But Xiang Chen found that there were many small silver coins that had the same idea as him.

His powerful space perception ability sensed that many people who were invisible in the surrounding battlefield did not take action and were waiting for the opportunity.

"A group of dead old sixes must have strength to be a sixth child." Xiang Chen snorted lightly.

The nine heads of the nine golden lions roared to the sky at the same time, and the sounds were like billions of thunder exploded, shaking the void shattered inch by inch.

Its mountain-like golden body slowly stood up, and every hair was burning with golden flames. Nine pairs of blood-moon-like lion eyes overlooked all living beings, as if they were despising these ants-like monks.

"roar--!"

Before the first roar had dissipated, the nine-headed golden lion had already started attacking. Its first head suddenly opened its bloody mouth, and the chaotic thunderstorm poured like a river of heaven, instantly covering the battlefield for thousands of miles.

Hundreds of monks didn't even have time to sacrifice their body-protecting magic weapons, and their souls were slashed into charcoal by thunderstorms, and their souls were wiped out in ashes in screams.

A Titan monk roared and raised the giant star shield, but a thunder pillar was pierced through his chest. The aftermath of the thunder blew more than thirty companions behind him into blood mist.

"Form a formation! Construct a formation!" Fen Yun's golden crow wings burned wildly, leading the Jin Crow clan monks to form the "Big Sun Burning Sky Formation".

The ten-wheeled sun shadows flowed in the array, trying to withstand the thunderstorm.

However, the second head of the golden lion sneered and spewed out the burning flames. The flame was even more intense than the sun's true fire, and instantly burned through the formation.

The wings of the three Golden Crow Clan geniuses turned into fire balls. They rolled and screamed in the air, and finally fell into the sea of ​​fire without even leaving ashes.

The third head caused the space to collapse. Ao Yuegang of the dragon clan turned into a thousand-foot dragon body and rushed over, but saw the void in front of him suddenly twisting into a black hole.

He roared and activated the eight heavenly dragon skills. The eight laws intertwined into a barrier, but half of the dragon body was still torn off by the black hole.

Blood was spraying like a waterfall, Ao Yue screamed and retreated violently, while the hundreds of dragon monks following him were completely swallowed by the black hole, without even a scream.

In the southwest corner of the battlefield, monks from the vegetation lineage tried to heal the wounded with the "Yi Wood Formation".

However, with a slight sucking of the fourth head of the golden lion, the essence of life in the sky was forcibly withdrawn.

A female cultivator who had transformed into a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum instantly withered. Her body was sucked into a mummy, and the magic weapon of the spiritual wood at the eye of the formation shattered.

The fifth head then released the plague poisonous fog. The monks stained with mist were all ulcerated, and their flesh and blood fell off like mud, revealing their thick white bones.

"This beast... is too strong!" The sword cultivator Yu Jingxiu's time sword slashed on the lion's claws, but only a string of Mars splashed out.

The sixth head of the golden lion suddenly stared at him, and the law of aging swept over.

Yu Jingxiu's sword edge rusted at a speed visible to the naked eye. His face grew old rapidly, his black hair turned white, and he finally fell to the ground and turned into a mummy. His natal flying sword whined and broke inch by inch.

The seventh head is dedicated to the soul. A female cultivator of the Tianhu clan used the charming illusion when she was hit by the gloomy light shot out from the lion's pupil.

Her seven orifices suddenly spewed out of soul fire, and the soul in the sea of ​​consciousness was pulled out and torn into pieces in the void.

The eighth head released the terrible law, and the spiritual energy within a thousand miles was instantly exhausted.

The formation cultivators were horrified to find that the spirit stones in the formation plate turned into powder in the blink of an eye, and even the natal magic weapon was dim due to the exhaustion of spiritual power.

The most terrifying thing is the ninth head - it triggers the law of fear.

The three White Tiger Clan monks rushed to the lion's belly and suddenly their bodies were stiff.

Their pupils reflected the scene they feared the most: the heart of Tao is broken, the cultivation is lost, and the eternal reincarnation... In the extreme fear, the three of them exploded their dantian, and their flesh and blood exploded like fireworks.

In just half a quarter of an hour, thousands of Taiyi Immortals fell! Blood mist filled the battlefield, and the remaining limbs and broken arms were piled up like mountains.

The golden lion stepped over the corpse, and nine heads roared alternately, taking dozens of lives with each attack.

The survivors were both broken and fled one after another.

"No... if this continues, everyone will die!"

The golden crow fire of the fiery cloud was dim and he roared with coughing blood foam, "This beast is at least in the early stage of the Hongmeng Immortal Emperor, we can't defeat it at all--"

Many people have begun to retreat and have lost the confidence to attack the nine-headed golden lion.

At this time, a black shadow suddenly flew over his head. Xiang Chen stepped on the Longque Demon Sword and soared into the sky, and his black robe sounded in the strong wind.

He raised his right arm and a blood-colored flag suddenly unfolded - Zhantian flag!

The pressure of the treasures of the origin of the universe spreads like a tide, and the heroic picture of the battles of all races in the prehistoric world emerged on the flag.

I guess many old rusts have forgotten about this flag. Xiang Chen used the treasure condensed by the origin of the universe before the prehistoric world, and had no attack effect, but it had a ability to stimulate people's morale.

Originally, he wanted to continue to be the sixth brother, but Ergou found that these guys could not beat them and started to escape. How could it be? Everyone ran away, and he couldn't beat them either. So after weighing the pros and cons, he took action decisively.

"Everyone!"

Xiang Chen's voice shook his soul through the Battle Heaven Flag: "At this moment, the Chaos Green Lotus Seed will never belong!

Only by fighting to the death can there be a ray of opportunity. Anyway, you can't die. At worst, you can reincarnate for tens of thousands of years. If you win the Chaos Green Lotus seed, you will become a powerful Hongmeng Immortal Emperor in the future!!"

Xiang Chen's voice was extremely tempting, and with the waving of the battle flag, bloody ripples swept across the battlefield.

The monks who had originally fled suddenly shook all over.

Fen Yun found that his sun fire was burning again, Ao Yue's dragon blood boiled like magma, and even the seriously injured Li Ping'an held the broken sword tightly. The fighting spirit of the Zhantian Banner made everyone's fighting spirit soar!

"The leader is watching us outside! I, the disciples of the sect, are you afraid of fighting and killing!" Xiang Chen took the lead.

The Longque Demon Sword turned into a thousand-foot black dragon, and the blade wrapped around the Chaos Heavy Water and the Law of Death, slashing hard at the third head of the Golden Lion.

At the same moment, the illusion of the heavenly fox in his left eye lit up, and the phantom of the 100,000 heavenly soldiers stormed and disturbed the perception of the lion demon.

"Go together!" Fen Yun took the opportunity to launch the golden oxen and his broken wings were completely reborn.

He turned into a red golden rainbow and rushed straight to the lion's belly, and the sun burned the sky seal and blasted towards the most fragile abdomen scales.

Ao Yue swallowed the secret medicine of the dragon clan and his broken limb was reborn instantly. He roared and threw out the Chaos Dragon Spear, and the body of the gun was wrapped around eight kinds of extreme dragon energy, which directly grabbed the lion's heart.

Although Li Ping'an's sword of time was broken, he used the reference sword to cut out the "rebirth of death" and passed away.

The sword light superimposed on the microscopic timeline for millions of times, and it briefly frozen the plague head of the golden lion.

The formation cultivators took the opportunity to reorganize the Liangyi dust array, and the starlight chains entangled the lion's feet.

The vegetation monster tried his best to heal the Spirit Rain and restored the wounds of the front-line monks.

"Ants!!" The nine golden lion's heads were furious at the same time.

It raised its front paws and slapped at the neck dust, and the claw wind ripped through the space.

Xiang Chen did not dodge or avoid, and Zhan Tianqi suddenly penetrated: "The ancestor of the prehistoric ghosts - Huangquan prison!"

The eighteenth floor of hell phantom unfolds from the bottom of the flagpole, and countless Netherworld chains entangle the lion's claws.

Taking advantage of this gap, the real fire of the sun burning clouds poured into the gaps in the lion's belly, burning the golden lion's internal organs to burn black.

Ao Yue's dragon spear penetrated his hind legs, and the dragon energy exploded a blood hole with a diameter of thousands of feet.

The golden lion roared in pain, and the ninth head suddenly cracked its huge mouth.
Chapter completed!