Chapter 1596 Eight Dragons

"Come here, come, Mu Feng's men are here!"

"What kind of race is that? Why have you never seen it on the mainland before?"

"Yeah, the face is so ferocious, it's not much more than the demons"

There was a burst of exclamation among the strong people in the Tianying realm, watching this group of people flying through the air.

And the people on Guangming Holy Island saw a large blood-colored cloud sweeping towards the sky, and they all looked into the void in surprise.

In the Holy Cult of Light, a strong man looked up at the blood cloud flying from the sky with a solemn expression.

"It's finally here, prepare for battle!"

A Tianying bishop yelled.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

As the words fell, streaks of white light shot towards the sky like shooting stars. On the ground, countless powerhouses rose up into the air. There were more than two hundred thousand disciples of the Light Cult in the Heavenly Soul Realm flying into the sky. The number of them was dozens of Shura clan times!

Numerous Emperors of the Heavenly Infant Realm of the Guangming Sacred Religion also showed up. In addition to the members of the sect, as well as the vassal powerhouses, there are no less than two hundred strong people of the Tianying Realm in the Guangming Shengjiao collection .

Mu Feng's men and horses flew to the void above the Holy Cult of Light, suspended in the sky, and looked at the crowd of powerful men who were densely packed on the opposite side at a distance of several thousand meters.

Although Mu Feng's Shura tribe was few and strong, none of them had fear in their eyes. On the contrary, they all had a burning fighting intent in their eyes, wanting to fight with blood.

The Eight Commanders of Shura, Mo Sanlang, Mo Hu, Kong Yan, Lei Shan, Diao Mei, Yang Chan, Zhou Wenquan, Mo Bao and others led a Shura warrior each.

Two hundred Zhanfeng emperors and other Asura experts from the Tianying realm stood behind Mu Feng, forming a terrifying force that swept across them.

In the void, the aura of the two men and horses stirred up a hurricane in the sky, blowing away the clouds.

"Pope of Light, come out"

Mu Feng said calmly, looking at the crowd of Guangming believers facing him.

On the opposite side of the crowd, a bright pope wearing a crown and holding a scepter also came out under the attention of countless people, and looked at Mu Feng indifferently.

"Demon Shura, I let you escape back then. I teach benevolence and righteousness. I didn't take the initiative to find you. How dare you collude with so many demons to make trouble with me?"

The Pope of Light looked at Mu Feng and shouted coldly, as if he was questioning a person who committed a serious crime.

"Don't talk to me about the way of benevolence and righteousness. You know what virtues Guangming teaches. Since I asked Mu Feng, you have taken the initiative to persecute me, Mu Feng. Today, all grievances should be settled eventually. The holy religion of light should be destroyed!"

Mu Feng said indifferently.

"Nonsense, I teach to preach the teachings, educate all people, and have immeasurable merits, but the Shura demons only know how to kill and feed on people, and the law of heaven does not tolerate it. I teach you to kill you, and I am doing justice for the heavens."

The Pope of Light snorted coldly, still wanting to stand on the highest point of morality.

"Walk the law for the sky? Are you a group of angels and lackeys worthy of saying the law for the sky? I, Mu Feng, am my own sky. I only firmly believe that my strength is my way. Cut the nonsense. Either my family will die today, or you will destroy it." , let’s fight, who will act for the heavens, after all, it depends on strength to speak.”

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

After Mu Feng finished speaking, Five Thousand Shuras roared, their fighting spirit soaring to the sky.

"The believers protected by the glory of the Lord, fight with me today and kill this group of demons, kill!"

The Pope of Light waved his scepter and ordered coldly.

"kill!"

Immediately, more than 200,000 strong men of the Holy Sect of Light roared, and a kill word shook the sky, and more than 200,000 people rushed towards the five thousand Shuras, and the vast and surging energy shook the void.

More than 200,000 kings of the Tianpo realm gathered together, and the immortals did not dare to face each other directly.

"The Eight Shuras obey orders!"

Mu Feng stood with his hands behind his back and said coldly.

"exist!"

The eight Asura warriors roared in response.

"Keep the Eight Heavenly Dragon Formation!"

Mu Feng ordered coldly, and immediately, eight Asura teams, each with more than 600 Tianpo Asuras, all operated the same spell, and condensed the same battle pattern.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

A series of bloody battle patterns intertwined and gathered on the bodies of the major leaders, and the origin power penetrated and converged.

"Roar……!"

Then, there was a roaring sound in the rolling blood energy, and eight blood-colored sky dragons roared out in the battle pattern, each of them turned into an energy source body and gathered into a blood-colored sky dragon.

This sky dragon is a kilometer long, constructed of blood power and battle patterns, with huge wings on its back, sharp minions, lifelike scales, thick and powerful forelimbs, different from ordinary dragons.

The aura exuded by each Tianlong is impressively at the peak of the Tianying realm!

The battle formation of the eight dragons, the top-grade battle formation in the ancient Yan Xiandian, is also one of the most proud battle formations of the ancient Yan immortals.

In this battle formation, the gods can truly destroy the world with the cooperation of immortals. As early as four years ago, when Mu Feng was discussing Mo Sanlang in secret, he passed on the battle pattern of the eight dragon formations and the combination method to the eight leaders.

"Roar……"

The eight heavenly dragons roared into the void and turned into eight blood rainbows. With the leader as the head of the dragon, they killed the 200,000 Guangming believers on the opposite side.

"This battle formation has increased its energy level by dozens of times in an instant. It's a terrifying battle formation. What kind of battle formation is this?"

The Daowen master of Youwenshi Hall looked at the eight dragon spirits in the battle formation and made a sound of shock.

"This battle formation is by no means all the battle formations on the mainland. Could it be that it is an immortal formation?"

Someone exclaimed suspiciously.

Boom...!

At this time, the eight heavenly dragons had rushed into the battle.

Thousands of kings of the Tianpo Realm joined forces to attack, all using the seals of light, one after another of the seals of light hit a sky dragon like shooting stars.

"Roar!"

This day when Tianlong roared, Mo Hu, who was in charge, spat out a mouthful of red gold blood flames, and Tianlong also spit out a pillar of red gold Lihuo blood that blasted towards countless attacks, and the thousand-foot pillar of fire blasted into palm prints all over the sky.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As a result, these palm prints were directly blasted out a bloody path, killing them into the crowd.

"ah……!"

Thousands of Guangming saints screamed, were drawn into the Chijinli fire and burned up, turning into firemen one by one, and the burning blood energy was absorbed by every road repairer.

"Battle Formation Supernatural Power, Thousand Dragon Blade"

In the Heavenly Dragon Battle Spirit led by Mo Bao, the huge Heavenly Dragon gathered the blood energy of everyone, spit out one after another blood-colored light blades, and thousands of dragon blades swept out of the mouth in an instant.

A strong man at the peak of the Heavenly Soul Realm slashed at this dragon blade with a sword, and as a result, the dragon blade instantly cut through his attack and defense.

Pooh!

This day, the king of the soul realm looked at his body that had been cut by the dragon blade, and instantly split the body in half.

"ah……"

The man screamed and fell.

Pooh! Pooh! Pooh!

A large piece of dragon blade cut into the crowd like harvesting wheat, and no one could block the power of the blow in the area swept by the dragon blade. A large amount of blood rain sprayed the void, and was burned into a sea of ​​flames by Shura's blood flame.

The strength of the eight dragon formations shocked everyone present.