Chapter 890 Fierce Wang Meng!
Boom...
The battle began, and the five people in the leather bag disappeared in an instant. There was a strange dark sound from the arena, but the figure of the five people could not be found. In the blink of an eye, the whole arena turned into a dark piece, and the sky also dimmed.
The skin bag has never shown such a large lineup. Maybe the skin bag feels more obvious than other monks, because what they feel is strength.
This is a big prey!
The whole world will understand why the soaring congregation seems to be waiting irrationally!
That man... Although huā Jianyu doesn't like it and is very jealous, he has to admit that he is looking forward to what this person will bring to the world!
Buzz~~~
Countless faint light formed a network of heaven and earth to bombard Wang Meng. If you don't see it, you can't feel it, but like Wang Zongzheng and others, their faces become pale.
Space tear!
Every darkness is a space crack, and the most terrible thing is that these space cracks are still unstable!
The skin is the controller of space.
This level of order undoubtedly makes any monk covet.
Five people take action at the same time, which is equivalent to controlling the whole arena and turning the whole arena into a living hell.
How to resist this kind of attack?
You can't even run!
As soon as the skin bag is shot, it will be killed!
In an instant, his breathing seemed to stop. Wang Meng carried his hands on his back and did not look at his opponent. He said that this battle was just a scavenger, because the five in front of him were really un worthy.
miso...
The countless chaotic shadows were abruptly still, less than a foot away from Wang Meng.
The Fire Emperor and others looked at each other in constere and could see each other's touching faces.
What kind of power is this? Is this the countercontrol of order?
The five skins also can't believe everything in front of them. Their world, their master, has been controlled by others.
Wang Meng's hand waved, and the still darkness rushed back like poisonous snakes, bursting all over the sky.
All five corkling monks were hit, swaying with a bursting sound.
Soon it was torn out of shape and fell to the ground like a deflated,... only one skin left?
The whole first dojo has a strange atmosphere.
What's the situation?
Suddenly, a mass of darkness rose from the ground and turned into an unstable black flame shape, with two blue eyes in the middle and dark claws on the edge.
This is the soul demon of the abyss, the life of the overlord of the abyss. He is invincible across the abyss, but he didn't expect to run to the ground.
It is almost ineffective to deal with this kind of monster power, and the five elements of magic are also quite restrained, which belongs to something that is not in the five elements.
It is absolutely impossible for this kind of thing to come out by yourself, unless it is put up by someone with a purpose.
The bodies of the five soul demons kept shaking, and the space also shook. The slightly weak monks no longer dared to look at them.
The way to leave the soul!
The soul demon must-kill spell is just an instinct for them, but it can separate the soul of life from the body. For monks, this is definitely a dead end, unless your cultivation transcends the divine realm.
The arena could not make a sound in this strange atmosphere, and the power of the soul demon covered the sky.
The strange roar was desperately pulling Wang Meng's soul. The abnormal desire tore off the skin. They were even more eager for Wang Meng's flesh and soul.
Wang Meng didn't respond,... For this primitive move, he really felt that it was too weak.
A little golden light appeared above Wang Meng's head, which made the five soul demons very excited, rushed over, and their bodies directly crossed the space in a flash.
They are innate space controllers, a bit like broken virtual beasts, but they are intelligent, which can even be seen when they reach the integration of human beings.
Once caught by them, the soul will definitely suck it.
However, the five soul demons had just touched a little of Wang Meng's soul, but they spread out quickly like an electric shock. One of the soul demons provoked a little golden light, and their bodies began to melt, tearing crazily, and the other soul demons also quickly became afraid.
Suddenly, two claws waved crazily, and the space was torn into a dark space full of undercurrents, and the depth was full of magma and the abyss of death.
...They want to run???
Wang Meng shook his head slightly, so that he wanted to run. No wonder he only deserves to stay in the abyss. It doesn't matter what form of life it is. Wang Meng has always liked to come into contact with new things, but this is just like rotten eggs.
The torn space channel automatically closed before the soul demon entered.
The whole venue is still quiet, tearing the space. There are definitely monks who can do it on the scene, but close the space opened by others directly.
What is the degree of control?
In an instant, Wang Meng has come to a soul demon. With a gentle touch, the soul demon burned in an instant and turned into a flame, one, two, three... four, five...
The unscrupulous skin bag is so helpless in front of Wang Meng that even the soul demon, which is insoluble for the absolute majority of monks, is so easily wiped out.
What kind of power is this???
He took a deep breath. Damn, it's really a pervert. Of course, he can see that this is not a spell, but a powerful soul to kill directly!
To deal with soul demons, it is naturally the most effective and direct to kill directly with a more powerful soul power, but...
Who can do it!
Is this Wang Meng?
The monks all saw the big hegemony, the power of the world.
But as you all know, the big one is just the shadow of Wang Meng, a tiny shadow.
The five soul demons turned into flames and turned into ashes in the light.
The arena was quiet, and after a moment, it was a shocking cheer.
Wang Meng, Wang Meng, Wang Meng, Wang Meng, Wang Meng~~~~~~~~~~~~~
All those questions, some waiting, when this moment becomes a reality, people's hearts burst!
That's right, this is Wang Meng!
The real beast competition and the three skills are just the beginning. At this moment, you can be sure that if he does not appear, it is not his lack of strength, but that the opponent is not worthy!
There is no change in the church. For them, they have witnessed too many such moments.
Wang Meng is Wang Meng, no matter where he is!
The church easily advanced to the top 16.
As soon as Wang Meng took action, it was the real destruction.
Moreover, no opponent can see what the attribute of Wang Meng's power is and to what extent...
The Holy Church to the Three Conferences?
A lucky victory?
Perhaps, the church has not regarded the three congresses as opponents from the beginning.
Wang Meng has completed the transformation from the lost sea. This first dojo may let him find the way into the world.
There must be!
It is getting more and more difficult for the law of heaven to stop him.
Celebration is undoubtedly crazy.
The stronger the church is, the more fierce Wang Meng is, and the better the business of alcoholics will be.
The monks may only feel powerful and deterred, but for ordinary families, they will not care about this. All the families of Yingjing, Dazhou, and even Middle-earth know that the pattern of the world is going to change.
Unless it's a brain twitching, you can't see such a situation. The temple can do everything!
The only thing to wait for is the result, whether it can reach the peak or not.
This road is not smooth.
There are still variables, but what about in the hearts of the church?
You know. ( To be continued