Invincible Level Up

The heavy rain was torrential, and lightning bolts tens of kilometers long were drawn in the night sky from time to time. Novel Network first update

The city of Shenwu is full of killing intent.

Because of the bullying of the White Tiger Clan, and because of Xiaomo and Mao Mao's short-term temper tantrums, several White Tiger guards were killed, and then dozens of elite White Tiger guards attacked, killing them immediately regardless of the reason, and the entire inn was destroyed. .

And they also rushed to the intersection, and then separated.

"Baldhead, will the little devil be safe?"

"Hey, it's all my fault. If only I had held back at that time, I wouldn't have caused such a big disaster." Mao Mao frowned, and he blamed himself deeply. Can't help but tense up, worried about Xiaomo.

Meng Lei's body is like a giant Vajra Buddha, and the aura exuding is very compelling, he said: "I can't take it anymore, if you don't get mad, I will beat them to death with one punch, the White Tiger Clan is too bullying, they don't even We take it seriously."

"Why do the disciples of the Qinglong clan die and say that we are murderers?"

Mao Mao said angrily: "That's right, we haven't even seen anyone from the Qinglong clan, how can we kill them?"

The two were back to back, surrounded by a group of people, and it was impossible to leave.

"Boom..."

"Clatter..."

...

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, Meng Lei's clothes were soaked, and his eyes were burning.

"Om..."

The sword sounded suddenly, and the cold light flickered.

suddenly.

Two disciples of the White Tiger Clan cut through the night sky with long swords, and burst out from their bodies the aura of a fierce tiger in the forest. At the same time, their strength suddenly increased, arousing the power of the White Tiger blood in their bodies, and the whole person looked like a fierce tiger .

Not waiting for Meng Lei to rush out, Mao Mao twisted his eyes, raised his head to let out a roar of a blood-eyed maned lion, startled the night sky, and then grasped his hands fiercely, and the two four-leaf wind blades were like shining giants. The knife, shining bright white under the lightning.

Before the sword energy struck, Mao Mao's arms doubled in size, his veins bulged, and he swung it fiercely.

The wind blade whizzed up.

Gusts of wind were rolled up, and the rainwater dripping on the wind blade followed the trend, and under the impact of huge force, it turned into countless sword rains, like bullets fired at high speed, and rushed towards the sword energy inspired by the immortal divine power.

"Little wind blade, overestimated..."

The voice of contempt sounded.

As soon as the long sword was cut, the immortal divine power in the two of them skyrocketed again. The wind blade released by Maomao they didn't pay attention to at all, but it was only in the realm of a saint. Rainbow, facing it head-on, impartial.

"hey-hey……"

"Baldhead, it's up to you."

Maomao looked as if he had succeeded in his trickery, and there was a smile that he couldn't hide from the corner of his mouth.

Meng Lei's eyes moved, and the rain around him bounced away, and his fists sank. At the moment when the long sword collided with Mao Mao's wind blade, he stretched his hind legs, and rushed out with a speed like lightning, shocking the sky, and a faint light flashed on his body. A halo of light emanated faintly from his body.

"boom!"

"Boom..."

The long sword cut down the wind blade heavily, and the wind blade exploded loudly, and a cloud of white smoke spread quickly without being restricted by the rain. At this moment, the hearts of the two white tiger disciples suddenly sank, knowing that they had been fooled, and when they were about to quit, a giant vajra Buddha suddenly appeared.

The strength of the fists was extremely thick, and they hit their chests heavily.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

There were two dull crashing sounds. The two of them dragged their feet on the ground, their whole bodies were sunken, their eyes were protruding, and blood was dripping from the corners of their mouths, and they flew out backwards, from the street to the end of the street. Four deep slashes were drawn on the street. ravine.

"Poof, poof."

Blood spurted wildly, and the two passed out, completely losing the ability to fight. …

"They're two trash again, people from the White Tiger Clan are nothing more than that." Maomao's expression was cold and disdainful, and he finally vented his anger today. He looked coldly at the remaining White Tiger Clan disciples, and said coldly: "If you don't accept it, don't give up again." Come up and see how I kill you."

Extremely domineering.

suddenly.

Several black shadows appeared in the night sky in an instant, and fell heavily, the bluestone floor under his feet was cracked, his eyes were murderous, he stared at Mao Mao coldly, and said: "What a breath, the little saint's realm is so arrogant , don’t let you see how powerful you are, do you really think that there is no one in my White Tiger Clan?”

The three shadows that fell were Murong Wu, Murong Kuang, and Murong Liang.

The three of them are all at the peak of Immortal God of War, and they are the best among the young elites of the White Tiger Clan. They are only one step away from the Immortal Supreme Realm. Just now they heard Mao Mao's words, the three of them were secretly angry, and they couldn't bear it for a moment.

Maomao looked slightly startled, but was stopped by Meng Lei when he was about to speak.

"Peak of the Immortal God of War, you are not their opponent." Meng Lei's eyes sank, he stood in front of Maomao, looked at Murong Wudao: "Why do you want to besiege and kill us? Do you think we will be the murderers of the Qinglong clan? ?”

"At first I thought it was."

"Not anymore."

Murong Wu said truthfully that their strength is only in the realm of saints, even if they have the power to reach the sky, it is impossible to kill the Qinglong disciple of the Immortal Supreme, and it is impossible to kill the Qinglong disciple with one move.

"Since we are not murderers, why do you still want to hunt us down?" Meng Lei frowned. He now knows the dominance of the White Tiger Clan. The attackers are all sent out, and it seems that they are determined to kill them.

Murong Wu smiled lightly, and said: "Because we need to give Qinglong and Suzaku clan an explanation, and you just hit the muzzle of the gun, it is your fate. Who told you to kill my disciples of the White Tiger clan? Just settle everything On your heads, we not only have an account for them, but also avenged the dead disciples."

"So, you must die!"

"It's your bad luck, haha..."

"Ha ha……"

Murong Kuang and Murong Liang laughed for a long time.

"Hold."

"I knew that there were no good people in the White Tiger Clan. They were all a bunch of despicable people. What about the Four Gods and Beasts? Shit, what a fucking shame." Mao Mao was furious and cursed directly.

"court death!"

Murong Wu stared, and the majestic immortal divine power gushed out crazily, murderous intent secretly arose.

The other two also released their zhenqi, and the spiritual coercion of the Immortal God of War invaded Mao Mao's sea of ​​consciousness like mountains and seas, instantly suppressing Mao Mao tightly.

Facing the spiritual coercion of the Immortal God of War, he was completely powerless to resist.

And at this time.

The halo emanating from the mysterious graphic on Meng Lei's chest was a bit stronger. Before Murong Wu could charge up, his figure was like a ghost, and there was a flash of light in the night sky. Down.

Murong Kuang and Murong Liang were shocked, and they had no choice but to put away their mental pressure and retreat a few steps.

After Mao Mao's mental pressure was relieved and he regained consciousness, Meng Lei stepped on his hind legs, and suddenly withdrew, yelling heavily: "Escape!!!"

Mao Mao stared blankly.

He frowned fiercely, and his eyes showed a trace of reluctance, "You bald man, you must live."

"Whoosh..."

The figure shuttled out like the wind.

Murong Wu didn't move, and the other two didn't chase after him, and the three of them showed faint smiles at the same time.

"Boom!"

There was a dull crashing sound in the darkness, and then Mao Mao floated down like a kite with a broken string, and there was one person standing in the dark void, Murong Xuan, an elite disciple of the White Tiger Clan who was also in the realm of the Immortal God of War. …

Meng Lei didn't expect that there was an Immortal War God hidden around him.

Maomao's face was pale, his life was hanging by a thread, he looked up at Meng Lei, smiled faintly, and said, "Bald, I think I'm the boss..."

Meng Lei was furious, and his body trembled violently.

Mao Mao and Xiao Mo were both cultivated by Qin Tian, ​​and they are both the young master's brothers, but their lives are in danger now, but he can't protect them, that kind of hatred makes the power of the mysterious blood in his body burst out, The powerful force caused the meridians in his body to explode one by one.

His eyes flashed with golden light, he clenched his fists, and roared, "Death!"

"Alas,,,"

The voice broke out like a storm, and the four Immortal God of War powerhouses were stunned at the same time. They did not expect Meng Lei to burst out with such a powerful force, and even their spiritual coercion of the Immortal God of War could not penetrate Meng Lei's sea of ​​consciousness at all. , puzzled, the four of them looked at each other alternately, and rushed up almost simultaneously.

The four immortal God of War peak powerhouses, the immortal divine power they refined at the same time merged into one, quadrupling the original power.

As soon as he read it, the space continued to distort.

Meng Lei was not afraid, the blood moon on his body, the scorching sun shining brightly, the corner of his mouth moved, his right foot stepped heavily, the bluestone turned into powder, and a golden light shield formed on his body, resisting the attack of the immortal divine power refined by the four people.

At the same time, Meng Lei clenched his right hand tightly, and the huge ax made a heavy roar.

"burst!!!"

With one stroke of the giant axe, thunder and lightning flashed, and the right hand seemed to be unafraid of lightning, and the giant ax was like a bridge connecting the sky and the earth. The fire splattered, sweeping away thousands of troops with tens of kilometers of lightning in the sky, and swept out.

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

...

Like a kitchen knife chopping a wire, a scene of sparks and lightning appeared all the way.

The street was full of light, and a giant lightning dragon wreaked havoc with the torrential sweep of the giant axe.

"Boom."

"Pfft,,,"

"ah,,"

"How can it be?"

...

The four of them, together with several other disciples, were all blown away by the lightning, and their bodies were scorched black, and they were in a terrible state of distress. It looks like four beggars.

At the peak of the saint realm, he alone fights against the peak powerhouses of the four immortal gods of war. He is extremely powerful.

Meng Lei is like a killing god incarnated by a giant Vajra Buddha. He is so ferocious that people can't stand it. His aura is extremely compelling and domineering.

"A bunch of trash."

"You can't even beat a person in the realm of a saint. It's really embarrassing for the White Tiger Clan..."

The shadow flickered.

Murong Ran quietly landed behind Meng Lei.

The sound just fell.

Cold sweat dripped from Meng Lei's forehead, his heart shrank, and he secretly said: "Immortal Venerable and Powerful..."