Chapter 1605 Heavenly Divine Weapon, Nine Dragon Pan
At this time, above the clouds, among the nine figures, a hoarse voice sounded first.
"You are really still alive, Mu Yan..."
"Ha... if I die, who will kill you shameless old dogs? Who will avenge the emperor?" Mu Yan scolded without any politeness.
"Alas..." At this time, another figure suddenly sighed: "Mu Yan, it's been tens of thousands of years, haven't you come out of your original obsession? Mu Tian is already dead, and the past magical transformation
The sky no longer exists, so why should you..."
"shut up!"
At this moment, Mu Yan was already furious: "Hmph! Those who deceive the world and steal the reputation! If you hadn't attacked the emperor secretly, how could the emperor have fallen?"
"Hmph! You can't blame us! As the Emperor of Heaven, he actually empathizes with ants, and even wants to give the emperor's heart to those ants. How can we endure it?"
"Mu Yan, hand over that girl! If we gain the Emperor's Heart, you will be the tenth Great Heavenly Lord!"
"Great Heavenly Lord...hehehe! Bah! Just stay here today!"
The moment he finished speaking, Mu Yan lightly tapped the crutch in his hand.
"call……"
A ray of golden light rose from where the crutch landed and spread violently in all directions.
Under the influence of the golden light, it was seen that the huge hole in the sky had been completely filled.
"What!"
Seeing this, the tone of the nine phantoms on the cloud changed slightly, and when they realized it, their retreat had disappeared.
"You...you deliberately lured us here!"
"Exactly!" Mu Yan's body slowly rose into the air, his whole body exuding golden light: "This state will isolate everything from the gods, including the formation you rely on to survive... Without the supply of cause and effect from all living beings, you will not be able to survive."
How long can it last?”
"You want to kill us all by yourself?"
"wishful thinking!"
"Mu Yan, since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust!"
"Everyone! Let's work together to kill Mu Yan and take back that girl!"
As soon as the words fell, nine figures rushed down into the sky at the same time. For a moment, the power of various elements and the power of various avenues fell down with the nine people at the same time.
With such power, even if others only felt a little residual power, they couldn't help but feel frightened!
"retreat!"
At that moment, the heavenly beings who were fighting vigorously around them did not care about anything else and immediately withdrew towards the periphery of the small world.
But in the center of that force, Mu Yan remained motionless, holding the sky with one hand.
"hold head high!"
Then a dragon roar suddenly rose up, and eight golden dragons appeared around the old man, competing against the power of the nine great gods!
"Boom!"
A loud noise was heard, and the whole small world could not help but be shaken.
At this moment, everyone in the small world is trembling in their hearts, and they are all worried. If this continues, will this small world really be able to support the battle of these ten people?
The nine great gods are very strong!
But Mu Yan, who seemed to be dying, seemed stronger!
He was actually able to fight against nine great gods with his own strength!
"Nine Dragon Pan... That old guy Mu Tian actually gave this thing to you!" After the lingering power, nine old men dressed in different styles retreated one after another. When they saw the astrolabe in Mu Yan's palm, they all had strange expressions on their faces.
Mu Yan did not reply, but silently injected the spiritual power into the astrolabe.
"hold head high!"
In an instant, the dragon roared suddenly, and the eight dragon shadows headed towards the nine people again!
This Nine Dragon Plate is a divine weapon of heaven owned by Mutian, the transformed Heavenly Emperor in the past. It contains the way of the emperor. It is said that all nine dragons can come out together and kill all living beings under the Heavenly Emperor.
However, with Mu Yan's power, he could only move eight of the dragon shadows. After all, he was still a hair short of the legendary realm!
"No wonder you dare to lead us into this situation! So this is what you rely on?"
"But you have underestimated us! Just a Nine-Dragon Plate... is not enough!"
As soon as he finished speaking, various weapons appeared in the palms of the nine people.
Knives, swords, guns, sticks...
There are nine pieces in total, all of which are magic weapons!
Seeing these magic weapons, the hatred in Mu Yan's eyes became even stronger: "These nine magic weapons were all given by the emperor in the past! Now that you have betrayed the emperor, what qualifications do you have to use them again?"
"Hmph...that's so sanctimonious! I think you also want to use that little girl to get the emperor's heart, right?"
"In these tens of thousands of years, the nine of us have at least maintained the stability of the gods. What have you done? What qualifications do you have to judge our merits and demerits?"
"..."
As he spoke, these ten people were already fighting!
The nine Great Heavenly Lords have divine weapons in their hands, but their combat power is terrifying, and the scope of the battle is getting wider and wider.
Then they saw eight of the Great Heavenly Lords entangled in eight dragon shadows respectively, and the last one concentrated on attacking Mu Yan himself.
With one against nine, Mu Yan was able to maintain his momentum in a short period of time, but with just a Nine Dragon Plate, it was difficult for him to make a breakthrough!
Looking at Feng Wuchen, after everyone retreated to the border, fighting broke out again.
There are quite a few Heavenly Lords who have entered the small world with the Nine Heavenly Lords, and most of them are early stage or middle stage Heavenly Lords.
Nowadays, with Feng Wuchen's strength, most Tianzun in the early stage can't get past ten moves in front of him. Only in the middle stage of Tianzun can he fight back and forth with him.
Feng Wuchen has not experienced such a hearty battle for a long time!
> In this battle, he didn't even use the power of his demonic body. He just used his sword skills to kill the opponent's celestial beings to a rout!
"Concubine! How dare you bully my soldier, Si'erlang!"
At this time, a deep voice sounded, and a tall man was seen, wearing dark green armor, riding a blood-red Pegasus, holding a green dragon sword, and slashed at Feng Wuchen.
"Buzz!"
That broadsword is actually a rare magic weapon with extraordinary power, and the blood-red Pegasus under its crotch is a mutant with a cultivation level comparable to that of the Heavenly Lord.
This person's cultivation level is not higher than the sixth level of Tianzun Realm, but the power of the combination of man and horse can stabilize the ordinary Tianzun in the later stage.
Such existences, even today, are considered to be among the most talented ones!
"Finally, here's someone who can fight! There's no point in chopping melons and vegetables all the time! I'll fight you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Wuchen held the Burning Yang Sword, stepped on Yin and Yang, and faced him with a sword!
The two of them exchanged blows with each other and exchanged several moves. They were evenly matched and neither could do anything to the other.
"boom!"
It was another duel of moves, but the two of them were still unscathed, but the residual power of the sword energy and saber energy affected Chi Yu.
Seeing that the battle had been fruitless for a long time, the burly man holding a big sword suddenly became worried and simply pulled off his upper body armor, revealing the tattoos all over his body.
"It's no fun to keep fighting like this! You might as well show some real skills!"
Feng Wuchen raised the corner of his mouth and said: "If I show my true skills, people will die..."
"Ha!" The man chuckled, poured all his spiritual power into the tattoo on his upper body, and said solemnly: "What a coincidence! Me too!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the tattoos on his body were already glowing with blood-red light. While his vitality was flourishing, his aura was also increasing. In an instant, a strong fighting spirit filled half of the battlefield.
Chapter completed!