Martial God Space

However, he finally did not see which Ye Mo is the race of the demon world. He could only see the magical skills of his cultivation. Even if he was not a demon, he could not be sure, because the Mozu was the Megatron. Their name is also extremely loud.

There are many people who practice the magic of the Mozu in the heavens and the world, not just the Mozu.

His expression suddenly dignified a bit, and the person who could not see him at all, even if it was a hidden foot, was enough to see him very well.

And he couldn't imagine it at all. Ye Mo simply entered the **** shell as an old devil. Although the leader of the **** league is powerful, it is still far from being able to really see through the shell.

Ye Mo is also looking at the leader of the Alliance, and his follower Ye Xiwen, although most of the time, is not sleeping, or capturing the shell of God, but does not mean that he knows nothing about Ye Xiwen's current situation.

For Ye Xiwen, the leader of the Shenmeng is definitely one of the three mountains that are in the heart.

The existence of such a half-step sermon by the leaders of the Shenmeng Alliance is obvious. It is a common difference between the masters of the gods and the gods, so that Ye Xiwen feels so tricky.

But seeing the leader of the Alliance, with a sigh of breath, a cultivation, tyrannical, unfathomable, his entire body space has been distorted, sheltered him, although others seem to be here, but actually But it is not here.

Hey, he seems to find something, in the eyes, a burst of fine flashes, and then said: "Come on, you don't just want to play a game? Some people are itchy skin. It doesn't hurt!"

In the face of the provocation of Ye Mo's red fruit, the leader of the Shenmeng is actually indifferent. It’s just a faint saying: “Are you sure to intervene in me and his affairs? Our God League has always been with the Mozu, and it’s not a river. Do you want to change this situation?”

"You don't have to take the Mozu to pressure me. I don't have anything to do with them now, and if you have the ability to destroy the Mozu, you will kill it. It's ridiculous!" Ye Mo said with a cold smile, he is a lawless magic. Head, this statement may have some effect on Ye Xiwen. But if you want to scare him, it is still far away.

Moreover, he was originally a spirit, not a demon. If you have any feelings about the Mozu, it is not enough. If you want to scare him, it is still far away.

The leader of the gods frowned. However, he did not continue to test his words and practice to this point. Without exception, all of them are determined and determined. This meaningless temptation is useless.

"Brush!" And at this time. The leader of the Shenmeng directly sighed coldly, and suddenly there was an iron sword in his hand. A sword waved out, and the sword gas crushed all directions, and the invisible decompression. Directly crushed down in a shocking manner, directly on the spot towards Ye Mo. The epee has no front and big work, and the iron sword has exerted an amazing power in his hands.

This is a realm that ordinary people can't imagine.

"Hah, it's a bit interesting. Finally, there is a little interesting opponent. The former weak scum has no meaning at all!" Ye Mohaha laughed.

There are a lot of cold sweats that many mythical masters around listen to. In his eyes, those top masters who have broken through the seven heavens are actually weak.

At this time, Ye Mo also finally moved, there is no weapon, but a punched out.

"Reincarnation!"

Endless fierceness behind him, suddenly condensed a huge roulette, this huge roulette was divided into six equal parts, each representing a reincarnation.

This awkward rights turned into a grinding disc, directly rushing to the past against the Jianguang.

"Boom!"

A huge roar of sound, like the whole universe has become nothingness, the whole scene, earth-shattering.

The scenes of the two men's hands are terrible. Before Ye Xiwen's fight with the tyrants of the tyrants, compared with the confrontation in front of him, it is simply a small sorcerer. It is nothing.

"Ha ha ha, it's a bit interesting, pick me up again, the animal!"

Ye Mo screamed, the whole body of the golden real element began to smash, and in the void, it instantly turned into a golden country.

The void is shaking.

The two sides have already rushed into the sky, and a huge roulette has once again appeared in the void, constantly running up. When the turn turns to the animal road, it stops, but sees, in the void, countless The aura has been condensed, and countless beasts have been born, and some rare ancient beasts have already rushed out, and then rushed to the past with the leaders of the gods.

"Six reincarnations, you are the Ashura!" The leader of the gods suddenly slammed the pupil slightly.

The Ashura people are so fierce, even in the mysterious world, they are also the most powerful and terrifying ethnic group.

Among the devil world, it is one of the royal family. It is also very powerful in the heavens. They once had a great demon. The undead strong did not know how many, and the six reincarnations were Ashura. One of the family's housekeeping skills.

It can hardly be said that it is not rumored, let alone seeing Ye Mo, who has clearly cultivated this set of boxing methods to the point of shocking the world. It is not a shackle, it does not seem like it.

"In the six-round revolving boxing, the heavens are the most tyrannical, and the animal path is endless, but it is the most difficult one to cultivate. The many beasts that have been made out of this are all the ancient creatures that have been condensed in the blood. It’s not something that ordinary people can cultivate!”

In his mind, he flashed some of the six reincarnations in an instant. Such a famous boxing method has a lot of information circulating in the heavens and the world. Some cultivation methods are not secret.

He used to play with the masters of the Ashura, but compared with the ink in front of him, it is simply the difference between the clouds and mud, and even it seems that it is not the same.

The opponent he had encountered before, the **** road that was shot out, was at best a illusion of some strange animals, and in front of this, actually slammed some ancient beasts, dragons, phoenixes, 鲲鹏, unicorns, gods , and so on, there are many beasts that only exist in the legend, that is to say, he has tried his best to collect the blood of these beasts, and it is possible to refine it to such a degree. How did he do it?

But no matter what he thinks, Ye Mo's offensive, only in an instant, was suddenly smashed, and countless galloping beasts shattered, as if to devour everything for life.

Many mythical masters who watched the war far away, and these faces were scared when they saw these fierce beasts. Although they knew that this was just a boxing outcry, if they didn’t know it, I am afraid that these people would escape on the spot. There is no trace of the shadows. The ancient beasts of these myths can scream with the gods. Some of the murderous points are based on the gods. They are not adult and they are not able to provoke them.

What's more, so many fierce beasts come and go, no need to fight, just flee directly.

All of this is actually just the boxing of Ye Mo, which is enough to scare people.

In a blink of an eye, the offensive and defensive momentum is also easy.

The leader of the Shenmeng team directly extracted the recommendation and waved a sword. On the spot, the scorpion dragon that was rushed to the scene was directly killed and turned into a heavenly return.

But these fierce beasts are too many, just endless in general, rushing into life.

But in an instant, he was completely overwhelmed.

"What, is it necessary to win the battle?" Someone could not help but exclaim, and did not expect that the battle would have to be won within such a short period of time.

Everyone feels that it is unbelievable. Is such a top-level battle in such a short period of time that it will not be successful?

"The worm is a small skill, and I want to kill me!" The voice of the leader of the sect of the gods was transmitted from the tens of thousands of beasts, and then I saw that countless swords blew out directly, and the fierce beasts screamed. It was smashed.

And immediately followed by a long kendo, under the control of the leaders of the gods, like a long dragon, smashed toward Ye Mo.

And Ye Mo stepped forward, not afraid, in the sky, there is endless chaos pouring out.

He laughed happily: "Ha ha ha, it is a bit interesting, pick me up again, humane!"

On his fist, he directly transformed the kingdom of a human race. Above the kingdom of this race, the infinite red dust and turbidity are surging, forming a causal force, like trying to suppress everything. Live in general.

This is the endless power of the human race, enough to suppress everything between heaven and earth.

All the worlds are completely suppressed in an instant.

This is the power of humanity, not only the human race, but also the power of other races. Their willingness has turned into red and dusty, even if it is a god, it cannot compete with hundreds of millions of people.

Even if they can kill hundreds of millions of people, it is impossible to fight against the will of hundreds of millions of people. The so-called human meaning is God's will. This is almost a terrible force like the will of the sky. Whoever dares to contend, the gods must detour.

This is the power of terrible humanity, second only to the legendary heaven.

"Boom!"

The kendo long river and the humanistic roulette smashed into the void, and the sword gas was torn open, but it was suppressed by more red dust.

"Hey!"

The leader of the Shenmeng army has been retreating several steps, reluctantly stabilizing his body shape, looking at the void, and the red dust that has been slamming down into a red dust.

"Give me a break!"

The leader of the Shenmeng screamed and screamed, and the whole piece of emptiness violently fluctuated. His whole body suddenly appeared in a large array. On the big squad, countless swords swelled up and condensed directly into the void. The huge sword of great incomparableness slammed into the endless red dust and turbidity.