Great Qin Tyrant: Summon the Second General Hum Ha at the beginning

talking room.

He followed Li Ze's gaze and found Ming Ming and others in the sky.

Suddenly, the smile froze on his face.

Seeing that there was another human immortal, everyone in the Li family below became even more excited.

"Old Ancestor, please take action and avenge our clansmen!"

"Old Ancestor, please act!"

The howling sound was like a landslide, like a tsunami, resounding through the world.

The two immortals looked at each other, they could see the bitterness in each other's eyes, and they didn't speak.

And Mingming didn't care about the extra immortal.

Now in this form, what if the Li family has one, two or even ten more immortals?

Under the crushing of powerful strength, everything will be reduced to dust.

Ming Ming shook his head, his eyes fell on the two of them.

"Whether you believe it or not, the facts are right in front of you."

"It can only be said that you are just frogs in a well. With such a little strength, you dare to reach out and touch the world!"

"It's ridiculous, sad and deplorable!"

As he said that, Mingming shook the spear in his hand, and he was not going to continue this meaningless nonsense anymore.

Just wanted to order.

The eyes of the two strong immortals on the opposite side flashed and they roared angrily.

"It's now!"

"Fight and fight, afraid you won't succeed?"

As they said that, a long sword exuding a faint white light appeared in each of their hands, and their figures turned into lightning and rushed towards Mingming

Mingming's strong men who are at the level of a thousand and a half steps of immortals are indeed no match for them.

But don't forget that the most powerful person in this world is only in the realm of immortality.

They are both human beings, but suddenly they are in trouble, two against one might not be able to capture the thief first and capture the king first.

Seeing this, Ming Ming was taken aback for a moment, and then understood the plan of the two of them, and couldn't help but grinned.

"Alright, I'll kill the two of you first, and bring the deepest despair to your people."

talking.

The spear in his hand flew across the sky, stabbing down at the two of them with an extremely sharp spear light.

boom! ~

The air vibrates and roars.

The faces of the two immortals were stern, their eyes were like lightning, and they looked at the sharp spear light crashing down without the slightest fear.

The long sword in his hand trembled slightly, showing a little sharpness, and went straight to meet the attacking gun light.

Both parties condensed their strength to the extreme.

Long spears and long swords clashed.

Clang! ~

There was a sound of gold and iron clashing.

The expressions of the two immortals suddenly changed, and they felt a strong force coming from the spear that they could not resist.

The body flew out completely uncontrollably, hitting the ground like two meteorites.

boom! ~

There was a loud bang, and the sky filled with smoke and dust rose into the sky.

There were waves of ripples on the ground, and countless buildings in the city shook violently.

In the city.

The members of the Li clan who were shouting in high spirits suddenly froze in place.

His complexion suddenly turned pale.

They saw that the immortal patriarch, who was as calm as a god, was actually defeated!

And, just one trick!

Seeing this, Mingming sneered, pointed the spear in his hand,

"kill!"

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Chapter 79

"Boom!~"

The breath of the ghost soldiers suddenly bloomed, squeezing the air and making thunder-like noises.

"Kill!~"

They all shouted angrily, and swooped towards the ground like shooting stars.

A mighty and heavy oppressive force descended from the sky.

"Run, they are coming!"

"It's over, it's over, even immortals are no match, let alone us!"

The faces of countless people in the city turned pale in vain, and their eyes were full of horror and despair.

at this time.

boom!

A radiance of primordial spirit mixed with a faint celestial light soared into the sky, and a tall and burly figure seemed to rise slowly and quickly in the radiance.

He didn't hold back a bit of his powerful aura, and it all bloomed out.

The fleeing people in the city stopped and looked up at the figure standing in the sky.

"The patriarch, it is the patriarch, the patriarch is out!"

Someone was full of excitement and shouted loudly.

But he didn't want an indifferent voice to come from beside him.

"The patriarch's cultivation base is only half-immortal, and even the strong human immortals have been defeated, so what can the patriarch go out of the customs at this time?"

His voice was full of helplessness and despair.

When the originally cheering crowd heard this, their movements froze immediately, and their expressions gradually dimmed.

Just now.

Boom! ~

There was an explosion like a bolt from the blue.

Suddenly, two brilliant beams of light turned into lightning and soared into the sky from the deep pit smashed out by the two strong human immortals, and landed next to the patriarch of the Li clan, two figures appeared.

One of the two figures looked older, and the other was a middle-aged man, who was obviously the two strong human beings.

At this time, the faces of the two were pale, and there was faint golden blood oozing out of the seven orifices, obviously seriously injured.

Seeing this, the member of the Li clan whose expression was gradually gloomy immediately cheered up.

"The Human Immortal Patriarch, the patriarch, the Eight Great Battalions, and the powerful man in the clan, will definitely not lose!"

His tone was sonorous and full of determination.

"Maybe!"

The tone of the companion beside him was a little hesitant, but the deathly ashes on his face gradually melted away.

Quietly, a glimmer of hope ignited in my heart.

At this time, the patriarch and the two strong human immortals looked up at the many ghost soldiers rushing in the sky, with extremely dignified expressions.

The patriarch took a step forward and suddenly ordered.

"The monks in the supernatural power realm, the primordial spirit realm, and the eight battalions form an formation to meet the enemy!"

"Follow the patriarch's order!"

There are powerful auras surging everywhere in the city below, and the sound like a wave resounds.

All the brilliance suddenly appeared, and the strong rose into the sky.

A rough look shows that there are no less than a thousand people.

In addition, more than a dozen strong men rose from all directions and saluted respectfully.

"Follow the patriarch's orders!!"

next moment.

Roads of crimson light below them shot up into the sky and enveloped them, bursting into fiery crimson light.

After the brilliance passed, a tall statue of the god of war stood upright, and a powerful aura permeated all around.

The so-called Eight Camps is one of the Li family background.

They are the elite soldiers who have spent a lot of money and resources to cultivate.

There are eight battalions in total, each battalion is [-], and the weakest soldiers among them have the strength of the day after tomorrow.

Both the equipment and the level of elite are enough to be compared with the Imperial Capital Wuwei.

Thinking about the soldiers of Yan State at Tianmen Pass, it took a million soldiers to condense the three gods of war.

The Eight Great Battalions only had 40 people, but they condensed more than a dozen gods of war.

The gap in strength is so large that it is unimaginable.

Just then, the ghost soldiers arrived.

"kill!"

The patriarch roared angrily, and the long sword in his hand cut out a sharp light, and rushed straight to a ghost soldier in front of him.

There was a flash of light in the ghost soldier's eyes, and his body turned into a void and disappeared suddenly.

The patriarch of the Li clan slashed through the air with a sword, and was shocked in his heart.

What means is this?

Before he could react, the ghost pawn reappeared.

However, at this time, the ghost soldier was already ten feet in front of him, and the spear in his hand pierced his head with a sharp edge.

His pupils shrank slightly, and the coldness in his vision grew bigger and bigger.

Seeing that it was too late to resist.

At this moment, a sharp sword with hazy brilliance appeared in sight, blocking the front of the spear point.

However, the ancestors of the immortals around him saw that the situation was not good and came to help.

Clang! ~

The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded.

Amidst the rumbling sound, a circle of white air visible to the naked eye surged out.

The ghost's eyes narrowed slightly, and his figure disappeared.

When they reappeared, they were about ten feet in front of them.

The patriarch broke out in a cold sweat, thinking to himself.

"What a weird method!"