Chapter 1020
The players of the Shenmu tribe raised the same simple wooden staff as the father of Hashirama, and the majestic and boundless power burst out. In the blink of an eye, a huge and boundless existence appeared in the sky!
A huge Shenmu giant god soldier of 100,000 meters!
This is a terrifying existence that far exceeds the six gods fused with the Thunder King!
The aura of each one is comparable to the peak of the seventh level! Even comparable to the existence of eighty magic marks!
After all, the old Hashirama of the Thousand Hands can create 10,000 by himself with a wave of his hand!
And the players of the Shenmu tribe are not that strong, so, it’s okay for me to just make one, right?
One Shenmu player creates one, then thousands of Shenmu players, that’s thousands of Shenmu giant god soldiers!
“Boom boom boom!!!” The Shenmu giant god soldier fell down with a bang, and when it appeared on the battlefield, all the strong men of the Demon Water Pavilion collapsed!
This is still a fight!
"Old Hashirama of the Thousand Hands, this demon wants to fight you in a duel!!!" At this time, the leader of the Demon Water Pavilion, Mo Pu, could no longer sit still, and flew out directly, shouting loudly!
The pressure and power of the eighty-magic marks burst out on Mo Pu's body!
"The magic power is reversed, the wood is transformed into spirit... the unity of man and sword!"
But at this moment, one voice after another sounded!
The next moment...
Three hundred streams of light came in an instant, directly piercing through Mo Pu's body!
The one who made the move was the original sword cultivator player!
Three hundred sword cultivator players joined forces to perform the magic power reversal, the power of turning spirit into wood, and blessed the three hundred flying swords!
The next moment, the flying swords containing the power of the magic power reversal performed the unity of man and sword again!
That was an almost invincible killer!
"Puha!!!" Mo Pu did not even have a chance to fight back. He looked at the three hundred sword wounds on his body in astonishment, as if he could not believe that he would die like this.
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The next moment, a breeze blew, and Mo Pu instantly split into countless wood chips, which dissipated with the wind, leaving only a magic core with eighty magic marks, slowly falling down.
In just one hour.
The Magic Water Pavilion was destroyed.
The Magic Water Pavilion had occupied the Water King of the Forty-person Memory World for ten thousand years, and it also fell completely into the hands of the Yanhuang Sect players.
Almost at the same time.
The other two battlefields, two large forces with similar strength to the Magic Water Pavilion, were also destroyed at the same time! They were completely wiped out by the other two player armies of 20,000 troops!
Three battlefields, three Senju led by the old Zhuruma Tianhuo clone, with the new power of 60,000 players, took down three Forty-person Memory Worlds in just one hour!
This speed is so fast that it is terrifying!
"Disciples, you have done a great job! But... the battle has just begun!"
"There are still 23 hours left today, go! Take down... 69 more 40-person memory worlds!"
"The Shenmu style is unstoppable and invincible!"
"You are the strongest!"
Accompanied by the speech of the old Hashirama Senju through the Skyfire clone, the 60,000 players of the Shenmu world were all ignited!
Keep brushing!
:The monopoly of the golden horse!
In a short time, the entire 3rd floor of the God and Demon Tower was shaken!
Many large forces that were still watching, even just raised the issue, and before they had time to discuss the problem of the third generation of the Yanhuang Sect, the old Hashirama Senju, were shocked to find that
the Yanhuang Sect had already come to the door!
"Ahhh! Save me!"
"Too big, this giant divine soldier of the sacred tree is invincible!"
"How can the defense of the sacred tree be so amazing?"
"Damn it, what the hell is this half-human camel, why is its speed faster than my flying sword!"
"Damn it, ah, I'm dead!"
"I don't want to die!"
One by one, the large forces were caught off guard by the players before they had time to prepare!
And the power displayed by the players who gradually mastered and became proficient in the combination of schools and styles is constantly improving with each battle!
These large forces could not resist at all and were directly blown up by the whole audience! VI.
Chapter 1327 The last alliance of the major forces
In just one day, the entire 3rd floor of the God and Demon Tower had a total of 88 memory worlds of 40 people, and 69 of them were directly blown up by the players!
When the last 18 memory worlds of 40 people were beaten, the major forces that once monopolized these memory worlds of 40 people only left some scum brothers to stay, and the great powers had already fled.
Obviously, these fleeing forces did not really flee, but all gathered near the last memory world of forty people.
That is to say, they united again, just like the previous small forces united, these large forces that monopolized the memory world of forty people also united, formed a large force alliance, arranged the strongest killing array, and waited for the arrival of the players! At this time.
The third floor of the God and Demon Tower, the last memory world of forty people that was not occupied by the Yanhuang Sect.
"Nine Four Three" has gathered thousands of strong people.
More than a dozen powerful groups of major forces that have almost retained their full combat power, as well as the remnants of most of the major forces that were defeated before, and the various supports called by these powerful people.
In a short period of time.
Here, more than 300,000 powerful people gathered!
And no matter the number, average cultivation, or combat power, they are not at the same level as the previous small forces!
Because here, there are more than 80 powerful people who are half-step into the realm of distraction or 80 magic marks!
Even more terrifying, there are three top people standing here!
"Hehe, is it the old Hashirama of Senju? Interesting! Let me see how powerful this third-generation legend of the Yanhuang Sect is!" The first figure spoke hoarsely.
The terrifying aura of the distraction realm spread out.
Fifty thousand years of enlightenment.
In addition to the Six Holy Halls, the boss of one of the three strongest forces among the many major forces on the third floor of the God and Demon Tower, the old man nicknamed the Dragon Lord, He Langyi!
Dare to give this name, it will naturally cause dissatisfaction among the dragon clan strongmen!
But the Dragon Lord, a powerful man in the Spiritual Division Realm, can live until today, and you can imagine how terrible his power is!
The second figure is a genuine eighth-level demon clan strongman with eighty-four magic marks, and at the same time, he is also a strong man of the Iron Demon clan.
Mo Gang!
"I hope that this Senju, that old Hashirama, can bring this demon a little happiness! Haha, how can a mere rotten wood resist the power of the Iron Demon!" Mo Gang said disdainfully.
"Don't be careless! Otherwise, the two of you would not retreat temporarily, and choose to gather here to form a coalition to fight against that legend!" The third voice sounded.
—A figure walked out slowly, this figure, half fire and half ice!
It was a very rare ghost clan strongman with ice and fire physique!
The Ice and Fire Purple Ghost Clan, Gui Xie Wuming!
The aura of the eighth-level ghost clan on his body was not concealed at all, exuding an aura that shocked the whole audience.
"Hehe, I am just avoiding the sharp edge for the time being!" Dragon Lord He Langyi said lightly.
"Humph, this demon just doesn't want to fight head-on and sacrifice too many subordinates!" Mo Gang also explained.
"Remember, once the old Hashirama of the Thousand Hands shows up, put down the so-called arrogance! We must join forces to fight three against one! Speaking alone, whoever fights against the old Hashirama of the Thousand Hands will definitely lose! Only by joining forces can we have a chance of winning!" Gui Xie Wuming said coldly.
"..." Dragon Lord He Langyi and Mo Gang were silent for a while, without refutation.
Compared with the solemnity of Gui Xie Wuming and the other two, the many younger brothers of the 300,000 major forces present were full of confidence.
"We have so many strong men, haha, if the Yanhuang Sect dares to come, let them come and never return!"
"That's right, the despicable old Hashirama of the Senju Sect just caught us off guard! Now that we are prepared, they are still doomed to lose!"
"That's right, I guess that old Hashirama of the Senju Sect should be a great master in the realm of distraction. He deliberately concealed his cultivation and pretended to be a pig to eat the tiger, haha, but now, there are three real masters comparable to the eighth level here, even if the old Hashirama of the Senju Sect comes, he will die!
"There are 300,000 strong men from all races here, can't they beat the old Hashirama of the Senju Sect alone?"
"That's right, how can a small force and a coalition of those wastes compare to our elite battle formation!"
"The damn Yanhuang Sect disciples killed my entire sect, I must take revenge and kill them all! "
The 300,000 strong men present all shared the same hatred and quickly cooperated with each other to form various formations, group lineups, various tactics and arrangements, etc., to ensure that they reached a perfect state!
In this way, even if the old Hashirama of the Thousand Hands came with all the disciples of the Yanhuang Sect, they could be completely slaughtered!
"Look, there are people!" At this moment, a cultivator was stunned and suddenly shouted loudly!
"! "The next moment, the big forces united 300,000 strong men, and 80 great men at the level of half-step distraction, as well as the Dragon Lord He Langyi, Mo Gang and Gui Xie Wuming, all changed color and looked over. In the distance, a figure walked slowly, holding a wooden stick, extremely old, but with...
The domineering spirit that suppressed the entire 3rd floor of the God and Demon Tower!
ID: Senju, that old Hashirama!
And in the distance, more than 60,000 players appeared together, but did not attack, but lined up in a row, watching from afar, as if they were just planning to be a spectator.
This scene completely shocked the many strong men of the big forces.
"He actually came! With this posture, does he want to deal with all of us alone? "
"Haha, stupid, this Senju, that old Hashirama, is really too arrogant!"
"Get ready, once he steps into the ambush circle, attack together!"
"This familiar scene, this Senju, that old Hashirama, does he think he can win again? ”
“Quick, prepare to unleash the most powerful ultimate move!”
“Gather, prepare to fight!”
Three hundred thousand strong men, eighty of whom were comparable to the half-step distraction realm, were in place in an instant.
The Dragon Lord He Langyi, Mo Gang and Gui Xie Wuming also soared into the air and faced the old Hashirama of the Thousand Hands.
At this time, the old Hashirama of the Thousand Hands suddenly stopped.
"!" This pause, the 300,000 major forces united the army, all of them were startled, not knowing what the old Hashirama of the Thousand Hands wanted to do.
"I am the third generation leader of the Yanhuang Sect, the old Hashirama of the Thousand Hands!"
"I am willing to give you a chance!"
"Surrender and you can save your life!"
The old Hashirama of the Thousand Hands spoke hoarsely and said lightly.
"!" The 300,000 major forces were all shocked, and then there was an uproar. .
Chapter 1328 Known as the power of the Thousand Hands
One person made 300,000 troops surrender?
This scene, only the old Hashirama of the Thousand Hands in front of him can do it!
"Surrender? Impossible!"
"Yes, you will be the only one who loses today!"
"Haha, do you see the number of strong men here? Three hundred thousand against one of you, do you think you can win?"
"The most important thing is that there are three of the most powerful here, the old Hashirama of Senju, you can't win!"
"You want us to surrender with just one sentence? How is that possible!"
"This is a perfect lineup, three hundred thousand troops, eighty masters, three top strong men, I don't believe we will lose!"
The three hundred thousand strong men were boiling in an instant, and none of them would be scared into surrendering by a word from the old Hashirama of Senju. No matter how strong the old Hashirama of Senju is, can he really defeat the combined forces of three hundred thousand troops?
"Haha, I have studied his Shenmu Style thoroughly!"