Beastmaster of the Ages Chapter 1856: Fools

The phantom gods he had never used outside, plus forty-nine perfect phantom **** containers, made Xianjun Wumeng always think that even if he encounters the sun emperor, he can retreat.

Can even fight alone with ordinary emperors!

But why is Li Tianming?

From the moment the Shifang Era Divine Sword shattered the Illusory God, Immortal Wumeng who was full of confidence just now fell into a collapse in his heart.

So far, he still can't figure it out!

No matter how much he overestimated Li Tianming, he couldn't think that he was also strong enough to deal with ordinary emperors!

Especially the power of the Excalibur of the Shifang Era just now.

This is also impossible.

If you don't understand the line of one billion beings, you really can't keep up with Li Tianming's rhythm.

Even the Holy Dragon Emperor and the others did not keep up, let alone his Dreamless Fairy!

At this time, Immortal Wumeng was able to maintain a certain level of composure before the catastrophe, which was already considered experience.

He turned around and ran on the spot!

Incomparably determined!

Boom boom boom!

His forty-nine illusion god, plus the dreamless star sea illusion god, continued to take shape, attacking Li Tianming, trying to suppress Li Tianming again, leaving him a chance to escape.

Scare——

Xianjun Wumeng has huge eyes, his heart is pounding, and his scalp is tingling.

He still didn't want to understand!

Why, a teenager in his twenties, can be so strong? !

The more I think about it, the more my heart beats.

"Father, she might be able to use it!"

At this critical moment, the same hoarse voice of the micro-life seal came from the warship. Xianjun Wumeng looked over there, and the micro-life seal held a person in his hand. It was Weisheng. Ink stain!

"Yes!"

Weisheng Moran was originally a phantom **** container for "Worry-free Fantasy God", but she herself sent away Wuyou-phantom God. The reason why Wumeng Xianjun brought her here today is to deal with the present. An unexpected situation.

Boom boom boom!

He desperately stopped Li Tianming with the Illusory God, and went straight back to the battleship, pinched the micro-life Moran covered in blood and grudges, pinched it in his hand, and took control of her life on the spot!

"Little Yu'er, I gave you life and raised you for so long. It's time for you to repay me." Fairy Wu Meng suppressed the confusion and took a deep breath.

"You overestimate me. I didn't let him give up his ability to kill you. To die with you today is our best ending. You have done so many wrong things, and you have to pay the price. Now it is you When paying off the debt!" Weisheng Moran's voice is hoarse, but with the eyes full of blood and resentment, staring at him firmly, using all his strength to "gloriously".

"The bad guy has a natural harvest. He is the sky now. Accept the trial. Struggling in vain will only make you more embarrassed." She said again, don’t know why, thinking of the woman lying in the dark cave At this moment, she felt extremely happy.

When I first saw Li Tianming, Qingpai was very fond of him, indicating that he was also suitable for Wuyou Illusory God, but at that time I really didn’t expect that he could one day defeat this shadow that scared him. .

Too much relief!

"Presumptuous! He is your father!" Weisheng Seal said angrily.

"Haha, haha..."

Even if Weisheng Moran was pinched, she was using all her strength to laugh at the embarrassment of these "three people" at the moment.

"Kill me! Kill me!"

For her, this is liberation. She has been utterly utterly unconscious all her life. Before she died, she could see the people who caused all the sins paying the price, and it was already a perfect ending.

Boom----

At this moment, Li Tianming broke out of the siege, and the Heavenly Emperor Dragon Promise Enchantment was also suppressed, forming a small forbidden area, shrinking the warship of Immortal Wumeng to death here!

"Come back!"

Xianjun Wumeng's face was cold, he made the "Illusive God Vessels" retreat urgently, no longer blocking Li Tianming, and returned to his side. After all, it would be difficult for them to stop the imposing Li Tianming at this time.

Xianjun Wumeng trembled in his heart, placing all hope on Weisheng Moran's body.

"Li Tianming!"

When he saw the young man with a long sword, five companion beasts flying around him, and ten thousand swords flying above his head, he shook his heart again. He could only grit his teeth and said: "She helped you and prayed for you. She is a poor worm. She has never had a good life. She has been utterly muddled throughout her life. She can't even be called a human being. The one who gave birth to her was someone who made her resent and fear. You know all this, yes. Right?"

Li Tianming approached them step by step, and a large number of practitioners appeared behind him. Under his suppression, the defeat of Xianjun Wumeng was inevitable.

"Well, I know it, so what?" Li Tianming's indifferent eyes stared at this shameless person.

This is someone who can kill even his wife for credit and glory. He has caused too many tragedies, but at this moment, he is still perverted and despicable.

"Such a lovely and charming poor creature, don't let her suffer any more troubles. For the sake of her loving you and loving you, you spare her life and let her go?"

The corner of Wu Meng Xianjun's mouth raised a faint smile because he judged that Li Tianming must have a benevolent heart.

What he meant was that if Li Tianming didn't let him go, he wouldn't let Weisheng Moran!

He put the moral shackles on Li Tianming's head.

"Please, give her a way of life, she is so pitiful. Tsk tsk." Wu Meng Xianjun said, holding her small life even more, Li Tianming took a step forward, and he took a step back.

Li Tianming did not respond, but stared at him coldly.

"Kill him, I will thank you for life and life. If there is another life, I will repay you, sure!" She looked at Li Tianming with tears in her tears and exhausted expectations.

Xianjun Wu Meng stopped her from speaking, and even after she finished speaking, he added: "Where is the next life? I will be awkward for a lifetime, and there will be no next life. Poor is pitiful."

He understood very well that the more Weisheng Moran said, Li Tianming would only be more reluctant to die.

"Opening the barrier and letting me go is your only choice. Don't test my patience."

Xianjun Wu Meng's handsome face is full of smiles. Through psychological games, he has slowly determined that Li Tianming's death hole was poked by him.

Such a despicable and shameless Dreamless Immortal Monarch is even more discredited and completely infuriated everyone.

He didn't wait for Li Tianming to respond, and directly said to the forty-nine "Illusive God Vessels" around him: "Children, clear the way for me, who will stop and kill?"

As long as Weisheng Moran has this ‘death-free gold medal’, he is not afraid at all.

Only this time, Wu Meng Xianjun's smile froze.

Because of his forty-nine phantom **** containers, they didn't listen to him, but didn't move.

"Have you heard? Open the way, kill it!"

Xianjun Wu Meng was furious and glanced at them.

However, the picture he saw at the moment made him directly torn inside.

The forty-nine women who were almost identical to Weisheng Moran had never shed tears, but at this moment, their eyes were red, and their tears were falling down.

They are all looking at Weisheng Moyan.

Maybe their eyes still have some sluggishness, which is a symbol of incomplete soul, but they cried.

Mutilated lives cannot deprive them of their feelings.

Especially Weisheng Moyan makes them feel sorry for each other.

Tears are the best medium for human souls to communicate.

They have never cried before, but at this moment they are stunned by the micro-life ink stain. Of course, it is also for their dark and numb ‘life~IndoMTL.com~ like forty-nine fools.

"I will let you guys clear the way!"

This scene caused Xianjun Wumeng to have fear, because he had been telling himself that he was enslaving only fifty beasts and animals, not his daughter.

However, they clearly have tears.

Not only tears, but even hatred, but this time, they did not follow Wumeng Xianjun to hate others.

They hate No Meng Xianjun!

It was an unshakable desperate hatred, which caused them to move their bodies that were not neat, and surrounded Wumeng Xianjun.

The forty-nine fantasy gods built on them, at this moment, descended on the head of Xianjun Wumeng himself.

"This is called ‘karma’."

Weisheng Moran smiled and burst into tears.