Chapter 384 Clean up the Battlefield, I Have a Showdown

The conversation of the 8 Great Perfection made the hearts of the many strong men who gathered here torn apart. They did not dare to hesitate, and ran away, for fear that they would be slow to escape!

"asshole!"

"These 8 damn bastards!"

The crowds are really afraid and hateful. They are obviously far away, and they have already given up robbing the main godhead. The 8 Great Perfectionists still do not intend to let them go, and their hearts are too vicious!

However, now, complaining is useless, they can only run away desperately, escape from here as soon as possible, and then save their own lives.

But the following facts proved that trying to escape in the pursuit of the 8 Great Perfection is simply a hell-level task.

The 8 Great Perfection directly launched an attack. They did not use such a powerful means of pressing the bottom of the box, but only released the realm of God.

"Om-"

The realm of the gods spread rapidly, covering tens of millions of kilometers in an instant, directly shrouding the powerhouses who were fleeing in all directions!

Then, all the powerhouses were imprisoned in place and could not move, no matter how they struggled and how to release their big moves, it was useless!

In the realm of the Great Perfection, they have all become lambs to be slaughtered, and the gap is simply too great!

"Sir! Forgive me!"

"Forgive me, my lord!"

"Let me go……"

The powerhouses begged for mercy again and again, among them there were even the powerhouses of the top ten gods such as the Angel God Clan, the Dragon God Clan, and the Titan God Clan, but... it was useless!

What is kinship?

Compared with the main godhead, it is not a fart!

As long as they become the main gods, even if the entire Protoss is wiped out, it doesn't matter, they can create a Protoss themselves!

"die!"

The 8 Great Perfectionists were unrelenting, a thought flashed by, and many of the imprisoned powerhouses exploded one after another, blasting into a cloud of blood.

In an instant, thousands of strong men fell!

Most amazingly,

Those who can come here are all in the late stage of the upper gods, as well as more powerful super-powers, and it is truly astounding to fall to such a powerful existence in an instant!

"This is too cruel, even my own people are not spared!"

Meng Lei, who was hiding in the dark, was speechless, shocked by the ruthlessness of the 8 Great Perfectionists, and he was simply mad!

"They are all Great Perfection, they are really standing at the top of the pyramid, they do things unscrupulously, without any restraint, what is it to kill a few gods of the same race?" Moruo said indifferently.

"Isn't the main god in their clan not guilty?" Meng Lei frowned slightly.

Among the dead powerhouses, there are many people from the top ten gods. This is an elder-level powerhouse. He was killed by his own great success like this. The Lord God is not angry?

"Little guy, the Lord God is so high, how can he care about these things?"

Moruo sneered: "Besides, only Dzogchen can truly enter the eyes of the Lord God. The so-called elders are not even ants in the eyes of the Lord God!"

"All right!"

Meng Lei shook his head, and his spiritual sense spread quietly... The next second, the superpowers who had just been killed disappeared instantly.

They were sent to the Tower of Time by Menglei. After all, they were tens of thousands of superpowers. Their lives, as well as their own wealth, were definitely a fortune, and they couldn't be wasted like this.

"Who?"

Many corpses disappeared under the nose, which naturally attracted the attention of the 8 Great Perfectionists.

They don't take these corpses to heart. What really alarms them is that someone can take away so many corpses without them noticing. How strong is it?

Will it threaten the main godhead?

The 8 Great Perfectionists only care about the Lord Godhead!

"Gula? Or Noah? Now that you're here, don't hide your head and show your tail!" Armand Nidhogg said.

There are only 10 people from the Earth and God Realm, and they happen to be 10 of the top ten God Races. There are already 8 people present, only Noah of the Eternal God Race and Gula of the Frozen God Race!

Therefore, Aardman guessed that most of the people who came were these two people, but unfortunately, there was no response.

"What? Don't come out? Or do you want to hide behind and be a fisherman?"

Armand was a little dissatisfied: "Give you one more chance, get out immediately, otherwise, don't blame us for joining hands to deal with you!"

"Om-"

The void swayed slightly, and a person appeared quietly. The eyes of the 8 Great Perfection were like lightning, and they fell on this person instantly, but what surprised them was that the person who came was neither Gula nor Noah, but a person they had never seen before. Unfamiliar faces.

"Who are you?"

The Angel God Race Dzogchen Yag Raphael frowned and asked. There are 16 pairs of bright wings behind him, and the whole body exudes a gentle and peaceful holy light.

"I'm sorry everyone, for disturbing you!"

It was none other than Meng Lei: "I'm just a melon eater passing by, you rob you, don't worry about me!"

"die!"

Hearing this, Armand, the Great Perfection of the Dragon God Race, didn't say a word of superfluous nonsense.

Eat melons?

There is no need for melon eaters here!

So go to hell!

"Haha, I'm quite temperamental, if I don't agree, I'll do it!" Meng Lei chuckled and shook his head.

"court death!"

Seeing Meng Lei greet his attack so lightly, Armand snorted coldly in his heart, a flash of anger flashed in his eyes, and looked at the entire Earth and God Realm, except for the high-ranking Lord God, no one dared to despise himself so much, Meng Lei was the first!

"Death to me!"

Armand increased his strength and vowed to slap Meng Lei's palm into meat sauce. However, as the two palms collided, Armand felt like he had hit the ancient mountain, and a heart-piercing drama came from his right palm. Pain, and then the entire right arm exploded.

"what--"

Armand let out a shrill scream, like an unloaded cannonball that flew upside down. The 7 Great Perfection saw in horror that only the bones of Armand's right arm were left, and the flesh and blood on it was completely blown away. Blood fog!

"how is this possible?"

"Who the hell is he?"

"When did God Realm have such a master?"

In an instant, the 7 Dzogchen looked at Meng Lei with horror in their eyes. Armand, as the Nidhogg Dragon God Race Dzogchen, was extremely tyrannical. However, compared to the guy in front of him, his body didn't seem to be enough to look at at all. ?

"With such a big tone, I thought it was strong, but the strength was not that great!" Meng Lei shook his head slightly, quite disapproving.

"You... who are you?"

Armand stabilized his body and stared at Mun Ray, frightened and angry.

"A passing melon-eating crowd!" Munray repeated, and said again: "Whether you fight or not, if you don't fight, I'll leave!"

Whether you go or not has something to do with whether we fight or not?

The 8 Great Perfection couldn't help but complain, but they didn't answer. Seeing this, Meng Lei shook his head and said, "Since I won't fight, then I'll leave!"

Having said that, Meng Lei teleported to the main godhead, and he was about to leave with the main godhead, which made the 8 Great Perfection very angry: "If you want to leave, you can leave the main godhead!"

shhhhh--

The 8 Great Perfection scattered in an instant, surrounded Meng Lei, and did not allow Meng Lei to leave.

"how?"

Monley raised an eyebrow.

"Your Excellency, you can leave, but you must leave the main godhead!"

Myles Doherty said coldly: "This is our thing!"

"Put down the main godhead!"

The Great Perfection of the Titans, Chester Dawson shouted.

"Your stuff?"

Meng Ray smiled: "This thing is obviously a bait I put here for fishing, how can it become your thing? It's really ridiculous!"

"You put it here?"

"Baits for fishing?"

"Could it be..."

The 8-bit Dzogchen complexion changed dramatically.

"Forget it, don't pretend, I'll show you a showdown!"