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Chapter 5919 Destruction of Mongolia

"cut."

Following Lin Chen's shout, thousands of gray sword energy condensed into one sword, and it slashed down with a bang, splitting the world of black and white into two halves, and slashed towards Emperor Miemeng's son with unabated momentum.

Emperor Mie Meng looked horrified and hurriedly used the Yin Yang Water Fire Seal to resist, but was thrown away by a sword, splitting the Yin Yang Water Fire Seal into two.

A "bang" sound;

I saw Emperor Mie Meng's Son crashing down below the square like a kite with its string cut off, causing the Blood Saint and the others to become horrified and fly out of the square decisively.

"Arrogant guy, you deserve to be defeated." Xiao Huo scolded with a smile.

"The emperor was defeated?"

One after another, the Miemeng royal family trembled and lost their voices, showing expressions that were unacceptable. The Miemeng emperor had never been defeated by anyone.

"Isn't Emperor Miemeng his opponent?"

Meng Yuba and his daughter and Lei Xiang Ao and his son were stunned.

"This arrogant and arrogant guy actually lost?" Blood Spirit Daozi looked surprised, and then said excitedly: "Okay, well defeated."

"The Holy Body of the four great battles that have never failed before has fallen, and today the Miemeng emperor's son who has never lost a single defeat has been defeated. Is the fate of the Miemeng royal family exhausted?" The Yuan-Devouring Blood Saint said as he lost his mind.

Wen Yashu smiled, as if she realized that she had lost her composure. She covered her mouth with her hands and said through the voice: "Dad, you can see that your 'future son-in-law' is very useless. He can't even hit the Holy Spirit even half a step."

but."

The great sage Wenyu's fat face turned red, and he immediately said in a serious voice: "What future son-in-law? Aren't you not engaged yet?"

"Dad, you really want a better son-in-law, right?" Wen Yushu said with a smile hidden in the corners of her eyes.

The corners of Sage Wenyu's mouth twitched and he ignored his daughter who liked to talk crazy things.

The Great Sage Miemeng looked very ugly. His son, the son he had high hopes for, had failed. He was defeated by a human race in front of everyone.

What a shame!

How could the future heir to the Mongol royal family fail?

The key point was also witnessed by the future father-in-law and future daughter-in-law. How could they accept a loser as their "son-in-law" and "husband."

But now that the matter has come to this, the Great Sage Miemeng has no choice but to accept this fact. His face is as sinking as water, and he raises his hand and waves: "Deploy the battle formation to destroy Mongolia and capture him."

"Take orders."

I saw one elder after another flying into the sky from the camp of the Miemeng royal family, a total of thirty-six people, all of whom had survived one or two holy tribulations.

Those who have survived one holy tribulation are stronger than Jin Yumo and his ilk, and those who have survived two holy tribulations are stronger than Rong Tielian and his ilk. No one is Lin Chen's opponent.

But the formation they are going to set up is extremely powerful. This is the Mongolian-Destroying Battle Formation, which can be called the number one battle formation in Manshan Prefecture. It is much more powerful than the Heying Battle Formation and the Luotian Battle Formation.

In the beginning, the Mongol tribe was able to become a royal family and the overlord of Manshan Prefecture, and the Mongol battle formation was indispensable.

It is the foundation of the Mongol royal family!

Buzz!

As the thirty-six elders stood in an orderly manner, they formed a battle formation to destroy Mongolia.

I saw each of them exuding a golden fighting aura, and above their heads, soaring a Miemeng bird with a cyan body and a red tail.

"The battle formation to destroy Mongolia is a large-scale attack battle formation. If the formation is 10%, we will definitely be affected and retreat quickly."

The Yuan Devouring Blood Saint, Meng Yuba, Lei Xiang Ao and others all knew the power of the Mie Meng Battle Formation and were worried about the danger to Chi Yu, so they all withdrew from the Mie Meng King's City.

"Dad, this war looks pretty awesome." Wen Yashu looked like she was watching the fun.

"The Mie Meng Royal Clan is not weaker than our Wenyu Clan, and their background is not that bad. This son wants to fight against a clan on his own, but this strength alone is not enough."

The Great Sage Wenyu admired Lin Chen, but did not approve of his behavior.

When one person fights against a clan, the risk is too great. If you are not careful, you will lose your life.

"What kind of battle formation to destroy Mongolia? It looks more powerful than the battle formation set up by the four war saints. Isn't dad in danger?" Xiaohuo pinched his braid and tilted his little head, frowning.

"This battle formation is very strong."

Looking at the powerful Mongolian-destroying battle formation, Lin Chen's eyes flashed with solemnity, slowly activating the bloodline of the Life God Clan.

"stop."

At this moment, a hoarse shout sounded from below the square.

I saw the jade crown falling from Emperor Miemeng's head, with his green hair disheveled. He stood up in embarrassment, raised his pale face, gritted his teeth and shouted: "I have not been defeated yet."

He spread his hands with fierce eyes, holding the Yin Water Seal in his left hand, and the Yang Fire Seal in his right hand, and he suddenly rose up from the ground, and a sound like splitting gold and cracking stone came from his body.

Chirp!

His robe was rolled up, and a huge Mingmeng bird flew out. It opened and closed its beak, extended its sharp green claws, and flew straight towards Lin Chen's face.

But Lin Chen has completely inspired the blood of the Life God Clan, and his whole temperament has changed. He is honorable, glorious, and sacred, like a born god, unparalleled.

Buzz!

Lin Chen looked at the Mie Meng Bird that was attacking him, his eyes flashed with brilliance, and he immediately exuded a majestic power, shining brightly and directly shattering the Mie Meng Bird into pieces.

"How is that possible?"

Emperor Miemeng's mind went blank for a moment, his eyes gradually widened with fear, and a look of despair appeared on his pale face.

Is God playing a trick on me? A half-step Holy God can beat him to a pulp without using all his strength.

Where is the law of heaven?

Emperor Miemeng wanted to roar, but he couldn't make any sound. His hands and feet were shaking uncontrollably, and his mind was overwhelmed by fear. The only remaining thought was to run away.

Seeing Lin Chen slashing with his sword, he was horrified, roared in a hoarse voice, merged the Yin Water Seal and the Yang Fire Seal, and then merged his soldiers into one.

Bang!

As soon as he merged with the yin and yang water and fire seals, he was knocked out by Lin Chen's sword, bang bang bang, smashing the palaces and pavilions outside the square, plowing a crack several feet wide.

Finally, he fell to the bottom of a city tower and stopped. Rocks flew and thousands of Miemeng tribesmen flew out around him.

"hiss!"

Seeing this situation, the Yuan Devouring Blood Saint and others who had exited the Miemeng King's City in advance took a breath of cold air, and were either dumbfounded, dumbfounded, or looking at Lin Chen in fear.

It turned out that he had just defeated the Mie Meng Emperor's son and did not go all out. Now facing the Mie Meng battle formation, he showed his real trump card, the power of blood.

The power of this bloodline was so strong that the Yuan-devouring Blood Saint and others felt that their bloodline was being suppressed and oppressed. Their hearts were so depressed that they hurriedly retreated again.

"Dad, his daughter's bloodline was suppressed by him?"

Wen Yashu's dark eyes widened and she looked at Lin Chen in a daze, feeling that he was unattainable and that she was rustic, like Cinderella.

"Well, my father's bloodline has also been affected. This son's bloodline is probably something that few even in Lingwu Prefecture can match."

The Great Sage Wenyu nodded, and immediately put up a red shield of holy power, and then retreated a distance with his daughter. The elders of the Wenyu Tribe he brought with him also retreated.

"Kill him, kill him for me."
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