Chapter 2173 * 10 Pairs of Taste

At this moment, the entire Mount Sumeru instantly became a purgatory on earth. More than 300,000 human cultivators were forced to have no way out by their spirits. Life was harvested.

Life, at this moment, seems insignificant and fragile. For everyone who enters the God Realm, these are tests, and those who can finally enter the God Realm are not one in ten.

"Mount Sumeru has collapsed. Under the thunder, it was completely razed to the ground. There are so many spirits here. Our situation may be dangerous."

Amokh Khan said in a deep voice, his face changed several times, they couldn't find Boss Jiang Chen, at this moment, they were already desperate, and even everyone said that Boss Jiang Chen might have fallen, one person said they didn't believe it, Two people, three people, and ten people still don't believe it, but when tens of thousands of people say that, ten thousand people become tigers, they have no choice but to believe it.

"We have to leave quickly, otherwise, these spirits are likely to devour us. This group of terrifying guys are really too powerful. In their hands, ordinary ninth-level immortal emperors are as easy as the autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves. There is no way to fight back.”

Lu Dong was also extremely dignified. If he didn't leave, the entire army would probably be wiped out. The current Mount Sumeru is completely in chaos.

"I won't go, if you want to go, you go, if you want to see people, if you want to see people, if you want to see dead bodies, I must see Mr. Jiang Chen's body, otherwise, I will definitely not leave."

Jiang Xinxin was incomparably serious. At this moment, no one would have thought that she would be so firm and firmly believe that Mr. Jiang Chen must still be alive.

"Now, I'm afraid I can't leave even if I want to. With so many spirits, the people here may not be able to leave."

King Ye Shengyun said indifferently, even he was a little moved at this moment.

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's fight? Haha, even if we die, we still have to take a few backs, not to mention, we may not lose."

Amokh Khan laughed and said that he looked very calm and unhurried. At this time, the most important and rarest thing was that he would put life and death aside.

"Amokh Khan is right, even if Young Master Jiang Chen is gone, we can't lose his people, Sword God League, we will never leave a bastard, kill me!"

Lu Dong took the lead and rushed into the crowd, killing until the sky was dim.

Nearly 300,000 terrifying human cultivators fought back vigorously. Each of them knew that if they didn't fight to the death at this time, no one would survive, because the moment they entered the tomb of the gods, they were prepared to fight back. Bullied by these gods and spirits, countless people and companions died in the hands of these gods and spirits. They are the death hooks for the strong human beings.

Mo Ling Dongchen and Luo Wenhao, riding in the lead, are invincible. The strength of both of them has reached the late stage of the False God level, and Mo Ling Dongchen is even better. The white clothes are better than the snow, the feather fan and the scarf, the mast and scull are wiped out, invincible, dozens of The soul was crushed by it in an instant.

Luo Wenhao and Goddess Luo were not to be outdone. With the cooperation of the two, they were no weaker than Mo Ling Dongchen. Thousands of spirits were completely broken in their hands, and their souls were scattered.

"Not bad, there are still such masters, it seems that they are not from this world."

Gongyang Juemu smiled slightly, and when he saw Mo Ling Dongchen, he recognized at a glance that this was a Mohist from the God Realm. As a generation of God Emperor powerhouses, Gongyang Juemu was once a super powerhouse in the God Realm, but now he is If you have fallen to this point, you have to collect the spirits and spirits of millions of strong human beings to be able to re-fall into reincarnation and return to the god position.

"Young man, are you very strong, a member of the Mo family?"

Gongyang Juemu said with a smile.

"Who are you? I didn't expect that you even know that I am from the Mo family."

Mo Ling Dongchen looked at Gongyang Juemu, and said in a deep voice, the other party can know his own strength and background just by relying on his own skills. This person is very scary. He may have been a super powerful master during his lifetime.

"Who am I? Hehehe, who is your Patriarch?"

Gongyang Juemu said with a smile.

"Mo Fang."

"Mo Fang? Has this guy actually become the head of the Mo family? Haha. It's really different. I think back then, when I was in the God Realm, Mo Fang was just a junior of the Mo family. But it's still considered Heroes of the younger generation, I also went to your Mo family once, but in the end, we broke up unhappy."

Gongyang Juemu shook his head and sighed.

"You are?"

Mo Ling Dongchen's pupils constricted. This guy really seemed to be a peerless and fierce man many years ago.

"Rams are extinct."

"Have not heard."

Mo Ling Dongchen said lightly.

Gongyang Juemu's face froze slightly, and the corners of his mouth became more and more gloomy.

"I didn't expect that you are really a guy who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, so you can die here. No matter what you are here for, this tomb of the gods is not for you to come and leave whenever you want."

Gongyang Juemu gritted his teeth and glared at Mo Ling Dongchen. He originally wanted to see Mo Ling Dongchen's shocked expression. He thought that he was the overlord in the God Realm back then, but he didn't expect that the other party was not surprised, but was full of disdain for him.

"Even if you were a peerless god emperor before your death, you are still just a divine soul now. It may not be so easy to kill me."

Mo Ling Dongchen sneered.

"It seems that you are not worried about your current situation at all. Well, let me let you understand that the God Realm and the God Tomb are two completely different regions. You are destined to come here for the inheritance of the Craftsman God. If you want to die here, you must have seen the majesty of the Craftsman God, so if you die here, it is considered a worthy death. It is already considered a great blessing for you to be able to escape from the underground sacred treasure, but it is a pity that you met again me."

Gongyang Juemu held a long sword in his hand and pointed it at Mo Ling Dongchen, his expression became more and more gloomy, and the battle was on the verge of breaking out.

"Alright, let me see, how powerful is the peerless evil spirit millions of years ago?"

Mo Lingdongchen held the folding fan in his hand, and instead of retreating, he approached Gongyang Juemu. The two of them pointed their needles at the wheat awnings, and neither of them took half a step back. Terrifying thunder flashed out from Gongyang Juemu's long sword .

"This is my natal artifact, Thunder Sword, accept the baptism of Thunder now, young man. You will pay the price for your arrogance."

Gongyang Juemu seemed to have sentenced Mo Ling Dongchen to death.

"Even so, it is already a dilapidated artifact, just like your soul, no matter how brilliant you were in life, today, you are still just a centipede."

"I'm going to kill you!"

Gongyang Juemu let out a roar, his face was as gloomy as water, the two of them were completely engaged, and the smell of gunpowder between them also completely escalated.