Chapter: 6862
Li Shuo's eyes were full of worry. He admitted that Zhuo Wen was strong, but he was not strong enough to fight against the two teams.
"Patriarch Li, agree!" Zhuo Wen turned his head, looked at Li Yinglong calmly, and said again.
Li Yinglong took a deep look at Zhuo Wen, he nodded, and agreed to enter the team competition.
"Since the three masters agree, let's start the team competition!"
Jin Yaojun's eyes burst into inexplicable brilliance, he took a deep look at Zhuo Wen, and then announced the start of the game. wxya
Xu Mianyang stepped forward and landed on the ring, staring at Zhuo Wen coldly, as if looking at a dead person.
Xu Zhou and other four geniuses from the Xulong family followed closely behind.
On the other side, Mi led the Xuqi family's team onto the ring.
"Boy, this is the first time I've seen someone as arrogant as you! Let's see if I don't depose you today!"
Mi Dong has a fiery temper, as soon as he jumped onto the ring, he rushed towards Zhuo Wen.
Mi Dong's figure is extremely strong, more than two meters tall, his muscles are bulging, like a giant mountain, every time he steps, he can hear the terrifying sound of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking.
Mi Dong jumped up, hanging in the air, the aura of the peak of the Great Tribulation of the Universe burst out, and the huge world of the Universe lay horizontally in the air.
"God's Monument from Heaven!"
Mi Dong let out a loud roar, and suddenly pressed down with his huge palm, only to see gigantic monuments falling from the void.
Every sacred tablet is as vast and huge as a mountain, falling densely, covering Zhuo Wen's tiny figure.
"Let's shoot together!"
In the team of the Xuqi family and the Xulong family, except for Xu Mianyang and Mi, the other six also made their moves one after another, each sacrificing the world of heaven and earth, using their strongest magical powers.
I saw, behind the Endless God Monument, all kinds of supernatural powers and visions, such as the terrifying divine thunder, the sky-covering divine fire, and the shocking phantom of strange animals, fell like rain, continuously.
Boom!
The energy of the seven supernatural powers was too terrifying. The white jade arena in the center of the arena finally couldn't bear it, and it completely collapsed into ruins.
The energies of the seven supernatural powers are constantly expanding and spreading, trying to completely submerge Zhuowen covering it.
But the seven supernatural powers didn't swell for too long, and suddenly shrank rapidly, as if being sucked by some kind of energy, and they were completely absorbed.
When the seven supernatural powers disappeared inexplicably, everyone saw a figure standing on the ruins of the arena.
The devilish energy around this figure was extremely viscous, like a black liquid, continuously sticking to the surroundings, full of strange aura.
In the depths of the viscous demonic energy, a pair of extremely red pupils were revealed, and even the viscous demonic energy could not cover up the redness of the pupils.
In the depths of the red pupils, a black hole like a whirlpool appeared, and the energy of the seven supernatural powers was ruthlessly absorbed into it.
The magic pupil, the supernatural powers cultivated in the second layer of the Promise, was used by Zhuowen for the first time.
"It's too weak! Is your full-strength strike only this powerful?"
An indifferent voice resounded faintly, and those strange pupils suddenly burst into fiery red light, and then a gigantic statue of a demon god appeared in the depths of the pupils.
This demon god statue is hundreds of feet tall, with eight heads and eight arms, and a terrifying aura.
Roar!
As soon as the demon statue appeared, it strode away, and its eight arms waved out from all directions, blasting at the seven monks.
ah!
One of the monks was too slow, and was hit by an arm, and was cut off directly. Blood spilled into the air, and with a scream, he fell straight to the ground, and his breath quickly weakened...
Boom boom boom!
The eight-headed and eight-armed demon god statue, like a broken bamboo, with arms like mountains, blasted from all directions, and endless strong winds swept through, spawning terrifying hurricanes one after another.
Ahhh!
Three more monks failed to retreat in time, and were hit by the huge arms head-on, and flew out one after another, landing heavily on the ground.
The moment everyone's eyes fell on the three cultivators who fell to the ground, they all gasped.
I saw that the bones of the three monks were shattered, dripping with blood, twitching and struggling on the ground, and completely lost their fighting power. JrNovels.com