Chapter 539: : There is no fried hair left!

Under Jiang He, there are a total of more than 300 foreign "false master gods".
When fighting in the Daluo battlefield, more than a dozen statues fell, and 60 of them blew themselves up. Later, I met the ancestor of the Styx at the entrance of the Daluo battlefield and blew up a few more.
now……
There are two hundred and eighty foreign "false master gods" left.
The 280 "false lord gods" breathed out, shaking the starry sky trembling.
"Go!"
"After entering the trapped formation, he blew himself up!"
Jiang He waved his hand and sent 280 "pseudo lord gods" into the formation.
And now...
The thirteen "quasi-sages" just broke through the first hardship formation together.
After they broke the formation, before they had time to rejoice, they saw a few more difficult formations falling from the sky. When even a quasi-sage burst out swearing, he cursed: "Damn, the intelligence doesn't say that this Human Race Jianghe is good at formations!"
"The formation he set up requires three breaths to break through when we work together. This method, looking at the heavens and worlds, is already a top master of the formation!"
Although it is hostile.
But these quasi-sages also admire Jiang He in my heart.
It is really incredible for a human race under a hundred years old to get to this point, no wonder even the ancestors came forward to get rid of Jianghe.
"Everyone, break the formation!"
"When I break the formation forcibly, the people who set up the formation will be backlashed to a certain extent. I don't believe that the river can hold it!" God Wuji of the Protoss said loudly. As soon as his voice fell, he turned his head abruptly, but looked behind him. , A "false lord god" came.
These pseudo-lord gods are of different races, and they are all monks in the vassal races of his second tribe.
These "false lord gods" are extremely numerous, with a total of 280 statues. After coming to this troubled formation, they started to urge their spirits without saying a word!
Dao Dao violent auras radiated, and Shen Wuji's eyes widened suddenly, and fear grew in his eyes, and said angrily: "What are you going to do? Stop... Stop it... Break the formation! Break the formation!"
"They are going to blew themselves up!"
There is no need for God to shout, other quasi-sages have already seen the intention of these two hundred and eighty "false gods".
The thirteen quasi saints began to attack the formation frantically.
There has never been a moment that makes them feel so urgent.
The strength of those "false lord gods", in normal times, they may not take a direct look, but now... in this closed time and space formation, a full two hundred and eighty false lord gods blew themselves together, that exploded. The power of, let alone them... is the ancestor of the Styx, who claims that "the sea of ​​blood is immortal, the Styx is immortal", it is estimated that all of them will have to be bombed to death.
However, self-destruction is only a matter of thought.
As soon as the two hundred and eighty "false lord gods" entered the trap, they began to act according to Jiang He's orders.
A violent breath gushes out of them.
next moment……
Boom!
Two hundred and eighty "pseudo-main gods" were uniform and blew themselves at the same time.
The violent self-detonation power broke out instantly, swept through the thirteen quasi-saints, tearing the body protection spirit treasures they had sacrificed one after another, and instantly smashed the body protection supernatural powers they displayed!
Their bodies, even failing to resist the moment, have turned into powder.
Their spirits, swept by the power of self-detonation, vanished in a flash.
Rumble!
The sky trembled.
"Fuck..."
outside world.
Jiang He felt the horrible self-detonation power in the formation, and when the probe hand caught it, he put Er Dengzi and San Lengzi into the farm, but the next moment, the formation was torn apart, and the force of terror struck Jiang He. The moment he entered the farm with Er Lengzi and San Lengzi, he fell on Jiang He's body.
Pouch.
There seemed to be a sound of spurting blood.
Puff through.
Jiang He fell on the beach in the infield.
Because he was carrying them, Er Lengzi and San Lengzi were not seriously injured.
After the cat and dog landed, they burst into tears.
Especially Er Lengzi.
It barked sadly, wailed, looked at the river with only a skeleton left on the ground, and screamed: "Master...Master...what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"
Meow!
San Lengzi also screamed miserably.
While shouting, he used his fluffy cat's paws to learn Ershuzi swayed the "skeleton" lying on the ground.
Click!
The skeleton fell apart.
Second stunned child: "..."
San Lengzi: "..."
The maids who rushed to hear the sound: "..."
"grandfather!"
"My grandpa...you just left like this!"
Puff, puff...
The seven Calabash brothers knelt on the ground together, howling and crying.
Jiang He: "..."
"Shut up, I'm not dead yet!"
His weak voice was transmitted from the broken frame.
Then, above one of the ribs, a little golden light lit up.
The golden light contained a peculiar immortal power. At first it was only the size of a grain of rice, but it quickly became dazzling...In just a moment, the golden light covered the entire rib.
At the next moment, the scattered skeletons began to gather and re-transformed into a "skeleton" shape.
The golden light began to escape, and the entire skeleton began to emit golden light.
On the skeleton, flesh and blood were derived, and it was quickly transformed into a human form and restored to Jiang He's original appearance.
"This immortal matter is strong!"
Jiang He said with emotion: "If it hadn't been for breaking through to the fourteenth martial art immortal realm, the aftermath of the explosion just now would be enough to destroy my soul...Huh?"
As he spoke, he waved his hand and formed a water curtain in front of him.
Staring at himself in the water curtain, Jiang He said in shock: "How do you feel that after I reshape my body, I feel a little more handsome..."
Jiang He walked out of the farm, and the aftermath of the 280 "pseudo-lords" blew up, and the starry sky was pouring blood.
He stood in the starry sky and looked in dialect, but he saw the entire starry sky. As far as he could see, everything had become nothingness. What kind of sky and Mars, as well as the moons of sky and Mars, some stars in the void, and meteorite fragments, under the explosion just now. Nothing exists.
The space within hundreds of millions of miles of the starry sky is shattered.
Jiang He searched around and found that the thirteen quasi-saint corpses had no bones, not even a bit of flesh and blood, and even their magic treasures and storage magic treasures were completely melted in the explosion.
Jiang He's expression became very ugly, and he couldn't help cursing, "Rely...I don't have anything left. Didn't I lose this battle?"
Two hundred and eighty "false lord gods~EbookFREE.me~ only fifteen quasi-sages were killed...not even the benefits of root hair, damn!
………………
at the same time.
All realms such as the God Realm, Demon Realm, and Rock Clan shook together, the blood rain continued, and the visions of the fall of the quasi-sage took place one after another.
On this day, the Demon Race "Ji Yuan" shook, and the Demon Race ancestor was furious.
The guards and practitioners on the God Realm Tianshen Mountain all felt a terrifying coercion. The ancestor of the Protoss called the three saints of the Protoss and several quasi-sages who guarded the God Realm into the Tianshen Mountain and reprimanded them.
And the Three Realms.
In front of a thatched house.
The Six Saints gather.
All are full of joy.
Especially Yuanshi Tianzun, who has dealt with Jiang He, smiled and said: "Fifteen quasi-sages...This is the foundation of the endless years of the gods and demons. In this way, unless a holy war breaks out, the gods and demons will be the second race. No longer my opponent of the Three Realms!"