Chapter 1394: 120,000 Disciples With Broken Arms Reveal Their Aspirations! Two Hundred and Eleven Masters Are Immortal! !

Chen Mengxiaofei went to the side of the sword array, raised the flying sword in his right hand and pointed at Meng Pingqing, and said, "What's wrong with Xiao Sheng's Good Fortune Gate? Even though my Good Fortune Gate is an ordinary sect, my Good Fortune Gate fights against and kills the demon clans." , How much blood and sweat did you put in for the three cities of my human race? Did you kill them as soon as you killed them? My million disciples, even if they were not sacrificed by your blood, would have nothing to do with you. Qingtian Peak??"

"Return the life of my Good Fortune Sect disciple!"

"Don't say that you are not a great sage of the human race, even if you are a great sage of the human race, I, a disciple of Good Fortune Sect, will absolutely swear against you!"

"Even if you are a great sage of the human race, you will never be able to be the supreme of the world. With despicable methods and vicious thoughts, what qualifications do you have to lead the human race?"

While speaking, 120,000 monks flew over angrily, weren't they the surviving Good Fortune Gate disciples?

Tens of thousands of monks stood still and formed a magic circle in an orderly manner.

If a pair of angry eyes could penetrate Meng Pingqing's uncondensed body, Meng Pingqing would have fallen into reincarnation long ago.

"Haha..." There is no need for Meng Pingqing to speak, the thirty-three leaders of the fairy alliance laughed at the same time, and said, "I have been looking for you for tens of thousands of years, I don't know where you are hiding, but now you are doing well, throw yourself into the net..."

"Chen Mengxiao..." Meng Pingqing said coldly, watching the thirty-three leaders of the Immortal Alliance lead their disciples to stand in front of Chen Mengxiao and other Good Fortune Sect disciples, "I repeat, I have never thought about blood sacrifices to the Good Fortune Sect disciples. I want to recruit the disciples of Good Fortune Sect into our Heavenly Alliance to fight against the demon clan..."

"Bah!" Chen Mengxiao spat and scolded angrily, "You're already messing with the Great Sage of the Monster Race, and you dare to lead my human race to fight against the Monster Race? Even if the old man dies, he will never join the Heavenly Alliance. The door and the Tianmeng swear to be incompatible!"

"That's right!" A fit monk beside Chen Mengxiao raised his voice, "I'm just like Clan Master Chen, we swore to break our arm, and in this life, we swore to be incompatible with the Heavenly Alliance, and we will never join the Heavenly Alliance..."

After finishing speaking, the fit monk raised his right hand and waved, the monk's left arm broke, and it exploded with a "poof...", but before the flesh and blood flew down, "whoosh..." The blood tablet in Long Wuqian's hand could no longer be controlled, and along with the flesh and blood, it exploded. Fei fell to the side of Chen Mengxiao.

"I'm sorry!" Long Wuqian didn't have any fear, and cupped his hands in a leisurely manner, "I can't control my superficial cultivation!"

"Little brother, it's okay..." Chen Mengxiao smiled at Long Wuqian, and said, "I've heard what you said. We may not be Meng Pingqing's opponent, but our heart...is not easy for anyone to obliterate. We It is even more impossible to lower your head to any vicious person!"

"Puff..." The Good Fortune Sect disciples were more ruthless than millions of low-level monks, but in a short while, the left arms of 120,000 monks were all broken!

The 120,000 one-armed monks stood behind the one-armed Chen Mengxiao, and they were truly united!

"Hahaha..." Meng Pingqing laughed again, and the dragon pattern hovering around his waist surged down again. An extremely majestic dragon figure was about to take shape, and the aura that was second only to the previous silver light began to flow from the Throne of Creation. Meng Pingqing's arrogant voice resounded in the thunder, "Millions of good old men are not afraid, but a group of defeated generals with limbs and arms dare to question this old man?"

"Boom..." A thunderstorm sounded from the distant twilight, and a middle-aged man in a thunder robe stepped on the thunder cloud. Isn't it the head of Yu Leizong?

Stepping out dryly, he said coldly: "That's right, they are a group of defeated generals with broken limbs and arms. They were defeated by their trust in humanity, they were defeated by their own brothers, and they have no power to earn anything for themselves! But, And us! We were unable to protect them, let them be displaced, and let them endure humiliation. Now, we are here, we want to stand in front of them, we... want to get justice for them, and we are just like those ants Like a monk, I want to ask you, Meng Pingqing, who gave you the guts to join hands with the Great Sage of the Monster Race to destroy my million disciples of the Human Race? If you don’t give me Yu Lei Zong an explanation, I will be the same as Yu Lei Zong The Heavenly Alliance will never die!!"

"Master..." Gan Xiao couldn't help crying again, he didn't hate his own weakness, he rejoiced that the master's word once again spoke to his heart!

"And my Xuanmeng!!" Behind Gan Zheng, Jin Cheng, the leader of the Xuanmeng, who was flashing golden light all over his body, turned out, and also raised his hand and pointed at Meng Pingqing and said, "The old man knows that my Xuanmeng is not as good as your Tianmeng, but Yizhi Therefore, I am not afraid, our Xuanmeng also wants you to give me Xuanmeng, to give an explanation to the human race in the world, even if you become a great saint, even if you are the number one in the human race, my Xuanmeng is the same... I will never die with the Tianmeng! "

"Boom..." In another direction, a blue light pierced through the sky, and the Daomeng Cangsongzi flew out, "That's right! There is also my Daomeng, don't give me an explanation, my Daomeng and the Tianmeng will never die!!"

"And I, the Kunlun School..."

"And I, Bliss Sect..."

As the heads of the various sects appeared, one by one bluntly blamed Meng Pingqing. The disciples of the various factions who had been downcast before were now as excited as a chicken blood. It turned out that the heads were not the ones they imagined. There is still justice in this world!

Although the crowd was excited, there were 211 sect masters and celestial alliance leaders who stood up and surrounded Qingtian Peak, but on Qingtian Peak, on the throne of fortune, Meng Pingqing's body remained motionless! And in the thunder, Meng Pingqing's physical body has been completely condensed, and the dragon figure is slowly falling into the physical body.

"Kachacha..." A series of thunderbolts emerged from the void again, striking down crazily!

Meng Pingqing flew out from the Creation Throne, stood tall, looked around and said coldly: "Kill!"

"Yes!" The leaders of the Thirty-Three Immortals Alliance agreed, leading their disciples to fly up, and the seven sword puppets raised their hands at the same time, and seven sword lights shot out into the sky!

"Kill!" The more than two hundred sect masters were not unprepared, they all waved the array flags and other things, and the disciples who had been ambushing for a long time flew out...

"Haha..." Seeing that a bloody battle was about to start, Meng Pingqing's blood spurted out. He laughed and slapped himself on the door. The horse's breath pierced through the air and soared into the sky!

"Scrub..."

The two blood-colored suns suddenly gave birth to two beams of light, which ignored the space and directly shone on Meng Pingqing's body, while on the other side, the three moons also shone brightly, and the moonlight also condensed into beams of light and fell!

At the same time, colorful rays of light began to gather above Meng Pingqing's head, and the splendor that looked like a crown began to fall!

"Not good! Meng Pingqing is about to become a saint!"

"Quickly stop..."

"Yes, take advantage of the catastrophe and kill him!"

"Boom boom boom..." In the distant spiritual world, the space of the holy list roared, and the holy list, which had been silent for an unknown number of years, began to vibrate!