Wizard God Seat

"boom!"

"boom!"

A large and one small roar sounded one after another, and the ancestral spirit threw away the cracked buckler, which was hit by the black thunder, and rushed towards Meng Hao with the axe in both hands.

At the same time, behind Meng Hao, the frost giant phantom that was dimmed by the thunder for three points, also waved his fist towards the ancestor spirit without any hesitation.

"Boom boom boom boom..."

The two sides collided continuously, and the axe and the giant fist continued to blast toward each other, causing violent spatial fluctuations. Even in the center of the two of them, there were even more black spatial cracks spreading towards the surroundings, which was extremely shocking. .

Meng Hao was suspended in the phantom of the Frost Giant, and his hands instantly formed a seal. He saw that his tattoo was three points brighter, and his aura that had already reached the seventh level was raised again, reaching the eighth level.

At the same time, three black thunders like sky axe descended from the sky, crashing on the frost giant phantom around Meng Hao, but Meng Hao not only did not set a circumvention, but controlled the frost giant phantom with arms up to the sky and forced patience. With the bombardment of the thunderbolt, the black thunderbolt was guided above the fists, and suddenly blasted towards the ancestral spirit.

The space burst instantly, and a huge Frost Fist with black electric current burst into the air with the might of the frozen world.

Seeing this move, the ancestral spirit's face that has been indifferent, for the first time showed a color of horror, which originated from the deep fear of the crisis in the soul.

Although the true strength of the ancestor spirit has reached the realm of legend, he knows very well that as long as he uses a power that exceeds the seventh level, the backlash of the main material world is enough to make him fall immediately. After all, for people born in the main material world and the outside world People with a level of strength are treated completely differently. Perhaps Meng Hao's display of level 8 strength will cause him to be severely injured, but it will not damage his origin and life, but if the ancestral spirit dares to use level 8 power, then there is only the fall. The road can go.

But at this time, facing Meng Hao’s eighth-level attack, if the ancestor spirit would use power beyond the eighth level to defend and counterattack, it would be too late to escape. Therefore, for the ancestor spirit, it is already a mortal end. Only by forcibly taking Meng Hao's blow is there a chance of survival!

"I was forced into this situation. It is worthy of the power of the Frost Giant. The hand of Frozen Heaven and Frozen Earth actually blocked the possibility of my escape. It seems that I can only accept this trick!"

While thinking about it, the ancestor spirit made a defensive posture, and the power of the seventh level was once again displayed, and the round golden mask completely wrapped the body of the ancestor spirit.

When this protection was made, Meng Hao’s two punches were like two giant pythons, whistling and blasting on the ancestral spirit, only for a moment, the round gold on the ancestral spirit The mask shattered, and the two punches instantly swallowed the body of the ancestor spirit, blasted on a hill behind, and even wiped out the small half of the hill in an instant. The power was terrifying.

The fist dissipated, and the frost giant phantom around Meng Hao's body instantly shattered. He sprayed blood and fell to the ground, and his body heavily smashed the snow and ice on the ground out of a huge pit. At the same time, Meng Hao The tattoo on his body quickly disappeared on the surface of the skin, and only a trace of black electric current flowed through Meng Hao's body, destroying Meng Hao's body.

"Hs...The eighth level of power is still a bit reluctant. The backlash of the main material world almost killed my old life. If it wasn't for the ancestor spirit that made the life-saving choice, then as long as he treats me Strong action player, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive, thanks to him choosing to save his life."

Muttered to himself, Meng Hao sat up from the ground, he looked at the space cracks that gradually disappeared in the sky, and immediately saw floating in the sky, his body was dim, his waist and his left shoulder disappeared. The missing ancestor spirit showed a gleeful smile on his face.

"Hey, I said why you are willing to come to the main material world. It turns out that you have used the method of dividing your soul to make a clone. If you really come here, although the move just now will hurt you very badly, But it can’t hurt your origin, but now it seems that this part of the soul that you separated may be annihilated, and the annihilation of the soul may be enough to cause you who only souls to suffer severe damage. Maintain it in the realm of legend."

As Meng Hao said, the body of the ancestor spirit at this time gradually became illusory, and a little golden light floated from his body, dissipating in the space.

Staring at Meng Hao fiercely, the ancestral spirit showed a hint of resentment on his face, and said in a low voice, "I am unlucky, but you are not hurt. You, who is already at level 8, have just experienced the main material world. Backlash, I am afraid that your strength has fallen to level 7, not to mention that the injuries on your body cannot be recovered after a period of time. As long as my body comes, you will have no resistance at all, and soon you will die in mine. ...Uh...what, what, what did you do?"

Before he finished speaking, the ancestral spirit showed a hint of panic on his face. Soon he turned his head and looked in the direction of the Mengs tribe, only to see the spear-like rune floating above the hill where the Mengs tribe was just now. , Has gradually collapsed ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ At the same time, the ancestor spirit could not feel the power of faith from the Mongolian tribe, and his connection with the followers of the Mongolian tribe was cut off.

Seeing the appearance of the ancestral spirits, Meng Hao smiled and said: "How do you feel, it may take a long time, you ancestor spirits have forgotten, since our barbarians can conclude a contract with your ancestor spirits in the heroic spirit world , Get your asylum and offer you faith, then we can also terminate the contract."

"This...this is impossible, how can you...the contract is terminated, and you will never be able to conclude a contract with other heroic spirits. This means that you will always lose the protection of your ancestral spirits. How can you do this?"

While roaring, the ancestor spirit looked at his rapidly dissipating body, roaring constantly, but he could not change any status quo.

Looking at the roaring ancestral spirit, Meng Hao slowly stood up. He looked at the ancestral spirit and said with a smile: "Perhaps it was really too long, but long, long ago, the ancestor spirit of our barbarian tribe was originally It’s not for the heroic spirits of your heroic spirit world. Perhaps for hundreds of thousands of years, it is the most convenient way for a tribe to directly enter into a contract with your heroic spirit world, but it also makes your heroic spirits feel indispensable. , Then today our Mongolian tribe can tell you that without your heroic spirits, we can still find ancestral spirits that can cooperate!"