Chapter 1107 Immortal Lord's Projection!



"Bang!"

With a throw of his right hand, the Zhantian Spear flew directly out of his hand.

Blood was everywhere.

The mysterious and yellow energy burst out with astonishing light.

Only a series of explosions were heard, and in just one second, no less than five people were pierced by spears, turning into blood that floated between heaven and earth.

then.

Ye Han once again attacked the strong men of the Burial Moon Organization.

Boom, boom, boom!

This time, Ye Han burst out with all his strength.

The Nine Heavens Star Art combines the nine stars into one.

The Nine Heavens Immortal King Body shocks the ages.

Soul Tower.

The soul transforms and becomes a holy soul.

All means were used without any reservation.

For a while.

He was like an invincible god of war, and with each man and one spear, endless blood flowed.

And everyone in the Immortal Alliance also gave it their all.

To protect Ye Han at all costs.

"ah...."

"No...."

"I, I don't want to die."

"Kill, kill!"

Heaven and earth merge.

Blood and song bloom.

The entire world turned into a Shura battlefield, and countless powerful people fell from the sky.

Corpses were scattered all over the world.

The corpses piled up into a huge mountain.

However, no one cared about this, and the fighting became more and more frenzied and continued to break out.

And as Ye Han continued to attack.

The morale of the Immortal Alliance is also getting higher and higher.

For a moment, the balance of war began to slowly tilt towards the Immortal Alliance.

finally.

After one day.

The strong men of the Burial Moon Organization fell one after another, and there were only less than a few hundred people left alive.

Moreover, at this moment, each of them looked terrified.

"Tusa, you are defeated!" Meng Luo, whose body was covered in blood, said coldly in the sky.

"you...."

The eight-armed old man had an extremely ugly expression on his face. He could never have imagined that this would be the result.

Involuntarily.

He turned his gaze towards Ye Han.

All of this is because of this person.

If it weren't for him, how could it turn out like this? Suddenly, his murderous intent towards Ye Han had reached an unprecedented level.

"Tusa, just surrender." Meng Luo spoke again, and in her hand, the huge Immortal Tribulation Flower began to vibrate continuously.

The terrifying power, like the waves of the sea, continued to spread out in all directions.

"Give up?"

At this time, the eight-armed old man snorted coldly, "Mengluo, I have to admit that you are much stronger than I thought, but do you really think you can win?"

After saying.

He waved his hand.

In his hand, an ancient token appeared.

Buzz!

The token flashed, and an extremely terrifying formation slowly appeared.

This formation is too big.

Covering the sky and the sun.

Moreover, Ye Han felt an extremely terrifying force of space.

"This is....."

"Xian Dome Projection Array?" Meng Luo's face was solemn.

"Hahaha, Mengluo, since you can recognize this, you should understand how powerful it is. Do you think you will win without a doubt? But in my opinion, it's just in vain." The eight-armed old man suddenly laughed.

He just threw it with his big hand.

The ancient token was directly integrated into the terrifying formation.

Immediately following.

An extremely terrifying figure slowly emerged from the formation.

He was a middle-aged man wearing a crown and a dragon robe.

The man is full of vigor.

Like a god.

The terrifying pressure shocked the entire world. For a moment, everyone was knocked to the ground by the pressure.

Even Ye Han.

He was also forced to kneel on one knee.

The body is shaking constantly.

"Too, too strong. What level of strong man is this?" Ye Han's face changed drastically.

The pressure alone was enough to make me unable to stand up.

This is simply...

"Projection of the Immortal Lord!" Meng Luo's face turned pale in an instant.

His eyes were filled with solemnity.

"Xian, a powerful person in the realm of Xianjun?"

After hearing Meng Luo's words, everyone's faces were filled with despair.

What is an immortal?

They are the most top-notch existences in the entire fairy world.

And now, there is a projection of a powerful Immortal King appearing, that...

"Hahaha, Mengluo, I've said it before, everything you do is in vain!" The eight-armed old man laughed again, his eyes full of excitement.

Then he got down on one knee.

He bowed respectfully to the middle-aged man.

"Welcome, Your Excellency!"

"Um?"

Looking at the eight-armed old man, the middle-aged man frowned slightly, then looked at Meng Luo, "I didn't expect it to be you? You are still alive?"

"My lord, these ants dare to challenge the might of the Immortal Realm. Please take action and kill them completely."

"Yeah?"

The middle-aged man sneered, then turned his gaze to Ye Han in the crowd.

"Nine Heavens Star Art? I didn't expect to see people from the Nine Heavens Star Pavilion after all these years? But that's fine, today we will completely wipe you out and let all the ants know the consequences of daring to disobey us."

boom!

Another terrifying pressure erupted from him.

Suddenly, the whole world began to collapse.

Especially those with low cultivation.

At this moment, everyone was screaming in pain, and their bodies were constantly breaking apart.

no way.

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