. He put a trigger on his right index finger and gently clenched.

"boom!"

A low roar sound resounded, and a star source bullet roared away, at a speed that was too fast, as if it had ignored the distance in space, and had arrived in front of the old man in the blink of an eye.

"No……"

"boom!"

"Boom..."

"puff……"

The old guy was so scared that his face was pale, his figure stopped suddenly, and his face looked desperate, and he exclaimed in horror...

He obviously wanted to dodge sideways, but this was obviously impossible. Sima Qing is now a half-step Holy Emperor, and the Nebula sniper rifle has transformed and evolved again. At such a close distance, it is absolutely true that it is a perfect opportunity to snipe an existence of the same level.

Before his despair and screams fell, the Xingyuan bullets had already penetrated his chest and exploded with a bang. There was even a trace of the power of the law. It was only half a step to the Holy Emperor, and it could not withstand it.

His body burst into blood mist on the spot, and was wiped away by the energy. Only five half-imperial drops of divine blood left in the void, hanging without moving...

"My, mine..."

Meng Shaotao's eyes immediately shone, and he roared loudly toward him, arrived in a blink of an eye, and waved his hand and put away the four drops of half-imperial divine blood.

As for Zuo Qiu Yunhong, who was pressing from the right, stopped as soon as the old guy's body exploded and turned into a bunch of blood mist.

After all, this old man was a half-step Holy Emperor of the same level as him. He was shot and killed on the spot without any warning. This was simply terrifying. As the half-emperor of the Zuoqiu Ancient Clan of Shangjiutian, Zuoqiu Yunhong felt the breath of death for the first time in his life.

And it's very close, it seems that it's already in front of you, and it's possible to swallow him in one bite at any time...

Including Zhongsun Wuyi and Sikong Shouyi, who were about to rush over again after avoiding the Xuanwu breath, also had a look of horror on their faces. The look of horror on their faces was so strong that they could not dissolve. Even if they saw this scene with their own eyes, they felt unbelievable.

It's so terrifying!
Chapter completed!