One Hundred and Eight Heavenly God Array!

With the support of Nangong Langcai and his wealth, the power of the formation was instantly improved. In the past, in the Ascension Valley, the power of the formation god was only the power of the human immortal, but in front of him, the power of the strong earth immortal was the power.

There is still a huge gap between tens of millions of spirit stones and tens of billions of spirit stones.

In front of me, one hundred and eight powerful earth immortals were spent on money.

The power of a formation god has shocked the whole city. In front of me, as soon as the 108 formation gods appeared, the whole city was instantly silent.

Most people in Jinqian City show surprise, but some people show anxiety, such as Xiao Ren.

"One hundred and eight? The power of this formation is so huge?" Xiao Ren said in surprise.

"Sir, isn't it? Nangong Lang doesn't need our help anymore?"

"These 108 formation gods are so powerful, they are really all the strength of the Earth Immortal!"

"Sir, it seems that we will return in vain this time!"

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The subordinates sighed.

But Xiaoren showed an anxious look: "No, I'm not worried about this!"

"What is that?"

"The Sixteen Protectors of the Sword God Sect promised to cooperate with us. But if too many of his people die, and all two hundred immortals here are destroyed, the Sixteen Protectors will come back to take revenge!" Xiao Ren said anxiously.

"But, we have nothing to do. Besides, Nangong Lang is looking for death by himself, no one can blame him!"

"No, although the Grand Marshal did not participate in the money holy land, he had an explanation that Nangong Lang must be safe! Nangong Lang is about to die, where can the Grand Marshal's face be put? Also, the eldest princess has emphasized that Nangong Lang is not allowed to lose a hair, no, no, this is not possible..." Xiaoren said anxiously.

"But……!"

"Follow me to the Money Palace!" Xiao Ren said anxiously.

And at this moment, the battle in the city has begun.

Thousands of disciples of the Sword God Sect? Two hundred immortals? Eighteenth earth immortals?

In front of the 108 Heavenly Gods, it’s a joke. The 108 Heavenly Gods are all powerful earth immortals who grab their own different weapons and kill them fiercely.

"No, no!"

"boom!"

The ordinary disciple of the Sword God Sect who rode a crane was instantly crushed and killed by the formation god, and in a blink of an eye, he changed from a slaughter to a slaughter.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

One after another, the disciples of the Sword God Sect were killed.

"Master, help me!" someone shouted.

But their master is too busy to take care of himself at this moment.

The sixteenth earth immortals formed a circle back to back, but it was useless! The eighteen formation gods, one by one, made the elders of the Sword God Sect have nowhere to escape.

"boom!"

One by one, the disciples of the Sword God Sect were blown up in the air. One hundred and eight formation gods were like tigers entering a flock of sheep. They would hit the target if they were hit, and those who were hit would die.

One by one, the disciples of the Sword God Cult exploded, and the divine fire fell from the air.

"roar!"

Under the leadership of Embers, the Tianlang Camp quickly went to devour the divine fire.

The wolves don’t need to fight, they just need to get a bargain, because the 108 Heavenly God Formation is so powerful.

Mr. Lu grabbed the wine glass and watched the battle in the sky coldly. The wine glass in his hand was slightly moved, as if the formation god who was manipulating the sky was slaughtering one-sidedly.

"Go away, get out of here!" The skeleton elder said in horror.

"Let's go? Humph! Enter my formation and still want to escape?" Mr. Lu showed a look of disdain.

On the side, Nangong Lang and others stared at each other with excitement.

"Okay, okay, okay, the people of the two cities in my holy land of money have to avenge them!" Nangong Lang said gritting his teeth.

Nangong Lang hated the Sword God Cult lineage extremely, because they were all slaughtered by the people in two cities. Now, seeing these enemies being killed, Nangong Lang breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, he was extremely grateful to the Eastern Kingdom.

No one can escape from the 108 Heavenly God Formation. From the initial battle to the end of the battle, to the end of the battle, and fleeing in fear, but who can escape when the formation god intercepted?

"Nangong Lang, if you dare to destroy us, the guardian will definitely kill you all, ah~~~~~~~~!" An elder screamed in a shrill voice when he was killed by the formation god.

"Stop!" A sudden shout came from a distance.

But Xiao Ren and a few immortal subordinates rushed over quickly.

"Mr. Nangong, stop their massacre!" Xiao Ren and his group of immortals rushed forward with great momentum.

The strong men from the Holy Land of Money could not stop Xiao Ren and his party at all. Nangong Lang frowned slightly.

Mr. Lu's eyes turned cold, and the wine glass in his hand slightly turned.

"boom!"

Ten formation gods suddenly fell from the sky and blocked Xiao Ren and his group.

Xiao Ren and his party's faces changed, as if they were facing a great enemy.

"Mr. Lu, although Xiao Ren has never helped, he has never done anything that harms my holy land of money!" Nangong Lang persuaded him.

"Yeah!" Mr. Lu nodded, not letting the formation god take action, but the formation god guarded the side, but Xiao Ren and his party did not dare to move easily.

"Mr. Nangong, don't kill again! This will anger the Sixteen Protectors!" Xiaoren said anxiously.

Nangong Lang's face was gloomy and he didn't say anything.

Mr. Lu sneered on the side: "So, if I kill half of them, they can be like nothing?"

"What do you know? Do you think your formation must be invincible? The power of your formation gods is only the earth immortals, earth immortals, and celestial immortals, and the sky is very different. There are four people under the Sixteen Protectors, not to mention the Sixteen Protectors, and there is also a broken divine character with great strength. Today, you can enjoy the pleasure for a while. In the future, even if I wait to come forward, they will not let go!" Xiaoren said anxiously.

"I don't want to let go? Haha, it seems that you do cooperate!" Mr. Lu sneered.

"You!" Xiao Ren glared.

But Xiao Ren ignored Mr. Lu, but looked at Nangong Lang: "Mr. Nangong, you will be happy for a while, but what about the future? The Sixteen Guardians will definitely destroy all the cities in the Holy Land of Money!"

A sense of worry flashed in Nangong Lang's eyes, but Nangong Lang did not stop Mr. Lu, but he was a little impatient.

The formation is powerful, but the Sword God Sect is not a decoration.

Seeing that Nangong Lang was hesitant, Xiaoren turned his head and looked at Mr. Lu again.

"You can't stop!" Xiao Ren shouted.

"Why should I stop?" Mr. Lu said coldly.

"Hmph, you are not saving the money holy land, you are destroying the money holy land. Yes, you can kill these disciples of the Sword God Sect today. What's the day? When the enemy comes, you will definitely run away. Dongfang Kingdom, you can always protect this money holy land, and you can protect the money holy land for the rest of your life!" Xiao Ren glared and shouted.

Mr. Lu narrowed his eyes slightly, protecting the holy land of money for the rest of his life? Mr. Lu really dared not praise this Haikou.

Seeing Mr. Lu hesitating, Xiaoren immediately wanted to stop him again, but at this moment, a voice came from not far away.

"As long as the Holy Lord of Nangong is willing, what's the big deal about protecting the holy land of money in our Eastern Kingdom for the rest of his life?" The voice went from far to near.

However, a man walked out from behind the Money Palace, and seemed to be following two women in black robes. However, at this moment, the man came in a hurry and took a step forward.

"Who are you?" Xiao Ren glared.

Mr. Lu suddenly stood up and saluted the man respectfully: "Master, you are out of seclusion!"

After leaving the customs, Mr. Lu said, Wang Xiong knew what it meant.

"Thank you, Mr. Lu, for your protection!" Wang Xiong said with a smile.

Nangong Lang looked at Wang Xiong with his eyes lit up: "I have seen the King of Dongfang, thank you for helping you!"

"Saint Lord Nangong, I have done all the evil. Since I have already become enemies with the Sword God Sect, why should I look forward to it? If the Sword God Sect comes again, our Eastern Kingdom is willing to fight against the powerful enemy with the Sage Lord Nangong!" Wang Xiong took a deep breath and said solemnly.

"Okay, then according to King Dongfang, King Dongfang is not afraid of venting his anger for me, how could I be afraid of death? At worst, I will spread the ten cities with a notice and immediately disband all the cities in the Holy Land of Money, and let all the people escape!" Nangong Lang suddenly laughed.

"The Holy Lord of Nangong is so grand!" Wang Xiong sighed.

Because of a whim of resentment, Wang Xiong would rather disperse all his wealth and all his foundation. This person's freedom and freedom also made Wang Xiong amazed.

"Your Majesty Dongfang!" Nangong Lang shook his head.

"Mr. Nangong!" Xiaoren said anxiously.

Nangong Lang shook his head and ignored it.

"Mr. Lu, since you have done it, let's do it thoroughly. Tianlang Camp, there has been no divine fire for a long time!" Wang Xiong said with a smile.

"Yes!" Mr. Lu nodded.

Turn the wine glass in your hand.
To be continued...