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Chapter 4007: The battle God’s origin text takes action
The people of the battle Saint tribe cast their gazes at the battle God Yuan Wen. Clearly, the battle God Yuan Wen was the main character in the battle Saint tribe.
"Hehe!"
Fighting God Yuan Wen chuckled. Suddenly, a purple-gold halberd appeared in his hand, and a powerful aura spread out.
Bang!
Yuan Wen took a step forward. His purple-gold halberd enlarged rapidly and slashed out.
The target of his attack was actually the samoro!
The purple-gold halberd cut through the void, and the power it released had actually reached the ninth level of divine Emperor. 𝙣𝒐𝙫𝙥𝙪𝙗.𝙘𝙤𝙢
It had to be said that Yuan Wen’s strength was astonishing. His current cultivation was only at the peak of the first level divine Emperor realm. However, when he took out his great killing weapon, he actually reached the ninth level divine Emperor realm. It was extremely terrifying.
It wasn’t that the great weapon of the battle God Yuan text was more advanced and profound than the mysterious ice rod. It could only be said that this purple-gold halberd was an ancestral halberd of the battle Saint tribe, and it was more compatible with the battle God Yuan text.
The samoro’s expression changed. He struck out a palm and a huge palm formed, blocking the attack of the purple-gold halberd.
"Brother, what do you mean by this? We don’t seem to have any grudges, right?"
what’s wrong? " samoro’s face turned cold as he asked.
we have no enmity between us, but I don’t agree to you killing mu Yun. He’s my opponent, and only I can kill him. You can’t!
The yuan Wen battle halberd of the God of combat pointed at the samoro and said with a cold face.
At the side, Lu Ming was speechless.
As for samoro, his face was extremely ugly.
He didn’t expect Yuan Wen to attack him for such a reason.
if you want to find an opponent, I’ll be your opponent. However, I must kill mu Yun today!
Said the samoro.
"You?"
Yuan Wen’s eyes showed contempt and he said, " "You can’t, you’re still far from it!"
The samoro was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
He was actually looked down upon. He was a demon prodigy who had awakened the ancestral demon bloodline and was the most talented prodigy in the history of the eight Snake Mountain range. He was actually looked down upon by Battle God Yuan Wen. He was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, and his eyes were extremely cold.
He was calculating in his heart how he should get rid of Lu Ming, Ling Yuwei, and the rest before dealing with the battle God’s yuan Wen.
He had already sentenced Yuan Wen to death in his heart.
Lu Ming and Ling Yuwei did not say anything. They were seizing the moment to recover.
"Get lost. If you don’t get lost, I can only beat you until you get lost!"
The battle God’s origin text was overbearing.
"You’re looking for death!"
kill! the samoro roared. With a flash, it charged toward Yuan Wen.
BOOM!
Yuan Wen, the God of combat, was as aggressive as a Tiger. His halberd was powerful, and he exchanged a blow with the samoro. However, Yuan Wen was no match for him, and he was forced to retreat.
The samoro chased after him in a hurry, wanting to kill Yuan Wen in one go.
"I’ll fight you with my cultivation base of sixth level divine Emperor realm, young master Yuanwen!"
From the battle Saint tribe, a tall and sturdy young man stepped out. His Qi was exuding, and his entire body was shining with a reddish-gold light. He brandished a long spear, thrusting it towards the samoro.
BOOM!
The two of them exchanged a blow, and their bodies trembled as they retreated at the same time.
Clearly, this genius of the battle Saint tribe was also extremely powerful. His cultivation was at the sixth level of the divine Emperor realm, but his combat strength wasn’t any weaker than that of the samoros.
"Now!"
At that moment, Lu Ming and Ling Yuwei made their moves at the same time.
Whoosh!
Ling Yuwei used the last of her strength and shot out a shocking arrow. It pierced through the void and shot towards the samoro.
The arrow let out a terrifying howl as it tore through everything. It was as if nothing could stop it.
At the same time, Lu Ming waved the ice mystical rod and channeled the last of his strength into the ice mystical rod to launch his most powerful attack. The huge rod shadow was like a mountain, pressing down on the samoro.
The timing of their attacks was extremely good. It was just as the samoro and the genius from the battle Saint tribe exchanged a blow and retreated. The two of them then made their moves.
The purpose of the two of them attacking was not to kill the samoro.
The two of them knew that even if they joined forces, it would be difficult to kill the samoro. Their goal was to force the other party to reveal his true identity.
In the face of life and death, it would be very difficult to hide.
As expected, the pupils of the samoros contracted sharply, and all the hair on his body stood on end. A sense of crisis burst out from his heart.
Roar!
At this critical moment, the samoro roared and a dense demonic Qi rushed out of his body. At the same time, his body began to change dramatically.
A pair of demonic wings stretched out, and at the same time, his body grew larger, with wide fangs.
The samoro had completely revealed its demon form.
This was because his demon form was his strongest form.
In the face of danger, he subconsciously transformed into his demon form to avoid the danger.
Transforming into his demonic form, the samoro let out a loud roar. His demonic claws reached out, first destroying the arrows shot by Ling Yuwei, and then blocking the attack of the mysterious ice rod.
"Die!"
The samoro roared and charged towards Lu Ming and Ling Yuwei.
Lu Ming and Ling Yuwei retreated quickly.
When they attacked, they quickly retreated. However, their speed was no match for the samoro.
However, they had dandan.
When they made their move, they had already discussed their retreat.
"Rise!"
Dandan shouted, and a large formation appeared. Then, the large formation condensed into a turtle shell and blocked in front of the samoro.
BOOM!
The samoro’s claw landed on the turtle shell and made an ear-piercing sound. Dense cracks appeared on the turtle shell, but it still managed to block the samoro’s attack.
That was enough.
Yuan Wen and the others had already reacted.
demon! It’s really a demon!
this person’s aura is so strong. He has such combat strength even though he’s only at the sixth level of the divine Emperor realm. He must be a peerless heaven’s favorite among the evil demons!
"We can’t let him leave!"
Loud roars rang out.
Yuan Wen, the battle God, and the other Supreme talent of the battle Saint tribe reacted the fastest. They immediately took action. A purple-gold halberd and a golden spear were thrust toward the samoro.
In the face of their attacks, the samoro could not be bothered to continue attacking Lu Ming and the rest. It could only turn around to block them.
At this time, the others also reacted and made their moves.
This included the Buddha race.
"Amitabha, demon, this poor monk will release your soul from purgatory!"
The true Buddha was covered in golden light. The Buddha light above his head shone brightly. He struck out with his palm, and a huge Golden Palm print was sent toward the samoro. The power was astonishing.
At the same time, the other members of the battle Saint tribe and the Buddha race also made their moves. All sorts of attacks were launched at the Samsara.
"Detestable!"
die! the samoro roared. The devil’s blade appeared and he slashed out continuously, blocking the attacks.
However, he was besieged by so many people, and there were a few of them who were very powerful, not much weaker than him.
For example, that heaven’s pride expert from the battle Saint tribe who was wielding a long spear. That true expert from the Buddha race had extremely strong combat strength and wasn’t any weaker than him. With so many people attacking him, the Samsara couldn’t withstand it either. Although he managed to block the attacks, he was forced to retreat continuously.
